Don't Lie to Your Therapist—She Already Knows Your Fate

[Koi Carp Lives in My House] [I Am the True Young Miss] [Look at Me, Rich Lady]

Of the three lottery winners, only Ye Xinyue had sent her address to Wen Ying right away. She received the Good Luck Talisman, and that led to everything that followed. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

[I Am the True Young Miss] gazed at the inky blackness of the night outside her window before turning her attention back to the tens of thousands of viewers on her phone.

[I’ve always wanted to ask everyone a question. What’s more important: blood ties, or the way you were raised?]

[Young Miss, didn’t you just win the lottery? How can you have troubles like this already?]

[I think blood is the most important. After all, without blood ties, how would any of us have come into this world?]

[Well, I think being raised by someone is more important. Lots of people give birth and just abandon their kids. What right do they have to call themselves parents?]

[Nothing is absolute. You have to judge based on the specific situation, so I don’t think there’s a right answer to this question. Blood is important, but so is the kindness of those who raise you.]

[There’s a common saying that the gift of upbringing is greater than the gift of birth. I used to believe that too, but now I say, what a load of fucking bullshit! For those kids who get abducted, who’s more important? Their birth parents, or the ’adoptive’ parents who bought them? The buyer is as guilty as the seller!]

[I Am the True Young Miss] watched everyone’s comments, a myriad of thoughts swirling in her mind. She had been suppressing this for a very long time.

[To be honest with you all, my life is as dramatic as a novel. I’m one of those abducted children. My birth parents’ family is what you would consider a wealthy clan, but the place I grew up was a rural village that heavily favored boys over girls. I even had to help them raise their son. Maybe heaven couldn’t bear to watch, because my birth parents eventually found me. But that’s when things took a dramatic turn.

After they lost me, my parents adopted a girl and poured all their money and time into raising her. She was exceptional from a young age, a true ’young miss’ in everyone’s eyes, just like in a novel. She wore expensive clothes, attended pricey private schools, had private tutors, and pursued all sorts of hobbies. To everyone else, she’s truly outstanding.

But me? I don’t know how to do anything. I can’t even give them one tiny thing to be proud of.]

[No way? This kind of melodramatic stuff still happens these days??? The real heiress goes back home only to be picked on by the fake heiress at every turn? And her own parents don’t even like her? It’s true! Art really does imitate life!]

[I don’t know what to say. For you, blood ties are clearly important, but it seems like you’ve already been replaced.]

[Your rival is too strong. I think you should just accept your fate!]

[I Am the True Young Miss] couldn’t help but laugh as she read everyone’s comments. ’Did she really hope to find the answer that had troubled her for so long on the internet?’

’Yes, maybe I should just accept my fate. After all, I don’t know how to do anything.’

’I know how to do laundry, cook, and clean, but they have maids for that. I’m not needed at all.’

’Besides that, my grades are average. I’ve never taken any special-interest classes. After graduating high school, I only managed to get into a vocational college.’

’To this family, that’s apparently a disgrace.’

’Meanwhile, the one who replaced me got into a top-tier university. How ironic!’

[Doctor Wen, are you saying I should just accept my fate?]

Wen Ying thought for a moment. "Young Miss, I sympathize with your situation. But for a wealthy family, sometimes family ties can’t compete with glory, and she is able to bring them that glory. Beyond that, they’ve lived together for eighteen years. That is the biggest obstacle. To them, you’re just a stranger with a blood connection. That’s the reality. But you also have your own natural advantage."

[What advantage?]

"You’re their biological daughter. You carry their bloodline, something that Miss Song doesn’t have. You feel anxious, but have you ever considered that she might be even more anxious than you? Now that you, the rightful young miss, have returned home, she, the adopted one, is no longer the young miss of the Song Family. You need to acknowledge your own worth. Regardless of what you do or don’t do, you are the young miss of the Song Family by blood. The Song Family won’t let you go hungry. Besides, it’s not true that you can’t do anything."

[Me?]

[I Am the True Young Miss] thought about it. The things she knew how to do were completely unnecessary in the Song Family.

"You sing very well, don’t you? A teacher once praised your voice, remember? A few years ago, a video of you that someone happened to film went viral online. It’s just that you didn’t have a phone and couldn’t go online, so you didn’t know about it."

Hearing Wen Ying’s words, [I Am the True Young Miss] recalled something from a few years ago. It seemed there really was someone who had filmed a video of her singing on the street.

But back then, for her, singing was a way to fantasize about her future life, and also a way to vent.

[But... what’s the use of being able to sing?]

"You could try pursuing a path as a singer. You might achieve some unexpected success. As for this time’s prize, what would you like?"

[Then... can I also have a Good Luck Talisman?]

"Of course, no problem."

[Look at Me, Rich Lady] didn’t talk about her own matters in the livestream, only saying that she would private message Doctor Wen separately.

After the stream ended, Meng Xiaoyi stared at Wen Ying without blinking.

Earlier, during the livestream, she had watched Wen Ying take a ballpoint pen from her hair and draw something on a piece of Yellow Paper.

And now she was doing it again.

’So what she’s drawing is a Good Luck Talisman?’

’Spreading feudal superstition!’

’She’s brazenly spreading feudal superstition in front of tens of thousands of viewers!’

"Doctor Wen, can a Good Luck Talisman really bring good luck?" Zhao Qi’s interest was piqued.

"It can, but it requires the right time, the right place, and the right people."

"Then with a Good Luck Talisman, will all difficulties be easily solved?"

Wen Ying smiled and looked at Zhao Qi. "You’re oversimplifying things. Good Luck Talismans have limitations. If an irredeemably evil person got one, do you think they could just roam free, escaping justice and the law?"

Wen Ying told everyone that the Good Luck Talisman had limitations, but in reality, for ordinary people, there weren’t many.

It was only for those who were truly wicked to the core, like a "nine-lifetime villain," that there would be obvious limitations.

But to prevent some people from getting malicious ideas, she had to add this condition.

Zhao Qi nodded. "I understand. Although the Good Luck Talisman is heaven-defying, it’s still under heaven’s supervision. If even heaven turned a blind eye, then the world would really be doomed!"

After chatting for a while, everyone went to sleep.

Meng Xiaoyi didn’t cause any trouble either.

After watching the light from the other phones die down, Meng Xiaoyi dimmed her own screen and her fingers began to fly across it.

Finding videos, gathering evidence, looking up the relevant departments, and drafting her report.

On all sorts of different platforms.

By the time she finished, it was already four in the morning. Meng Xiaoyi closed her eyes and fell into a deep, satisfying sleep.

「Day broke.」

Meng Xiaoyi was woken by the sound of everyone’s voices. Her nose twitched as she caught the smell of food.

Meng Xiaoyi sat up and straightened herself out a bit.

She was in a very pleasant mood.