Hold the Young Sun

I am a real daughter, but on the first day I was admitted home, I was humiliated by a fake daughter. "Wen Chu, you have never drank from such an expensive bar. As long as you let Bai Yian take a sip, I will reward you with a bottle." I looked at the 17-year-old Bai Yian kneeling on the ground and realized that I was back ten years ago. At that time, I had just been recognized by the Su family, and I couldn't protect myself. In order to please the Su family, I was deceived by fake daughters. But this time, I pulled Bai Yian up from the ground: "Isn't it just two bottles of wine worth 200,000 yuan? I'll call my parents and ask my parents if my biological daughter is qualified to invite friends to drink." Facing the curious eyes of everyone, the fake daughter stammered and was at a loss. I stretched out my hand towards Bai Yian, the future business tycoon, with crooked eyebrows: "Hello Bai Yian, I am Wen Chu. Please give me your advice in the future."