After the Fragile Real Heiress Came Home, the Fake Heiress Lost It

I’m quite literally made of glass.

When I was seven, my desk mate snatched my eraser and shoved me hard.

I broke my right shoulder on the spot. My desk mate’s parents were so terrified that they apologized profusely and paid 200,000 yuan on the spot.

When I was fifteen, a fat orange cat owned by a wealthy businessman jumped off a wall and landed on my lower leg.

I fractured my tibia, developed complications, and ended up in the ICU.

On top of covering my medical bills, the businessman donated three million yuan to the welfare home.

The director started treating me like a god of wealth.

Now that I’m eighteen, my biological parents have finally brought me home.