Nara, the daughter of a New York tycoon, is a hopeless romantic. To elope with a poor student, she slashed my face and threatened me with my parents’ lives: “As long as you get plastic surgery to look like me and marry the New York billionaire heir in my place, I’ll spare your parents.” As I desperately resisted, subtitles suddenly floated before my eyes: [Nara is so foolish. When they elope, they’ll encounter a tsunami. Not only will she be lost without a trace, but she’ll also lose her status as the female lead!] [The New York billionaire heir is the real male lead, but Nara insists on choosing the poor student, a mere supporting character.] [This random passerby with the slashed face is so lucky. If she agrees to the plastic surgery, she can replace Nara and infiltrate the wealthy family to live the good life.] I covered my mangled, bloody face and made my decision without hesitation: “Take me to get the surgery right now. I’ll imitate you perfectly, I guarantee no one will see through it.” Since she’s delivering this heaven-sent fortune right to my doorstep, I won’t be polite about taking it.
My words made the subtitles explode: [No way, this passerby named Sarah is that bold? She actually dares to replace Nara in the arranged marriage?] [If someone discovers that Sarah got plastic surgery to impersonate her, their whole family of three will definitely die horribly.] In that case, I’ll just work hard to make sure no one discovers I’m a fake. I asked Nara: “Just plastic surgery will definitely have flaws. What if someone discovers I’m fake and drags you back?” As Nara frowned, I seized the opportunity to suggest: “How about you train me properly? Let me learn your way of speaking, your style of dress, get familiar with your interests, hobbies, friends, family, and so on.” “As long as I can comprehensively imitate you, it’ll be foolproof.” Nara immediately agreed: “Let’s do it your way. Anyway, there are still three months until the arranged marriage. While you’re recovering from surgery, I can train you properly.” After achieving my goal, she unlocked the iron chains on my parents: “Sarah, if you’d agreed earlier, your family wouldn’t have had to suffer so much.” At this moment, my parents were already covered in blood, barely clinging to life. Yet they kept begging Nara: “Please spare Sarah, we’re begging you…” Nara kicked them in disgust: “Having Sarah be my substitute is a gift to lowlifes like you. You should be thanking me.” I knelt beside my parents, strong hatred surging in my heart. Just because my eyes, height, and voice were eighty percent similar to Nara’s, she had ruthlessly targeted me. My family was extremely poor. My parents had no connections and raised me by collecting trash. For Nara to torture us was easier than stepping on an ant. Fortunately, there were these subtitles that let me change my mind in time and save my parents’ lives. When I lay on the operating table, the subtitles were still wailing: [Can Nara please just break up with the poor student already? The New York billionaire heir is a tall, rich, handsome CEO. I don’t want to see Sarah get this advantage!] A tall, rich, handsome CEO? That’s perfect. I endured the excruciating pain of bone shaving and flesh grinding, closing my eyes in anticipation. From this moment on, I would no longer be pitiful Sarah. I would replace the love-brained Nara and become the real Nara. The wealthy heir she doesn’t want to marry—I’ll marry him. The good life she doesn’t want—I’ll live it for her!
