The True Heiress And The Fake Heiress Ended Up Together - Chapter 5.2
She gave up the chance to state her identity, making herself look like a timid joke, but she stood in front of Qin Mianmian: “I want to stay with Mianmian, may I, Mr. Qin?”
Mr. Qin was silent, then he let out a sneering laugh.
Mrs. Qin at the dining table frowned, her face showing dissatisfaction.
In the hall, undercurrents surged. Qin Xing hastily finished his breakfast and pointed a chubby finger at Jian Ying’an: “Only I can stay by my sister’s side!”
Mrs. Qin: “This is none of your business.”
With that, the Qin family’s breakfast was over.
Mr. Qin and Mrs. Qin went to the company. The servants cleared the table, and the butler said expressionlessly: “Young Master, it’s time for school.”
It was a hot summer day. Heat waves were visibly rolling outside, at least 39 degrees. Jian Ying’an stayed in the room without the air conditioner on, and the dryness made her throat parched.
A few beads of sweat rolled down her small face. Her gaze was deep, and she realized a matter of urgency.
Qin Mianmian and Qin Xing had both gone to school, but she had not yet obtained admission qualifications.
In her previous life, it took nearly a month to enroll, which successfully attracted the attention of her classmates and made everyone curious about her.
Later, when they found out she seemed to be a child adopted by the Qin family, the previous attention backfired.
The term ‘illegitimate child’ followed her until graduation.
She wondered what it would be like this time.
The feeling of not having things under control was truly bad. Jian Ying’an thought that if she wanted to take care of Mianmian, this was not enough.
However, she was only six years old.
Jian Ying’an couldn’t sit still. She went downstairs. The servants ignored her, after all, she had caused Aunt Zhang to be fired yesterday.
Jian Ying’an walked into the courtyard.
The Qin family’s manor was vast; even the courtyard spanned three or four hundred square meters and was maintained by professional gardeners. The gardener merely glanced at Jian Ying’an.
Jian Ying’an walked all the way to the edge of the courtyard, spat on her palms twice, and awkwardly climbed over the wall.
After landing, she hissed, rubbing her palms. She hadn’t done anything naughty in years; her skills were rusty. Jian Ying’an shook her hands, turned around, and gave the Qin family the middle finger.
She wasn’t worried about surveillance at all.
Because there wasn’t any here.
A slight curve lifted the corner of her mouth. Jian Ying’an left with her head held high.
“This is too much!”
At the police station, several police officers were indignant.
Jian Ying’an shivered, sobbing: “Mommy didn’t do anything wrong, she just thought I was too stupid.”
Jian Ying’an’s current persona was that of an innocent little girl, coaxed by her mother to be a playmate for the rich family’s daughter. She ran away because she missed her mother, only to find that her mother had moved.
Her obviously high-end dress and her extremely thin figure made her story very convincing.
“The male master wouldn’t give me food. I was so hungry, and the female master was mean to me.”
“Although their daughter is very cute and treats me well, her brother hit me and broke my things.”
The more she spoke, the angrier the police officers became.
Jian Ying’an was too thin now; the dress hung on her like a large sack. She even stretched out her hand to show the police officer the injuries on her arm.
They were entirely caused by scrubbing too hard during her bath yesterday, but it solidified the story of her being humiliated and bullied.
After getting angry, the police officers felt a little helpless.
This could only be considered a family matter, and they couldn’t do anything to a wealthy family. They could only try to find the little girl’s mother: “What is your mother’s name?”
Jian Ying’an started crying again, mimicking Qin Mianmian’s tone, choked with tears: “I’m too stupid, I don’t know.”
“I only know her last name is Zhang, and she has a round face…”
Jian Ying’an described Aunt Zhang’s appearance, which took the police officers a long time to pinpoint Aunt Zhang’s residence.
During this time, she ate boxed lunches with the officers at the police station.
The boxed lunch was better than the Qin family’s food. Jian Ying’an ate ravenously, which made them feel another surge of pity. How could parents be like this!
When they took Jian Ying’an to Aunt Zhang’s place, Aunt Zhang was stunned.
In every sense of the word.
She had just been fired last night for being stubborn enough to plead with the butler. How was it that Jian Ying’an was also kicked out overnight, and now claimed to be her daughter?
Aunt Zhang’s mind raced. Thinking of Jian Ying’an’s identity, she grudgingly admitted it.
She didn’t argue and listened to a lecture.
The police officers saw Aunt Zhang’s good attitude, instructed her to treat her daughter well, and then left Jian Ying’an behind.
Aunt Zhang closed the door and turned to see Jian Ying’an sitting on a chair, yawning out of boredom.
