The True Heiress And The Fake Heiress Ended Up Together - Chapter 53

A gust of wind blew past, and Jian Ying’an felt a sense of breathlessness.

Across from her, Qin Mianmian lifted her head. The skirt of her white gauze dress gently swayed, like a feather tenderly brushing past Jian Ying’an’s throat.

It was a ticklish feeling, a desire to say something, yet unable to find the words.

Qin Mianmian stood at the entrance of the Qin family home, gazing with a smile. The bright light in her eyes was like a star flying away into the night sky.

Whoosh.

Countless memories flooded back.

The Qin family home had been Jian Ying’an’s nightmare for over a decade. She had stood alone in that dream, with no one to pull her out.

It was colder than the darkest night, and only a point of burning hatred in her heart kept her going. She constantly wished to destroy the Qin family, and fortunately, she succeeded.

It was incredibly easy, almost like she was the chosen one.

Later, Qin Mianmian illuminated all the light in her life.

Now, she stood at the Qin family entrance, clutching her dress, looking at Jian Ying’an. The faint shimmer of tears in her eyes was visible as she asked, “Sister, are you going to take me away?”

The nightmare ended without her noticing, and her body felt lighter. Whatever happened next seemed irrelevant.

Jian Ying’an said nothing, merely extended her hand.

Qin Mianmian unhesitatingly took it, stepping closer to Jian Ying’an.

The warmth of her palm was comforting, giving Jian Ying’an a sense of peace she had never felt before. Her eyebrows lowered, her eyes half-closed, as she “stole” the Mianmian who belonged to her, right at the Qin family gate.

A low laugh was suppressed in her throat. Jian Ying’an’s long hair was casually and messily spread out, making her breathtakingly beautiful.

She rested her chin on the top of Qin Mianmian’s head, embracing her. “You’re just going to leave with me like this?”

Qin Mianmian squinted, “Because I like Sister.”

Heaven knows how much she liked Qin Mianmian now.

Since she was going to abduct her, she might as well go all the way.

Jian Ying’an made up her mind. She brought Qin Mianmian into the car, fastened her seatbelt, and then stepped on the gas pedal, speeding away.

“I’m not planning to let you go back. Think carefully.”

“With Sister here, I’m not afraid.”

“What if the Qin family calls you non-stop?”

Qin Mianmian glanced at Jian Ying’an in the driver’s seat.

She had an exquisite figure and was wearing a blue and pink outfit—one that she had changed out of Qin Mianmian’s closet. Against the black night sky outside the window, Jian Ying’an’s skin glowed white.

Qin Mianmian smiled, “Then I’ll say Sister threw away my phone, I didn’t bring my wallet, and Sister restricted my freedom—”

You were the one who took me; just directly shift the blame to you.

She spoke, her shoulders shaking slightly.

Jian Ying’an was amused. “Alright, no letting you go back to school for classes then.”

Qin Mianmian protested, “No way, I want perfect attendance.”

Jian Ying’an was only joking.

At least she had snatched Mianmian out today. As for Shen Jinyu demanding her back at school tomorrow, she would just send her away.

Although she genuinely wanted to take Qin Mianmian abroad, cut off all ties with the Qin family’s surveillance, buy a small apartment, and live a peaceful life with Qin Mianmian.

The question was, where should she drive now?

She didn’t want to go back to school, nor did she want to go to her usual resting place. After thinking it over, “When is your first class tomorrow?”

Qin Mianmian thought for a moment. “In the afternoon.”

She had proposed the date hoping to have a wonderful night out with her sister, but she ran into Qin Hang and was forced to go home halfway.

Jian Ying’an: “Then, would you like to see the place where I lived when I was little?”

Qin Mianmian had no objection.

Jian Ying’an was referring to the countryside where she lived before she was six, the place where the nanny hid her. However, spanning two lifetimes, nearly twenty years, she almost couldn’t find the way.

Following the navigation, the closer they got to the countryside, the darker and narrower the roads became.

