Master Zhan, your daughter has gone out to catch ghosts again.

Zhan Chiyan saw the news online and realized that he had misunderstood Jin Xi.

I felt a little apologetic, but I was stubborn and wouldn't say anything.

"We'll settle your score with you properly when we get back."

Zhan Guiting's eyes were dark and cold as he glared at Zhan Chiyan.

Zhan Chiyan was a school bully who dominated the area, but now he was somewhat afraid when facing his older brother.

Soon, Imai opened her eyes.

"Auntie~ Are you alright? Is anything bothering you? I'm here, I'll protect you, Auntie."

The little dumpling, in its sweet, childish voice, clung tightly to Jinxi's hand, its expression showing deep concern.

When Jinxi saw Yoyo, she thought it must have been Yoyo who saved her, since she was so amazing.

"Auntie is alright, don't worry. Thank you for saving her."

"It wasn't just me, it was my grandparents, my three uncles, my dad, and the firefighters who rescued you."

The little guy said in his childish voice.

Jinxi looked up and saw Zhan Weiguo and Qin Yimo. She felt grateful, but there was also a vague, indescribable feeling in her heart.

However, she was curious as to why they had come to see her.

Perhaps it was because of Yo-yo, Yo-yo that they came.

Turning her gaze again, she suddenly noticed that besides Zhan Juzhou and Zhan Guiting, there was a whole room full of "boy bands," and she was immediately stunned.

Where...where did they find this boy band?

They're all even better looking than boy band stars!

Qin Yimo looked at Jin Xi with tears in her eyes, still seemingly shaken. She wanted to say something, but something seemed stuck in her throat, and she couldn't get the words out.

"Grandma, Auntie, hold hands, best friends."

Yoyo pulled Qin Yimo's hand and held Jin Xi's hand together.

Jinxi felt a bit repulsed when she touched Qin Yimo's hand, so she pulled away.

Qin Yimo couldn't hold back any longer. Her daughter hated her! Her daughter, whom she had carried for ten months, hated her!

But thinking about it, it makes sense. She had never given him a kind look, and even suspected that he was a bad girl and didn't trust him. How could she expect Jinxi to give her a kind look in return?

After all, people are interconnected.

What a failure he is as a mother; he can't even recognize his own daughter.

Jin Xi glanced at them, her face full of question marks. Apart from Yo Yo, Zhan Guiting, and Zhan Juzhou, why were they all looking at her like she was a monkey in a zoo?

Seeing that no one was talking, YoYo blinked her big eyes and looked at this person and that person, her little expression full of suspicion.

Why is everyone so quiet?

Since no one else is saying anything, I'll say it myself.

"Auntie, this is your daddy, and this is your mommy..."

The little guy introduced each of them to Jinxi one by one.

Jinxi looked completely bewildered.

Mom and Dad? Brothers?

What's going on? She was completely confused.

Are she and Zhan Luya sisters? And she's also experienced something even more dramatic than a novel?

Zhan Guiting looked at Jin Xi and felt that she knew most of the information, so he picked up Youyou and took his younger brothers out first, leaving Qin Yimo, Zhan Weiguo and his wife alone with Jin Xi.

The scene became awkward for a while.

Zhan Weiguo stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, his hands behind his back, gazing out the window in deep thought.

Qin Yimo was sobbing uncontrollably.

Jinxi stared blankly, lost in thought.

"I am your father!"

Zhan Weiguo suddenly turned around and uttered these words.

After saying it, I thought about it and felt it was too rash and abrupt.

"what?"

Jinxi, like a cow-and-cat, instinctively let out an "ah".

The situation became awkward once again.

Qin Yimo glanced at Zhan Weiguo, thinking, "Can't we be a little more serious on this occasion?"

"Jinxi, I know you might not believe it, but we are your family, and I am your mother."

Damn, we've been led astray by the idea of ​​war.

It's okay. The most important thing now is to explain things clearly and then bring our daughter home to make up for the grievances she suffered while living away from home for more than ten years.

