I Laughed the Day the Fake Daughter Came to Our Door to Recognize Her.

When I was five years old, my mother gave birth to a younger sister. I waited behind the screen outside the delivery room and saw with my own eyes that Mrs. Wen secretly changed my sister's swaddling clothes. I didn't say anything, and when she was called away by her husband, I secretly brought my sister back. Fifteen years later, a disgraced girl knelt in front of the Zhenguo Palace and cried heartbrokenly: Dad! Mother! I am your biological daughter! This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.