The Elder Mrs. Su was apprehensive. "If that’s the case," she said, "they and I will be completely estranged."
"They have never truly cared for you, yet you are always thinking of them. Madam, haven’t you suffered enough indignities over the years? They all see it, but have they ever said anything?"
The maid’s words dispelled the Elder Mrs. Su’s last doubts.
They had found ten orphans on the very day Su Kexin was brought back to the Su Family.
They drew blood from Su Junxian and Su Junzhe, and also collected their skin and hair samples. These were then used to give the orphans blood transfusions and new hair transplants.
They erased all traces that could prove the orphans’ original identities, leaving only markers of the Su Family.
Several children died during the experints, but one ultimately succeeded, leaving only one perfect replica.
When Su Qinnuan found herself surrounded by a throng of dia at her doorstep, she knew her part was about to begin.
Su Qinnuan was the na Fu Bing had once used.
At that ti, Su Jiang and Han Liying had hoped she would spend her life imrsed in the care and warmth of her family.
But things did not go as wished.
When Su Jiang heard the na "Su Qinnuan," his brow twitched.
As he looked at the face on the screen, which bore a resemblance to Han Liying, he felt disoriented for a mont.
Trending search terms snowballed incessantly on the screen.
#SuQinnuanTheLostChildOfSuFamily#
#TheOnlyPrincessOfTheSuFamilyHasReturnedHo#
This news shocked everyone online.
Netizens who didn’t know the truth were happily munching on their taphorical popcorn.
The dia published details of Su Qinnuan’s life over the years online.
Even after leaving the Su Family, Su Qinnuan had lived very well.
At school, she was a top student, excelling in both academics and character.
After starting her career, she beca a high-level executive in a company—smart, confident, and generous.
Su Qinnuan was startled by the sudden onslaught of dia journalists.
But she quickly composed herself in front of the caras.
"Is this so kind of prank?" she asked, puzzled.
"According to our inside information, you are the long-lost daughter of the Su Family. What are your thoughts on this?"
"I don’t have any thoughts. Sorry, but I have a eting this morning, and I’ll be late if I don’t leave now," Su Qinnuan said, clearly not believing it.
The reporter persisted, "As the sole daughter of the top-tier Su Family, you will beco a wealthy heiress once confird, with more money than you can spend. You won’t have to work hard ever again."
Su Qinnuan smiled politely. "My friend, I slept very well last night, so I’m certainly not daydreaming. Please don’t interfere with my work and normal life. Excuse ."
Clutching her bag, Su Qinnuan quickly made her way through the crowd and dashed downstairs.
She had bought a small Volkswagen Polo two years ago, using it for daily commutes, and would ride in her boss’s million-dollar luxury car for business trips.
Su Qinnuan finally breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the dia reporters weren’t following her.
She knew what she had to do.
And she knew how to do it without blocking her own future path.
Aside from being an impostor Su Qinnuan, she was still herself.
She had originally accepted that inhuman contract just to survive.
Over the years, she had carefully maneuvered, trying to increase the value of the cards in her hand with her limited resources.
Her smooth life and work had gradually made her forget her other identity.
She hadn’t expected it to begin so abruptly.
No matter what that person intended, she had to skillfully navigate her life and keep it stable.
She absolutely couldn’t be dragged into this ss; she would only do what she was willing to do.
She would die before doing anything that laid a trap for her own future!
When Su Qinnuan arrived at her company, she found another group of journalists waiting for her, and this ti, it was a live broadcast.
Rage was already evident on Su Qinnuan’s face.
"Excuse , doesn’t a living person deserve so privacy? I respect the difficulty of your work, but I ask you to respect , my company, and my colleagues!"
Seeing this, netizens couldn’t help but voice their support for Su Qinnuan.
"When will these idiotic reporters learn to respect people?"
"They just throw around baseless claims about her being the Su family’s lost heiress and expect her to cooperate? In their eyes, ordinary people should just kneel and lick their boots, right? If we don’t, we don’t deserve to live?"
Seeing that they had no intention of dispersing, Su Qinnuan grabbed the microphone from the reporter closest to her.
"I think I need to make it clear: I’ve been an orphan for as long as I can rember. I have no relatives and survived on state subsidies and the kindness of neighbors."
"Since junior high, I’ve had endless part-ti jobs, and it’s only now that I’ve managed to save a little. I am certain that aside from sharing the last na ’Su,’ I have nothing in common with the Su Family."
"I implore you all to stop disturbing my work. It’s not easy for an ordinary person to have a decent job."
Desperately, Su Qinnuan looked toward a male colleague passing by for help.
A few male colleagues pushed through the crowd to escort her into the company.
Her boss, Shen Yue, directly grabbed her wrist and pulled her through the company entrance.
Then, without hesitation, he shut the company doors.
Su Qinnuan let out a heavy sigh of relief at this scene.
"Sorry for the trouble, everyone."
Shen Yue looked at the crowd that still hadn’t dispersed, puzzled. "Have you offended soone recently?"
"No. Aren’t I always working overti with you at the company? I rarely even go ho."
Su Qinnuan was a designer at an architectural firm, holding positions as a first-class architect and a first-class structural designer. She held several roles within the company.
The company was currently handling a major project, so she almost always worked overti until 10 p.m. before heading ho.
Shen Yue asked, "The Su Family’s youngest daughter has been missing for so many years. How did they suddenly find you?"
Su Qinnuan shook her head. "I have no idea. I don’t think I look like a wealthy heiress at all."
"For the next few days, take my car. Don’t go anywhere alone."
"That doesn’t seem appropriate."
"What’s inappropriate about it? I’m unattached, and so are you. There’d be nothing wrong even if we were to live together, let alone share a car. Or... have you taken a liking to ?"
When Shen Yue said the last sentence, his expression was very wary.
Su Qinnuan rolled her eyes in a most unladylike manner.
"No corporate slave would fall in love with their boss. Please have a clear understanding of this."
"That’s reassuring to hear," he said.
Despite this, all of Su Qinnuan’s information was still posted online.
She had an impressive resu; a typical bleak start had blossod into a royal flush.
Netizens suddenly found themselves hoping that she really was the Su Family’s lost daughter.
After all, the forr Su Kexin had very little in common with the image of a distinguished lady.
Su Junxian’s face darkened.
Seeing the news, Su Junhui’s expression also turned very grim.
He called Su Junxian. "Big Brother, this is too coincidental. Soone must be orchestrating this from behind the scenes."
"I know," Su Junxian said, massaging his temples. "How is your doctoral advisor doing?"
"He’s fine. He said he had already sent Xiaobing detailed files of all his cases from over the years, wanting Xiaobing to expose them personally, but Xiaobing hasn’t made a move. The recent controversies about him were all fabricated."
"This situation with Su Qinnuan is probably related to your advisor being slandered," Su Junxian stated firmly.
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