When a Cultivator Boss Gets Thrown Into a Fake and Real Daughter Script - Chapter 7

“Ha! You just found some random video online and expect us to believe it’s real? For all I know, you staged the whole thing yourself!”

Zhou Man’s voice trembled as she spoke, one of the clearest signs of guilt.

Zhou Luo didn’t rush. Instead, she asked calmly, “Why so nervous? Keep watching.”

Then she added, almost lazily, “I’d suggest you stay calm and start thinking about how you’ll explain this to your dear parents later.”

Shen Jinling was on the verge of losing her mind. This wild girl, how dare she talk like that! Who gave her the courage to defy them like this?!

She jabbed a trembling finger at Zhou Luo and shouted, “I don’t care what you say or what so-called evidence you show me to slander Manman. I will never believe you! You’re just a wild girl raised in the countryside. Evil runs in your bones! Manman… she’s the one I raised since she was little. She’s my real daughter.”

Oh? Was she delusional now?

Zhou Luo pushed down the flicker of emotion that didn’t belong to her, the remnants of the original owner’s pain and let out a small laugh.

“Who said I wanted you to believe me? What’s wrong, are you ashamed? Can’t handle the truth about your own mistakes?”

She tilted her head slightly, her tone cutting like a blade. “But then again, what kind of normal mother mistakes her own child? And what kind of normal mother helps outsiders bully her own daughter? So yeah… I guess you really are one of a kind.”

Shen Jinling froze. Zhou Luo’s words were like a blade, driven straight into her heart. And the worst part, she wasn’t wrong. It was a truth Shen Jinling had never dared to face.

But Zhou Man was the child she had raised with her own hands. She couldn’t accept that the daughter she had nurtured could turn out so rotten. The evidence Zhou Luo had produced didn’t just slap Zhou Man in the face, it humiliated her as well.

Zhou Luo spoke neither too fast nor too slow. In the Zhou family’s grand living room, one man lay sprawled on the floor, another woman sat stiff in a chair, and Zhou Man who was pale as paper, glared at Zhou Luo with eyes brimming with hatred.

That filthy girl from the mud was standing tall in their house, striking at them one by one. Zhou Man’s teeth ached with rage.

“I’m telling my brother about this!” she shrieked, pointing at Zhou Luo.

“Oh, do shut up.” Zhou Luo leaned back lazily. “As for that lawless idiot, don’t worry, I’ll deal with him later. He kidnapped his own sister and stole her kidney without consent. And you—” her eyes flicked coldly toward Zhou Man, “all those forged documents you made… what do you think would happen if I handed them all to the police?”

She sat down, composed and commanding, nothing like the timid pushover she’d been before.

The three of them stared in disbelief. Was this really the same country girl they used to trample underfoot?

Zhou Luo sighed and tucked her phone away. “I get it, you two don’t want to see what your precious daughter has done. In that case, I’ll let everyone else take a look.”

“What are you doing?! Zhou Luo, I’m warning you, don’t you dare!”

Zhou Man screamed hysterically, but she didn’t dare step forward. After what she had seen earlier, Zhou Luo throwing her father over her shoulder like it was nothing. She knew she couldn’t afford to provoke her again.

“Why so nervous?” Zhou Luo smiled faintly. “Good things are meant to be shared, right?”

And with a few swift taps, she sent Zhou Man’s little “masterpieces” straight into the Zhou family group chat.

The bl00d drained from Zhou Man’s face as she stumbled backward. She had known Zhou Luo had lost control but she hadn’t expected her to turn this utterly ruthless.

The vibration of incoming messages filled the room. Zhou Congwen pulled out his phone, and the instant he saw the videos, his expression twisted with fury.

“Are you trying to disgrace me and your mother completely?!” he growled through clenched teeth.

Zhou Luo’s lips curved into a cold smile. “Don’t look at me like that. The one disgracing you is your daughter Zhou Man, not this ‘wild girl’ from the countryside.”

Shen Jinling froze again, staring at Zhou Luo in disbelief. Her emotions tangled was Zhou Luo… severing their bond herself?

Just as that thought crossed her mind, Zhou Luo turned to her, smiling lightly. “No need to look so shocked. We were never really connected to begin with.”

She paused, then added softly, almost kindly, “Maybe once, I did want your love. But now? Keep it. Give it all to your Zhou Man. I don’t need it anymore.”

