The True Heiress And The Fake Heiress Ended Up Together - Chapter 77

Jian Ying’an said goodbye, but then she didn’t appear for a full half-month.

Unfortunately, the CP (Couples) fandom was already established.

Even with the main figures absent, they could find their own content; this was a group of mature CP fans.

But soon, the CP fans noticed something was wrong. First, the trending topic was removed, then the super-topic chat was banned, and even when they posted fragmented, cobbled-together content, various forbidden word prompts appeared.

The CP fans were stunned.

According to routine, they should have gone to harass the solo fans at this time.

If it wasn’t the solo fans causing trouble, who else could it be?

Because Qin Mianmian didn’t have a Weibo account it hadn’t been discovered, the CP fans could only blame Jian Ying’an’s fans. Jian Ying’an’s fans were unhappy: “Everyone here is enjoying the content; who’s playing tricks? Don’t wrongly accuse people!”

Where did Jian Ying’an even get solo fans?

This person was devoted to filming. She had quite a few fans who admired her looks and career, but most of them worried that Jian Ying’an would never find a partner.

Now that Jian Ying’an had someone, could there possibly be any solo fans left?

They were all the people who were most active in the super-topic, referring to her as “our eldest daughter,” and saying things like “I hand over the unfilial daughter to you.”

The CP fans thought about it and realized it wasn’t right. Since it wasn’t the solo fans stirring up trouble, and they were only enjoying themselves within their own circle without bothering anyone, and the clips they edited were only individual shots of Jian Ying’an and Qin Mianmian—

So the CP fans suddenly understood.

First, there were speculative comments, which were quickly suppressed.

Following that, they began to secretly form an underground CP community.

Their super-topic didn’t use the main figures’ names, and the avatar was a lotus flower deeply beloved by middle-aged people.

Here, they didn’t need to say much. Posting an ugly little clay figurine, everyone understood.

Something like, “Hehe, this little clay figurine isn’t wearing any clothes.”

Pah, what clothes does a little clay figurine need to wear?

Something like, “An’an and Mianmian haven’t appeared for so long; maybe they’ve used the stuff in the sealed bag. The scale is too much…”

They haven’t used it.

One of the people involved, Qin Mianmian, was living a disciplined campus life.

After returning to school, she first politely declined the interview request from Fu Lan.

Although disappointed, Fu Lan didn’t say much and kindly reminded her that Shen Jinyu hadn’t been to school for a long time, and she didn’t know if he was causing trouble behind the scenes.

Qin Mianmian glanced at Shen Jinyu’s name and didn’t read on.

She returned to her apartment, holding her phone in confusion.

The super-topic was gone.

All those people who supported her and Jian Ying’an being together had disappeared!

Where did they all go!!

Were they disappointed in her because she hadn’t successfully made Jian Ying’an agree to date her!

No, please QAQ.

She had really tried hard. She had brought all the items, but she just hadn’t had a chance to use them.

Qin Mianmian pondered and sent a message to her beloved “Madam” (the fanfic author).

The Madam could write so many plotlines, she must know how to use the things in the sealed bag.

She really wanted to know!

Jian Ying’an had been busy leaving early and returning late recently. Her acting career was on hold, and she had just decided to shift her focus to developing other businesses. As a result, the time she spent with Mianmian had been drastically reduced.

Now that she had a little free time, the yearning was uncontrollable.

She wondered what Mianmian was doing now; she should be back at the apartment.

Should she finish the task at hand first, or go back and check on her?

Jian Ying’an was clearly distracted.

Su Nan saw it and said irritably, “You’re the one who set the goal, and you’re also the one who’s distracted!”

It wasn’t easy to take over the Qin family industry, and Su Nan was busy too.

She had her own studies to focus on!

She was overwhelmed with work, and this person was still thinking about her little darling wife at home!

Su Nan: “I can’t rely on you! You go!”

Jian Ying’an packed her things and walked out.

Su Nan: “…”

She’s really leaving?

As she was leaving the office, Jian Ying’an heard a notification. She subconsciously opened WeChat, thinking Mianmian had called her back.

Just as she was about to say she would be home soon, she realized—

No message.

