Bullet Comments Exposed My Secret!

I grew up in the slums, surviving by digging through trash.
On my eighteenth birthday, a barrage of comments appeared before my eyes.
Damn, CEO Shen's real daughter is still eating garbage. This experiment is brutal!
Seriously. To test his nature vs. nurture theory, Shen swapped his twin daughters. The real heiress grew up in the slums, while the adopted one lived as a princess in a mansion.
Now the adopted daughter, Aurora Lin, is worth billions, while the real one, Stella Lin, is still dumpster diving. The results are pretty clear!
I wiped the grime from my hands.
My gaze drifted to the massive LED screen on the luxury mall across the street. The face of "Aurora Lin" smiled down.
A face identical to my own, advertising a high-end brand.
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Her face was a portrait of laughterexquisite, flawless, like a meticulously polished diamond.
And I was a stone, covered in dust.
The necklace she's wearing today is the 'Heart of the Deep Sea,' auctioned for ninety million. CEO Shen bought it specially for her eighteenth birthday.
And what did Stella Lin get for her eighteenth birthday? Oh, a slap from her foster mother and being called a waste of money.
So tragic. The comparison is just brutal.
The words on the screen were like needles, pricking my mind.
I looked down at the half-eaten, moldy piece of bread in the trash can.
My dinner for the night.
A shrill voice cut through the air from behind me.
Stella Lin! Where the hell have you been? I told you to get soy sauce! Lazing around digging through trash for food again, are you?!
It was my foster mother, Martha.
She charged at me, grabbing a fistful of my hair and slamming my head against the dumpster.
Just like your good-for-nothing dead mother! A worthless piece of trash! All you know is how to eat!
Wasting our food all day long! Why dont you just die!
The metal edge of the bin scraped against my temple. It hurt.
The taste of blood filled my mouth.
Here we go, the daily abuse.
This foster mother is something else. Where did CEO Shen even find such a horrible person?
For the sake of the experiment's authenticity, of course. He needed the most hostile environment possible.
I didnt fight back.
After eighteen years, I was used to it.
When Martha was done yelling, she spat on me and sauntered off.
No dinner for you tonight! Get lost!
I steadied myself against the wall and slowly pulled myself up.
A black Bentley pulled up silently in front of me.
The window rolled down, revealing a perfectly made-up face.
It was Aurora Lins chief assistant, a woman named Chloe.
Id seen her in countless business magazines, always with an air of superiority.
Now, she pinched her nose, her eyes scanning me with disgust.
Youre Stella Lin?
I didnt answer, just stared at her.
Holy shit! The main event is here to deliver the final blow?
Nope, shes here to deliver the humiliation. I remember this part, its about to get intense!
Chloe took out an exquisitely packaged food container from the car and tossed it on the ground.
Food spilled everywhere, mixing with the mud.
Miss Aurora was worried about you, afraid youd be hungry.
She spoke in a gentle, cooing tone, as if soothing a pet.
She said these are leftovers from her banquet, specially packed for you.
She also said you should be used to the taste. After all, everything from a garbage dump tastes the same, right?
She covered her mouth and giggled.
Oh, right. Miss Aurora is live-streaming right now. She wants you to say hello to her fans.
She turned her phone screen towards me.
On the screen, Aurora sat in a pristine, lavish room, smiling sweetly at the camera.
The comments in the live chat scrolled by at a frantic pace.
Hahaha, Aurora is so kind, still thinking about her sister in the trash heap.
Oh my god, shes so filthy. Get away from her!
Make her eat it! Make her get on the ground and eat! I want to watch!
Auroras voice, laced with an innocent cruelty, came from the phone.
Stella, hurry up and eat. Dont waste my kind gesture.
Everyones watching. You dont want to disappoint Dad, do you? Hes very interested in the results of this environmental observation.
Environmental observation.
So thats what it was. In their eyes, my life was just an observation.
I looked at the food on the ground, then up at the face that was identical to mine.
Slowly, so slowly, I crouched down.
