A lucky, sweet and clingy soft girl x an older, smiling fox of a cool big sister
As usual, this is a short story of 150,000 characters, complete with a sweet ending.
Disclaimer: Not a single real heiress will be harmed.
Blurb:
Xu Heyi grew up in the Xu family and only learned at twenty that she was the fake heiress, switched at birth. By then, the real heiress had already spent twenty years suffering deep in the mountains.
Now it was time to swap their lives back.
So, to get used to life as a country girl, Xu Heyi went to live with the real heiress in a signal-free mountain village. Together, they fed chickens, worked the fields, and cleaned out the manure...
Cleaned... out... the... manure...
Absolutely not!!!
Xu Heyi escaped by plane in the middle of the night.
There were so many mosquitoes in the mountains, snakes often appeared, and no matter how many masks she wore, she couldn't cover up the stench of the outhouse. The fake heiress had been pampered in the Xu family for years. She couldn't handle any of it.
But where could she run?
Go home? No. She had to remember she was the fake heiress. She couldn't keep usurping someone else's place. She had to give her wealthy mother and gentle aunt back to the real heiress!
She planned to find a job and give half her wages to the real heiress as compensation.
But before she could get anywhere, she was already on the streets.
Well, it wasn't exactly that she couldn't find work. She was pretty enough, and before she knew it, a gorgeous woman passing by in a Cayenne had taken a fancy to her.
And so Xu Heyi, a soft and pitiful dodder vine, naturally latched onto this big tree of a woman.
As she got into the woman's passenger seat, Xu Heyi texted her family: Sorry, Mom, Auntie, and Sis. I've gone into the business QAQ
The older woman's perspective: Qu Zhen had a fiancée ten years younger than her, sweet and well-behaved, who followed her around every day calling her Big Sis.
Later, after a family upheaval, the two lost contact for ten years. One day, Qu Zhen happened to pass by and saw her little fiancée, whom she'd only ever seen in photographs, crouching by the roadside, looking utterly pitiful.
Her heart stirred, and she took the girl home.
Calling it what it was: keeping her as a mistress.
Theme: Don't let waiting become a regret