There was a notification at the top of the phone screen. She slid it down, and it was Weibo.

What was there to see on Weibo!

Jian Ying’an continued walking forward, suddenly remembering that she hadn’t switched back from her alternate account the last time she used it.

Could it be Mianmian?

No, it could be someone else.

Jian Ying’an looked with anticipation, then put the phone down again.

It wasn’t her.

Junk news.

A few minutes passed.

She picked up her phone again.

If it wasn’t Mianmian, couldn’t she actively reach out to Mianmian?

Jian Ying’an carefully looked at the ID, avatar, and various pieces of information. Because she was the one shipping the CP and occasionally writing explicit content, she was extra cautious, terrified of being exposed.

As the famous “Madam” in the super-topic, Jian Ying’an had known about the chat being closed a long time ago.

But other CP fans secretly told this “Madam”—who was Jian Ying’an—the address of the new super-topic.

Jian Ying’an hadn’t updated recently, and everyone hadn’t rushed her, knowing that the scrutiny was tight.

However, the more they were forbidden, the more the CP fans wanted to engage.

The comments became increasingly outrageous. An uninformed person clicking in would think they had stumbled into some strange place.

After briefly scrolling through, Jian Ying’an hesitated about whether to resume updating.

She was the same—the more she was forbidden, the more she wanted to.

The phone vibrated.

It was a message from Mianmian.

Jian Ying’an’s hand trembled. She quickly banished the thoughts in her mind. Fortunately, she hadn’t started writing, so the thoughts hadn’t gotten too deep.

She breathed a sigh of relief, then her expression deepened.

I was just about to look for you, and you reached out to me. This is the tacit understanding between us.

She clicked on the private message.

Qin Mianmian: “Madam, why is the super-topic gone QAQ.”

Jian Ying’an: “…”

It was banned.

Why was it banned?

Because of the explicit content…

Qin Mianmian still didn’t know that her beloved Madam was Jian Ying’an herself.

Jian Ying’an felt complicated being asked this question.

As the good Madam in Qin Mianmian’s heart, she kindly shared the link to the new super-topic.

Qin Mianmian still didn’t know that the stories she was following were exactly what Jian Ying’an was thinking, so after getting the super-topic link, Qin Mianmian—rushed her for an update!

Qin Mianmian: “Madam, you haven’t updated for a while. I’m so curious about what happens next.”

Jian Ying’an held her phone, her expression tensing.

What came next was the scene she had fantasized about countless times—the plot below the neck.

It was fine when Qin Mianmian didn’t ask, but this question made Jian Ying’an’s feelings become uncontrollable. She desperately wanted to act on them.

She left in a hurry.

If it were before, Jian Ying’an might have still endured.

But they had already kissed. Was it possible to kiss without wanting more? How could that be?

She was going to teach Mianmian a profound lesson and tell her one thing:

Stop teasing me. You won’t be able to handle it.

In the apartment, Qin Mianmian was reading a book.

Her beloved Madam hadn’t replied to her message, and without an update to read, she could only study.

Hearing the sound of Jian Ying’an returning, she put down her book.

She looked up and saw Jian Ying’an standing in front of her.

Qin Mianmian was stunned for a few seconds.

She felt like Jian Ying’an was very anxious right now.

Before she could ask, Jian Ying’an stepped forward, cupped her face, and her tongue clumsily and immaturely forced its way into her mouth. The kiss was messy and completely lacking in gentleness.

Suddenly kissed, Qin Mianmian’s mind was hazy and dizzy.

It wasn’t the first kiss.

On the contrary, ever since that one kiss, they would kiss in bed, and kiss upon waking up. As long as the person was nearby, she would kiss when she wanted to.

The kissing felt very comfortable, and Qin Mianmian didn’t dislike it. Jian Ying’an also liked it very much.

She used her tongue to gently prod Qin Mianmian’s upper palate, licking slowly.

They only stopped after a long time.

Jian Ying’an looked down at the face cupped in her hands, soft and beautiful.

She had rushed back in a hurry, and her heart rate hadn’t recovered yet. The powerful heartbeat was urging Jian Ying’an to do something.

Jian Ying’an’s breath scattered across Qin Mianmian’s face.