The countryside was much quieter than the city, and they could occasionally hear the calls of nocturnal animals.

The surroundings felt eerie.

Qin Mianmian wanted to hug Jian Ying’an tightly, but she worried about affecting her driving. She kept looking out the window, feeling uneasy.

Qin Mianmian: “Sister, I suddenly have an objection.”

Her tone was soft and laced with fear. Although she wanted to see the place where her sister lived as a child, couldn’t they come during the day! Why did it have to be at night!

Qin Mianmian had never even watched a horror movie, and her social circle was small; she hadn’t experienced any ghost stories.

But the darkness was a deep-seated fear etched into the human heart.

Qin Mianmian carefully finished speaking, but didn’t hear Jian Ying’an’s reply.

She turned to look, only to see Jian Ying’an was expressionless, and the light inside the car was dim…

A black sedan stopped by the roadside, its headlights on.

Qin Mianmian crouched by the roadside, sobbing. Jian Ying’an regretted her actions and coaxed her, “Don’t be scared, I was just kidding. Think of it this way: we’re going to watch the sunrise, and then you won’t be scared.”

She had a momentary impulse, thinking that girls might cling to someone when they were scared.

Trying to take advantage backfired, and now she had to stop the car and comfort her.

While comforting her, Jian Ying’an couldn’t help but laugh inappropriately.

She was truly bad…

Hearing the laughter, Qin Mianmian finally looked up, her eyes red. “Sister, you lived in a place like this when you were little. Weren’t you scared?”

Jian Ying’an froze, and a flood of complex emotions surged in her heart.

She truly was bad…

Jian Ying’an stroked the soft hair on top of Qin Mianmian’s head. “There was nothing to be afraid of. Close the door, pull up the covers, sleep, and it would be daylight. I didn’t think about it that much.”

Compared to the fear she imagined, the hunger back then was what was truly terrifying.

But Jian Ying’an had mostly forgotten it.

She proposed coming back here simply to see it and say a final farewell to the past.

She wanted to loudly proclaim to this village that she would have someone accompanying her from now on, that she had a very, very good girl by her side, that she was very happy, and no longer lonely.

She genuinely wanted to watch the sunrise.

Jian Ying’an sighed. “Get in the car; the temperature is low in the early morning, you’ll catch a cold.”

Qin Mianmian still hadn’t fully recovered. “You still want to watch the sunrise? Won’t we have to climb a mountain later?”

Jian Ying’an: “…There’s a blanket in the car.”

Then, she drove forward again.

Jian Ying’an passed by the small house where she used to live, her expression unchanged. She found a small path, parked the car, and took out a blanket to hand to Qin Mianmian.

The two used their cell phones as flashlights, helping each other as they walked up the mountain.

The bright light illuminated the mountain path. Qin Mianmian looked at Jian Ying’an’s profile.

Fans often said she was aloof, kept a distance from others, focused on her career, and was a reliable and powerful woman.

Who knew she was so childish behind the scenes?

She would intentionally scare people, laugh maliciously, and impulsively decide to climb a mountain just to see it.

What if there really was a tiger up there!

And she was so audacious!

Jian Ying’an held Qin Mianmian’s hand, sensing her body was slightly trembling, and immediately understood what Qin Mianmian was afraid of.

She initially wanted to keep teasing her, but she had spent quite a while comforting her just now, so Jian Ying’an learned her lesson. “There are no wild beasts on the mountain. Although there are fewer villagers now, young people still return occasionally.”

This was a specially paved path; if no one walked on it, it would have long been overgrown with weeds.

Jian Ying’an: “Why don’t you check your phone? Is there a signal? That proves there are many young people with nothing better to do. If you’re bored, you can read a novel or watch a video for a while. I’ll lead the way.”

Not long after, music sounded behind her.

Jian Ying’an regularly exercised, so her stamina was sufficient.

She offered to carry Qin Mianmian up the mountain, but was refused, so she had to slow down. The two slowly ascended.

