The True Heiress And The Fake Heiress Ended Up Together - Chapter 34

September marked the start of the school year.

Since it was just the transition from primary to middle school, there was practically no drama, merely a change of campus life.

It was this scorching summer, the air humid and hot, every expelled breath feeling scalding.

Fortunately, the school had planted many plane trees along the roadside, which blocked the sunlight, and with the occasional cool breeze, things were finally not so unbearable.

Jian Ying’an dragged her suitcase forward.

When she encountered steps, she lifted the suitcase and maneuvered it over, relying on her own strength.

The weather was truly too hot. Jian Ying’an’s hair was tied into a high ponytail, but a few strands had escaped, plastered to her neck with sweat, feeling itchy and uncomfortable.

She didn’t dwell on it.

After entering middle school, there were two benefits that lifted Jian Ying’an’s spirits.

One was that middle school was a boarding system; starting today, Jian Ying’an and Qin Mianmian would have to live in the dormitories.

The other was getting rid of that little fool, Qin Xing.

Ever since Qin Xing started primary school, he always ran to Jian Ying’an and Qin Mianmian’s classroom, calling “Sister, sister” over and over, which thoroughly annoyed Jian Ying’an.

Now, they were separated by an entire campus, and she wouldn’t have to go home.

Sweet.

As for why Jian Ying’an had to carry her luggage herself.

She was too lazy to care.

Another gust of cool wind blew, making the leaves rustle.

Just listening to the sound made her feel refreshed. Jian Ying’an sat down under a tree to rest. She looked at the blue sky and white clouds, and then at her own skin, which was flushed red from the sun.

At least Mianmian doesn’t have to suffer this.

The Qin family had special privileges. They could renovate the dorm room, allowing Qin Mianmian to live in a single room, and they could also drive her into the school so she wouldn’t have to carry her luggage.

As the Qin family’s daughter, the school wouldn’t say anything; in fact, they would dispatch teachers to look after her.

Jian Ying’an couldn’t hitch a ride on this privilege.

Six years. If the Qin family’s attitude towards Jian Ying’an had changed at all, it was still predicated on her being obedient and concealing her identity. She couldn’t enter and exit with Qin Mianmian, lest she arouse suspicion. She could only carry her suitcase in herself.

Other students walked past, accompanied by their parents.

Jian Ying’an sat on her suitcase, watching the parents caution their children to take care of themselves, while she was all alone.

She looked at the large banner hanging between two trees.

A bright red background with the words: Welcome New Students to School—

There was also a series of school rules. Perhaps knowing that the students wouldn’t read them carefully later, they stuffed the rules into their heads while the novelty was still fresh.

Jian Ying’an drew a fair amount of attention.

She was born beautiful: long legs, fair skin, big eyes, and delicate collarbones visible at her neckline. She was a girl who was excessively good-looking.

Jian Ying’an’s face was expressionless. After resting for a while, she continued to walk forward.

A few boys walked over, laughing boisterously.

Boys at this age had voices that were terribly grating: “Let us help you carry it.”

Jian Ying’an glanced at them, her gaze cold.

In this summer heat, it gave them a refreshing chill—but before they could continue speaking, Jian Ying’an used her foot to kick the bottom of the suitcase, where there were a few small wheels.

Then she easily dragged the suitcase forward.

There was no problem at all, just that the weather was a little hot.

Her overall icy demeanor didn’t have the slightest effect on her.

Qin Mianmian was waiting for Jian Ying’an downstairs at the dormitory.

She held a small fan, sitting on a wooden chair the dorm manager had given her, comfortably enjoying the breeze.

When she got tired of blowing the fan, she stretched her limbs but refused to get up from the chair.

Qin Mianmian watched the girls being escorted upstairs by their parents, feeling a bit bored, thinking they were more delicate than she was.

They even needed their parents to coax them. Boring.

Qin Mianmian pouted, wondering why Jiejie still hadn’t arrived.

She wanted to go upstairs and turn on the air conditioning.

