Chapter 4 "What are you so noble about?"
The Zhu family lives in an exquisite detached villa in the most upscale garden villa community in the city center.
Every time Ming Yazhi visits the Zhu family, she is still amazed by the environment. She takes her eyes off the various flowers planted in the villa garden and makes no attempt to hide the envy in her eyes.
Watching the woman walk gracefully and calmly through the garden, she subconsciously sat up straight.
Ming Yazhi greeted Aunt Shu, who came to greet her politely and well.
Thinking back to her first visit to the Zhu family, she mistakenly thought Aunt Shu was the mistress of the house, which not only made her look foolish but also left a bad impression because she deliberately praised Aunt Shu a lot.
Ji Shu nodded slightly to Ming Yazhi, her gaze returning to Zhu Fan, who was about to open the car door and get out.
Before Zhu Fan could even touch the car door, Aunt Shu had already opened it.
She bent down to get out of the car and thanked Aunt Shu.
When Ji Shu saw Zhu Fan's men's shirt and wrinkled skirt, she frowned slightly.
Ming Yazhi clutched her skirt, feeling guilty and not daring to look at Aunt Shu.
Zhu Fan remained relatively calm as she asked, "Has my sister been brought back?"
Aunt Shu looked respectful, a slight smile spreading across her eyes, and her furrowed brows relaxed: "The master, madam, and Miss Wan arrived home at three o'clock last night. Madam was so happy that she didn't sleep all night, and the master is in the kitchen making breakfast with Madam right now."
Ming Yazhi breathed a sigh of relief, thankfully she hadn't delayed the Zhu family's breakfast time. She replied with a mixture of flattery and envy, "I haven't had breakfast made by my parents in so long. They're always so busy with work that they don't have time for me. Afan is so lucky."
If it were any other day, after she said these words, Zhu Fan would definitely have invited her to stay for breakfast.
Ming Yazhi looked at Aunt Shu, who had regained her stern expression, and then at Zhu Fan, who remained silent.
She wasn't oblivious; she knew she shouldn't stay there any longer.
Could it be that Zhu Fan discovered something was wrong with that glass of wine?
Ming Yazhi's mind raced, but she still wore a sweet smile as she waved goodbye to Zhu Fan and Aunt Shu.
She felt that Zhu Fan was acting strangely today, and was also colder to her than usual.
Ming Yazhi tried her best to maintain a smile when she met Aunt Shu's gaze.
She had heard Zhu Fan say that Aunt Shu had worked in the Zhu family for many years and was kept on by Grandma Zhu, so she had a lot of influence in the family.
Ming Yazhi sneered inwardly. She was just an aunt from the Zhu family, what was she so arrogant about? Every time she came to the Zhu family, no matter how well-behaved and polite she was, Aunt Shu always had a cold and aloof expressionless face.
As the black van drove away, Ji Shu withdrew her gaze.
A few images of the original owner of this body and Aunt Shu flashed through Zhu Fan's mind.
Aunt Shu was strict with the original owner of the body from a young age, and this strictness was tacitly approved by her grandmother.
Sunlight shone on the branches, then silently fell upon every blooming petal in the garden. Finally, it illuminated Aunt Shu's serious features, making them almost transparent.
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Zhu Fan was still shaken when she opened the door to her room.
Aunt Shu's gaze made her extremely uncomfortable; that stern and serious look made her feel like she had no way to escape and was being seen through.
From the moment he entered the villa, Zhu Fan was constantly shocked.
Only now that we're in the room do we dare to reveal ourselves.
Every decoration and ornament along the way was exquisite and luxurious. Whether it was the gleaming chandeliers or the luxurious gold-threaded handmade carpet laid on marble floor, everything exuded an air of extravagance and decadence.
The original owner's room was decorated in a cool style, and the size of the room and every item there far exceeded her expectations.
Before transmigrating into the book, her life was also comfortable and affluent.
Only now did she truly understand what the world of the rich was like! This was it.
Looking at the soft, large bed, Zhu Fan wished she could collapse onto it and sleep soundly for days on end.
Is this breakfast absolutely necessary?
Yes, they have to eat. This day is important for the Zhu family.
Zhu Fan reluctantly looked away from the bed.
As soon as she stepped into the walk-in closet, her eyes widened in surprise.
"This isn't a wardrobe room, it's a high-end luxury store!" Zhu Fan exclaimed, then, following the principle of proximity, casually picked up a black dress that reached her ankles.
The hem of her black skirt was suddenly grabbed by a hand that reached out from behind—
Zhu Fan was so frightened that her soul left her body, and she immediately threw the clothes hanger in her hand away.
“It hurts, it hurts!!!”
The girl, dressed in cartoon pajamas, with her hair disheveled, was lying on the soft carpet, her backside sticking out, covering her forehead where she had been hit by a clothes hanger, tears streaming down her face.
Zhu Fan recognized that this was her original sister, Zhu Ci.
Before Zhu Fan could apologize, Zhu Ci suddenly burst into loud sobs.
Zhu Fan was stunned by the crying.
She tried to communicate with Zhu Ci, asking, "Where did you come from?"
She remembered closing the door when she entered the room.
She couldn't possibly not notice a grown person walking in like that.
Zhu Ci remained silent, and her crying subsided somewhat.
She woke up as soon as her sister entered the room.
Thinking of her beloved daughter returning home, Zhu Ci cried even harder.
"Waaaaah..."
Zhu Fan realized that he had hit you hard just now, so he explained, "I didn't mean to hit you just now."
These words made Zhu Ci's crying even more justified.
Zhu Fan covered both ears. "You keep crying, I'll go find you a band-aid."
