Who Is the Real Daughter: Miss Lin Takes No Nonsense After Her Rebirth Chapter 1

Wedding music from the luxurious hotel echoed through the air, with the grand staircase starkly showcasing Lin Yin’s wretched appearance. Beyond this door, Su Fei and her fiancé Zheng Chao were exchanging vows. Laughter and cheers resounded inside, while the unkempt Lin Yin lingered outside.

“Beautiful bride, are you willing to marry the man before you? Whether in poverty or wealth, health or sickness, will you remain at his side forever?”

Su Fei fluttered her eyes and flashed her trademark alluring smile. “I do,” she replied bashfully.

With the ceremony drawing to a close, Lin Yin shoved the door open with desperate force. She entered like a streak of shadow ripping through the brilliance, prompting all guests to turn toward her. Spotting Lin Yin, a fleeting look of alarm crossed Su Fei’s features. She never imagined Lin Yin would show up at the wedding. The previous day’s disgrace was meant to push her to suicide right then, averting any future issues, but Su Fei had sorely miscalculated.

Whispers among the guests already speculated about this nude woman’s identity.

“I heard she’s the real Lin family daughter who got swapped out. She and Su Fei were exchanged as children.”

“Never thought she’d stoop so low as to crash her sister’s wedding!”

“Just like the rumors claim!”

“No wonder they despise her. She only has herself to blame...”

Through the cutting murmurs, Lin Yin strode directly toward the bride.

Guilt made Su Fei shrink back in terror. Zheng Chao blocked Lin Yin with contempt, shielding the innocent and gentle Su Fei as if Lin Yin were some beast.

At last! Su Fei exclaimed, “Sister, why are you in this state? Where did you disappear to last night? I saw you leave with that guy. I looked everywhere but couldn’t find you. Where are your clothes? It’s so distressing!”

Lin Yin’s spirit had long turned numb. Ignoring the performance, she replied icily, “Su Fei, my dear sister, don’t you know what you set up? You’re the one who directed me to those men’s rooms.”

Feigning utter shock, Su Fei’s pretense was impeccable. She truly was the schemer who’d masqueraded as a white lotus [1. The term “white lotus” is Internet slang that refers to someone, usually a woman, who pretends to be sweet and innocent while often engaging in manipulation and scheming.] for over a decade.

Zheng Chao could no longer hold back. “Don’t push it! You’re still accusing your sister for your own deeds. If I hadn’t switched hotels yesterday, you’d have sneaked into my bed! Who knows what schemes you’re plotting!”

Fresh scandalous chatter erupted among the guests, filling the venue with scornful remarks. They hadn’t foreseen that the Su Family had nurtured this shameless wretch, devoid of manners or shame, resorting to vile tricks to steal their brother-in-law. Tsk tsk, once this leaked, the Su Family would dominate the headlines.

The Su parents appeared deeply humiliated as well. Su Zhen bellowed furiously, “You’re unworthy to attend Su Fei’s wedding. Scram!”

Lin Yin’s heart quaked. “Your adopted daughter hired four thugs to degrade me yesterday. I barely survived, yet now my own father tells me to leave.”

Chu Yun paled in horror and struck Lin Yin across the face. “Shut your lies! You shameless brat! Defaming your sister like this!”

Indeed. How could delicate Su Fei, like a timid bunny, commit such acts? Only lowborn Lin Yin would stoop that low.

The slap’s red imprint on Lin Yin’s cheek blended seamlessly with her tattered attire, perfectly suiting her dire straits.

“Yes, I came from humble origins. But why was I born that way? What were you doing when I got switched?”

“Your precious Su Fei. She usurped my life. I should be the one standing here! Your true daughter!”

Unable to bear more, Su Zhen lashed out with a kick to Lin Yin’s abdomen. She stumbled and collapsed. The heavily made-up woman ahead recoiled hastily, snapping her stiletto heel, which stabbed into Lin Yin’s pale arm. Pain meant nothing to Lin Yin anymore—what was there to fear? Even rising, the heel remained embedded.

No trace of pity showed in Su Zhen’s gaze, only revulsion, intensifying further. He hadn’t anticipated his daughter resembling anything human now, yet he didn’t so much as wince.

The woman’s cloying whine rang in her ears. “How disgusting! My shoe’s ruined!”

“Dirty shoe? My body’s been tainted by Miss Su Fei’s toxin long ago. No washing can cleanse it now.”

“Toxin?”

“Else why did the heel sink in so effortlessly? I’m already teetering on death’s edge. Su Fei, don’t they realize your cruelty yet?”

Su Fei abruptly fluttered her large, innocent eyes. Despite her meticulous grooming and heavy layers of eye makeup, she remained utterly outshone by Lin Yin.

Su Fei cried out, “You... you’re slandering me! I’ve always treated you like my own sister! You ate the poison yourself! It has nothing to do with me!”

Upon noticing her lapse in composure, Su Fei drew in a deep breath and resumed her customary gentle air. Softly, she remarked, “Sister, I know you’ve always envied me and secretly fancy Zheng Chao. I can give you anything else, but not him. You wouldn’t resent me this way, would you? What good comes from telling such lies?”