She heard that Jiejie’s dorm was on the third floor, shared with three other girls, and the room only had a fan. Even the bathroom had to be shared.

But it wouldn’t matter as long as she brought Jiejie to her dorm room.

Everything she had rightly belonged to Jiejie.

Just as she was thinking this, Qin Mianmian saw Jian Ying’an emerge from the sunlight.

She immediately got up, not even having time to thank the dorm manager, and rushed to Jian Ying’an, aiming the small fan at her and blowing a flurry of air.

At the same time, she didn’t forget: “Jiejie, you must be tired!”

Qin Mianmian giggled.

“Jiejie, stay in my dorm room.”

“I specially picked out a large bed; it’s definitely big enough for the two of us to sleep in.”

“The bedsheets are also the color Jiejie likes.”

“And there’s air conditioning~”

For the last sentence, Qin Mianmian leaned in close to Jian Ying’an’s ear and whispered.

She couldn’t help it; saying it out loud would attract too much hatred. The school currently did not advocate for students to enjoy luxuries. Even though the school charged thousands of yuan in tuition every month, they wouldn’t install air conditioning in the dorms.

However, rich people could always find a way for their children to live well.

Jian Ying’an enjoyed the small fan service.

The fan was whirring. She didn’t find it annoying because she could only hear Qin Mianmian’s laughter.

The two walked up the stairs.

Jian Ying’an overheard a girl complaining: “What kind of lousy school is this? No air conditioning, no water heater.”

The parent, having coaxed her for too long, was a little annoyed: “The family spends 100,000 yuan a year to send you to this school, not for you to enjoy yourself!”

Qin Mianmian walked with light, quick steps.

The parent pointed at Jian Ying’an and Qin Mianmian.

“Look, they’re not causing a fuss!”

Qin Mianmian turned her head: “That’s right, I’m not a delicate child.”

Jian Ying’an found it amusing but didn’t expose her: “We’re going on ahead.”

Qin Mianmian: “Jiejie, let me carry it.”

Jian Ying’an: “No need.”

Behind them, the parent’s voice continued: “Look at them!”

The girl persisted: “Then give me a sister! Let my sister take care of me!”

The rest couldn’t be heard.

The two arrived at the dorm entrance, and Jian Ying’an directly ignored her own dorm room.

Having slept with Qin Mianmian for six years, she might not be able to fall asleep if they were suddenly separated.

The room was still pink.

The renovation was done in the style chosen by the Qin family. Qin Mianmian hadn’t given her own opinion, but after the Qin family left, she immediately went to the supermarket and bought new bedsheets to replace them.

She helped carry the suitcase inside: “I bought the wallpaper, too, but unfortunately, I don’t know how to put it up.”

Jian Ying’an: “I’ll do it.”

Qin Mianmian continued to smile: “Jiejie is so amazing~”

After turning on the air conditioner and resting for a while, it was time to put up the wallpaper, not even sparing the closet, until no pink could be found in the dorm room.

The dorm was converted from a quad room, about 30 square meters. Currently, it had a wall-length closet and a double bed, leaving the remaining space quite ample.

Qin Mianmian sat on the small sofa, curling up her legs, resting her head on one side, watching Jian Ying’an with focused eyes.

Jian Ying’an was busy running back and forth, giving her the illusion of setting up their little home together.

She looked back and met Qin Mianmian’s gaze.

They exchanged a smile.

“Jiejie.”

Qin Mianmian had grown quite a bit taller than six years ago. She still softly slumped onto Jian Ying’an.

Her arms were slender and long, wrapped around Jian Ying’an’s neck, her eyes shining brightly, as if she had countless things to say.

The air conditioner was dutifully working.

As long as they didn’t look at the sun outside, the temperature was just right, enough to keep one awake.

Yet, Jian Ying’an glanced outside, supporting Qin Mianmian to keep her from sliding off, and then walked over to close the curtains.

Being exposed to the sun was too hot.

