The Real Heiress Returned to Her Wealthy Family, So I Ran Away with My Golden Finger

My name is Yu Shuang. Today is the third day since the Yu family took me back as their long-lost heiress. They sent a gleaming black car to pick me up. The driver, dressed in a crisp uniform, opened the door and said respectfully, though without much warmth, "Miss Yu Shuang, Sir and Madam, along with Miss Wanqing, are all waiting for you to come home for dinner." Wanqing. The fake heiress who had lived a life of luxury in my place for twenty-one years. I stood still, holding the piping-hot jianbing guozi I'd just bought on the street corner. Steam had fogged up the plastic bag. The driver frowned, probably thinking I looked rather shabby. "Miss, please get in."