[True or False Heiress + Pampered Darling + Love Triangle + Social Variety Show + Funny and Sweet Romance]

[The female lead is timid and cowardly, not very bright but extremely lucky VS the male lead is sharp-tongued and witty, loves to strategize and deliberately seduce others] (Male lead: Shi Jing, appears in later chapters)

[This book is full of plot holes and foreshadowing; all the mysteries planted earlier will be explained later. If you encounter any parts you don't understand at first, please don't worry, you'll see explanations later. I've laid a huge trap!]

One more thing: The synopsis only says that Mingyue wants to be friends with Chaochao later, but it doesn't say that Chaochao forgave her.

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"Chaochao, are you ready?"

"Big brother's car is already at the door. Come out quickly, let's go pick up Mingyue and take her home."

When Zhu Qian's voice rang out from outside the door, Zhu Jinzhao was frantically packing things up in the room.

"Hurry up and pack it! Hurry up and pack it!" She kept taking clothes out of the closet and stuffing them all into the suitcase at her feet.

The suitcase wasn't very big, but thanks to Zhu Jinzhao's antics, it quickly bulged into a large bulge. Seeing that it was completely full, Zhu Jinzhao finally stopped, knelt on the suitcase, and frantically pulled on the zipper with all his might.

"hey-hey--"

She gritted her teeth and pulled hard on the small zipper pull until her face turned red. She finally managed to close the suitcase halfway, but then the zipper, unfortunately, broke.

Before she could stop herself, she fell flat on her backside, causing her tailbone to ache terribly.

"Ah..." She stared at the corpse with the zipper pull in her hand, and two lines of desperate tears streamed down her face.

She just wanted to pack her things and run away, why is it so difficult?

The image of the original owner of the fake heiress's tragic death resurfaced in her mind.

Yes, Zhu Jinzhao transmigrated into a novel, becoming the fake heiress with the same name as her, in a story about a real and a fake heiress tearing each other apart.

The fake heiress is clever and strong, but she is no match for the real heiress's ruthless methods and is badly beaten in this war of mutual destruction.

Zhu Jinzhao doesn't remember the specific plot of the novel very clearly, only that the fake heiress was eventually kicked out of the house by her three older brothers and sent to a special education school. After staying at the school for a few months, the fake heiress couldn't bear the sadistic abuse there, so she climbed over the wall and ran away one rainy night.

Unexpectedly, she was caught red-handed by the real heiress, who had been lying in wait outside the wall. The real heiress hated her to the core, and seeing her in such a wretched state was not enough; she also had people torture her relentlessly. In the end, unable to bear the humiliation, she committed suicide by banging her head against the wall.

The manner of their death was extremely gruesome.

Zhu Jinzhao's time travel coincided with the day the real heiress, Zhu Mingyue, returned home. From that day on, the fake heiress's nightmare began.

The fake heiress is academically gifted and has high emotional intelligence, but she's no match for Zhu Mingyue. As for Zhu Jinzhao, she's even less of a match.

Zhu Jinzhao was mentally challenged and slow-witted, so Zhu Mingyue could tear her apart like she was tearing cotton. She was very clear about her own strength, so the moment she transmigrated, she prepared to pack her things and run away.

The consequences of a public feud with Zhu Mingyue are already laid bare before her; she's not stupid enough to walk into that trap and invite death.

In order to survive and live in this world, she decided to leave before Zhu Mingyue could tear her apart.

Zhu Mingyue wouldn't tolerate her; she wouldn't stay in the Zhu family for long. She needed to get out before the conflict started.

As for what to do after she runs away, she has already thought it through—

She decided to go and find a job.

In the novel, the fake heiress was kicked out of her home penniless. Even if Zhu Jinzhao were to time-travel now, she probably wouldn't be able to change that impoverished ending.

No matter the world, you can't get anywhere without money. If you want to survive here today, you'll have to work to earn money.

The Zhu family's money doesn't belong to her; no matter when she leaves, she won't be able to take a single penny with her.

"Chaochao, are you alright?"

Zhu Qian waited and waited, but Zhu Jinzhao didn't come out, so he called her again from outside the door.

"...Okay, okay!" There was no time to repack. Zhu Jinzhao hid her suitcase in the closet, quickly tidied herself up in front of the mirror, opened the door, and went out.

