The Cannon Fodder Crazy Beauty Has Awakened [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 42.2

Love tugs at emotions, driving people to lose control, to madness.

Just like Chi Jingyan at this moment.

Yet Jiang Wanjing’s demeanor had remained composed from start to finish. Even when she heard rumors of Tang An’s ambiguous relationship with a junior, seemingly betraying her behind her back, she hadn’t been angry.

Memories can lie, too.

Jiang Mengyu gazed at the person before her, whose eyes were red with emotion. Slowly, she raised her hand to wipe away a tear at the corner of Chi Jingyan’s eye, but Chi Jingyan tilted her head slightly, avoiding the touch uncharacteristically so.

“She’s been gone for too long,” Jiang Mengyu said slowly. “Many things about her have grown hazy in my memory.”

Chi Jingyan sniffled, unsatisfied with this answer. She cut straight to the point: “Did you love her?”

Jiang Mengyu shook her head. “She was my sister.”

Her love for Jiang Wanjing wasn’t the passionate kind shared between lovers but the devotion reserved for one’s only family.

Hearing this, Chi Jingyan couldn’t help biting her lip. She wanted to say, She wasn’t your real sister anyway, who knows what her true feelings for you were?

What if Jiang Mengyu saw her as a sister, while the other harbored romantic feelings, watching her grow up right before her eyes?

Perverted!

But Chi Jingyan also detected from Jiang Mengyu’s tone that there had been no such intentions on her part.

This eased Chi Jingyan’s mind slightly.

Still, the woman was already dead, and everything Chi Jingyan had imagined was mere speculation. It wasn’t something she could outright accuse her of. Now, Chi Jingyan was more concerned about something else.

“That person who saved your life was it her too?”

“No,” Jiang Mengyu answered firmly, her expression open and unguarded.

Chi Jingyan remained half-doubtful. Her eyes were damp and red, her lips bitten to a deep crimson, though she seemed unaware. She stared fixedly at Jiang Mengyu. “Then the reason you accepted the necklace… was it also because…”

Because it reminded you of her?

Chi Jingyan swore that if Jiang Mengyu dared say yes in any form, she would never forgive her so easily again!

Their sweet past together had been tainted by another’s shadow. Even something akin to a token of love had been accepted because of someone else. To Chi Jingyan, this was more agonizing than having her heart torn out.

Not entirely.

That’s what Jiang Mengyu thought, though she didn’t show it. Instead, she reached out and pulled Chi Jingyan into an embrace.

Chi Jingyan struggled slightly, but seeing Jiang Mengyu wasn’t letting go, she simply gave in.

The young miss hadn’t rested well the night before, and after the emotional rollercoaster just now, she was utterly exhausted, both physically and mentally.

She didn’t realize that her emotions were now entirely dictated by Jiang Mengyu even the slightest shift in Jiang Mengyu’s attitude would leave her uneasy, prompting her to reflect on herself.

When had Chi Jingyan ever been this insecure?

Fortunately, Madam Chi didn’t know, or she would have disliked Jiang Mengyu even more.

Jiang Mengyu gently stroked Chi Jingyan’s long hair. It had been a long time since she’d been this tender during the day. Even if Chi Jingyan still harbored lingering anger, she couldn’t help but be drawn into this rare warmth.

Jiang Mengyu brushed aside the damp strands clinging to Chi Jingyan’s cheek and softly explained, “There’s no one else. Only you.”

“Apart from you, I’ve never kissed anyone else, nor have I been entangled with anyone.”

All her experience in this regard came from Chi Jingyan alone.

Jiang Mengyu knew exactly what Chi Jingyan truly cared about. She lowered her head and kissed the top of Chi Jingyan’s head. “The gifts you gave me are one of a kind.”

Her pheromones were, and so was the necklace.

Even if Chi Jingyan had some connection to Jiang Wanjing, even if this necklace looked identical to the previous one, it was still not the same person, nor the same necklace.

Jiang Mengyu had always believed that what made someone special in her heart was the unique memories they shared. Without those, even the most familiar person would become a stranger.

The hollowness in Chi Jingyan’s chest gradually filled with Jiang Mengyu’s words, but she still wasn’t entirely at ease. Tilting her head up, she sought confirmation once more, “So, you only accepted it because it was from me? It has nothing to do with anyone else, right?”

“Mm.”

The two locked eyes in silence for a moment. Only when Chi Jingyan was certain she saw no trace of deception in Jiang Mengyu’s gaze did she finally begin to relax.

Still, Chi Jingyan couldn’t shake the thought, she’d have to ask Secretary Zhao to investigate more thoroughly.

Were those detectives just freeloaders?

How could they find nothing?

Now that things were cleared up, Chi Jingyan relaxed into Jiang Mengyu’s embrace, her tone softening considerably. “I didn’t mean to lash out at you earlier.”

“I know.” Jiang Mengyu toyed with her earlobe, her fingertips accidentally grazing the love bite behind Chi Jingyan’s ear, sending a shiver down her spine.

“I heard people say that problems should be communicated promptly.” Chi Jingyan took a deep breath.

For her, speaking such sentimental words was no small challenge, yet she forced herself to push through the embarrassment.

“Overthinking will only drive us further apart.”

The flush in Chi Jingyan’s eyes hadn’t faded, but her gaze grew earnest. “I want us to have a good ending.”

“So, whether it’s you or me, if there’s anything we don’t understand, we have to ask outright, okay?”

Chi Jingyan didn’t want their relationship to be destroyed by suspicion.

