The true heiress of metaphysics travels back to the 1970s and recognizes her father, a high-ranking

Jiang Muyan suddenly opened her eyes, a hint of confusion in them.

She found herself lying in a dilapidated house, the cobweb-covered roof beams giving her a sense of unfamiliarity.

Before I could even sort out my thoughts, I could faintly hear a man's voice coming from outside the door.

"Mother of my child, how about we call off this marriage? Mu Yan is our child too, we can't just..."

Before the man could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a sharp, piercing female voice:

"Husband, what nonsense are you talking about! How can we give up! If this marriage falls through, what will happen to Tianci? He's been pampered since he was a child, he's never suffered any hardship. You can't just send him to the countryside to suffer!"

"But...but what about Muyan..." The man hesitated, thinking of his daughter who had banged her head against the wall in protest.

"Don't worry, she's just having a moment of weakness and getting stuck in a rut." The woman's tone was both confident and sarcastic. "So what if Director Zhang is a bit old? He's just older, so he knows how to be considerate! That brat will be a ready-made official's wife if she marries him, she'll have no worries about food or clothing, what a wonderful marriage."

She paused, a calculating glint in her eyes:

"Besides, with her looks, as long as she's willing to back down, she'll have no trouble getting under Director Zhang's thumb. Not only will Tianci benefit from it, but you might even get a promotion. It's a win-win situation!"

The man was somewhat tempted by the woman's words, but then, thinking of Director Zhang, he hesitated and said:

"But Director Zhang is over forty, and he's had two wives who died before him. If Mu Yan marries him, her life will be ruined!"

He wasn't particularly doting on his daughter; he was just afraid of being laughed at by outsiders, especially since Director Zhang was older than him.

"What ruin?!" The woman suddenly raised her voice. "Marrying Director Zhang is her good fortune. Do you think she'd be better off without him? She'd still be sent to the countryside to work as a sent-down youth. That place is so tough! Living outdoors, endless farm work. In my opinion, it's much more comfortable than marrying Director Zhang!"

After saying that, seeing that the man wanted to argue, the woman impatiently waved her hand:

"Alright, alright, stop dawdling! I'm going to check if that girl's awake yet. The house's been a mess these past few days, no one's cooking, and I have to take care of the whole family when I get home from get off work. I'm exhausted!"

The woman turned around, a disdainful smirk playing on her lips, her eyes concealing a calculating intent. A while ago, she received a letter from her own daughter, demanding that she "block" Jiang Muyan's future.

When she gave birth to her second daughter, she saw that the woman in the same ward was well-dressed and from a wealthy family. Moreover, the woman had given birth to twins, and the two children were somewhat thin. Her own daughter was also premature and had a similar figure to the baby girl in the twins. So she had a wicked idea and took the opportunity to switch the children.

She never imagined that her momentary greed back then would actually pay off. From her own daughter's letter, she learned that the family was one of the wealthiest in the capital. If she could establish a connection with them and have her daughter's support, her family would rise to prominence and never have to live such a miserable life again.

Before that, we must first deal with the hidden danger of Jiang Muyan, lest she one day return to her ancestral home and ruin her biological daughter's life of luxury.

Although she was also curious about how her biological daughter knew her address, since she was the only one who knew about the child swap. Even her husband was still unaware.

However, her biological daughter said she would give her a large sum of money if she could completely cut off Jiang Muyan's path to survival. That's why she went to great lengths to find Director Zhang; Jiang Muyan had no choice but to marry him!

That Director Zhang is notoriously violent; he beat his two previous wives to death. If that wretched girl Jiang Muyan marries him, she'll most likely be doomed anyway, so it'll be a quick and easy solution.

Moreover, Director Zhang is the director of the machinery factory, and he has promised to find a good job for his son once the matter is settled. This is a win-win situation.

Thinking of this, a sinister smile appeared on the woman's face as she reached out and pushed open Jiang Muyan's door. Upon entering and seeing Jiang Muyan turning to look at her, she was initially disappointed—this girl was really tough; with such a large wound on her forehead and so much blood, she was still alive.

"You brat, get up now that you're awake! Who are you trying to fool by lying here lazing around? Hurry up and cook!" Liu Fangmei started cursing, her tone both harsh and self-righteous.

Seeing that Jiang Muyan didn't respond, she didn't take it to heart. After all, this girl had been used to being beaten and scolded by her since she was a child, and had long since developed a submissive nature, taciturn and never daring to resist.

Just as she was about to urge her again, she found that Jiang Muyan had already sat up, her dark eyes staring intently at her. There was no trace of her usual timidity in her eyes; instead, they revealed a chilling insight that seemed to see through everything.

"Who are you?" Jiang Muyan's voice was calm and even.

After Jiang Muyan finished speaking, a flood of memories that did not belong to her rushed into her mind like a tide; it was the original owner's short and frustrating life.

In her memory, the woman before her was the original owner's mother. However, when Jiang Muyan saw Liu Fangmei's face, she no longer thought so. She finally understood why, in the original owner's memory, she was the least favored child in the family.

Her third eye can see the faces of people who are not related to her by blood, but it cannot see the faces of people who are related to her or have blood ties with her.

Now that she can clearly see everything Liu Fangmei has done, it means that the original owner and Liu Fangmei are not related by blood.

Furthermore, she even saw in Liu Fangmei's face that the reason Liu Fangmei made the original owner marry that Director Zhang started with a letter.

However, it's likely that this letter is related to the original owner of this body, which is why she couldn't clearly see its contents or the origins of the original owner's background.

However, she had already seen from Liu Fangmei's face where she had put the letter, so there was no need to rush.

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Upon hearing Jiang Muyan's words, Liu Fangmei's brows furrowed instantly, and her heart skipped a beat—could this brat have hit her head on the wall and gone mad?

"What are you talking about? Of course I'm your mother!"

Jiang Muyan's lips curled into a cold smile, her eyes sharp as knives:

"Really? Didn't you see the huge wound on my forehead? Not only did you not take me to the hospital, but I just came back from the brink of death, and the first thing you said was to make me cook for you. I really doubt if I'm your biological child—after all, you've never treated Jiang Tianci and Jiang Muqian like this before."

Liu Fangmei panicked at the question, her eyes instinctively darting away, before she forced herself to remain calm and shouted:

"It's just a small cut on your forehead, what's the big deal? You want to go to the hospital? You're dreaming! Alright, alright, if you don't want to work, just say so, don't make up these ridiculous excuses!"

She muttered to herself, "Why is Jiang Muyan acting like a completely different person today? She used to be beaten and scolded by me like a quail, not daring to even breathe loudly. How dare she talk back to me like this today?"

Thinking of Director Zhang's promise, Liu Fangmei suppressed her unease, her eyes instantly sharpening, her tone firm and unyielding:

"Let me tell you, you have to marry Director Zhang, whether you like it or not! Think it over carefully. If you don't marry him, you'll have to go to the countryside to work as a sent-down youth. Life in the countryside is so tough; you eat coarse grains, live in mud-brick houses, and there's endless farm work. Marrying Director Zhang is so much better! You'll never have to worry about food or clothing, and you won't have to work to earn money. This is a blessing that so many people would kill for!"

Jiang Muyan listened to her absurd and distorted arguments, then sneered, her voice full of mockery: "No matter how hard life is in the countryside, can it be as hard as staying in this house?"