After refusing the Ji family’s offer to send someone to pick her up, Li Wangshu spent nearly twenty hours on a hard-seat train, traveling from the remote southwest to the bustling city of Baijing.
The moment she stepped off the train, the noise and energy of the big city left her momentarily dazed.
Twelve years ago, she had transmigrated into this world and become a pitiful little girl whose father didn’t care about her, whose mother didn’t love her, and who was beaten until she was covered in bruises almost every day.
Only two days ago had she learned that this world was actually the setting of a novel.
And she was the true daughter of the prestigious Ji family in Baijing, switched at birth by the family’s nanny.
The appearance of the ghost had officially set the story in motion.
One day earlier, the Ji family had finally contacted her, asking her to return home.
After weighing the pros and cons, she refused their offer to come pick her up and promised she would travel to Baijing herself.
The college entrance exam was only a few days away, and Li Wangshu still had to return in time.
It was now 9:00 a.m. on Saturday.
As soon as she arrived at the station, she bought a return ticket for the 2:00 p.m. train. This time, she was lucky enough to get a sleeper berth.
That’s right.
She had no intention of staying.
Putting the ticket safely into her pocket, Li Wangshu walked out of the station empty-handed.
Although the Ji family had agreed to let her come alone, they insisted on meeting her at the station.
She spotted them from afar.
Amid the bustling crowd, they stood out immediately.
The man wore a tailored suit, while the woman was dressed in an elegant qipao. Their noble, refined appearance seemed completely out of place among everyone else.
“Hello. I’m Li Wangshu.”
She stepped forward and introduced herself.
It was the first time Ji Father and Ji Mother had met their biological daughter.
For quite a while, they simply stared at her in silence.
Although her eyes and eyebrows closely resembled Xu Jingya’s, making it obvious at a glance that she was their daughter, she was still very different from what they had imagined.
They knew she had grown up in a remote rural area and had prepared themselves to meet an unsophisticated country girl.
Instead, although her clothes were ordinary—a plain white cotton T-shirt, faded blue jeans, simple white sneakers, and a ponytail tied with nothing more than a black hair tie—she didn’t look rustic at all.
She had fair, beautiful skin, bright eyes despite obvious fatigue, carried herself with quiet confidence, and spoke fluent standard Mandarin.
The only thing they noticed was that she seemed to limp slightly as she walked.
“Wangshu… I… I’m your mother.”
Xu Jingya had been holding back her emotions for a long time.
She wanted to rush over and hug the girl, but seeing the distance in her daughter’s eyes, she stopped herself.
“Hello, Ms. Xu.”
Li Wangshu then looked at the man beside her.
“Mr. Ji.”
The formality of those greetings left the couple at a loss.
Ji Father was the first to recover.
“Let’s get in the car first. We can talk after we get home.”
Xu Jingya sat beside her daughter in the back seat.
Looking out the window, Li Wangshu couldn’t help sighing.
As expected of the nation’s capital.
Compared to the small county where she had lived, this truly felt like an entirely different world.
“Wangshu… does your name mean ‘moonlight’?” Xu Jingya tried to make conversation, hoping to help her daughter feel more comfortable.
Li Wangshu nodded.
She had chosen the name herself when registering her household record.
It was the same name she had used in her previous life.
“Then… may I call you Little Moon from now on?”
At this point, Xu Jingya was still someone willing to treat her biological daughter gently.
Her voice was soft and warm.
Li Wangshu looked at her for a few seconds before finally nodding.
Close elders had always liked calling her that.
Although she had no intention of becoming deeply involved with the Ji family, it was only a nickname.
There was no need to make an issue of it.
“Little Moon! Huaiyang, our daughter’s nickname is so adorable!”
Xu Jingya seemed greatly encouraged.
Excitedly, she tugged on Ji Huaiyang’s sleeve.
“It really is. Little Moon sounds wonderful. Oh, by the way, your second brother is named Ji Chenxing. His name actually matches yours quite well.”
With Ji Father and Ji Mother enthusiastically introducing the family one after another, the car slowly pulled into the Ji family’s villa.
Throughout the ride, Li Wangshu mostly responded with one-word answers.
The couple simply assumed she hadn’t adjusted yet.
As soon as they entered the house, the entire family was already waiting, curiously examining her.
“So you’re our little sister? You’re really beautiful. You look almost exactly like Mom.”
A handsome young man with an elegant bearing stepped forward first.
“I’m Ji Qingshuang, your eldest brother.”
He then pointed toward the young man and young woman behind him.
“This is Ji Chenxing, your second brother.”
“And this is… Ji Mo.”
Ji Mo.
The fake daughter who had taken over the original owner’s life and enjoyed sixteen years as the Ji family’s daughter.
She was also the female protagonist of the novel.
“You don’t look like some country bumpkin.”
Ji Chenxing had a habit of speaking without thinking, but Li Wangshu didn’t even spare him a glance.
After everyone had taken their seats on the sofas, Li Wangshu glanced at the luxurious clock hanging on the wall.
This family…
Not only was the house enormous, but everything—from the furnishings to the dishes used to serve fruit—was exquisitely made.
Unfortunately, it was already nearly 11:30 a.m.
She hadn’t realized the Ji family’s home was so far from the train station.
Otherwise, she would have suggested talking somewhere closer to the station.
Just as Xu Jingya was about to say something to help everyone become more familiar with each other, she noticed her previously silent daughter looking directly at Ji Mo.
Her heart skipped a beat.
“So… you’re the nanny’s daughter?”
Li Wangshu spoke in an even, emotionless tone.
The smiles froze on everyone’s faces.
Ji Mo’s eyes instantly turned red.
“Big Sister, I know you don’t like me, but I’ve never even met the woman you’re talking about. The only parents I’ve ever known are Mom and Dad.”
Her tearful expression was enough to awaken anyone’s protective instincts.
She truly deserved her reputation as a top-tier innocent white lotus.
Too bad the title of this novel was “The Fake Heiress: White on the Outside, Black on the Inside, Who Turned the Wealthy Family Upside Down.”