Who Is the Real Daughter: Miss Lin Takes No Nonsense After Her Rebirth Chapter 5

Chapter 5: Rebirth

With disgust, Chu Yun cleared the blood and injuries from her face. “Don’t bring up that b*tch anymore. She doesn’t deserve to be your sister.”

Su Zhen declared publicly as well, “I, Su Zhen, have no such daughter. Lin Yin wasn’t taken by mistake. I raised her for eight years and showed her all the kindness I could!”

“Yet I always saw her as my real sister, even after she hurt me...” Tears streamed down Su Fei’s face as she sobbed, while guests consoled the fragile, gentle girl.

“You’re a good kid, not at fault at all. Such a kind-hearted child!”

“Feifei, your gentleness is too much. That vile Lin Yin exploited it...”

“No need to blame yourself. It’s fortunate she met such an end...”

Su Lin stepped up to embrace Su Fei. She rested against his shoulder, sobbing, her body shaking his. Everyone found her utterly endearing.

Hidden from view, a cunning glint flickered in Su Fei’s eyes.

She vowed to grip tightly what was hers and let no one steal it. Real daughter or not, hadn’t she still been defeated?

Su Fei appeared heartbroken on the surface, but inside, joy surged through her.

As Su Lin held Su Fei close, he silently cursed Lin Yin. That hateful girl had nearly killed the one he cherished most. Luckily, he’d intervened swiftly to shield Su Fei...

“What to do with the body?” someone finally asked.

“Toss it out for the dogs. Burying that filth would be wasteful...” Su Zhen replied coldly without looking back.

“I never want to see this filthy thing again!” Chu Yun refused to dwell on it. She just wanted to rush Su Fei to the hospital. “Handle it however you like!”

With those words, she signaled the guests to vacate the hotel.

In the end, her own parents treated her this way, as if she were no better than a stray dog, full of impatience.

She’d made countless errors, but returning to her family stood as her life’s gravest mistake.

Born in the slums, the old Lin Yin had glowed with confidence and brilliance.

Once in the Su Family, she turned timid and self-doubting, too scared to raise her voice. Even when friends turned on her, she’d only weep alone in some deserted spot.

She’d imagined every possible fate, yet never dreamed she’d perish at her family’s hands like this. Her entire existence had become a farce!

A throbbing ache split Lin Yin’s head. Souls could feel agony and bear lasting wounds too. Gazing at her form, she felt no attachment to depart.

Poisoned and tormented already, prolonged life meant more suffering. Why cling to it?

The guests scattered, leaving silence behind.

Lin Yin’s chilled body lay on the icy floor. Nearby stood a man in a black suit, strikingly handsome with a towering build. His icy expression held model-like perfection. Watching the pitiful girl, he instructed his companion, “Take her to the funeral home, arrange everything properly. Purchase a gravesite.”

“May your next life spare you such trampling.”

She’d pinned her hopes on the ruthless Su Family, only for them to deny her even a burial.

Lin Yin figured without this stranger, she’d have been discarded in the streets.

A prolonged blackout gripped Lin Yin’s awareness.

After the striking man departed, Lin Yin blacked out again. Somehow, her eyes fluttered open to the slums of eight years prior.

Sunlight pierced through shattered glass onto her face. Lin Yin squinted against it. Adjusting to the brightness, she spotted the torn calendar on the wall—today marked the day the Su Family came for her.

Time rewound to her 18th year, when she rejoined the Su Family.

Hadn’t she died? Lin Yin pinched her skin; the sharp pain felt utterly real. Moments later, soft knocks sounded on the weathered wooden door.

“Is Missy home?” The warm voice belonged to Aunt Li, Chu Yun’s housekeeper, as Lin Yin instantly knew.

For all the Su Family’s wickedness, Aunt Li remained their one true gem—kind, adorable, always good to her without a hint of malice. Even under Chu Yun’s commands to hurt Lin Yin, she’d never acted cruelly.

Lin Yin owed her deep thanks for the secret aid that eased her pains.

Riding in the lavish car toward the Su Family, Lin Yin felt none of the prior thrill or jitters. A fierce blaze ignited in her heart. This time, she’d reclaim all that was rightfully hers.