I picked up a piece of steak, caked in mud.
Under the watchful eyes of Chloe and hundreds of thousands of people in the live stream.
I brought it to my lips.
Then, just as they were all watching in anticipation, I smiled.
And I hurled that piece of steak right at the Bentleys window.
Grease instantly smeared across the expensive glass.
Chloes smile froze on her face.
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Are you insane?!
Chloes shriek pierced the dim evening of the slum.
She pointed a trembling finger at me, shaking with rage.
Do you have any idea how much this car costs? Can you afford to pay for it? You filthy, low-life piece of trash!
I ignored her tirade.
I just stood up and walked towards her, one step at a time.
I was filthy, reeking of the sour, rotting stench of the garbage dump.
Chloe instinctively backed away until her back hit the cold metal of the car.
What do you want? Im warning you, dont do anything stupid!
YES! Shes finally fighting back!
Get her! That assistant is such a bully, I cant stand her!
No, Stella, dont! Shes Auroras lackey! If you touch her, Mr. Shen will not let you off easy!
The comments were right to be worried.
For the past eighteen years, Id been beaten, humiliated, treated like a dog.
I remember when I was seven, I had a fever so high I was on the verge of death. But Martha took the money for my medicine and used it to play mahjong.
I lay on the cold floor, listening to the fireworks outside.
The comments told me it was Auroras birthday. Her father, Julian Shen, had rented out all of Disneyland for her, with a fireworks display that lasted all night.
I remember when I was twelve, I fainted at school from chronic malnutrition. My foster father, Mark, dragged me home, calling me a burden and telling me to go collect more bottles to sell.
The comments told me that at the same time, Aurora was skiing in the Alps with a world champion as her private instructor.
I remember when I was fifteen, I washed a classmates socks for a month in exchange for an old coat to get through the winter.
When Martha saw it, she snatched it away to give to her own son and broke one of my ribs in the process.
The comments told me that on the same day, Auroras closet was featured in a fashion magazine under the headline, The Ever-Changing Wardrobe of the Citys Top Socialite.
Every single time, I had endured it silently.
Because I knew that fighting back would only result in crueler treatment.
But today was different.
The moment I learned that everything I had suffered was just for an experiment to serve as someone elses foil, to prove that I was inherently inferior, something inside me shattered completely.
I walked up to Chloe and stopped.
We were so close I could see the panic her expensive foundation couldnt hide.
I reached out my hand.
She squeezed her eyes shut in fear.
I didnt hit her.
I simply plucked the expensive fountain pen from her jacket pocket.
A Montblanc, limited edition.
Id seen one before. Julian Shen had one on the cover of a business magazine.
What what are you doing with my pen?
Chloes voice was trembling.
I didnt say anything. I just took the pen, turned, and walked to the front of the car.
On the mirror-like hood, I carved, with force, three lines, one after the other.
MURDERER.
PAY YOUR DEBTS.
HEAVENS WRATH.
The sound of metal scraping against paint was sharp and piercing.
Chloes face went from pale to ashen.
You you
She stammered, unable to form a complete sentence.
On the other end of the live stream, Aurora had clearly seen what was happening. For the first time, her sweet voice was laced with genuine anger.
Stella Lin! Stop it! Youre ruining the birthday present Dad gave me!
Dad.
The word sounded so natural coming from her lips, and so utterly ironic.
I stopped carving and turned to the phones camera.
For the first time in eighteen years, I was looking clearly, directly, into her world.
Tell Julian Shen.
My throat was dry, each word like sandpaper.
The experiment is over.
Now, its my turn.
With that, I tossed the pen, now bent out of shape in my grip, back at Chloe.
She shrieked as if shed been burned and dropped it to the ground.
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I turned and walked away, not once looking back at the defaced Bentley and the furious Chloe.
Awesome! That was so satisfying! But Im so scared for her!
Julian Shen is definitely going to lose it. Thats his precious adopted daughter!
Run, Stella! Find a place to hide!