Aunt Zhang: “…”
“Were you kicked out of the Qin family?”
It was truly an injustice. She was clearly a daughter with the Qin family’s blood, yet she received such treatment.
She would be better off as an orphan.
Aunt Zhang was troubled: “My family isn’t well off either. Both kids are in school, and the expenses are high…”
I’m afraid I can’t afford to raise you.
Jian Ying’an looked at Aunt Zhang.
Her eyes were probing.
“Thank you, I don’t need it.” Very polite.
Jian Ying’an got off the stool and stood across from Aunt Zhang. At six years old, she only reached Aunt Zhang’s waist, but her aura was somehow stronger than Aunt Zhang’s, making Aunt Zhang hesitant to underestimate her.
Aunt Zhang’s heart jolted.
She timidly squeaked: “You don’t need it? Then…”
Why did you come to my house?
Jian Ying’an’s expression was calm.
She was as skinny as a stick. Even picky eaters shouldn’t be skin and bones like this, making it obvious that she was not well cared for.
Returning to the Qin family, everyone assumed this was the beginning of her happiness.
If the butler hadn’t instructed the servants to ignore Jian Ying’an, saying she was only boarding at the Qin family, Aunt Zhang would have thought the same.
She couldn’t understand why the Qin couple could be so good to Qin Mianmian yet couldn’t tolerate Jian Ying’an, even though she was the biological daughter.
The inner workings of the wealthy were beyond Aunt Zhang’s comprehension.
Jian Ying’an’s eyes were calm, like still water.
She had never expected her parents’ affection.
She said: “What do you know about the nanny who swapped me?”
Aunt Zhang didn’t speak.
That nanny was Qin Mianmian’s biological mother, the beginning of Jian Ying’an’s suffering.
That’s what she thought.
Jian Ying’an: “I have a way for you to make money, provided you cooperate with me and don’t speak outside about me. You just need to follow what I say.”
Aunt Zhang frowned: “Don’t joke around.”
Making money wasn’t that easy.
Jian Ying’an wasn’t joking; she was waiting for Aunt Zhang’s answer.
Driven by a strange impulse, Aunt Zhang believed her.
The two arrived at the door of a lottery shop. Aunt Zhang felt she had believed her too soon.
The way to make money was buying lottery tickets? If she had that kind of luck, she would have struck it rich long ago. What was Jian Ying’an thinking? Why did she believe a six-year-old child?
And she even gave her twenty dollars…
Jian Ying’an also knew she was only six.
She wanted to leave the Qin family and have her own funds. It was definitely impossible at six years old, but she was unwilling to wait. She had endured Mr. Qin for so long in her previous life!
Jian Ying’an handed the boss twenty dollars and chose ten scratch-off tickets.
Of course, remembering winning numbers was not possible in such an absurd way.
Jian Ying’an buried her head in scratching, won twenty, and bought ten more tickets. This time, she won a thousand directly.
The boss gasped: “Little girl, you have great luck.”
Jian Ying’an smiled shyly: “It’s okay.”
A thousand dollars was not a small amount. The boss certainly wouldn’t hand the money to Jian Ying’an. He looked at Aunt Zhang beside her: “Come and claim the prize. Your daughter is quite lucky.”
Aunt Zhang came to her senses and took the thousand dollars.
Really, really won?
She looked at Jian Ying’an in shock. Was this a little lucky charm?
Of course not.
If Jian Ying’an were a lucky charm, would she have been so unlucky? There was a trick to this.
The early scratch-off tickets weren’t made with the best technology; each one had slight variations. She first bought ten, found the winning one, and then went to find other winning tickets.
This loophole was fixed later, but it hadn’t been yet.
Jian Ying’an was greedy. A thousand dollars was not enough; she wanted more.
So, she took Aunt Zhang around to lottery shops throughout the city, winning a total of over eight thousand, with varying amounts, trying to keep a low profile.
Holding eight thousand dollars, Aunt Zhang felt like she was dreaming.
Eight thousand dollars in one day? Was it that easy?
Jian Ying’an: “We can make more. Even if we lose, we’ll only be losing this eight thousand.”
Aunt Zhang was convinced: “Alright!”
She had to believe it; the money was already in her hands.
Aunt Zhang found it miraculous. Jian Ying’an was just a child, so why did she speak so maturely? After thinking for a moment, Aunt Zhang created a backstory for her.
She must have matured early after going through so much…
Jian Ying’an needed to hurry back.
She climbed back over the wall from the same spot. She didn’t even have to pretend; she walked back openly and was met with the servants’ continued disregard.
Jian Ying’an returned to her room to change clothes, ready to welcome her little princess home from school.