Chapter 153: The Real and Fake Daughters Who Were Switched at Birth – 12

If it hadn’t been for the system’s reminder, Xie Hui wouldn’t have remembered that there was still someone named President Yu among the people he knew.

Mainly because they hadn’t had much business interaction, and Xie Hui had always looked down on President Yu’s character, their relationship had gradually faded over time.

The Yu family’s company wasn’t doing well these days, while the Xie family had been thriving under Xie Hui’s leadership. The gap between the two families had already grown significantly.

Recently, the Yu family had been trying to find opportunities to collaborate with Xie Hui, but he had always politely declined.

This time, President Yu came knocking himself, warmly greeting Xie Hui. But after hearing the reason for his visit, the smile on his face faded noticeably.

After delivering his threat, Xie Hui left feeling refreshed and satisfied.

Meanwhile, Yu Xiang had just finished class. He had previously added a friend of Xie Qianjin on WeChat, and now that person messaged him, saying Xie Qianjin was waiting for him at a nearby martial arts club.

As soon as Yu Xiang saw the message, he handed his things to his roommate and couldn’t resist showing off where he was going before heading out.

When he arrived and saw Xie Qianjin dressed in loose sportswear, she smiled as she walked toward him.

“I heard you were looking for me?”

“Yeah, I’ve got something to talk to you about.”

Xie Qianjin was annoyed by this guy—especially after hearing rumors that both she and Yuyu liked the same person.

Her dad had taught her: even if you want to hit someone, you need a proper excuse.

She’d heard that Yu Xiang had learned taekwondo before, so this was the perfect chance to vent her frustration under a legitimate pretense.

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When Yu Xiang returned, he looked like a wreck. But when he saw Yuan Yu standing under the shade of a tree in a pink, knee-length dress, his eyes lit up.

“Yuan Yu, are you waiting for me?”

Yuan Yu, wearing earphones, heard someone call her name. She took one earbud out and frowned.

“Could you spend less time fantasizing and more time studying?”

Yu Xiang was stunned. He hadn’t expected the usually gentle Yuan Yu to speak to him like that.

He quickly recovered and, almost instinctively, assumed she was upset because he’d been in a fight. He rushed to explain:

“I—I didn’t fight.”

“What does that have to do with me? It’s not like it’s my body.”

As soon as Yuan Yu said that, she noticed the look in his eyes grow more intense.

“Yuyu, I knew it. You’re the one who truly cares about me. Not like your sister—she’s as cold as a rock.”

Before, she had just found him annoying. Now, Yuan Yu wanted to punch him.

“Why would I care about you? Who are you to comment on my sister’s temper? She treats a stray dog better than she treats you!”

“Get lost. You’re blocking the way.”

When Yuan Yu saw her sister appear at the corner of the street, her eyes lit up and she ran toward her, grumbling about Yu Xiang the whole way.

They both thought that would be the end of it.

But that very night, Yu Xiang showed up outside their dorm building with candles, a bouquet of flowers, and a loudspeaker to confess his love.

Onlookers found it romantic, but Xie Qianjin, the one being confessed to, was thoroughly disgusted.

Yu Xiang even got the same friend who had added her on WeChat to knock on her door and ask her to come down. When she did, the crowd buzzed with excitement.

Especially when Xie Qianjin reached out and took the bouquet from Yu Xiang—screams and cheers nearly drowned out her voice.

With a cold expression, Xie Qianjin took the flowers and smashed them into Yu Xiang’s face in front of everyone.

The crowd fell silent, stunned by the sudden turn of events.

“I told you, I have no interest in dating. If you didn’t hear me the first time, I’ll say it again: stop using your so-called affection to disrupt my life.”

With that, Xie Qianjin turned and went back upstairs.

After what happened that night, she didn’t care how others saw her.

Her dad had told her: if you live for other people’s approval, you’ll be miserable your whole life.

Yu Xiang, humiliated in public, returned to his dorm and tried messaging Yuan Yu. He figured, with her gentle nature, she’d comfort him at least a little.

To his surprise, the WeChat account he had added during a previous event now showed he’d been blocked.

Later that night, after taking a shower, Yu Xiang received a message from his father: stay on campus and focus on your studies. If he dared to bother that girl again, his father would break his legs.

After that incident, Xie Qianjin thought she had handled things firmly enough that Yu Xiang wouldn’t dare bother her again. Yuan Yu was also quite pleased, thinking she wasn’t as soft as her mother claimed.

When trouble came her way, she could be fierce enough to curse someone into leaving her alone.

