The True Heiress And The Fake Heiress Ended Up Together - Chapter 54

Qin Mianmian blushed. She hadn’t expected Jian Ying’an to actually shout it out.

She had always said she liked her older sister, loved her the most, and Jian Ying’an would occasionally say things like, “Of course I like Mianmian,” and “I love you.”

But to shout it out so boldly, even with no audience…

Qin Mianmian’s heart was pounding. She had heard it, and it included her name. Jian Ying’an likes Qin Mianmian… Is this a promise?

She couldn’t help but feel a surge of hope.

The corners of Qin Mianmian’s eyes were tinged with red, looking like an excited little vixen, incredibly tempting.

Qin Mianmian covered her chest, then shouted back, as if releasing pent-up emotion, “Qin Mianmian likes Jian Ying’an!”

Jian Ying’an said, “Your voice is too quiet.”

Qin Mianmian: “…”

She was accustomed to being gentle and couldn’t shout. Asking her to shout again was even more impossible.

Qin Mianmian’s hand stealthily reached out toward Jian Ying’an. Jian Ying’an grasped it and squeezed Qin Mianmian’s palm.

“Let’s go, time to head down the mountain.”

Classes started in the afternoon, but first, they needed to take a look at the old house.

The leaves and flowers in the early morning were covered in dew. Jian Ying’an didn’t let Qin Mianmian put away the blanket; she kept her wrapped in it to avoid catching a cold.

The air was fresh.

Qin Mianmian thought back to when she and Jian Ying’an filmed a variety show together when they were children, also in the countryside.

At the time, she was only concerned with playing and showing off her older sister.

She regretted it now.

She regretted not growing up faster so she could have spent more time with her sister like this.

The old house hadn’t been lived in for over ten years; it was truly dilapidated. A large lock hung on the door, yet the wooden door was already shaking precariously.

The Jian Ying’an from back then couldn’t even reach the stove; the current Jian Ying’an kicked the door open. Looking at the cramped room, it was no wonder the babysitter left her alone at home and never returned.

There was a thick layer of dust inside the house. As the wooden door fell, dust flew everywhere.

Fortunately, Jian Ying’an had the foresight to immediately pull Qin Mianmian back two steps, preparing to wait for the dust inside to settle.

The sound of the door being kicked open and the wooden door collapsing was quite loud. A woman living nearby ran over to see, “What are you doing?”

Jian Ying’an turned her head. “Oh, just came back to take a look.”

The woman said, “No one has lived here for over ten years!”

Jian Ying’an replied, “Exactly. I’m coming back to take a look after over ten years.”

The woman: “…”

She saw that Jian Ying’an was well-dressed, and there was another girl behind her. Both were clearly refined city people who would certainly look down on anything in the countryside.

Maybe they really were just coming back for a look.

The woman still had an impression. “A woman lived here ten-plus years ago, with a little girl.”

She sized up Jian Ying’an, wondering if this was the little girl. She had indeed changed a lot, growing up to be more and more beautiful.

The woman smiled. “You must be that little girl, right?”

Qin Mianmian stepped out from behind Jian Ying’an, her expression serious. “No, I am.”

Jian Ying’an was stunned.

The woman was also taken aback. She hesitated, then nodded. “Is that so… There’s nothing much in this house. By the way, have you two had breakfast? Come eat at my place.”

It was so early; they certainly hadn’t eaten yet. The woman’s offer was sincere, and Jian Ying’an didn’t refuse.

They needed to hurry back to school after eating.

Qin Mianmian sat obediently on the long bench, hands on her knees, her eyes darting around.

The woman handed her a cup of water, which she took with a “thank you.”

The meal was still cooking in the stove. Jian Ying’an was chatting with the woman. Qin Mianmian, holding her water cup, couldn’t sit still and got up to wander into the old house herself.

The air was less murky now. Qin Mianmian stood inside, looking at the old furniture.

The babysitter had left quickly, taking a large sum of money and not even bothering to pack up her belongings; she just left.

She saw the quilt on the bed, gnawed through by rats, cotton batting flying around, and a musty smell.

Qin Mianmian walked up to the table, which was made of a few nailed-together wooden planks. There were still bowls and chopsticks on it, which the babysitter hadn’t bothered to clean. The bowls and chopsticks were covered in a layer of black grime.

Although it had been abandoned for over ten years, still!

Qin Mianmian ran outside, feeling a wave of nausea. She found it hard to believe that this was solely due to the house being abandoned.

Clearly, the babysitter was not a diligent person, and the things she bought were poor quality.

This was her biological mother.

Her biological mother had treated Jian Ying’an this way!

Qin Mianmian put her hand on a tree and started retching. Her stomach was empty, and she threw up nothing, only feeling a burning sensation in her throat.

