The female leads who were scummed by her all turned blackened (GL) - Chapter 3

The hatred value suddenly skyrocketed by 11%.

Chan Xi was dumbfounded.

She recalled what she had just said: “I didn’t know our identities were like this.” Immediately after, the value shot up by 11%.

From her perspective, it was indeed the truth, but it seemed like the female lead truly believed the memories reset by the Heavenly Dao. It made sense—soon, Mu Yiye would be publicly announced as returning to the Chan family at the banquet. With wealth and power in hand, there was little reason to doubt anything.

After all, how could someone inside a novel world realize they were inside a novel?

Chan Xi sighed, finally accepting this ridiculous “real and fake daughter” setup. She turned and saw Mu Yiye hadn’t gone far, so she ran after her.

Silence is golden.

Tonight, she would silently stay by Mu Yiye’s side, help her block drinks, and make sure she didn’t wander into any small rooms.

••••

Five minutes before the banquet officially began.

Mu Yiye stood backstage, organizing her chaotic thoughts. Beside her was Chan Cisi, the head of the Chan family—her biological mother.

Chan Cisi was explaining the upcoming process. As she looked at her daughter’s features, guilt filled her heart for failing to protect her all those years ago. She gently stroked her daughter’s head, her once sharp gaze softening.

“Xiao Ye, don’t be afraid. Mom believes in you.”

“Thank you, Mom,” Mu Yiye replied with gentle politeness, meeting Chan Cisi’s expectant gaze.

Not far away, Chan Xi watched the mother-daughter duo. She had to admit—they did look alike. However, Chan Cisi carried the aura of someone who had long held power, while Mu Yiye appeared gentler and softer.

Chan Xi flipped through her memories of this small world, uncertain about how to interact with Chan Cisi. Back when she was here, Chan Cisi was always off handling business globally and rarely at home.

She had almost no experience dealing with her.

If this were a typical “real vs. fake daughter” novel plot, wouldn’t the fake daughter (her) be kicked out of the Chan  family? Then how was she supposed to get chances to interact with the female lead?

A woman’s intuition is always accurate.

Sure enough, in the next second, Chan Cisi walked toward her.

Chan Xi subtly straightened her back, anxiously awaiting her “verdict.”

“Xiao Xi, it’s been a long time,” Chan Cisi said, a bit dazed as she looked at Chan Xi, who had grown into a striking and confident woman.

She had always been lenient with Chan Xi, only hoping she would grow up happy. When she came of age, she had planned to train her as the Chan family’s heir.

She had even been delighted when Chan Xi wanted to study abroad.

She just hadn’t expected that their next meeting would be under such dramatic circumstances.

After a thorough investigation, Chan Cisi had confirmed that Chan Xi was an innocent victim in all this. Years ago, while she was weak from childbirth, a business rival had randomly swapped her child in the hospital.

But the Chan family wasn’t so poor that they couldn’t afford to keep two daughters.

Not to mention…

Chan Xi nervously watched Chan Cisi’s expression, which was unreadable. Just as she was about to speak, Chan Cisi finally said:

“Xiao Xi, it’s been a long time. Don’t be afraid—you are still the Chan family’s daughter. Xiao Ye said she likes you and wants to be sisters with you.”

Chan Xi: ?

Likes her? Likes her so much that her hatred value is at 120%?

Sisters? The kind that kissed and slept together before?

She was completely lost when it came to Mu Yiye.

“Come on, let’s go watch Xiao Ye’s speech together,” Chan Cisi said, checking her watch. The banquet had officially begun.

Chan Xi swallowed her complaints, nodded obediently, and replied, “Yes, Mother.”

Still, she couldn’t deny she felt relieved—at least she now had a confirmed way to interact with the female lead in the future.

••••

At the banquet, the host had already finished his speech.

It was now Mu Yiye’s turn to speak.

Chan Xi gazed at the dazzling figure on stage—wait, no, Chan Yiye.

She looked like an elegant white swan, with soft yet confident features. There was no trace of someone who supposedly hated her at 120% hatred value.

Then, in the next second, she met Chan Yiye’s eyes—ones that were smiling, but devoid of warmth.

A bad feeling crept up Chan Xi’s spine.

She heard Chan Yiye’s voice, clear and deliberate:

“Lastly, I want to thank my dear sister for helping me adjust to life in the Chan family. From now on, we are family!”

Chan Xi: ?

Every guest turned their attention toward her. A sharp discomfort ran down her back.

It all happened too fast—she could only force out a stiff smile and nod.

But to the crowd, that smile looked fake.

Whispers filled the room—clearly, the Chan sisters weren’t as harmonious as they claimed.

On stage, Chan Yiye’s gaze deepened as she observed Chan Xi.

Then Chan Cisi took Chan Xi’s hand and led her up onto the stage, whispering that they needed to take a family photo together.

In a blink, Chan Xi stood right beside Chan Yiye.

The sweet smile on Chan Yiye’s face almost made Chan Xi think they were back in their dating days. Just a moment ago, her hand had been rejected—but now, it was suddenly being held again.

If not for the real-time system notification reminding her, [Female Lead’s Hatred Value: 120%], Chan Xi might have actually believed it.

She let Chan Yiye hold her hand. Given that fifteen minutes ago, she had tried to take the initiative and ended up making the hatred value rise, she didn’t dare to squeeze back.

This small hesitation made Chan Yiye’s smile grow even softer.

[Female Lead’s Hatred Value: 121%]

Chan Xi shuddered and quickly squeezed Yiye’s soft hand in return.

Why was the hatred going up again?!

The next second, the notification changed:

[Female Lead’s Hatred Value: 120%]

So… she *had* to hold her hand back?

The female lead’s heart is truly an enigma.

After the photographer announced the picture was done, Chan Xi felt her hand being let go again.

Silence. Confusion. Helplessness.

Tonight, Chan Xi embodied all three.

“Sister, when you need to put on an act, you should do it well. But when you don’t need to, no matter how much you act, it’s useless.”

Chan Yiye turned, preparing to toast the guests in gratitude.

Chan Xi: What act? What is she even talking about???