If Being Loved Requires Passing a Test

Three years ago, I unexpectedly awakened the true-and-fake heiress scheme. The system told me that the driver's daughter, who happened to be my best friend, was the real heiress. By then, the driver and his wife had already died in an accident. Guilt-ridden, I secretly ran a test, then came forward on my own to give my place back to my best friend. After that day, everything changed. The parents who had once doted on me now hit and scolded me at the slightest thing.