The True Heiress And The Fake Heiress Ended Up Together - Chapter 43

Jiang Anyan’s popularity was currently at its peak.

The moment she entered the hotel, she took off her hat and mask, allowing people to recognize her immediately.

The person who recognized her was now looking at Jian Ying’an and Qin Mianmian, thinking, even if the Movie Queen married in secret, she wouldn’t have such a big child, right? Then, they heard Jiang Anyan turn around and call out, “Little sister, what do you want to eat?”

Jian Ying’an cast a cold glance, offering no explanation.

Explaining would only make things more troublesome; she certainly didn’t want to become someone else’s daughter for no reason.

Walking into the private room, Jiang Anyan said, “Mianmian has quite a talent for acting. It would be great if she could join the entertainment industry with me.”

Qin Mianmian went to the restroom to change her dress, eager to try it on.

Jian Ying’an replied, “You can only dream about that.”

Jiang Anyan had already become a Movie Queen and had a certain status in the industry, so she naturally knew Qin Mianmian’s identity.

She was the eldest daughter of the Qin family, Qin Mianmian.

How could she possibly follow her into the entertainment industry?

Speaking of identity, Jiang Anyan turned her head to look at Jian Ying’an.

At the age of twelve, she already exuded an air of noble coldness, a beauty that the entertainment industry would embrace.

Regarding Jian Ying’an’s identity, Jiang Anyan had genuinely felt sorry for her six years ago. After the recording ended, she truly went to look for those irresponsible parents.

Of course, she found nothing, just getting an eyeful of dust.

Later, Ye Zhou advised her not to interfere too much.

It was then that Jiang Anyan learned that Jian Ying’an’s parents had a significant connection with the Qin family, which was why Ye Zhou had advised her.

Jiang Anyan’s gaze felt substantial, and Jian Ying’an slightly furrowed her brow.

What was this person thinking now?

Jiang Anyan cautiously asked, “Have you found your parents?”

Jian Ying’an was silent.

She really didn’t know.

The matter of the switched identities between the true and false daughters was known only to a few. No matter how the eccentric Su Nan knew, in most people’s minds, Jian Ying’an was the person taken in by the Qin family.

It was an act of kindness by the Qin family.

Heh, Jian Ying’an countered, “What do you think of the Qin couple?”

Jiang Anyan couldn’t figure out why Jian Ying’an asked this. She replied, “I haven’t interacted with them. I’ve heard from people in the industry that the Qin corporation has immense assets and power, and the couple uses ruthless tactics—typical capitalists.”

However, they were very good to their daughter, extremely doting.

Jiang Anyan thought that no matter how much they doted on her, it probably wouldn’t surpass Jian Ying’an.

Since the Qin family had kindly ‘taken her in,’ it was no wonder Jian Ying’an was so good to Qin Mianmian; the Qin couple were her ‘benefactors.’

Jian Ying’an nodded. “They are my biological parents.”

Jiang Anyan had just picked up a glass of water to drink. Upon hearing this, she didn’t react immediately, but after swallowing the water, her expression was one of astonishment.

She widened her eyes. “What?”

Jian Ying’an: “Don’t overthink it; I’m not an illegitimate child.”

Jiang Anyan: “You said they are your biological parents, so of course you’re not an illegitimate child. How could a child born by a married couple be illegitimate… Wait, they are your biological parents?”

The irresponsible parents who abandoned Jian Ying’an with the nanny, regardless of her well-being, and only took her back to give the nanny a large sum of money?

The heinous parents whom Jian Ying’an had been looking for for several years, yet couldn’t find?

They were the Qin couple?!

Then what about Qin Mianmian?

Jiang Anyan glanced toward the restroom but didn’t hear any movement.

A trace of self-mockery-stained Jian Ying’an’s eyes. “Do you think they are kind-hearted?”

Daring not to acknowledge their biological daughter, claiming instead to have adopted her—could such a pair of parents still be called kind-hearted?

That was truly repulsive.

Jian Ying’an had been disgusted for many years, from her past life to this one.

She closed her eyes, concealing any excessive emotion.

Jiang Anyan paused, then whispered, “Does Mianmian know?”