Hadn’t their past arguments stemmed from exactly that?

Jiang Mengyu wouldn’t ask, and Chi Jingyan couldn’t bring herself to explain, leaving the tension between them to fester.

Jiang Mengyu gazed deeply into her eyes. “Okay.”

Did Chi Jingyan truly want a future with her?

Not just for fun?

Jiang Mengyu had witnessed too many sweet beginnings turned sour, too many fickle hearts and shifting affections. Perhaps Chi Jingyan’s promise was sincere at this moment, but how long could such sincerity last?

Even a love as deep as Tang An and Xiao Chan’s had crumbled into mutual suspicion and accusations when faced with mortal peril.

What about Chi Jingyan?

If one day she found herself in such a desperate life-or-death situation, would she abandon Jiang Mengyu to save herself?

Or would she be willing to die in Jiang Mengyu’s stead?

Jiang Mengyu was genuinely curious.

Chi Jingyan, however, had no idea what thoughts were running through the mind of the person holding her. She was secretly delighted by Jiang Mengyu’s response.

She had just said she wanted a happy ending with Jiang Mengyu, and Jiang Mengyu hadn’t denied it!

Didn’t that mean Jiang Mengyu would definitely accept her pursuit after the college entrance exams?

Chi Jingyan’s heart swelled with anticipation, even growing somewhat impatient.

Why was there still a whole month left?

As the steady rhythm of Jiang Mengyu’s breathing filled the air, Chi Jingyan’s mood gradually calmed. She thought perhaps she had truly misunderstood the situation with “sister.” After all, it was she who had brought up the moon, Jiang Mengyu had never hinted at it.

And before that, the way Jiang Mengyu looked at her hadn’t seemed like she was seeing someone else through her.

She had let her concern cloud her judgment.

Chi Jingyan didn’t know Jiang Mengyu had once owned an identical necklace. Had she known, she would never have let the matter rest so easily.

Just as she closed her eyes, drowsiness creeping in, another thought suddenly surfaced in Chi Jingyan’s mind.

Her eyes flew open.

“Jiang Mengyu,” Chi Jingyan traced Jiang Mengyu’s features with her gaze and asked softly, “If just if—”

The young miss’s tone was uncharacteristically awkward.

“After we find the person who saved your life, would you… would you…”

Would you start liking that person instead?

Chi Jingyan had seen how much importance Jiang Mengyu placed on this debt of gratitude. It was impossible for her not to feel nervous.

Originally, Chi Jingyan hadn’t wanted to ask after all, the memories tied to this matter were far from pleasant.

But the atmosphere today was perfect for such a conversation, and she had just vowed to be honest with Jiang Mengyu.

Once the words were out, Chi Jingyan fixed her eyes on Jiang Mengyu’s face, determined not to miss even the slightest reaction.

Jiang Mengyu lifted her eyelids. “I don’t have a habit of two-timing.”

Chi Jingyan knew Jiang Mengyu was subtly mocking her, but she didn’t care. As long as she had this assurance from Jiang Mengyu, she could rest easy.

Though Jiang Mengyu often enjoyed riling her up, when it came to serious matters, she had never lied to her.

The unease in her heart gradually dissipated with Jiang Mengyu’s explanation. Chi Jingyan gazed at the person before her, the corners of her lips curling up unconsciously.

Jiang Mengyu lay quietly in her bed, enveloped in her scent, as though thoroughly marked by her presence.

A strange sense of satisfaction welled up in Chi Jingyan’s heart.

Even if Jiang Mengyu was lying to her, it didn’t matter.

They still had the future ahead of them. Whether it was “sister,” the lifesaver, or anyone else no one would be able to take Jiang Mengyu away from her.

Chi Jingyan tucked in the blanket, nestling herself into Jiang Mengyu’s arms, and gradually drifted off to sleep.

But after she fell asleep, Jiang Mengyu slowly opened her eyes clear and wide awake, without a trace of drowsiness.

After Jiang Wanjing was tricked back to the country by Tang An, they actually met once. At that time, Jiang Wanjing had asked her with a smile, “Is there someone you like?”

Jiang Mengyu rarely gave much thought to matters of the heart. She had never encountered anyone who could truly stir her emotions.

But when Jiang Wanjing asked, she still pondered seriously for a moment. “I suppose I’d like someone who can surprise me.”

Romance needs excitement too warm, too bland, and it becomes stagnant water.

Jiang Wanjing asked, “What do you mean by ‘surprise’?”

Gazing at her beautiful, mature features, Jiang Mengyu replied casually, “A little wild but still in control, occasionally throwing me some unexpected thrills.”

She never hid the wickedness in her bones when facing Jiang Wanjing.

Jiang Wanjing fell silent for a long moment upon hearing this, then finally said softly, “Then I hope you get your wish.”

Later, she left because Tang An called to say time was almost up.

Jiang Mengyu had always thought she had forgotten, but in truth, she remembered it all too clearly Jiang Wanjing’s tone and expression when she spoke, and that final phone call she made to her.

What had Jiang Wanjing wanted to say to her as her blood slowly drained away, sensing that death was likely near?

Was it to tell her to take care of herself?

Or to avenge her?

Jiang Mengyu lowered her head and gazed at Chi Jingyan for a long while, then reached out to trace her brows and eyes with delicate, tender fingers.

There wasn’t the slightest resemblance to Jiang Wanjing in the face before her.

A pensive shadow flickered in Jiang Mengyu’s eyes.

Is it really you?

Sister?

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