Almighty Daughter Runs The World Chapter 3

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Mu Yourong gazed toward the spot where Ye Zhuo had vanished. A sinister light flickered in her eyes.

In this new timeline, she reigned as the school's most beautiful girl! She had finally become the true daughter of the Mu family!

Ye Zhuo was nothing but a poor wretch; how dare she rival Mu Yourong?

Even after departing from the Mu family, Ye Zhuo couldn't dodge her fate of serving as Mu Yourong’s stepping stone down the line.

After her rebirth, Mu Yourong mastered the art of pretense. Just moments before, she had acted heartbroken over parting with Ye Zhuo.

That scene twisted Shen Rong’s heart in agony!

The girl was perfect in every aspect, though her flaw might be excessive kindness.

Ye Zhuo had snatched everything that was hers, yet she couldn't bear to let go of the useless girl. Worse, she even suggested keeping Ye Zhuo as her sister…

“My dear child, I understand your kind heart won’t let her go. But someone like her doesn’t deserve it. Ye Zhuo is nothing but a spoiled, ungrateful wretch!” Shen Rong declared, then continued, “Oh yes, Yourong, how has your adoptive mother treated you all these years?”

“Back in freshman year of high school, I nearly quit school because my adoptive mother wouldn’t pay the fees. The principal finally waived tuition due to my excellent grades and let me stay. In elementary school, kids called me a unwanted bastard child…”

Mu Yourong choked back sobs as she spoke.

In reality, her adoptive mother had pampered her dearly, sparing her any suffering since childhood.

Even upon discovering Mu Yourong wasn’t her real daughter, she fretted over potential bullying in the Mu family and handed over her entire savings for Mu Yourong to stand tall.

Mu Yourong dared to spin such lies because no one present knew the facts. After all, only evil highlighted kindness in this world. Only plain leaves set off vibrant flowers. Those lowly folks existed just to make her shine.

Before Mu Yourong finished speaking, fury swept across the onlookers' faces!

From her words, it was easy to deduce that her adoptive mother had orchestrated the baby switch.

It mirrored the classic ‘Civet Cat Exchanged for Crown Prince’ tale perfectly!

Why else would her adoptive mother block her education? Clearly, she aimed to keep Mu Yourong ignorant and worthless.

What a repulsive woman!

Shen Rong wept as she embraced Mu Yourong. “My poor girl... how could she do that to you? So heartless.”

Mu Yourong patted Shen Rong’s back, her voice heavy with sorrow. “It’s okay. I’ve grown accustomed to it over the years. I’m not her real daughter, after all…”

“You’ve suffered so much, my child…” Shen Rong clutched Mu Yourong, her face full of guilt and pity.

Hidden from the crowd’s view, Mu Yourong’s lips curved into a smug grin. Her plan had succeeded.

Everything she craved in this life was now hers. Plus, she felt sure the enigmatic tycoon watched her from the shadows.

…

Guided by the original host’s memories, Ye Zhuo located the home of her true mother, Ye Shu.

Ye Shu dwelled in the cheapest basement apartment in Yunjing Province.

The area was a total mess, pitch-dark so day and night blurred together. Worst of all, a foul, moldy odor hung in the air.

Dinner hour had arrived just then. Old folks and kids from nearby homes ate standing at their doors. They eyed Ye Zhuo with curiosity as she appeared.

This was obviously a slum… so what brought someone like Ye Zhuo here?

The original owner of this body wore heavy makeup, exuding a dark, hostile vibe that hid her own potential glow.

Ye Zhuo stood apart. As a feared tech titan, even otherworldly leaders would bow to her. Despite the makeup, she radiated an unmatched superior presence.

Under the crowd’s intense stares, Ye Zhuo rapped on the firmly closed door.

“Thud thud thud.”

After what felt like ages, the door creaked open from within.

Ye Zhuo faced a frail middle-aged woman with deathly pale skin. She resembled a contemporary take on ‘Lam Mui-Mui,’ instantly evoking affection.

“Are... are you Zhuo Zhuo?” Ye Shu stared at Ye Zhuo in shock. She stood stunned for moments, eyes brimming with incredulity.

Ye Zhuo gazed at Ye Shu. “Mom, I’m back home.”

“What... what did you just call me?” Tears welled in Ye Shu’s eyes.

Only yesterday, Ye Shu had visited Ye Zhuo, who rejected her outright. Instead, Ye Zhuo had insulted her harshly, claiming no such shameful mother.

Ye Shu’s pain had been unbearable, yet she felt powerless.

With Ye Zhuo refusing her and the Mu family happy to keep raising the girl, Ye Shu had no choice but to leave her daughter behind.

Ye Shu never imagined Ye Zhuo would seek her out and call her ‘mom’ after merely a day!

Was this a dream?

Ye Shu had her own backstory.

At 19, she became pregnant with twins out of love.

Though carrying twins, the nurse announced one baby stillborn at birth.

After her daughter arrived, her once-loving partner disappeared without a trace—for 18 long years.

Police investigation revealed the truth.

His entire identity was fabricated—address, name, all fake. He was a smooth-talking scammer.

A silver-tongued philanderer.

Back then, an unwed 19-year-old mother shamed the family. Ye Shu’s parents planned to abandon the baby post-birth and arranged adoptive parents.

But Ye Shu couldn’t bear losing her infant daughter, so she left home with her against their wishes.

For years, Ye Shu toiled at odd jobs to support her child.

A lone mother’s path was tough, but she never abandoned her daughter or remarried.

Ye Zhuo embraced Ye Shu softly. “Sorry, Mom. I was foolish before. Forgive me; I’ll stay with you forever now.”

“It’s okay. You being home makes everything better.” Ye Shu sobbed happily, ushering Ye Zhuo inside. “Come in, Zhuo Zhuo. The place is rundown; please don’t mind.”

Compared to the Mu residence, the Ye family’s dim basement was beyond shabby—barely above slum level.

The living room spanned roughly 10 square meters, its white wallpaper yellowed with age, concrete floor splintered with cracks sans tiles. Dampness rose faintly from the ground.

A wobbly three-legged table sat in the corner, propped by a broken stick where the missing leg should be.

An ancient, unrecognizable TV cabinet held a black-and-white set, positioned before the table.

Ye Zhuo never thought such a relic would exist in this modern age.

Still, the room was tidy overall, free of odd smells. It showed Ye Shu’s neat habits at a glance.

“Zhuo... Zhuo Zhuo, drink some water.” Ye Shu poured her a glass.

“Thanks, Mom.” Ye Zhuo took the glass and sipped.

Ye Shu watched Ye Zhuo drink.

Her droopy, almond-shaped eyes—identical to Ye Zhuo’s—widened in surprise. Ye Zhuo had really transformed!

A few days back, Ye Shu had offered water just like this. Ye Zhuo’s response? She pinched her nose in disgust: “I wash my face with Evian, and you give me this to drink!? Trying to kill me?”

Ye Shu hadn’t known Evian then.

Later, she discovered it was premium mineral water.

But today, no trace of scorn appeared in Ye Zhuo’s gaze.

Though somewhat eased, Ye Shu remained cautious around Ye Zhuo. “Zhuo Zhuo, dinner’s soon. What do you want? I’ll make it.”

Ye Zhuo set down the glass, pondering seriously. “Mom, is there a shower here? I want to bathe first.”

With heavy makeup and booze reek clinging to her, Ye Zhuo craved a soothing shower to feel human again!