The Substitute Refuses to Become the Real Deal

My entire family thinks I’m crude and worthless, fit only to be a stepping stone for the fake heiress. At my engagement banquet, they forced me to drink wine laced with drugs, hoping to humiliate me in front of everyone. I smiled and raised my glass. “This toast is to the sixteen years of ‘care’ you’ve given me.” As the drug took effect, the real young master suddenly burst in and swept me into his arms. “Allow me to introduce my little sister, who disappeared sixteen years ago. Have you all been taking ‘good’ care of her?”