Qin Mianmian’s voice was soft and sweet, her speech slow, making her sound like she was pouting.

No, she was pouting.

From the Qin house to the school, they had only been apart for a few hours.

She was clingy, as if they hadn’t seen each other for days, even more so than when she was little, practically a kitten reluctant to leave its mother.

Jian Ying’an was used to taking care of Qin Mianmian.

So, after closing the curtains, she asked, “What is it?”

She was not at all like the Jian Ying’an outsiders saw—cold towards others, with a subtly aloof smile.

Qin Mianmian lowered her body: “I’m hungry.”

Jian Ying’an took her to the cafeteria.

The two of them often sneaked out when they were at the Qin house, so there was no reason to shortchange themselves after leaving the Qin house.

If they really felt hard-done-by, it was the school cafeteria’s cooking that was the problem!

A girl spat: “They dare to call this an aristocratic school? It’s really disgusting.”

Jian Ying’an felt that the girl had spoken her mind.

In her past life, she had a poor foundation. She was advised to leave this school not long after enrolling and then attended a regular school.

It wasn’t until later, through hard work, that she was able to attend high school with Qin Mianmian.

The cafeterias of the two schools were at about the same level.

If Qin Mianmian had been eating this kind of food in her past life, Jian Ying’an would have felt heartbroken.

Jian Ying’an: “Let’s go out and eat.”

The complaining girl chimed in: “Can I join you?”

Jian Ying’an looked back.

It was the girl she had met earlier in the dorm building, the one who had complained to her parent about not having a sister. She didn’t expect the girl to be so friendly and directly strike up a conversation.

The girl: “My name is Li Dong. What’s yours?”

Jian Ying’an: “…”

Li Dong continued: “I feel like you two look familiar. I think I should know you, but I can’t quite remember.”

Qin Mianmian’s memory was better than hers: “Did you participate in a variety show when you were little?”

Li Dong: “Yes, yes! How did you know! You aren’t a fan of mine, are you!”

Li Dong: “I can’t believe someone still remembers me after six years.”

Li Dong: “Wait, something’s not right… I think I should remember who you are.”

Six years ago, Li Dong was a timid little scaredy-cat.

She was hesitant and didn’t dare to speak.

Six years later, she was full of vigor, turning into a chatterbox who found everyone familiar and even talked back to her parent.

Li Dong recalled their identities, and she tentatively said: “To be honest, there were two little girls my age in that show, one named Jian Ying’an and the other named Qin Mianmian.”

Li Dong: “I still remember them after all this time because their relationship was truly too good.”

From that day on, she had envied Qin Mianmian for having a sister.

She never expected to still be envious six years later.

Qin Mianmian looked very unhappy: “You talk too much.”

Six years had changed more than just Li Dong.

Qin Mianmian didn’t want to be disturbed.

She put down her half-eaten meal: “Jiejie, let’s go out and eat.”

Li Dong stared eagerly at Qin Mianmian.

She was no longer the sweet little child who would share kindly.

She had turned bad!

Jian Ying’an: “Let’s go.”

The two left the cafeteria.

Qin Mianmian was extremely vigilant. Even though she could no longer see Li Dong, she was still wary: “If she really remembered us, why did she need me to remind her? She’s just like that!”

“So, Jiejie, don’t pay attention to her!”

Jian Ying’an agreed without hesitation: “Okay.”

Qin Mianmian still didn’t relax: “I shouldn’t have participated in that show in the first place.”

It would have been fine if she hadn’t run into Li Dong, but now that she had, she remembered the bucket of shrimp from six years ago.

Why did she share the shrimp!

Jian Ying’an asked, “Is there anything you want to eat?”

Qin Mianmian: “Shrimp!”

“Alright.”

“Not crawfish!”

“Then large prawns.”

“…Not large prawns either!”

Qin Mianmian stopped: “Jiejie, go catch the shrimp. I want to eat the shrimp you catch, and I want you to cook it yourself!”