Qin Mianmian was still a bit confused: “What’s wrong?”

She blinked, thinking about the unused items in the sealed bag, thinking that it was better to be prepared.

Why was it suddenly so passionate? Why did it suddenly stop?

How could Jian Ying’an answer that because of her urging for an update, the mental simulation got too intense, and she couldn’t stop?

She paused for two seconds: “Mianmian, I have something I want to say to you.”

Qin Mianmian’s face was still cupped. She moved her head a little, and the soft flesh on her face rubbed against Jian Ying’an’s palm. Hearing this, she quieted down again.

Jian Ying’an was so anxious all of a sudden. What had happened?

Qin Mianmian didn’t know, but she looked up at Jian Ying’an.

She wondered, Could it be?

The sudden intense kiss must have a reason.

Jian Ying’an was so eager, some things should be decided.

Although the goal was postponed, it was still considered accomplished!

As long as Jian Ying’an spoke, they would officially be together and do all sorts of things!

She liked the kiss just now and wanted it to continue.

No matter what happened, as long as Jian Ying’an said those words and they continued what they were doing, it was a good thing!

Qin Mianmian’s breathing became intimate: “I also have something…”

I want to be with you.

I want you to say it first, and then I’ll agree.

Jian Ying’an’s fingers brushed past the corner of Qin Mianmian’s eye. She occupied all of this person’s sight.

It was still early; that was a minor issue.

As long as it was decided first.

Jian Ying’an was a little unsatisfied with just fantasizing. She had been producing fanfic content, but she hadn’t gotten to consume it herself.

No, she had already tasted it.

It was just that she hadn’t consumed it entirely.

Jian Ying’an: “I…”

“I’m here!”

Qin Xing opened the door with a key and swaggered in: “Eh? Is no one home?”

Jian Ying’an’s desire to kill slowly rose.

Qin Mianmian’s face turned pale, and her eyes flashed with ferocity.

Danger was written in huge letters above Qin Xing’s head.

Jian Ying’an wanted to continue speaking, but her sharp ears heard the sound of the refrigerator being opened outside, followed by a can being popped open, and the hiss of soda.

She couldn’t speak.

She wanted to go out and beat Qin Xing up.

Jian Ying’an: “No one named Qin is a good person!”

Qin Mianmian looked at her with a knowing glance.

Jian Ying’an covered her mouth and coughed: “Mianmian is the exception.”

After saying that, Jian Ying’an was very displeased: “I’ll make you change your surname eventually.”

Qin Mianmian asked softly, “Taking the husband’s surname?”

Jian Ying’an was startled for a few seconds, then shook her head: “That doesn’t sound very good.”

The atmosphere was broken, and it wasn’t the time to keep arguing about surnames. They walked out.

Qin Xing was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, holding a can of soda. The runaway was living increasingly freely, which Jian Ying’an found very irritating.

Qin Xing saw them come out: “You guys were home.”

Jian Ying’an stared at his legs.

Qin Xing realized his legs were at risk of being broken and obediently put them down.

Jian Ying’an asked, “Where did you get the key?”

She certainly hadn’t given Qin Xing the key; it was enough that she remembered to give him living expenses.

Qin Xing looked pitiful: “Sister Mianmian gave it to me.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Mianmian reached out, palm up. She demanded: “Give it back.”

Thinking that her momentary soft-heartedness in giving him the key had ruined her chances, Qin Mianmian deeply regretted it.

Qin Xing: “…”

The whole world was vast, but there was nowhere for him to stay.

At this point, Qin Xing could only return the key.

He knew why the two of them had been hiding in the room and only came out after a long time.

He had interrupted something that shouldn’t have been interrupted.

He had even said Jian Ying’an was no good.

It was all his fault.

To avoid being thrown out, Qin Xing said, “Is it still possible for me to leave on my own now?”

As soon as he finished speaking, his stomach honestly rumbled a few times.

Qin Xing was very embarrassed: “I have to pay school fees, so the child is out of food, which is why I came to rely on you two.”

Upon hearing “out of food,” Jian Ying’an’s expression became even worse.

She didn’t want to be the “Madam” producing content right now.

She wanted to consume content too.