Chapter 2 Chapter 2 She had heard it, in her dream.

After the program crew left, Yongrui Village returned to its former peace.

Zhuzhu's younger brother Xiaojie was woken up during his nap and was still unhappy. Qin Meilan and her grandmother were trying to coax him, but they became upset when they saw Zhuzhu. They waved their hands with a stern face and did not let her go back to the room to bother her brother.

The entrance to the village was decorated, and children called their friends to grab the colorful balloons decorated on the walls and under the banyan trees.

The sounds of children playing happily echoed in the air. Zhuzhu's legs were short, so when he heard something and poked his head out to look, he couldn't see even the shadow of a balloon.

Grandma Song looked at her from a distance and called her over.

"This is specially reserved for you." Grandma Song smiled kindly and handed the hidden blue balloon to her, "Hurry and take it."

Zhuzhu spoke in a soft baby voice and tilted her head to thank the old lady.

"Go play." Grandma Song said gently.

The blue balloon was still fully inflated, and it was flying lightly.

Zhuzhu stood on tiptoe to get it, and the balloon touched her little head. She tilted her face up, reached out with her two short hands, and hugged the balloon into her arms.

The little girl stared at the balloon with her bright eyes, and a shy smile appeared at the corners of her mouth.

I don't know how long we played, but a familiar crying sound gradually got closer.

Qin Meilan held her son in one hand, like a baby, and coaxed him softly, "Mommy will get it for you. It's just a balloon, right? Let's go look for it."

The balloon flew higher again.

This time, Zhuzhu got the hang of it. She jumped on her little feet and reached out to hug the balloon again, but Qin Meilan was one step ahead of her.

Zhuzhu's balloon became his brother's again.

Qin Meilan was too lazy to say anything more, so she let her son snatch the balloon away and walked back.

"You're going crazy, like a wild child." She glanced at Zhuzhu coldly.

Looking at this scene, Grandma Song sighed reluctantly.

In fact, everyone in the village knows that Zhuzhu is not Qin Meilan's biological daughter.

Ten years ago, Qin Meilan married and moved to Yongrui Village. After so many years, she was still pregnant and heard so many heartbreaking words from her husband's family. It was not until more than three years ago that Zhao Wu, Qin Meilan's husband who worked in the north city, brought a baby, Zhuzhu.

The baby was white, plump and very cute. Some people said that it was the child of Zhao Wu and a woman outside. Even though Zhao Wu said that it was just a child picked up, the villagers did not believe him, and Qin Meilan did not believe him either. Gradually, he stopped explaining. However, no matter what, the child had been brought back, and he could not just throw it away. Zhao Wu said that it would be considered abandonment.

Qin Meilan could only hold her anger in and keep Zhuzhu by her side.

Surprisingly, not long after that, Qin Meilan became pregnant.

After giving birth to Zhao Xiaojie, Qin Meilan originally planned to let her husband send Zhuzhu to an orphanage. But Zhao Wu refused to agree, and the elders in the village said that she was blessed by this little girl for being pregnant, and if she gave her away, it might be a disaster. With so many eyes watching, Qin Meilan was reluctant, but she couldn't change her mind, and she continued to raise Zhuzhu unwillingly.

Three and a half years passed in a blink of an eye. Qin Meilan felt unhappy whenever she looked at Zhuzhu. She was upset when she thought of her husband's "affair" in North City.

Naturally, it is impossible to love Zhuzhu.

Over the years, everyone in the village has seen it.

Everyone felt that Qin Meilan was not kind and scolded Zhao Wu for being dishonest, but in the end they could only feel pity for the child.

Zhuzhu took small steps and hurried to catch up with the adults and his brother.

She summoned up her courage and said, "Would you like to play together?"

Although my younger brother is still young, he seems to know that he has someone to support him.

He raised his chin, glanced with his green eyes, and his dark face was full of pride.

"Go away."

…

When Ji Ning left the airport, a business car was already waiting outside the arrival hall, and the automatic door opened quickly.

She lifted her skirt slightly and slowly got into the car, her soft hair hanging down.

Ji Ning gently smoothed her hair with one hand, raised her eyes and met the assistant's gaze, pursed her lips and nodded.

The assistant looked at this scene and took note of it silently in his heart. After telling the driver the destination, he took out his mobile phone and wrote it down in the memo.

On the way back, she recorded every detail, including who sent the young lady to the airport, how she gracefully rejected the approaching man in the first-class VIP lounge, how she behaved politely after getting off the plane, etc.

All of this must be reported to my wife.

Three years ago, Ji Ning woke up from a car accident and lost her memory. The little girl had already disappeared, and the family members were gossipy, so the lady changed a group of people who took care of her. After several months of rehabilitation treatment, the lady fabricated all the growth experiences of Ji Ning, and the willful young lady became what she is now, a doll in a shell.

The absurd things in the past could not be completely erased. After much consideration, the lady decided to send her abroad.

The young assistant is Fu Xiaoman, the daughter of the Ji family's driver. She left with Ji Ning, ostensibly to take care of each other, but in fact to monitor the eldest lady's every word and action at all times.

In other words, surveillance.

After sorting out the text, Fu Xiaoman quietly turned around and looked at Ji Ning.

Ji Ning sat in the third row of the business car, with the seat reclined, and closed her eyes to rest.

The sunlight from the window fell on her skin, which was so translucent that even the fine hairs on her cheeks were clearly visible. Her thick, curled eyelashes cast shadows under her eyes.

