“Daughter, I don’t blame you if you don’t acknowledge me.”

Tears welled up in her eyes and streamed down her face, making them somewhat cloudy. "Back then, your maternal grandmother came to help take care of Huang Meiling when she was pregnant. You and her daughter were born around the same time, only a few minutes apart. Your maternal grandmother and I discussed switching the babies. Now Huang Meiling's daughter is in our house. Song Zhaodi has to do the laundry and cook every day. These are things you should be doing, but Mom doesn't want you to live that kind of life. Now you live in a noble courtyard. You just need to live well here and take care of your parents in their old age."

Xie Wanying didn't even need to think; Song Zhaodi's incredibly rustic name must be Huang Meiling's daughter.

She has enjoyed her parents' love for so many years and has already gained so much, how could she give it up so easily?

Xie Wanying had never lived in the mountains before and could not imagine what kind of hardship it was. However, she was unwilling to wash dishes or sweep the floor when her parents asked her to, let alone do laundry or cook.

She not only attended the best schools in the capital, but also never had to worry about food or drink. Even though her parents were very busy with work and never had time to take care of them, it was precisely because of this that her parents felt indebted to her and her brother, and kept trying to make up for it materially.

Whenever they had time, the two of them would always take her and Xie Zhiyan to different places to travel and broaden their horizons.

No matter how busy she is, she will always make time each week to accompany her and Xie Zhiyan to do the things they want to do.

She had always thought of herself as living a carefree life like a princess, but the sudden appearance of these two people shattered all her preconceived notions.

The man had a yellow tooth when he smiled, and he didn't look like a refined person from the capital at all.

He kept rubbing his dark-skinned hands together. “Girl, don’t get used to the good life and forget your parents. We’ve arranged for you to live here now, so you’ll have to take care of us and your brothers when the time comes.”

She was terrified at that time and even had a fever for two days. Her parents stayed by her side the whole time, but she kept quiet about it.

She didn't dare tell her family that she had suspected this for a long time and had actually verified it.

The Xie family doesn't eat walnuts; they're allergic to them. They can't even stand a bite, let alone touch the walnut shell, or they'll get a severe rash. But she's not only not allergic to walnuts, she also really enjoys their oily aroma.

At that time, she had no doubts about her identity, and even deliberately brought walnuts from next door and ate them in front of Xie Zhiyan and her father.

She peeled the wrapped walnuts and handed them to Xie Zhiyan, saying, "Little brother, try them, they're really delicious. You might just like the taste too."

Xie Wanying didn't understand at the time: how could anyone not like to eat such delicious food?

Xie Zhiyan's parents seemed to keep a close eye on him, and would keep him far away from anything involving walnuts.

This was the first time Xie's father spoke to her very seriously.

“Wanying, your father, mother and brother are all allergic to walnuts. Eating them will make them very sick. You are the only one in our family who can eat them. Your brother can’t touch them.”

Xie Wanying nodded as if she understood, but not quite. They were all family, so why couldn't her parents and brother eat it, but she wasn't affected at all?

But as she grew older, more and more people said that her situation was different from Xie Zhiyan's. Especially after what happened on her tenth birthday, she became more and more bothered by it and simply stopped eating walnuts altogether.

From that day on, the words spoken by that crazy woman lingered in Xie Wanying's mind.

"Xie Wanying, are you really Xie Zhiyan's biological sister? You two don't look alike at all—"