How could she need it? The original Zhou Luo was already dead, left in that alley, bleeding and alone. The family she had yearned for, the affection she had dreamed of… all gone up in smoke that night.

Zhou Luo turned to Zhou Man, her eyes were sharp as glass. “Stay away from me, Zhou Man. Whatever little schemes you’re cooking up, don’t waste them on me.”

Then she rose, glancing down at Zhou Congwen lying on the floor. She crouched beside him and murmured close to his ear, “I’ve already knelt once for you as a father. Next time, you’d better think twice before acting.”

The warning was clear. It was about the marriage alliance.

Zhou Congwen stiffened. When he looked up, he met Zhou Luo’s faint, knowing smile, and a chill ran down his spine. How could she possibly know? That arrangement was supposed to be top secret.

But there was no time to dwell on it. The family group chat had exploded. Notifications poured in nonstop.

Zhou Qian: “No way! Is that really our little pushover Luo Luo? Since when did she get this bold?”

Zhou Qian, the eldest daughter of the Zhou family’s eldest son, was Zhou Luo’s cousin and one of the few who would ever treated her decently.

Then came a message from Zhou Jun, Zhou Luo’s biological brother who’s currently overseas. He’d always doted on Zhou Man, so when he saw the chaos in the chat, he lost his temper and began spamming Zhou Luo with angry calls.

She hung up each one. After the fifth attempt, she blocked his number altogether.

But that wasn’t the end of it. The messages that followed made Zhou Jun’s scalp tingle.

“Big Brother, the evidence is right there. Don’t you believe me? I’m your real sister. I knew you wouldn’t, that’s why I sent it to the group for everyone to see. I know Sister Man loves our parents very much, and that’s okay. I can let her have them. After all, our parents are the best in the world…”

“I never wanted to take anything from her. I just wanted your love, your trust. Is that so wrong? Why did you call just to yell at me?”

Zhou Jun: “???” I didn’t even get through!

And still, more messages came.

“I was switched at birth and raised in the countryside. I don’t have manners like Sister Man, and I can’t compare to her in anything. She stayed by Mom and Dad’s side for over ten years, doing what I couldn’t. So when she got sick and you said I should donate my kidney, I did.”

“So tell me, what did I do wrong for her to send people after me like that?”

The chat fell dead silent.

The amount of information was staggering. A forced kidney donation. Thugs hired to attack her before the college entrance exam. Being cornered and beaten in a bathroom. Screenshots of Zhou Man’s paid hitmen chats.

Even without knowing how Zhou Luo had gotten all this evidence, one thing was certain, no normal person would ever do what Zhou Man had done.

In the group chat, Zhou Luo’s messages read like a desperate plea, her tone trembling, words soaked with emotion. To anyone reading, she looked like a wronged, soft-hearted girl yearning only for family love.

And it worked. The entire Zhou family went silent, not out of pity for Zhou Luo, but because they finally had a reason, a perfect excuse, to attack Zhou Congwen’s branch of the family.

After all, the old patriarch had handed most of the family resources to Zhou Congwen over the years. The others had long been dissatisfied just too afraid to speak up.

Now, Zhou Luo had given them a golden opportunity.

Now it was over. Zhou Congwen had completely lost his mind. How could a man do something so cruel to his own daughter? Even the most cold-hearted person wouldn’t stoop this low.

Still, the others in the Zhou family didn’t dare to speak rashly. But Zhou Qian didn’t hesitate. She directly @mentioned the old patriarch and his assistant in the family group chat.

When Zhou Luo saw that, she couldn’t help but laugh. A bright, carefree laugh that echoed through the room. Satisfied, she gathered her things, and by the time she went downstairs, the three of them were glaring at her with eyes sharp enough to kill.

Zhou Luo never forgot a grudge. She lifted a hand and made a “cut-throat” gesture toward Zhou Man, then pulled her suitcase and walked straight out of the Zhou family’s gates without looking back.

Zhou Congwen was still in shock when his phone buzzed again. He glanced down and his bl00d ran cold. It was a call from the old patriarch himself.

His hand trembled as he picked up. Before answering, he shot Zhou Man a dark look. “You should better start thinking about how you’re going to explain this to me.”

Once the call connected, Zhou Congwen nodded frantically, like a scolded schoolboy. No one could hear what the patriarch was saying on the other end, but from the look on Zhou Congwen’s face, it clearly wasn’t anything good.