Ji Ning was once a well-known child star.

What a cute little girl will look like when she grows up is always the focus of attention. However, the wife pays attention to privacy and protects her very well. From time to time, someone comes out to expose the news, but in fact, they are just trying to attract attention.

But there was one thing that Fu Xiaoman could never understand.

Since the lady was so opposed to Ji Ning appearing in public, how did she become a child star in the first place?

For more than three years, they spent every day together. Fu Xiaoman didn't know whether it was because she felt guilty or because Ji Ning felt a vague sense of distance. In short, they failed to become true friends.

A horn blared, alerting Ji Ning.

She raised her eyelids.

Fu Xiaoman was startled and her heart started to panic. She was about to avoid his gaze when she suddenly met Ji Ning's eyes.

There was no trace of impatience, and her beautiful eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, pure and gentle, even confused.

It is very different from the current arrogance.

There are many different speculations about Ji Ning's growth experience after she retired from the entertainment industry, most of which are false news.

She is both aggressive and conceited, and also gentle and reserved.

Four years have passed, and the young assistant himself can hardly tell what the real Ji Ning looks like, let alone the person who has been deceived and manipulated all these years.

Thus, such a bright and lively person completely lost himself.

…

Ji Ning raised her hand and the car window slowly rolled down.

She leaned against the window frame with one hand on her chin, looking at the scenery receding on the roadside.

When she just woke up, the doctor told Ji Ning that the amnesia caused by the car accident was only temporary, and one day she would remember everything.

The missing memories were like scattered puzzle pieces. At first, she tried hard to find them, but every time she tried to recall them, she would have a splitting headache. Her mother told her that since she couldn't remember them, it didn't matter and there was no need to dwell on them.

Ji Ning obeyed.

She let go of her obsession and went abroad to study as arranged by her mother.

That was the path she was supposed to take.

In a blink of an eye, many years have passed.

At this moment, when the business car drove around the mountain and entered the villa area, a familiar feeling came over me.

The Chinese-style courtyard villa is filled with the fragrance of flowers and the sound of gurgling water, creating a tranquil and soothing atmosphere.

The housekeeper had been waiting there to greet them. Not long after, Ji's mother Fu Mingya and Ji's father Ji Guoting walked out of the courtyard along the gravel path.

Fu Mingya was wearing a professional suit, with very faint wrinkles around his eyes and traces of time visible on his face. He looked upright and serious.

Ji Guoting put his arm around her shoulders, looking as elegant as ever.

The couple looked at their daughter who no longer caused them any worries.

It was hard to imagine that their daughter, who had once been the most rebellious, rebellious and a source of trouble for them, had unexpectedly returned to the right track after an accident.

"Jining." Fu Mingya walked forward, "Are you tired?"

Ji Ning shook her head.

When her father asked her why she suddenly returned home, she took out her cell phone and opened the WeChat chat box.

"Bai Hui is getting married," Ji Ning said, "and asked me if I could come back to attend the wedding."

"The second daughter of the Bai family?" Fu Mingya raised his eyes.

Ji Guoting's eyes fell on the dialogue box.

At that time, the Ji family kept all news about Ji Ning's foolish deeds secret. Her friends only knew that she suddenly disappeared again, and no one knew which country she had gone to in search of so-called freedom.

Fortunately, Ji Ning doesn’t have many friends.

Take Bai Hui for example. If I remember correctly, the two of them were not even casual acquaintances. They were what young people called "fake sisters". They had several clashes and were not polite to each other.

"I actually forgot about her," said Ji Ning, "but the doctor said that more contact with people and things from the past will help restore memory."

"Okay." Fu Mingya suppressed his displeasure and said calmly, "I just got back. Let's go back to the room and take a bath first, and then come down to eat."

Fu Mingya's reproachful gaze fell on Fu Xiaoman's face.

Fu Xiaoman lowered her head immediately.

"Got it, Mom." Ji Ning locked her phone.

Scanning the dialogue box, I saw emoticons such as "I miss you so much, darling", "Hug", and "Must".

Just then, Bai Hui sent an electronic wedding invitation.

Having never seen it before, Ji Ning clicked it casually.

In the photo on the electronic wedding invitation, Bai Hui had a cold and world-weary look on her face.

I was so annoyed that I wanted to punch her.

So strange.

Fu Xiaoman dodged the lady's reproachful gaze and suddenly caught sight of the eldest lady's face.

Her brows were slightly furrowed, and she looked proud and lively.

The familiar arrogance, but fleeting, turned into confusion again.

…

The first episode of the show has ended, but Qin Meilan is still angry.

She was still complaining to her mother-in-law much later.

"It's all this damn girl's fault. I winked at her and told her to drag the kid along. After a while, grandma brought my brother out. But she just held on to the broken kid and refused to let go. She has no sense of propriety."

"If Xiaojie were to appear on "Life Changing" and be spotted by a talent scout and become a child model, his future would be bright!"

Zhuzhu hid in the corner, sitting on his own "reflection stool".

Change of Life...

She had heard the name before, in a dream.

Recently, little Dumpling often has a dream.

A voice from somewhere told her that she was living in an old, melodramatic novel.

The novel is called——

"I lost my memory after running with the ball, and the domineering president fell in love with me."

The kid doesn’t understand.

At this time, the voice was more real.

Zhuzhu held her cheeks with both hands, feeling very embarrassed, and corrected herself in a timid little voice.

"I'm not a ball."

“It’s a human…”