The mountain wasn’t high, and they successfully reached the top before daybreak.

Qin Mianmian opened Weibo and recorded a short video to post. The surroundings were pitch black, and nothing could be filmed. She aimed the camera upwards at the night sky.

There were a few stars that weren’t very bright. Qin Mianmian thought for a moment and just pressed a period for the text.

There was only one blanket. It was covering Qin Mianmian, and after posting on Weibo, Qin Mianmian generously shared half of it.

Jian Ying’an hugged Qin Mianmian, and the two nestled close together.

Jian Ying’an: “Actually, there used to be many stars, a sky full of them.”

She didn’t know when they disappeared.

“I didn’t understand anything back then. I heard the neighbor’s child talk about making wishes on a shooting star, so I made a wish to the starry sky, hoping someone would accompany me.”

“That nanny… was rarely home.”

The two of them were warm together. Jian Ying’an spoke slowly, as if telling a story.

“I’ve actually almost forgotten it all. It’s a memory from before I was six.”

Even the memories of her past life felt blurred. Jian Ying’an placed her hand on Qin Mianmian’s waist, feeling that her rebirth was perhaps just a dream of her own.

This moment was the real one.

Qin Mianmian was warm. “That nanny was my biological mother.”

A person who swapped children, abused Jian Ying’an, took a large sum of money from the Qin couple, and then never appeared again. Such a person was Qin Mianmian’s biological mother.

To say she swapped the children for Mianmian’s sake, yet she truly never showed up.

If it hadn’t been for Jian Ying’an, all of this would likely have been borne by Qin Mianmian.

And it would have lasted for a long time.

Qin Mianmian also wanted to see the small house where she should have lived.

She felt incredibly lucky. Although it felt shameful to say that she occupied someone else’s life, Qin Mianmian had never suffered. Even if her identity had a clear price tag behind it, she had an innocent and carefree childhood.

Most importantly, she met her sister and enjoyed all of her kindness.

Qin Mianmian was terrified when she learned her identity.

She was afraid that all the good things were fake.

So, she had always clung to her sister, staying close to her every step of the way.

Qin Mianmian pursed her lips and didn’t continue speaking. Jian Ying’an thought she was getting sleepy. “If you’re tired, go to sleep. I’ll wake you up when the time comes.”

Speaking of which, Qin Mianmian liked to cling to her to sleep even when she was little.

She used to have nightmares often and would always wake up in the middle of the night.

Now, it was much better.

Jian Ying’an looked up at the sky. Time passed moment by moment. Watching the sunrise truly required patience.

Qin Mianmian: “Sister, I’m not sleepy.”

It was daybreak.

The sun gradually rose, and the grey sky became bright. The crowing of chickens at the foot of the mountain was long and clear, and the birdsong on the mountain peak became active.

Jian Ying’an took a short video and posted it on Weibo.

Soon, there were many comments. This was the first time she had shared her daily life, causing a stir of excitement among her fans.

She put away her phone, too lazy to look at the fan comments.

Qin Mianmian looked at the sun. “It’s not very beautiful.”

She thought it would be as stunning as the sunset.

Jian Ying’an: “…”

She felt much more relaxed. She walked around a few steps, found the current spot to be the best, and simply stood still, shouting toward the bottom of the mountain.

“I’ve been reborn!”

Qin Mianmian gave Jian Ying’an a look that was hard to describe. She slowly stood up. “I like Sister!”

Jian Ying’an laughed freely. “No, you should say, ‘Qin Mianmian likes Jian Ying’an.’ You need to include the names so it’s clear.”

Qin Mianmian raised her lips. “Oh? Sister, show me how?”

Jian Ying’an reached out and ruffled Qin Mianmian’s hair. She had truly learned bad habits, playing little tricks just like her.

Jian Ying’an: “Is there a benefit?”

Qin Mianmian pouted. “You shout it, and I’ll follow.”

So, Jian Ying’an candidly shouted, “Jian Ying’an likes Qin Mianmian!”