I didnt run.
This world was so big, yet there was no place for me.
I went back to that place I was supposed to call home.
The moment I walked in, Marthas hand came flying at my face.
You little bitch! Where the hell have you been? Think youve grown wings, do you?
For the first time in eighteen years, I ducked.
Martha froze, shocked that I would dare to dodge.
You dare defy me!
Her fury escalated. She lunged at me, claws out.
Her son, Ben, a fifteen-year-old who was taller and heavier than me, charged in to grab me from behind.
Mom! Get her! Well beat this jinx to death today!
In the past, they would have pinned me to the ground, kicking and punching until they were tired.
But today, I was done enduring.
The second before Bens hands touched me, I sidestepped and kicked him hard in the knee.
Aaargh!
Ben howled in pain and collapsed, clutching his leg.
Martha was stunned.
You you dare hit my son!
I looked at her coldly.
He deserved it.
You ungrateful brat! We raised you all these years for nothing!
Martha was trembling with rage. She grabbed a broom from the corner and swung it at my head.
I didnt dodge.
I just reached out and caught the other end of the broomstick, holding it firm.
We were at a stalemate.
Raised me for nothing?
I let out a laugh. It must have sounded ugly.
The orphan subsidy you get from the government every month you havent spent a single penny of it on me, have you?
Ive been digging through trash to feed myself since I was six, and I have to give most of it to you, or I get beaten.
The rent for this house? I pay for it. The food you eat? I buy it with money from selling plastic bottles.
So who, exactly, is raising whom?
I had never said these words before.
I thought that if I was obedient enough, I could earn a moment of peace.
I was wrong.
Mercy to wolves is cruelty to oneself.
Marthas face flushed red, then went pale.
You youre lying! Weve been so good to you, and you slander us!
Hahaha, shes panicking! Look at her!
Stella finally said it! Ive been waiting for this!
Those two leeches deserve it!
We can go down to the community office and find out if Im lying.
I yanked the broom from her grasp and threw it on the floor.
From today on, you wont get another cent of my money.
Im terminating the lease on this place tomorrow. You can figure things out for yourselves.
With that, I turned and went into my tiny room, less than fifty square feet, and locked the door.
I could hear Martha and Ben cursing and pounding on the door.
Stella Lin, you little animal! Get out here!
You dare terminate the lease? Ill break your legs!
I ignored them.
I pulled out a rusty metal box from under my bed. Inside was every penny I had managed to save over the years.
A total of three thousand, two hundred and six dollars and fifty cents.
This was all I had to fight back with.
Thats so little what can she do with that?
Dont lose hope! Stellas knowledge is priceless! She knows more about recycling than anyone!
Thats right! She knows which circuit boards are the most valuable, which plastics sell for the highest price!
The comments were encouraging me.
I opened the tattered copy of the Recycling and Utilization of Renewable Resources Handbook, a treasure Id found at a second-hand bookstore.
I needed money. A lot of it.
I needed a company. A company that would allow me to stand before Julian Shen.
I didnt want to be acknowledged by my family.
I wanted to crush everything he was proud of under my feet.
Just then, my beat-up phone rang.
It was an unknown number.
I hesitated for a moment, then answered.
On the other end was the cold, emotionless voice of a man.
Stella Lin?
Im Julian Shens lawyer.
Regarding the damage you caused to Miss Aurora Lins vehicle today, and the slander against Mr. Shens reputation, I am officially filing a lawsuit against you on behalf of my client.
The compensation amount is three million dollars.
Additionally, Mr. Shen asked me to relay a message.
The lawyer paused, his condescending tone practically dripping from the phone.
He said, since the game has started, you should play by the rules.
He is very much looking forward to seeing what new tricks a rat like you, wallowing in the mud, can come up with.
The line went dead.
Three million dollars.
The number was like a mountain, crushing the air from my lungs.
I looked at the crumpled three thousand dollars in my hand and laughed.
Despair?
No.
Excitement.
He had finally entered the game himself.

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