Chapter 44 The Deceived Girl in the 1970s: Fake vs. Real Daughter Story (44)

Xiaoxiao’s hunch turned out to be absolutely correct. The kids really were called in for a parent-teacher meeting.

What else could she do? Sure, the chubby kid did pull her daughter’s pigtails first, but her own sons really did gang up and beat the poor boy up—three against one. She could only apologize.

And since the kids didn’t want to go to school anyway, and honestly, they were still young—the matter settled itself. After all, kindergartens in this era didn’t really teach anything. The teachers just watched over the children and played with them.

Thus, the triplets’ very first attempt at schooling ended there.

Of course, back at home, whenever Xiaoxiao, Chen Zhibin, or Father Chen had free time, they would teach the kids themselves.

As a result, the three kids ended up knowing quite a lot and frequently looked down on other children for being “too dumb.”

By the time Xiaoxiao and Chen Zhibin graduated college, the triplets went straight into primary school and even skipped grades. They finished all six years in just two. The whole Chen family was bursting with pride.

In any case, Xiaoxiao felt her life in this world was incredibly happy.

After graduation, Chen Zhibin left his job to go into business. He started a transportation company, which eventually became a logistics enterprise—a leader in its field.

As for Xiaoxiao, she successfully fulfilled her dream: she became a well-known author and editor and even achieved her previous-life parents’ wish, which was becoming a university professor.

Looking at the now silver-haired Chen Zhibin by her side, Xiaoxiao couldn’t help but smile. He had truly treated her well for a lifetime.

She never would’ve thought, back when she first arrived in this world, that she would actually find happiness here.

She rarely thought about the plot of the original novel anymore, but maybe because she was getting older, memories from the past surfaced more often.

She remembered how, when she first started university, Ye Huimei actually showed up on campus.

Ye Huimei had come to confront her, asking why she wasn’t sending money or supplies to the Li family, accusing her of causing the death of her “biological parents.”

It was then that Xiaoxiao finally realized if it hadn’t been for her in the past lifetime, Father Li and Mother Li really wouldn’t have survived.

She didn’t feel much about it—just that it was what they deserved.

In her original life, the Li couple had bled the original host dry without a trace of gratitude. They had acted high and mighty, as if marrying her off to a divorced man was a kindness.

Xiaoxiao wanted to laugh. She wondered—if Father Li and Mother Li could have known about both lifetimes, what would they think?

Back at the university, many people criticized her, but Chen Zhibin had stood up for her and revealed the truth. Thanks to him, those moralizing bystanders never even gave her the chance to speak.

She had once wanted to storm in and confront everything herself, but in the end, Chen Zhibin hadn’t even given her the chance—he protected her from the frontlines.

Later, when they both found success in their careers, Father Ye and Mother Ye came crawling back, wanting to reconcile.

When Xiaoxiao ignored them, they went on TV—instigated by Ye Huimei—to cry their hearts out, accusing Xiaoxiao of being an ungrateful wretch. They claimed they had raised her painstakingly and that just because she wasn’t their biological daughter, she was now heartless.

It didn’t cause much actual damage, but it was a nuisance. After all, there were always “morality police” eager to guilt-trip victims to satisfy their own self-righteousness.

Xiaoxiao didn’t tolerate it. She went public with the full truth and gained a huge wave of public sympathy.

Some people still said she was living a good life now and should at least provide a little money for her “foster parents” to retire, but she didn’t care.

She’d rather donate her money to rural schools than give a cent to those people.

If it hadn’t been so long, and if Father Li and Mother Li weren’t already dead, and if she could’ve gotten solid evidence of the child-switch, she would’ve gladly sent the Ye family to prison.

That was her one regret.

Ye Huimei, despite being reborn in this life, had again tried to ride Xiaoxiao’s coattails instead of working hard on her own. She ended up once again becoming a mistress to some wealthy man and met the same tragic end.

But this time, there was no “foolish” Xiaoxiao to save her. She died early.

Father Ye and Mother Ye also met miserable ends. Whether it was people who cared about Chen Zhibin and Xiaoxiao or those who wanted to curry favor with them, everyone made life difficult for the Ye family.

They lost their jobs early, failed at business, got swindled out of everything, and ended up penniless.

The Ye brothers all blamed their parents for provoking Xiaoxiao for Ye Huimei’s sake. The family fell into ruin in their old age.

Xiaoxiao was very satisfied.

Sure enough, without the original host’s foolish sacrifice, even if she herself didn’t retaliate, those people wouldn’t have lived well anyway.

She felt that this lifetime had been wonderfully fulfilling. All her dreams had come true.

She didn’t know if there would be another life after this one or if she would return to her original world. But if she could, she wanted to tell her parents, “Stop pressuring me to get married. Your daughter has already been married in another world, and she lived a very happy life.”

She had three wonderful children who were all more accomplished than she was.

One inherited Chen Zhibin’s company, one started his own business and became successful, and her daughter became a superstar in the entertainment industry.

Why did she end up becoming a screenwriter?

Because her second son was so filial. He wanted to turn her stories into TV shows and movies—he had his own entertainment company, after all.

Xiaoxiao didn’t want other people to butcher her work, so she started adapting them herself.

And her daughter? She got into acting thanks to Xiaoxiao too.

Everyone in the family had read her stories—especially the novels. They were household favorites.

One time, Xiaoxiao wrote a xianxia (immortal cultivation) novel. Her daughter read about all the ethereal settings, handsome men, and graceful beauties—and wanted to become a little fairy herself.

So she begged her second brother to let her act.

What could Chen Siyu do? Of course he fulfilled his little sister’s wish and arranged for her to join a production. As long as she was happy.

Unexpectedly, she fell in love with acting and eventually became a superstar.

As Xiaoxiao reminisced, sleepiness washed over her. She softly called Zhibin’s name but got no response. Then, she closed her eyes.

She felt her soul drifting out of her body.

She saw her silver-haired old man still insisting on handling all her funeral arrangements himself.

Then, after everything was done, he collapsed too. Sadly, she never saw his soul.

She watched as her children grieved over losing both parents.

She wished she could comfort them, but there was nothing she could do.

After Chen Zhibin was buried, her consciousness completely faded away.

Before she lost awareness, Xiaoxiao had only one thought left:

If only I could see Mother and Father one more time… Just to tell them—I really lived a good life.