Starting the next day, Nara put me through high-intensity training. “I started racing at eighteen. Hurry up and get your driver’s license, then practice driving three hours every day.” “Your country accent is so tacky. Quickly practice standard English. If you embarrass my dad at a big event, I’ll kill you!” “Do you understand dining etiquette? Do you understand the rules of socialite circles? Have you ever even gotten your nails done?” As Nara scolded me, she started losing her temper: “I’m very picky about everything—food, clothes, housing, transportation. You reek of poverty. How could you possibly imitate me?” I humbly appeased Nara: “I can do it! Even if I don’t sleep, I’ll study hard according to your requirements.” I knew the gap between Nara and me was huge. But I wasn’t afraid. I forced myself to sleep only two hours a day. Besides practicing driving, I learned financial knowledge from scratch. I also studied all the major fashion magazines intensively, familiarized myself with every luxury brand, and learned etiquette from online videos. With superhuman willpower and determination, one month later, I successfully got my driver’s license, my spoken English became standard, and my eyes held much less timidity. Nara was quite satisfied: “I didn’t expect you to be so serious. Let’s move to the next stage.” She brought out materials and photos piled like a mountain: “This is my family tree. You need to recognize all these relatives clearly. They often give me gifts. If you dare mistake anyone, you’re dead.” “These are my family’s important business partners. You need to treat these people seriously, or my parents won’t be happy.” “This is information and background on my arranged marriage partner. Think it over carefully and deal with him properly for me.” I stared at the photo of the New York tycoon Diego, setting a goal for myself. As long as I could win over this man and have a few children with him, even if someone discovered my true identity later, with the children as my trump card, I could at least save my own life and my parents’ lives. My parents, after being beaten last time, never received treatment. Nara watched me closely and wouldn’t let me take care of them at all. I could only occasionally sneak back to bring them some medicine and food. “Don’t worry, once I become Nara, I’ll definitely let you live the good life.” For myself and my parents, I was full of energy, wishing I could utilize all twenty-four hours of the day. As the scabs on my face gradually fell off, the poor student couldn’t help but worry: “This Sarah looks too much like you after the surgery. What if she takes the opportunity to replace you and steal your wealth?” The subtitles were also anxious: [Supporting male character, please persuade Nara! This Sarah looks so malicious. She’s working so hard—clearly she wants to steal the nest!] [Can someone please tell Nara she’s going to die in a tsunami? I’m so anxious!] Nara dismissed this: “Can’t I control a lowlife trash collector? Don’t worry, I have a plan.” She grabbed my neck, her tone vicious: “I’m giving you an account number. After you infiltrate my family, you’ll transfer all the money my family gives you and the marriage fund to me.” “If I find out you’re embezzling my money, I’ll immediately come back and expose your identity, making your whole family die without a burial place!” After speaking, she pushed me away and smiled sweetly while holding the poor student’s arm: “From now on, she’ll continuously transfer money to us. We can travel the world without worry!” I obediently agreed on the surface, but inside I couldn’t stop sneering coldly. If Nara knew she would die soon, and that I would completely replace her… I wonder if she could still smile?
Soon, as my surgical wounds fully healed, my every word and action took on her appearance. I learned skincare and makeup, learned how to dress and accessorize, and learned how to act coquettish. I could recognize every relative and friend around Nara. I recognized more executives and subordinates in the company than even Nara did. As the wedding date drew closer, Nara couldn’t wait to put me into real combat: “Tonight my family will formally meet with Diego’s family to discuss the wedding. You better perform well!” The subtitles still wouldn’t give up: [I hope Sarah is full of holes tonight and gets discovered as a fake. That way our Nara still has hope.] [Sarah reeks of poverty in her bones. Diego will definitely notice. I’m waiting to see Sarah make a fool of herself.] The subtitles didn’t think highly of me, but I proved myself. From driving home and acting cute with Nara’s parents, to helping myself and Nara’s mother pick out dresses and makeup… throughout the entire process, not a single person in Nara’s family questioned that I was fake. If I could pass Nara’s family’s inspection, I was even less worried about Diego’s family. Before leaving, Nara’s mother asked worriedly: “Have you cut off contact with that poor student?” “You were making such a fuss about canceling the engagement before. Now you’re suddenly so cooperative—you’re not plotting something again, are you?” I imitated Nara’s tone, proudly raising my chin: “Mom, can you have a little faith in me! No matter how much I mess around, I can still see what’s important. I wouldn’t make you die of anger over a poor student!” “Besides, that Diego is good-looking enough for me. This arranged marriage isn’t a loss.” My sweet, coquettish yet clever manner would make even Nara herself bow down in admiration. It made Nara’s mother smile with relief. “You really are my good daughter. Here’s five hundred thousand—go trade in for a new car.” As soon as the money arrived, I transferred it to Nara. Nara expressed satisfaction and told me to perform well tonight. Once seated at the dinner table, even though I knew Diego kept observing me, I deliberately acted indifferent toward him. While eating, I paid special attention to avoid all the foods Nara wouldn’t touch. When they started discussing the wedding budget, Diego took the initiative to talk to me: “My current budget is eighty million dollars. Do you have any thoughts on this?” I curled my lips into a mocking smile: “Eighty million? Are you treating me like a beggar? I spend more than eighty million just setting off fireworks. If you want to marry me, please show the highest level of sincerity.” That haughty, domineering manner made Diego narrow his eyes appreciatively: “Alright, I’ll plan the wedding with a five hundred million budget, no upper limit.” I petulantly slammed the table: “Come sit over here. How can we discuss details from so far away?” “I want the best designer to design my wedding dress. I won’t wear it unless it’s covered in diamonds.” Diego smiled knowingly and sat beside me. The subtitles were all exclaiming: [Sarah really captured the essence. Neither family noticed Sarah is fake. What if she actually marries Diego?] [Can Nara please properly punish Sarah? I think this ugly woman really wants to climb up to Diego, this high branch.] Diego’s family was extremely satisfied with me and transferred ten million in wedding fund advance payment on the spot. As soon as the meeting ended, I transferred the money to Nara. “Sarah, your performance tonight was excellent—completely authentic.” I thought Nara had lowered her guard around me. Who knew she would suddenly change her expression and slap me hard: “Remember your identity. Fake is fake—it can’t become real.” “Your purpose in life is to get married for me, then transfer money to me to keep your parents’ dog lives safe.” After speaking, she actually dragged my parents out again. Right in front of me, she viciously broke one of my father’s legs: “If I find out you’re trying to replace me, I’ll cripple all your parents’ remaining legs!”