"I won't put it on, it's so ugly. I want Grandma, Mom, Dad, and Mom to see how you've done this to me."
Zhu Fan paused, his gaze falling on the pink Hello Kitty band-aid that had been knocked off on the ground.
Zhu Ci got up from the ground, put her hands on her hips, and said, "I'm going to tell Mom and Dad right now."
There was no trace of grievance in the girl's eyes; beneath her swollen eyelids lay a blatant threat.
“I’m also going to tell Grandma that you went to seduce a man last night.”
Zhu Ci had been spoiled and arrogant in this family for seventeen years, and her spoiled temperament had long been ingrained in her bones.
So what if the real heiress has been found? She doesn't believe that her grandmother, who used to give her whatever she wanted, and her loving parents would abandon her.
Zhu Ci bumped into someone as she rushed out of the room. She angrily yelled, "Don't you have eyes? Don't you know where you're going?"
He Wan was knocked off balance and staggered, instinctively taking a step back, her waist slamming hard against the escalator.
She instinctively gripped the backpack on her shoulder.
Zhu Ci looked closely at the girl in front of her, who was wearing a cheap blue and white school uniform, carrying a drab black backpack, and whose skin wasn't very fair. She looked rather plain and unsophisticated. Zhu Ci raised her head with disdain and arrogance. "You're Zhu Wan?"
Aunt Shu, who came upstairs, saw this scene.
Zhu Ci noticed Aunt Shu's serious expression. Although she was scared, she still gave a haughty snort and walked to her room with her head held high like a peacock.
"Miss Wan, how is your back?"
Aunt Shu's concern and way of addressing her made He Wan feel uncomfortable and somewhat at a loss.
She lowered her head slightly. "Aunt Shu, I'm fine."
Ji Shu looked at the little girl, who was still wearing the same school uniform as yesterday, with her hair tied in a high ponytail and carrying a schoolbag, and felt sorry for her as she rubbed her waist. "Miss Wan, did you sleep well last night? The old lady has arrived and is eager to see you."
He Wan was extremely uncomfortable with being touched by strangers. She stiffly said "thank you" to Aunt Shu.
Ji Shu could not possibly miss the faint blue in the girl's eyes.
I guess I didn't sleep well.
Thinking of her husband, wife, and grandmother's expectations, she tried her best not to look too serious, afraid of scaring the young girl who had just returned home.
"Your backpack zipper is open."
A clear, cool female voice entered my ears.
Because of the gentle tone, the voice was softer, and it resonated in the morning air, touching the heartstrings of those who heard it.
He Wan subconsciously looked at the person who was speaking.
Zhu Fan stood in the doorway, backlit by the sunlight, and smiled gently at her.
Zhu Fan came out of the room, and Ji Shu told Zhu Wan that this was her older sister.
He Wan stood there, stunned by the girl's beauty. The words "sister" that were on the tip of her tongue just wouldn't come out.
Ji Shu looked at the little girl standing quietly, a look of pity flashing in her eyes. Seventeen years ago, due to a mistake by a hospital nurse, the lives of two girls were turned upside down.
Zhu Fan walked over to the dazed Zhu Wan and zipped up her schoolbag for her. The heavy schoolbag left marks on the girl's school uniform. She tugged at the bottom of the bag with her hand, "What's in it? It's so heavy?"
"Green tangerines".
This was given to her by her eldest sister when she was picked up from the He family.
Seeing that Zhu Wan was gradually becoming less uneasy, Zhu Fan smiled and asked, "May I have one?"
If I hadn't transmigrated into the book, the oranges my grandmother planted in the garden would soon be ready to be picked and eaten.
He Wan deftly put down her schoolbag, unzipped it, and picked out a relatively large green tangerine for Zhu Fan.
The girl had large eyes beneath thick eyelashes, with clear, bright pupils that seemed to hold a lot of water about to spill out, but were stopped by a pale red beauty mark at the corner of her right eye.
Looking into those beautiful, pure eyes, and at those features that bore a striking resemblance to her own, Zhu Fan felt an inexplicable urge to get closer.
Peel off the green tangerine peel, and a refreshing, slightly sour aroma fills the air.
Biting into an orange segment releases a tangy, bittersweet flavor that fills the taste buds.
Zhu Fan was jolted by the sourness, and his face scrunched up.
So sour...
Aunt Shu laughed when she saw the young lady stuffing orange segments into her mouth despite the sour taste making her eyes almost unable to open them.
"Ah Yuan, get one for Aunt Shu. Don't be fooled by its green color, it's not... not sour at all, not sour at all..."
When Zhu Ci came out after changing her clothes and saw this scene, she found it extremely jarring.
"A bag full of unripe, rotten sour oranges, what's so precious about that?"
He Wan's hand, which was reaching for an orange to give to Aunt Shu, froze in mid-air.
Zhu Fan frowned, bent down, took an orange out of his schoolbag, and handed it to Aunt Shu.
She glanced sideways at Zhu Ci: "What are you so noble about?"
Upon hearing her sister's seemingly casual question, Zhu Ci's face turned pale and then flushed red.
Aunt Shu took the green orange without a trace of disgust in her eyes.
Hearing the young lady's words, a look of relief flashed in her eyes. She had followed the young lady around since she was one year old. Over the years, she had watched as the young lady's temperament grew colder and colder, and her emotional fluctuations became increasingly difficult to discern, whether towards family or strangers.
She was also worried that the young lady would be cold to her younger sister who had just returned.
Her worries were unnecessary.
Zhu Ci clenched her fists in anger, and threatened, "You all bullied me! I'm going to tell Mom, Dad, and Grandma! Waaaaah..."
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