Chapter 107 The Madwoman from a Wealthy Family: The Fake Heiress (Final Chapter)
Ye Canxing extra:
I know what they all call me.
Driven by greed, a beneficiary of the status quo, a true heiress who climbed to power by stepping on others.
Let them do as they please.
As far back as I can remember, I've lived in a glass room. They watch me from outside with a kind of pity in their eyes that I can't understand, as if I were something fragile.
I can't run too fast, I can't get emotional, and I can't make unsuitable friends. They say I'm not in good health and need to rest, so they sent me far away.
Sunshine, beaches, expensive private schools—sounds wonderful, doesn't it? But I have no parents, no family.
Every now and then, my mother would call from overseas, her voice gentle.
"Xingxing, be good and take good care of yourself. When you get better, Mom and Dad will come to take you home."
When can I go home? I'm so lonely and scared.
Until I was ten years old, I overheard some things and pieced together the truth: someone had taken my place as my parents' child.
It turns out that I am in poor health and have bad luck. I need someone with a strong birth chart and good fortune to help me withstand the misfortunes that are destined to come. Ye Jixue is the chosen substitute.
I didn't feel like I was saved; I only felt a sense of fear and suffocation as if I were immersed in ice water from head to toe.
Everything I own—my comfortable life, my identity, even my life—is being borne by another innocent girl.
This was the first time I seriously looked at those domestic photos of Ye Jixue.
She wore a beautiful dress to a high-society party, laughing so ostentatiously, even a little foolishly, as if on purpose.
She took my place, enjoying the attention that should have been mine, and it even seemed like she was trying to please my parents and my brothers.
I was scared.
Will she really win over her parents and brothers?
If they find that this stand-in is more vibrant, healthier, and more charming than me, then what am I left with?
My parents said that the Ye family needs a fake heiress to maintain certain things, that someone needs to make sacrifices, and that they need someone useful.
My mother seemed to sense my fear. When she came to see me, she held my hand and told me...
"Star, remember, everything in the Ye family can only be yours."
Ye Jixue is just your shadow, your shield. Everything she enjoys never truly belongs to her.
You must remember this: never be soft-hearted under any circumstances.
Look, they stole my life while simultaneously instilling jealousy and competition in my heart. I never said I wanted someone to shield me from disaster.
So when I was finally taken back to the Ye family and met Ye Jixue for the first time, I was both afraid and jealous.
Seeing her flustered by my return, watching her radiance gradually dim, I saw through her outward strength and inner weakness.
I must get rid of her, not only to consolidate my position, but also to prove that I am right!
Her very existence is a silent accusation against me, against my whole family!
Only when she completely disappears can I pretend that the truth doesn't exist and enjoy all of this with a clear conscience.
I targeted her, suppressed her, and watched her go from trying to please her to gradually despairing. Occasionally, a fleeting sense of unease would flash through my mind.
But that feeling was too faint, and it was quickly suppressed by desire. I couldn't lose, I couldn't afford to lose.
Later, everything spiraled out of control.
The Ye family fell, the Qin family is gone, and I fell from grace.
I was desperately trying to grasp something, and my father hinted that I could use my own value, and I pathetically thought that might be a way out.
Until she was pushed away by her biological father like a piece of cargo, until her older brother's disappointed and painful eyes, until her biological mother, Shen Jixue, descended like a goddess and protected her behind her.
My mother couldn't stand up anymore at that time.
At that moment, standing in the shadows and looking at them bathed in light, I clearly realized...
I have never been a winner.
I am an even more pathetic sacrifice. They stole Ye Jixue's life, but haven't they also imprisoned mine?
I hate Ye Jixue, I hate that she met Shen Ci, I hate that she was able to break free.
Beneath that hint of hatred lay a deeper envy, jealousy, and despair.
I won everything, but it seems I never truly owned anything, and I even lost myself in the process.
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