Amid my parents’ screams, I wiped away my tears and kowtowed to her in humiliation: “I’ll do whatever you tell me to do. I absolutely won’t covet things that don’t belong to me.” Nara threw all her documents at me, then took my documents and began preparing her elopement plan. Through the subtitles, I learned she and the poor student had booked a smuggling boat and reserved a house abroad. Following Nara’s instructions, I converted all her expensive bags and jewelry into cash and deposited it all into her account. During this time, I also persisted in paving my own way. Whenever I returned to Nara’s home, I would secretly collect Nara’s hair for future emergency use. The subtitles grew more and more anxious: [The more I watch this Sarah, the less she seems like a good person. I feel like Nara is raising a tiger that will devour her.] [If only Nara would check the weather forecast before setting her itinerary, she could avoid the tsunami!] I counted down to the elopement day, extremely excited inside. As long as Nara got on that boat and died in the tsunami, I wouldn’t have to live in fear anymore. I seized every opportunity to get close to Diego. However, Diego was unfathomable. One day he actually said to me: “Nara, you’re not quite what I imagined.” I used coquettishness to hide my panic, asking him what was different. “According to my investigation, you were previously madly in love with a poor student and even wanted to cancel the engagement for him.” “I wonder what made you change your mind and agree to this arranged marriage with me?” I scoffed, putting on a disgusted expression: “Can we not mention that tacky ex-boyfriend? Isn’t that bad luck?” Diego stared at me meaningfully: “Since you dislike your ex-boyfriend so much, I’ll keep an eye on him for you and absolutely won’t let him harass you again.” I suppressed my panic, treating Diego’s words as a joke. In our subsequent interactions, I began occasionally mentioning the poor student to avoid Diego’s suspicion. After enduring a few more days, the day of Nara’s elopement finally arrived. According to plan, I stayed at Diego’s place that night. I wanted to take the opportunity to sleep with him, while the subtitles live-broadcast the elopement process. [It makes me so angry to see Sarah hugging and kissing Diego! She’s here embracing the rich and handsome guy while the real Nara can only secretly board a boat to elope.] [Nara has ultimately boarded the ship of no return. The tsunami is approaching. My female lead is going to die like this…] Seeing the subtitles say that Nara’s boat had set sail, the heavy stone in my heart finally settled. After tonight, I would be the real Nara! No one would ever harm our family again, and I wouldn’t have to be anyone’s dog anymore. All that awaited me in the future would be inexhaustible wealth and honor. Suppressing my inner excitement, I was about to continue being intimate with Diego when his assistant suddenly pounded on the door frantically: “This is bad! That poor student eloped with Nara! Someone saw them board a ship heading abroad!” My body stiffened, and I completely panicked. Of all my calculations, I never calculated this. Diego wasn’t joking—he was actually keeping an eye on the poor student! If Diego wanted to get to the bottom of this, I would definitely be exposed! Not only would all my efforts be wasted, but our family of three couldn’t escape a horrible death either… Just as I was in a panic, Diego looked at me suspiciously, then opened the door and questioned his assistant: “Are you sure that woman who eloped is my fiancée Nara?” “Positive! I received photos!” Diego took the phone and looked. His expression instantly froze. The next second, he viciously grabbed my hand: “If the woman who eloped is Nara, then who are you?” My heart jumped into my throat. At the same time, the subtitles began scrolling frantically before my eyes.
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