Xie Hui never mentioned that he had gone straight to Yu Xiang’s father behind the scenes.

He thought both his daughters were beautiful and outstanding, but that didn’t give some punk like Yu Xiang any excuse to get ideas.

The biggest difference between humans and beasts is that humans know how to restrain themselves.

When Xie Qianjin didn’t have classes, she would work as her father’s secretary, learning how to manage the company.

At school, she arrived in luxury cars, dressed head-to-toe in designer brands, with no intention of hiding her wealth.

Because she was so busy, she didn’t have many close friends.

But while accompanying her father to meet with business partners and attending various banquets, she did make a few good connections.

They shared similar interests, goals, and backgrounds. All future heirs, they could talk about everything from investment strategies to fashion and makeup.

After majoring in dance, Yuan Yu joined an opera troupe in her junior year and became a professional dancer.

Her career developed well, but because of her packed schedule of performances and training, she had less and less time to spend with her sister.

Meanwhile, Yuan Huan was still working as a housekeeper in the villa.

She had worked hard her whole life. With her savings, she could’ve bought a home and retired comfortably. But she just couldn’t sit still. As long as she could still work, she wanted to earn more to save up for her daughter.

Back then, she had the courage to divorce for her daughter’s sake. And now, her daughter was still the most important person in her life.

After her divorce, many people had tried to set her up with someone new.

But since Xie Hui had taken such good care of her daughter, and she was afraid that remarrying and having another child might cause her to neglect Yuyu, she turned down every offer.

Yuan Huan was just an ordinary mother with simple hopes—she wanted to give her daughter the best of everything she had.

As a servant of the Xie family, there were things she couldn’t say out loud, but in her heart, she had come to see Xie Qianjin as her own daughter too.

She planned that when she could no longer work, she’d split her life savings in two and give each girl a dowry.

Coming from a place that favored sons over daughters, Yuan Huan’s thinking was straightforward. She hadn’t been educated, barely knew how to read, and her mindset was still rooted in the past.

She just believed that if she worked hard and saved enough, her daughter would never have to bow her head for money when she got married.

After the girls grew up, Xie Hui rarely returned to the villa. He was away on business trips most of the time, and when he was tired, he’d just sleep in the comfortable rest area he had set up at the company.

Before Xie Qianjin even graduated from college, she had already taken her father’s place at the company.

In a sharp business suit, with chin-length hair and a commanding presence, she stood out in any crowd.

After joining the opera troupe, Yuan Yu quickly became one of the most popular classical dancers, thanks to her natural talent.

With her gentle, non-threatening classical beauty—slim but not fragile, and a face that elders often called “blessed”—she captivated audiences.

Once she started performing, edited clips of her flooded video platforms like mushrooms after the rain.

Even though her personal account had only ever posted a single self-introduction video, it didn’t stop her popularity from skyrocketing. Many people even lamented why she hadn’t joined the entertainment industry to save the endlessly twirling costume dramas.

The buzz got so out of hand that Yuan Yu’s opera troupe had to release a video of her personally responding.

“First of all, thank you all for your support. But I’m sorry—I just want to dance. I don’t have any other plans.”

Rather than calming the hype, the video only made it worse. Dressed in a pale blue dance outfit, bare-faced with skin so smooth it looked like it could drip water, Yuan Yu made hearts flutter even more.

People used to describe her as a gentle lily. Now, more and more fans compared her to a rare orchid blooming deep in the mountains.

She had just been an ordinary dancer, but thanks to a fan-made edit and a public clarification from her troupe, the spotlight on her only grew brighter.

While others might have used the buzz to their advantage, Yuan Yu did the exact opposite—she didn’t even step out of the opera troupe’s dormitory, keeping an unbelievably low profile.

That was, until one day… a paparazzi account posted a video.

XX Entertainment Insider: LMAO, this is the “pure as an orchid in a secluded valley” classical dancer you all worship? Wondering why she’s not riding the wave of her recent fame? Because she already used it to snag herself a big boss. You think she cares about whatever her fans can offer?

The video showed a luxury car pulling up outside the opera troupe dorms at around 10 p.m. A man in a suit got out, gave Yuan Yu a hug, and the two of them got into the car together.

The footage was a bit blurry, not revealing too many details, but someone managed to identify the car—it started at ten million yuan.

And the two people in the video? Their body language was definitely intimate. The usually aloof and icy Yuan Yu looked completely different—between the dorm entrance and the luxury car, she was practically bouncing with joy like a little kid, hopping every few steps.