Qin Mianmian walked out of the restroom.

She had changed into the blue and yellow princess dress. It fit her perfectly, and with her delicate features, shoulder-length black hair, and the red hair accessory on her head, she looked exactly like Snow White.

She smiled, her cheeks flushed, very satisfied with the dress her sister had made for her.

She twirled around, the skirt flaring up, making her look lively and charming.

Qin Mianmian ran over to Jian Ying’an in the dress. “Sister, does it look good?”

Jian Ying’an pressed down on the hem of her skirt. “It looks good.”

Qin Mianmian: “How good?”

Jian Ying’an: “Very, very good.”

The meaningless dialogue made Qin Mianmian smile even happier. She turned her head to look at Jiang Anyan, her dark eyes shimmering with tiny lights.

Jiang Anyan was now able to control her expression well.

But she couldn’t forget Jian Ying’an’s identity.

She was about to join in with a compliment when she heard Qin Mianmian say in a soft, sweet voice, “I know, though~”

Qin Mianmian wrapped both arms around Jian Ying’an’s neck, resting in her embrace, looking at Jiang Anyan.

Of course, she knew her own identity.

And she knew her sisters too.

Qin Mianmian wouldn’t judge whether the Qin couple was good or bad. After all, they had raised her for many years. She only knew that she didn’t like Mrs. Qin’s demands.

She liked her sister.

If her sister needed it, she could give everything back, and she could even package herself up and give herself to her sister.

Qin Mianmian curved her eyes into a smile. “I know Sister is the biological one, and I was the one picked up.”

Jiang Anyan: “Wait?”

At this, Jiang Anyan was completely unable to process it. Even if Jian Ying’an were the biological one, it was one thing.

No, it wasn’t, how could they treat a biological child like that?

But for Qin Mianmian not to be the biological one—this was the reverse of what she had assumed.

They didn’t recognize their biological daughter but were so good to the child they picked up.

Most importantly, both of them knew the truth, yet they stuck together openly, their relationship so close.

Jiang Anyan suddenly understood why Ye Zhou had advised her.

This complicated situation was something she couldn’t figure out; only the two children themselves knew, and she couldn’t intervene.

But she remembered quite clearly that Jian Ying’an was only six years old back then, yet already so capable—it was all born from the pressures of life, all because of the Qin couple’s absurdity.

She was just as angry as she had been back then.

Jiang Anyan looked at Jian Ying’an. She was holding Qin Mianmian, her chin resting on Qin Mianmian’s head, her eyes slightly narrowed, a look of contentment on her face.

Identity was irrelevant to the two of them.

Jiang Anyan’s eyes flashed, and just at that moment, the food was served, so she could only focus on eating first.

They had ordered everything Qin Mianmian liked. Jian Ying’an tasted a few bites and then put down her chopsticks, watching Qin Mianmian eat.

When it was time to pay the bill, Jian Ying’an followed. Of course, she wouldn’t rush to pay.

Jian Ying’an: “Mianmian has a very good relationship with you. I think you should be trustworthy. You won’t tell anyone about this, will you?”

Jiang Anyan was getting a headache from this confusing and tangled relationship. She wasn’t foolish, and she wouldn’t go around spreading this information. It was just that she remembered that year when she had been determined to help Jian Ying’an.

That delay lasted six years.

Jian Ying’an seemed unchanged.

Jiang Anyan thought she was truly amazing.

Jian Ying’an was right; her Movie Queen title was won by authentic portrayal. She hadn’t encountered many setbacks in her life; everything had gone smoothly.

Seeing Jian Ying’an’s background, she couldn’t help but feel a pang of sadness.

Jiang Anyan: “I won’t.”

Jian Ying’an: “I’m telling you this for no other reason than I don’t want to hear you praise the Qin couple’s kindness.”

Jiang Anyan pouted. “That would be too ironic.”

Fortunately, Jian Ying’an told her. Even if she didn’t know what to do, she wouldn’t let herself become a joke.

Jiang Anyan paid the bill.

