My name is Ji Zhiyu. I’m fifteen, and the most “socially anxious” kid at the orphanage in Suixian.
I always felt like the world had forgotten me, until one day, a woman held me tightly in her arms, crying as she said, “My precious girl, Mom has finally found you.”
Me: ???
It was only later that I learned I wasn’t some unwanted, pitiful child. I was the real daughter of the Ji family, missing for thirteen years.
My grandfather is a big shot whose every stomp makes the capital tremble, and my father is the chairman of a publicly listed company.
When I first came home, I didn’t even know how to use a steak knife and fork, so Dad tried cooking for me himself. I was too shy to speak, so my older sister pulled me into her arms and gave me a limited-edition handbag as my “courage booster.” I had never seen snow, so my second older brother spent the whole day playing with me and told me, “You deserve to have it all.”
I used to think I was a weed that had been cast aside, never imagining that my family had spent thirteen whole years searching for me.
And during all thirteen years at the orphanage, I had secretly dreamed of going home.
Now, I’m back.
The things I once never dared to hope for, the things I had longed for with all my heart, have finally come true.
From now on, I can finally be whoever I want to be.
