Chapter 1 — The first day on air, I slapped Thien Kim Fake

I went on a dating show and gave the rich family's "stepmother" a slap. After being taken back by the rich family, they forced me to participate in a family dating program, as a reference for the fake daughter. They wanted me to make fun of her to highlight the “perfect happiness” of her home. In my previous life, I endured it, but as a result, I was scolded on social networks to the point of depression and suicide. This time, I relive the first day of filming the show. The fake daughter said to me in a coy voice: "Sister, I just came back from the countryside, I probably don't understand all the rules. Dad likes to drink hand-ground coffee, go prepare it." Right in front of the television cameras, I slapped her without hesitation.

“Who are you to tell me what to do?”

“And don't call me sister, my mother only gave birth to me, what the hell are you?”

The whole room was silent, the screen was full of floating comments.

1

The sound of slapping echoed throughout the large living room. To Van (the fake daughter's name) covered her face, tears suddenly welled up in her eyes, unable to believe what was happening.

“You... why did you hit me?”

Her voice trembled, as if suffering a great injustice. I laughed coldly and waved my hand to relieve the numb feeling.

“This is a slap to make you clearly understand your status.”

"In the To family, I am the root, and you are the grass. No matter how lush the grass grows, it must give way to the root."

Live television is recording this entire scene. The livestream screen immediately exploded. 【Oh my God! Just started and already climaxing? You are so strong!】 【That's right! I hate fake people like that. As soon as I call her, she comes back to harm me.】 【No, To Van is so pitiful, she only wants the best for her, this girl from the countryside is so rude.】 【What are you guys saying? See her attitude? It's like I'm a princess, who do I think I am?】 The whole living room was deathly silent. The director stood behind the surveillance screen, his hands constantly rubbing, his eyes shining. My mother, Giang Lan, was the first to react. She quickly stepped forward, shielded To Van, and looked at me angrily.

"To Ngon! What are you doing?"

“Quickly apologize to To Van!”

I looked at her carefully maintained face, the same face I saw when she forced me to kneel down and apologize in my previous life. At that time, I was afraid of her, afraid that the mother who had abandoned me and then found me again would hate me again. I knelt down and apologized. But in return, the insults are worse and the attacks are endless from social networks. Now, I just feel so funny. Read the full version at Van Ha Tuong page

“Excuse me?”

I looked straight into her eyes, every word, every sentence.

“Does she deserve an apology?”

"Giang Lan, that year you left me in the countryside without paying attention for 18 years, and now you have the face to teach me how to be a human being?"

“Ask her, someone who relies on someone else's mother's kindness to get her position, what right does she have for me to apologize?”

Giang Lan immediately turned pale. She did not expect that I would dare to bring this matter out publicly on live broadcast.

“What... are you talking nonsense?”

Her voice changed, becoming uncontrollably angry.

“That day is…!”

“What is that date?”

I continue to pursue each step.

“Is it the nanny who lost me, or have you been looking for me for 18 years, suffering extremely?”

“These lies, you believe in them them?”

My father, To Chan Hong, his face black as stone, stood up.

“That's enough! To Ngon!”

He roared, carrying the authority of a patriarch.

“Stop humiliating your family, why do you want everyone to know about this?”

“Go back to your room and think again!”

I heard a loud joke.

“Dirty family?”

“I was forced by you guys to participate in this show, to act as a background for that fake girl, so isn't that a dirty family matter?”

“Now that I protest, will I become a dirty family?”

“To Chan Hong, is your face made of a city wall?”

To Chan Hong was so angry that his body shook, he pointed at me, but couldn't say a word. My brother, To Mac, had been silent until now, with a frown on his face as he approached. He grabbed my arm, his voice full of reproach.

“To Ngon, stop causing trouble.”

"To Van is also a member of our family, you just came back, don't have such a negative attitude."

I pushed his hand away, looking at the brother whom I relied on so much in my previous life. It was he who, when I was scolded by the whole social network, posted a post on Weibo.

“I only have one sister, that is To Van.”

That Weibo post was the final nail that hit me.

“Negative?”

I looked at him and smiled coldly.

“To Mac, you are clearly my younger brother.”

"You turn to flatter an impostor, but don't even look at me, a real sister, what kind of person are you?"

“There is more than a wolf!”

To Mac's face was red and angry. The whole family was forced by me to stay silent. In the livestream room, the comments became a waterfall. 【Oh my god, who is this, daring to say these words! So cool!】 【It's born! I like watching this kind of face slapping!】 【This family is so disgusting, it's true that they hurt their own daughter, and they still act like this.】 【I've been watching! You're so cool, beat them to a pulp!】 To Van hid behind Giang Lan, sobbing, her body constantly shaking. She looked at me with eyes full of resentment, as if she saw an implacable enemy. I know, this is just the beginning. This nationwide live "trial" has just begun.

2

At dinner time, the long table is filled with exquisite dishes. Everyone in the To family had gloomy faces, no one said a word, the air was so heavy that it could be squeezed out of water. It's just me, in a very good mood. I ate Australian lobster leisurely, completely ignoring their sharp, murderous gaze. In my previous life, I didn't dare sit at the dinner table. They told me that I didn't eat in moderation, that I had no nourishment, and told me to go back to my room to eat instant noodles. I really believed them, starved myself and hid in my room crying. Now that I think about it, it's so stupid and pitiful. To Van's eyes were red, each piece of rice gently entered her mouth, her face looked like she couldn't swallow, pitiful. Giang Lan heartbrokenly gave her a piece of abalone.

"Van Van, eat more, don't get angry because of unrelated people and harm your health."