She held her card, not putting it back into her bag. No matter how smoothly things had gone for Jiang Anyan all this time, she was a woman nearing thirty now. After her thoughts settled, she still said, “Although I can’t help with a big problem, I can help with a small one.”

Jian Ying’an smiled slightly. “I was just about to bring this up with you.”

After Qin Mianmian changed out of the dress at the hotel, she returned to the dorm with Jian Ying’an.

On the way, she promised that she would never hide anything from her sister again, would tell her immediately, and wouldn’t let her worry. She made many promises before Jian Ying’an let her off the hook.

Jian Ying’an really couldn’t handle this happening again.

She would rather Qin Mianmian lay her cards on the table and say, I don’t like you, or I don’t want to be with you.

In that case, Jian Ying’an would be sad, but she wouldn’t keep clinging to Qin Mianmian.

Jian Ying’an put the key in the lock, but didn’t turn it.

Right, there’s one more thing. She turned to look at Qin Mianmian. “The senior checking the dorms asked if you want to join the Student Council.”

Qin Mianmian was dismissive. “Sister, just reject that for me.”

Jian Ying’an smiled. “I was just wondering what your opinion was. If you want to join, I’ll go talk to the senior.”

Opening the door, Qin Mianmian darted inside.

She sat down at the desk and, with a pained expression, opened the drawer and took out her homework book. Jian Ying’an saw the diary next to the homework book and guiltily averted her eyes.

Fortunately, she hadn’t secretly read the diary.

Living in the same dorm room truly tested one’s boundaries.

Jian Ying’an put away the dress and heard Qin Mianmian say, “What’s good about joining the Student Council? It’ll just take time away from being with you, Sister.”

The sound of the ballpoint pen scratching the paper was pleasant and rustling.

Qin Mianmian wrote for a while and then put down the pen.

She turned around. “Oh, right! What about Sister’s dress?”

Qin Mianmian: “I wore the Snow-White dress you made for me. What about Sister’s formal gown! I want to see it too!”

Jian Ying’an walked over and showed Qin Mianmian her hand.

There was a band-aid on her fingertip. She had been pricked by a needle several times while making the dress.

Actually, it wasn’t a big deal; the band-aid was intentional.

Intentional, but effective.

Qin Mianmian instantly connected that the dress was personally made by her sister, and the injuries on her hand were all for her. Her eyes turned red. “Did Sister get hurt making the dress for me?”

Jian Ying’an nodded, pretending to be nonchalant. “There wasn’t enough time. I only had time to make yours.”

Qin Mianmian immediately felt a pang of guilt.

She had been insisting that her sister wear the Evil Queen’s formal gown, but her sister had hurt her hand making the performance costume for her and didn’t even have time to make one for herself. And she had hidden things from her sister, causing her to worry.

She was too willful.

Qin Mianmian pressed her face against Jian Ying’an’s hand, softly saying, “Sister, I’m sorry.”

She was truly sorry.

Large tears rolled down her cheeks.

Qin Mianmian was not someone who cried easily. She might have cried a little when she was younger, but as she grew up, she actively tried to stop herself from crying.

But she was still only twelve years old.

Girls at the age of twelve are easily moved by small things.

Qin Mianmian enjoyed her sister’s goodness to her, yet she couldn’t bear to see her sister hurt even a little. Once she started crying, she couldn’t stop. “I was wrong. I’ll make clothes for you, Sister. I want to make them for you too.”

“I want to be good to you, too.”

Jian Ying’an secretly curved her lips. She leaned in close to Qin Mianmian’s ear. “How good?”

Qin Mianmian: “I’ll give the dress to you!”

Jian Ying’an: “…”

The fat girl’s dress? She didn’t want it.

She coaxed her for a while, and only after hearing what she wanted to hear did she comfort Qin Mianmian. “No need for Mianmian to make one for me. What if your hand gets hurt too?”

Qin Mianmian sniffled. “That’s true. The dress I make probably wouldn’t look good anyway. Sister’s looks good because Sister is amazing.”

Sister is the most amazing.

And the best to me.

Sister should wear the most beautiful dress.

Qin Mianmian made up her mind. “This weekend, I’ll take Sister to buy a formal gown, the most expensive and the best one! I’ll pay!”