Fake Heavenly Metal Meets True Love
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Chapter 1

Chapter 1 — Fake Heavenly Metal Meets True Love

Updated 10/08/2026 5 min read

Half a year after receiving my relatives back, the real goddess Tham Tri Vi invited me to participate in a dating program. She said it wasn't my fault that the conversation was mixed up. For the past twenty-three years, we have always been sisters. She also said that men are just dots in life. She came to the show just to experience it, absolutely not competing with anyone. Only I know how good she is at pretending. On the first day of the live broadcast, she criticized the last male guest for just being the owner of a homestay, then smiled and said to me:

"Sister, your current living situation is closer. I'll give him to you."

I remember that before entering the villa, the person in charge of the resort chased that man and called out "boss" in a low voice. I immediately accepted the pairing card. Having just participated in the program, he was paid three hundred thousand yuan. This man was handsome, and his identity seemed not simple. What need for love? First, just consider going to work. ## 1 Six months after the adoption party, Tham Tri Vi and I participated in a dating program called Only Vibrating For You. She is the main character that the show spent a large amount of money to invite. And I'm just an amateur female guest added at the last minute. When the manager came to pick me up, she said very politely:

“The program feels that joining real and fake stars together will create many topics.”

“Tri Vi also hopes to take this opportunity to mend relations with you.”

I stuffed a hospital bill into my camera bag, asking only the most important thing:

“Filming for a full twenty-eight days, the pay is three hundred thousand yuan?”

“That's right.”

“When will the advance payment be transferred?”

The manager hesitated for a moment.

“About a week after filming.”

“Is it possible to transfer earlier?”

Her eyes looked at me with some confusion.

"Is Ms. Hua lacking money?"

“Missing.”

Working to make money, there's nothing to be ashamed of. My biological mother will have surgery next week, missing one hundred and twenty thousand yuan. She has worked as a nurse at an orphanage in the suburbs for more than ten years. After falling ill, she still couldn't bear to leave there. The orphanage also has a study support project for four children, which has always been in charge of me. My photography studio has been in operation for three years. Previously, I used to take wedding photos for hotels belonging to the Tham family group. After my identity was exposed, I proactively ended all cooperation. If I leave the Tham family, I don't intend to continue living as a young lady from the Tham family. But long-term contracts suddenly plummeted, and the studio's finances quickly became strained. The three hundred thousand yuan remuneration is enough to pay for hospital bills, and can also help the studio get through the low season. As for Tham Tri Vi saying he wanted to mend the relationship, I don't believe a word of it. When I was just received back by the Hua family, her eyes turned red in front of the reporter.

“She was also a victim of a baby swap.”

"She didn't take over my life on purpose. I never blamed her."

“As long as she agrees, we will always be sisters.”

Every time she says she forgives me, netizens are reminded that I lived happily in the Tham family all along. Twenty-three years, and she has never said a bad word to me. If I show even the slightest dissatisfaction, I will become unreasonable. Therefore, whether the relationship is good or not is not important. Money is in hand. ## 2 The nanny car stopped outside the villa on the island. The staff reminded me that the show had already started filming. I put my camera bag on my shoulder and was about to go inside when a black electric car passed by from the side gate. The car door opened and a man wearing a white shirt got out. He was carrying a bag of oranges, his soft black hair hanging over his forehead, looking gentle and approachable. The person in charge of the resort quickly chased after her.

"Boss, the dock area has been blocked at your request. The program crew will not go there tonight."

The man's steps paused slightly. The person in charge saw me and the camera behind him and immediately changed his address:

“Mr. Chu, the director is waiting for you.”

The man looked at me. The person in charge leaned closer, said something in a low voice, then he carried the bag of oranges and walked towards the other entrance. I looked at his back, remembering the word "boss" just now. The scale of this resort is very large. The hotel, pier and private beach all connected into one area are absolutely not something that a normal homestay owner can operate. Being able to make the person in charge personally run after the report, his identity was at least more complicated than what was written in the program records. I withdrew my gaze and entered the villa.

“Sister.”

Tham Tri Vi stood up. She wore a long white dress, her black hair fell over her shoulders, and smiled gently and generously.

“Finally, I'm here.”

She raised her hand to receive my camera bag for me. I leaned away to avoid it.

"There's a lens inside. I'm used to holding it myself."

Her hand paused for a moment, then quickly retracted as if nothing happened.

"I almost forgot. I studied photography since I was young, so of course I'm more professional than you."

A sentence that both complimented me and reminded everyone that I had enjoyed the elite education that belonged to her. She took my arm, bringing me into the center of the frame.

“Let me introduce everyone to you.”

Sitting on the left side of the sofa is Co Van. Thirty-two years old, partner of a famous law firm, wearing silver-rimmed glasses, shirt buttons neatly buttoned. He is only patient with people who speak logically. When introducing him, Tham Tri Vi intentionally mentioned that her brand had encountered a contract dispute. Co Van conveniently said:

“If needed, you can find me at any time.”

Sitting on the carpet is Trinh Du. Twenty-three years old, a rising actor, when he smiles, he reveals two small fangs.

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