"I only found out today that Ya Ya isn't my daughter, you are. Somehow your identities were switched, and I didn't even realize it until Yo Yo told me. I still didn't suspect anything, and I didn't believe it. I'm sorry..."

The more Qin Yimo talked, the harder she cried, until she could barely breathe and was unable to speak.

“We misunderstood you. Your elder brother is right. The Zhan family has never disappointed us.” Zhan Weiguo looked at Jin Xi with eyes full of satisfaction.

Jin Xi not only inherited Qin Yimo's piano talent and won the national piano competition, but she is also this year's top scorer in the national college entrance examination.

It took Jinxi a long, long time to process what had happened before she finally came to her senses.

Her current parents are her adoptive parents, Zhan Luya is the fake heiress of the Zhan family, and she is the real heiress of the Zhan family.

No, I've transmigrated into a novel about a real and a fake heiress!

As expected, novels are based on real life!

"Jinxi." Qin Yimo called softly when she saw that Jinxi was not speaking, thinking that she had lost her mind due to the fever.

"Forehead……"

Given this situation, according to the novel's plot, once she enters the Zhan family, she will be disliked by her biological parents and brothers, and framed and suppressed by the fake heiress in various ways.

No, no, she doesn't want to experience this kind of backstabbing and intrigue.

Isn't it great to live alone? You only need to please yourself and don't need to care about other people's feelings.

"Hello."

Zhan Weiguo and Qin Yimo exchanged a glance. What... does this mean?

"I understand, you are my biological parents."

"Baby, are you blaming Mommy? Blaming Mommy for not recognizing you? Blaming Mommy for being mean to you? Blaming Mommy for not believing you?" Qin Yimo was anxious; she was afraid Jinxi wouldn't recognize her.

“I don’t blame you. Back then, we were both strangers who didn’t know each other very well. Why did you believe me but not your own daughter?”

"Then why don't you come home with Mom?" Qin Yimo said eagerly, pulling her hand.

"Yoyo likes you very much. She is your little niece. When you go home, you can see her every day and hear her call you 'Auntie' every day."

It's clear that Jinxi really likes Yoyo; she practically treats her like her own niece.

If Zhan Weiguo brings Yoyo out, Jinxi will most likely agree to go home because of Yoyo.

"Okay, I'll go back."

Jinxi readily agreed.

Thinking of that little dumpling calling her "Auntie" repeatedly, so sweet and soft, so fragrant and sweet, with such a sweet, childlike voice, how could she bear to refuse?

That little dumpling was a sweetheart who could cure all her troubles.

He wasn't afraid of scheming and intrigue! At least, there was a moment when she was truly, truly, truly happy, a happiness that nothing and no one could replace.

Zhan Guiting, with one hand in his pocket and a cigarette between his fingers, leaned against the wall of the corridor, waiting for Yoyo to use the restroom.

Suddenly, a familiar figure appeared around the corner. The woman, dressed in black overalls and boots, looked cool and stylish as she carried flowers and fruit into Jinxi's ward.

Zhan Guiting knew that it was Wen Zijin. He rarely saw her dressed like that; perhaps she had just returned from killing someone.

The man caught a glimpse of Yoyo coming out of the restroom out of the corner of his eye. He quickly stubbed out his cigarette, tossed it into the trash can in a parabolic motion, and then turned around to pick up Yoyo, who couldn't reach the sink.

"Daddy, are you smoking?"

The little guy smelled a faint tobacco scent and asked while washing his hands.

"No," the man replied without hesitation.

The little guy didn't believe it. He used his wet hands to pry open Zhan Guiting's mouth and brought it close to his mouth to smell it.

Zhan Guiting raised his head and dodged. This little guy's thought process is really different from others; he's capable of anything.

"Daddy, you said that lying would get you a spanking." The little guy puffed out his cheeks, his expression very serious.

"I'm sorry, Daddy was wrong. Please forgive Daddy, okay? I won't smoke next time, okay?"

"it is good."