“Dad, forget it. Sister just got out…” The girl beside Ye Guoming tugged at his arm. “Let’s just pretend that whole thing from before never happened. Sister spent a year in prison, so let’s go home first and talk about it there…”
“What do you mean, pretend it never happened?” At the mention of this, the hostility in Ye Guoming’s eyes clearly intensified.
But then he remembered this was a prison, and that his younger daughter was now a public figure.
He reined in his temper and turned to look at Ye Shaohua coldly. “There’s no room for you in the Ye house anymore. I had your things moved to your temporary apartment a year ago. Starting today, you don’t need to come back to the Ye family. Let’s just say I was blind before.”
Ye Shaohua lifted her head and frowned at the man in front of her.
Because she had just been released from prison, she looked both mentally and physically unwell.
She hadn’t received the plot yet and didn’t know what kind of personality the original host had, so she had no intention of speaking.
But she could clearly see that beneath the original host’s father’s disgusted expression, there was also a faint trace of disappointment.
Disappointment?
Ye Shaohua found this thought-provoking.
The girl in white was comforting Ye Guoming, telling him not to get angry.
“Why are you still siding with her?” Ye Guoming finally gave in to the original host’s sister’s pleading and reluctantly agreed that the original host could come home—but she would need to disguise herself well when entering and leaving the house so the media wouldn’t see her. “Your sister has a press conference today, and she still made time to come pick you up. Don’t you feel any shame?”
But what he didn’t expect was that even after he agreed, Ye Shaohua had no intention of going back. “I never planned to go back.”
The sun was a bit harsh, and this body’s constitution wasn’t great either.
Ye Shaohua felt a headache coming on. She pressed her temples and looked at Ye Guoming. “If you two don’t have anything else, I’d like to leave now.”
That sentence clearly shocked both people present.
The most surprised wasn’t Ye Guoming, but rather the original host’s sister. “Sister, what are you saying?”
“If there’s nothing else, I’d like to leave first.” Ye Shaohua repeated herself.
“But… in your current situation, Star Entertainment definitely won’t want you anymore. Your one-year apartment lease has expired too, right? If you leave home, are you just going out there to die?” The girl pursed her lips, her face complicated as she looked at Ye Shaohua. “Even if you go to another entertainment company, no manager would be willing to take you on. Just follow me and be my assistant…”
“I wouldn’t want to trouble you.” Ye Shaohua spoke politely.
“Sister, you seem different from before.” Seeing that she couldn’t persuade Ye Shaohua, the girl didn’t try to make her stay any longer.
Ye Shaohua smiled but didn’t answer.
The girl examined Ye Shaohua with a scrutinizing gaze.
The other party had spent a year in prison and was still wearing the same clothes from last year. No matter how nice the clothes were, after sitting in storage for a year—especially in prison—they were already wrinkled.
The current Ye Shaohua looked like a phoenix that had lost all its feathers. There was no trace of her former brilliance.
In contrast, she herself was dressed in expensive clothing, and when she raised her hand, you could see an extremely costly bracelet on her wrist.
Under normal circumstances, people could change, let alone after spending a year in prison.
So the girl didn’t suspect anything. She said a few more things, then left with Ye Guoming.
Although she had sounded very concerned about this sister, when she finally left, there was not a hint of hesitation.
Ye Shaohua stood under a large tree and could still hear the conversation coming from the car starting up not far away.
“Xuer, do you still think she hasn’t harmed you enough? Things are best the way they are now. She at least has some self-awareness. Otherwise, if she stirred up trouble at home, don’t tell your mom when you get back, so she won’t be upset…”
Ye Shaohua heard the girl’s soft “Mm” in response.
These two people—the ones the original host should have been closest to—had come under the pretense of picking her up on the day she was released, but in reality, one of them hadn’t wanted to come at all.
The other was dressed gorgeously and kept casually bringing up the past to provoke Ye Guoqing. She didn’t seem like she was there to pick someone up—more like she was there to show off.
Ye Shaohua understood. The original host’s sister must deeply hate… or rather, utterly despise her.
“008, the plot.”
[Alright, Host.]
As soon as 008’s mechanical voice fell, a flood of plot information rushed into her mind.
The original host, Ye Shaohua, had been a top student since childhood. From elementary school to high school, she brought home all kinds of awards and medals—she was the legendary “other people’s child.” The Ye parents were proud of her.
When she got to university, everyone assumed she would study finance or chemistry or some other academic field.
But no one expected that the original host would choose to study music.
A genius is a genius. The original host, whom everyone expected to struggle, was no less talented in music than anyone else. Not only did she have a musician boyfriend, but in her junior year, she participated in a music reality show.
In the finals, her song “Morning Light,” which she had painstakingly composed over a month, won unanimous praise from the judges.
However… who could have imagined that at this very moment, her boyfriend and a manager from the music industry would accuse her of plagiarizing her own sister’s composition?
The original host knew very clearly that she had come up with the melody line by line herself.
She wanted to defend herself, but that’s when her boyfriend spoke up again.
The original host’s song had only been completely finished on June 15th of last year, having started on May 15th.
But her boyfriend, the music genius He Zichen, had received a draft from the original host’s sister on June 12th. He produced call records proving that Ye Xuxu had indeed sent him the complete composition on the 12th.
When he received the composition from Ye Xuxu, he discovered that the original host’s sister was actually even more talented than the original host. She was two years younger than the original host and wasn’t even a music major.
As a music genius himself, he naturally didn’t want such a talent to study civil engineering. He wanted to promote her properly.
But who would have known that three days later, the original host would bring out “Morning Light” at the final competition?
He had been happy to hear that the original host won first place.