Outside the door, Zhu Qian stood leaning against the wall, the bright light overhead casting shadows on his face that accentuated his features. He wore rimless glasses, and behind the lenses, his eyes held a gentle, subtle smile.

"Let's go." He put his arm around Zhu Jinzhao's shoulder and led her toward the spiral staircase.

A faint medicinal fragrance wafted over Zhu Jinzhao.

Zhu Jinzhao's body visibly trembled at his touch, and the plot related to Zhu Qian in the novel unconsciously appeared in Zhu Jinzhao's mind.

Zhu Qian is a surgeon who, at a young age, became the director of the largest private hospital in the capital. He is the most academically accomplished and highly educated member of the entire Zhu family.

In the fake heiress's mind, he was a near-perfect older brother: gentle, attentive, and always ready to help.

But in the end, it was he who personally kicked the fake heiress out of the house.

"Zhu Jinzhao, you've disappointed me so much!"

The words in his mind automatically transformed into sound and images. Zhu Jinzhao saw the fake heiress lying on the ground with a bottle of unknown pills forcibly stuffed into her mouth.

Zhu Qian, wearing a white coat, took the second bottle of medicine from the table, unscrewed the cap, and stuffed it into the mouth of the fake heiress.

"How dare you steal medicine and harm Mingyue! All these years I've taught you for nothing!"

"Don't you like medicine? Don't you like mixing all sorts of random medicines into Mingyue's cold medicine? Fine, today I'll let you taste the bitter fruit of your own actions. I'll make you take as much medicine as you want!"

Bitter and smelly pills and tablets were continuously stuffed into the fake heiress's mouth. The fake heiress dared not swallow them and could only bite her tongue to keep the medicine out.

Zhu Qian didn't care and, as if venting his anger, fed the fake heiress bottle after bottle of medicine. He only stopped when the fake heiress was vomiting from the smell of the medicine.

"Guards, throw her out! From this day forward, Zhu Jinzhao is no longer a member of the Zhu family!"

It was raining heavily outside, and Zhu Jinzhao, looking disheveled, was simply thrown out of the Zhu family home. Fortunately, her best friend, the fake heiress, arrived in time to rescue her; otherwise, she might have really died there one day.

A chilling image flashed through Zhu Jinzhao's mind, and she shuddered, feeling as if Zhu Qian's arm around her shoulder had suddenly grown a layer of thorns.

"What's wrong?" Zhu Qian noticed that Zhu Jinzhao was not in a good mood and came closer to ask with concern.

"!!!!"

As soon as the warm breath approached, Zhu Jinzhao, as if bitten by a ghost, spun around and ran out of Zhu Qian's arms.

Zhu Qian looked at her blankly: "Chao Chao, what's wrong?"

Zhu Jinzhao: "...I, I, I suddenly felt a pain in my shoulder, like I was bitten by some kind of insect."

"Insects? Where did these insects come from?" Zhu Qian believed her nonsense and, fearing she might actually be bitten by insects, leaned closer to take a look.

"Hey—I've already chased the bug away!" Zhu Jinzhao deliberately avoided Zhu Qian's touch, and then nervously moved her arms and legs, making it impossible for Zhu Qian to hold her anymore.

"The bugs are gone, I'm fine now, don't worry."

"Let's go, second brother, let's go downstairs."

As she spoke, Zhu Jinzhao took a few steps back, pressed herself against the handrail on the other side of the stairs, and timidly walked downstairs.

"..."

Zhu Qian looked at her with a puzzled expression, and was about to say something when he noticed that Zhu Xingye had already brought Zhu Mingyue into the house downstairs.

“Mingyue is back!” His eyes lit up immediately.

Following his words, Zhu Jinzhao turned his head and looked downstairs, where he saw a slender, tall girl standing in the lobby.

The girl had porcelain-white skin and long, jet-black hair tied in a high ponytail, with a few wisps of hair falling naturally over her forehead.

Upon hearing Zhu Qian's voice, the girl slowly raised her head, her indifferent eyes lightly sweeping over Zhu Qian before fixing on Zhu Jinzhao.

Zhu Jinzhao's breath caught in her throat; she felt a little suffocated by that light, airy gaze.

The girl watched her from afar, and after a moment, she raised one corner of her lips and smiled in an ambiguous way.

"You are Zhu Jinzhao."