It was too much.

Tears streamed down her face.

She couldn’t imagine a life like this. If it had been her, she definitely would have broken down.

It was Jian Ying’an who had endured all of this for her.

She supported herself on the tree trunk and slowly squatted down. Hearing a sigh behind her, she looked back.

Qin Mianmian looked too pitiful right now. Jian Ying’an watched her. “I didn’t want you to be sad. I just wanted to completely say goodbye to the past.”

Jian Ying’an almost forgot that Qin Mianmian had such a sensitive heart.

She could keenly feel the emotions of others and could detect any subtle abnormality in any atmosphere.

Qin Mianmian was a quiet person. She would never actively speak her mind, only revealing things inadvertently. If others weren’t paying attention, they would overlook this information.

Qin Mianmian was now grieving for the past Jian Ying’an.

Jian Ying’an lowered her head apologetically. “Actually,”

“Even if the babysitter hadn’t switched our identities, I would have still come looking for you. I wouldn’t have let you live a life like that.”

She believed her rebirth was for Mianmian. How could she bear to let Mianmian suffer?

Jian Ying’an’s voice was gentle. “Besides, I don’t feel like I suffered. All my experiences were to protect Mianmian, and it was all worth it. And look, aren’t I doing well now?”

Qin Mianmian said, “Jie (Older Sister).”

She wobbled to her feet and gave Jian Ying’an a hug. Jian Ying’an was the pillar of all her strength. She closed her eyes and took a long breath.

Her sister was too good to her, truly, too good.

The woman came out of the kitchen. Seeing the two girls hugging, she didn’t think much of it and shouted from a long distance away, “The food is ready!”

Jian Ying’an patted her head. “Come on, let’s eat. We have class this afternoon. Don’t you want to keep your perfect attendance?”

Qin Mianmian nodded.

The food the woman made was quite simple.

Qin Mianmian’s memory of the taste of country food was still stuck on the plate of shrimp her sister made. She longed for shrimp.

So, eating the simple preserved vegetables, she imagined the taste of shrimp—river shrimp, sea shrimp, giant lobsters. Qin Mianmian ate with great relish, which made the woman beam with joy, praising her for being a blessed person.

As the woman praised her, she suddenly stopped.

She thought of something and quickly turned to look at Jian Ying’an. “I’ve seen the shows you’ve filmed!”

Oh well, she’d been recognized.

Jian Ying’an wasn’t worried about the woman saying anything to outsiders. If she did, she did. She also wasn’t going to eat for free, so when she left, she secretly tucked a hundred yuan under the bowl.

One simple breakfast, for two people, a hundred yuan, that’s fair, right?

They still had to rush back to maintain their perfect attendance.

Jian Ying’an parked the car outside the school gate. “How about you just take the day off? I’m worried you’ll be sleepy.”

Qin Mianmian mumbled, “I won’t be sleepy.”

She clung to Jian Ying’an, insisting on going to class with her.

Jian Ying’an and Qin Mianmian weren’t in the same department, so Jian Ying’an had to sneak into her lecture hall and sit in the back row. Qin Mianmian also sat in the back row, and as soon as class started, she began to feel drowsy.

Ten minutes into the class, Qin Mianmian was fast asleep, breathing softly on the desk.

Jian Ying’an: “…”

The professor called on someone to answer a question. “Qin Mianmian.”

Jian Ying’an glanced at the sleeping Qin Mianmian, stood up helplessly, seriously answered the professor’s question, and sat down after being praised.

In the end, the professor called out Qin Mianmian’s name three times during the one class, and each time, Jian Ying’an stood up.

After class, the professor packed up his things and walked up to Jian Ying’an. He glanced at the still-sleeping Qin Mianmian and called out, “Jian Ying’an.”

Jian Ying’an: “…”

The professor chuckled. “You’re so famous at this school; why did you think I wouldn’t recognize you?”

Jian Ying’an: “…”

The professor said, “Good work. See you next class.”

Qin Mianmian was still sound asleep.

Only after the professor left did Jian Ying’an look at Qin Mianmian with a subtle expression, anticipating Qin Mianmian’s future campus life.

So, why not just take the day off?

Is it because you sleep better in class?

Perhaps she really was sleeping soundly. Qin Mianmian unconsciously murmured, “Jie, I like you.”

Jian Ying’an leaned close to Qin Mianmian’s ear. “I like you too, the kind where I want to be with you forever.”

The kind where I want to marry you.

Right after she finished speaking, she saw Shen Jinyu’s figure appear at the classroom door.

Only a few scattered people remained in the classroom. Shen Jinyu spotted Jian Ying’an immediately, and also saw Qin Mianmian next to her. He walked into the classroom with a grim expression.