He never expected that the original host’s competition song would be exactly the same as what he had heard three days earlier.
And the original host had also said at the competition that she had only finished the song on the 15th, while he had received it three days earlier.
As a result, the original host was exposed on Weibo for plagiarism.
Plagiarizing her own sister, no less.
Combined with the fact that she had said at the competition that she had worked tirelessly on it for a month, the general public felt this woman was simply the epitome of disgust and took turns condemning her.
But Ye Xuxu posted on Weibo saying that perhaps because she and the original host were sisters, they had thought of the same thing, so she didn’t blame her sister and hoped netizens wouldn’t criticize her.
How could netizens believe that? These days, even a slight resemblance couldn’t be tolerated, let alone an exact match?
So one by one, they all sympathized with Ye Xuxu and wished the original host would die!
They wanted the original host to apologize to Ye Xuxu.
The original host had no idea what was going on. That song really was composed by her, line by line. She swore she had never stolen her sister’s draft, but no one believed her in the face of ironclad evidence.
Even He Zichen, her boyfriend since freshman year, didn’t believe her.
She showed him her handwritten manuscript and told him about her creative process.
But He Zichen had received Ye Xuxu’s finished song before she completed her draft. He wouldn’t listen to her explanations at all—he even had his assistant block her at the door and refused to see her.
At that time, he was also scrolling through Weibo, which was full of negative news about the original host.
He added the original host to his blacklist, feeling she was a fraud from beginning to end.
The original host went from a genius music prodigy to a universally despised plagiarist, nailed to the pillar of shame.
Meanwhile, her sister Ye Xuxu shot to fame and became a rising music talent. Everyone marveled at her gift, and her fans came looking for trouble with Ye Shaohua.
A bunch of fans threw sulfuric acid at the original host.
The original host defended herself. In the chaos, these fans pushed and shoved, and somehow one of them fell down the stairs and became disabled.
Although it had nothing to do with the original host, on Weibo these days, whoever is weaker has the moral high ground. They framed it as: “You were never a good person to begin with—someone throws sulfuric acid at you and you actually dodge?”
The tide turned completely one-sided.
The original host had no money to compensate, and the Ye parents were utterly disappointed in her—they wouldn’t help her at all.
With nowhere to turn, the original host could only accept a one-year prison sentence.
A year later, when she got out, she discovered her sister had become a famous singer. She quietly wanted to start over, but a month later, a song she had just finished was posted by her sister the very next day!
No one believed her. Her parents, relatives, and friends all found her disgusting.
Only her sister would comfort her, asking if she might be mentally unwell.
She said it so much that even the original host began to doubt whether something was wrong with her. Why could her sister post music she had just finished writing? In her dazed state, she also started to think she was sick.
In the end, her parents couldn’t take it anymore and sent her to a mental hospital. She didn’t live long there before she died.
Even after her death, her father didn’t want to look at her, and netizens said “good riddance.”
Only her mother bought her a gravestone.
But she always had an indelible stain on her name. Even after death, netizens often brought her up.
When Ye Shaohua received this plot, her feelings were complicated.
Even she could feel how suffocated and miserable the original host must have been.
She didn’t know where things had gone wrong, or whether she really did have mental problems and was a plagiarist?
[This time there are two tasks. First, the original host wants to understand what she did wrong. Second, she’s certain she didn’t plagiarize and hopes to clear her name, to let her mother know that she was her good child from beginning to end, and then to make good music.]
“You didn’t do anything wrong. You didn’t do anything wrong anywhere,” Ye Shaohua murmured, looking down at the calluses on her pale palm. She sighed. “You just happened to have a sister with a cheat.”
The original host never knew the reason until she died.
But Ye Shaohua knew.
Ye Xuxu had been ruthlessly overshadowed by the original host since childhood. Growing up, outsiders only knew the Ye family had a genius girl named Ye Shaohua—no one knew there was also a second daughter, Ye Xuxu.
But unexpectedly, things took a turn. When Ye Xuxu got to university, she gained a special ability.
By staring into someone’s eyes, she could see things that would happen to that person in the future. However, the cooldown period was long—it required a full month.
Ye Xuxu knew her era had arrived.
And her ability did bring her considerable benefits. She stole the original host’s creations one after another, yet made it so the original host could never discover anything was wrong.
The time Ye Shaohua arrived was already very late. The original host had already been branded a “plagiarist.” Not only that, the sulfuric acid incident had already happened, and she had even served a year in prison.
Her boyfriend, her parents, her relatives and friends—not a single one had shown up after her release. That told her exactly what situation she was in.
The current original host was indeed, as Ye Xuxu had said, notorious beyond redemption.
Meanwhile, Ye Xuxu had shot to fame with “Morning Light” and already had considerable influence in the music industry.
As the true creator of “Morning Light,” she could only die with her grievance unresolved, branded a plagiarist. How could the original host ever accept that? Ye Shaohua now somewhat understood why this task existed.
The situation was extremely difficult to turn around. With Ye Xuxu’s ability alone, she was not someone an ordinary person could deal with.
Being able to see future events meant that from any angle, Ye Xuxu had the upper hand.
“But it’s fine,” Ye Shaohua stared at her hands and revealed a very faint smile tinged with a hint of cold ruthlessness. “I’ll fulfill your wishes properly for you. Not only will I restore your reputation, I’ll let the whole world know Ye Xuxu’s true face—and make you stand at the pinnacle of the music industry.”
Ye Shaohua walked to the roadside and waited for a passing car. “I’d like to see just how many people want to mess with me…”
The setting sun fell on her excessively pale face, casting an oddly sinister shadow.
If you’re not afraid to die, then come on.
