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"Jun Ya, Jun Ya, don't be like this. I'm your mother, your birth mother. I’ll love you dearly."

Liu Dong didn’t understand any of it. She couldn’t grasp what Huo Junya was saying.

"The things you’ve learned are all in your head—what are you afraid of? Many geniuses don’t even need formal lessons; they just pick things up naturally. You can already play the piano—why bother with classes? You can sing and dance, so there’s no need to keep studying.

Those courses are ridiculously expensive, just scams. If you really want to learn, you can do it online. There are plenty of tutorial videos. The neighbor’s second daughter learned dancing online, and now she’s really good at it.

I once heard Susu mention that one of her classmates plays the violin, and their instrument cost tens of thousands. Good heavens, that’s practically robbery! What matters is the skill, not the instrument. Even the best violin is useless if you can’t play it—and that classmate of Susu’s didn’t even get into music school.

I know you’ve always had the best food and clothes growing up. I can’t give you those things, but you’re talented—you can earn them yourself! You’re so beautiful, so gifted—you’ll definitely make a fortune someday.

You’ll be far more successful than Huo Sanchun."

"Enough! You don’t understand anything!"

Huo Junya screamed, cutting Liu Dong off.

It wasn’t as simple as Liu Dong thought. The higher the level of skill, the more advanced the teacher needed. Superior instruments have better tone and precision.

And those elite teachers don’t just teach technique—they’re connections, gateways to higher platforms.

Liu Dong didn’t get any of this. Huo Junya didn’t even know how to explain it to her.

She glared coldly at Liu Dong. "You think a violin costing tens of thousands is expensive? Do you know how much mine costs? 320,000!"

At this, Huo Junya lost control of her emotions, crouching on the ground and sobbing.

Huo Sanchun often took Huo Junya along while working, and through constant exposure, Huo Junya had become deeply familiar with how the entertainment industry operated.

The industry was cutthroat, built on connections and resources. In her time with Huo Sanchun, Huo Junya had seen countless beautiful men and women who never made it simply because they lacked the right backing.

Compared to them, Huo Junya’s looks were merely "refined"—not even conventionally pretty.

As for talent? There were plenty more skilled than her, many of them award-winners.

Without Huo Sanchun paving the way, she’d never stand out.

Huo Junya cried for a long time before finally lifting her head, her voice hoarse as she asked Liu Dong, "You say I’m talented, that I’ll make money. Then tell me—how?

You can’t afford to send me to art school. If I follow the usual path, at best I’ll get a bachelor’s degree and end up in a nine-to-five job making a few thousand a month."

"You could be a star! Stars make so much money, and you’re so pretty," Liu Dong insisted.

Huo Junya laughed bitterly. "Why would anyone choose me? Do you really think I’m that pretty? Even Susu has better features than me."

Liu Dong grew agitated, frustrated by Huo Junya’s self-deprecation. "But you can dance!"

"Who can’t? There’s a star named Chenchen—she’s professionally trained. Half the actresses in the industry can dance."

"You can sing."

"Who can’t? I’m just average—I don’t go off-key, that’s all."

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"What good is that? You think I’m Lang Lang?"

Liu Dong fell silent.

Huo Junya let out a tearful laugh. "I’ll be honest—the only reason I’ve gotten this far is because my mother is Huo Sanchun, a top-tier agent. It’s her connections that got me on shows, her money that bought the hype and praise online."

Liu Dong scoffed. "So you’re saying poor people can’t succeed? Susu got picked for a show on her own."

Huo Junya sneered. "Susu won first prize in a provincial essay contest and competed in a physics competition. But I’m your biological daughter—I inherited your dull mind. I’m not a good student.

Of course poor people can make it. But I can’t. Because I have you—a criminal for a mother.

The whole world knows you switched babies, that I’m a fake heiress. My reputation is ruined. You really think the entertainment industry would take me now?"

Liu Dong froze. She hadn’t considered that.

Panicked, she shook her head. "How could that be? So many people online adore you!"

"You really don’t get it, do you?" Huo Junya snapped. "I have no real work to my name, no extraordinary beauty. Why would the public care about me? Those fans were paid for!"

Liu Dong’s face paled, and she slumped to the floor.

Huo Junya wanted nothing to do with her, but she needed Liu Dong’s cooperation for what came next. Suppressing her disgust, she helped her up and softened her tone. "The only way I can succeed is by staying with Huo Sanchun. Do you understand?"

Liu Dong didn’t. She just stared blankly.

Huo Junya was at her wit’s end and spelled it out: "I need you to apologize to Huo Sanchun, beg for her forgiveness. I have to stay with her."

Liu Dong balked. "Why should I? You’re my daughter."

Huo Junya clenched her jaw. "Do you have any idea how much Huo Sanchun is worth? At least a hundred million. I may not be her real child, but she raised me—she must have some affection. If I stay, I’ll get a share of her wealth.

Even if I don’t, I can use her connections to make my own fortune.

Once I have money, I’ll take care of you. But if you drag me away now, I’ll have nothing."

The thought of groveling to Huo Sanchun made Liu Dong’s eyes burn with fury, her chest heaving.

She couldn’t bring herself to do it.

Huo Junya spent a long time persuading her before Liu Dong reluctantly agreed.

Still, Liu Dong had doubts. Would Huo Sanchun really accept Huo Junya, knowing she wasn’t her real child?

What if she apologized, and Huo Sanchun still refused, insisting on switching them back?

Wouldn’t her apology be for nothing?

Huo Junya scoffed. "Susu’s just a poor girl with fake pride. I’ll find a way to expose how Huo Sanchun hired trolls to smear her online. Once she knows, she’ll despise Huo Sanchun.

Poor people are shortsighted. Susu only cares about her own feelings, her petty grudges—she won’t think beyond that.

A little manipulation, and she’ll never accept Huo Sanchun."

When it came to Susu, Huo Junya was utterly confident.