Yan Yaoyao seems to have grasped the psychology of netizens and has started to flaunt her wealth in a high-profile manner, taking the route of a socialite.
Gradually, she actually gained a wave of fans.
Besides sharing glimpses of her extravagant daily life, she occasionally goes live to show off her luxurious mansion.
Seeing her life in the Yan family, many people began to wonder about Yan Qiao's current life.
Yan Yaoyao kindly explained to them: "[Yan Qiao should still be living in Courtyard No. 5, in a rented apartment. I have a very close relationship with my adoptive parents, and they won't accept a new daughter so easily; it will take time. But even if she is accepted by my adoptive parents, her living conditions won't be very good; it certainly won't be as good as the Yan family's. I imagine she would find it very difficult to adjust to doing a live stream for you guys when she returns~]"
His words were brimming with a sense of superiority.
It seems everyone has already seen how miserable Yan Qiao is.
Her adoptive parents kicked her out of the Yan family, and she was also disliked by her biological parents.
On the contrary, Yan Yaoyao, the daughter, was more favored.
Then some people became curious about just how bad the living conditions were at Yan Yaoyao's adoptive parents' home.
The rumors were rampant online, with all sorts of speculations, but Yan Qiao did not respond.
The four of them started discussing it.
Yan Qiao explained to them: "I don't live in Courtyard No. 5. I'm at my biological parents' house. I don't know how those rumors started circulating online."
It seems these netizens are particularly happy to see others suffer.
Shiloh: [Where do your biological parents live? Would it be convenient for us to visit?]
Ruan Cha: [Yes. Let's go together. I haven't seen Aunt Yan in ages.]
Zang Mingqi: [+1.]
Yan Qiao was naturally welcome as a guest, but she felt she couldn't make the decision herself, so she went out and asked Yan Shu.
Yan Shu felt another pang of sadness. "Of course you can. This is your home. You have the right to invite your friends home for dinner."
Yan Qiao was quite happy. "This is the first time I've invited friends over to my home. Is there anything I should prepare?"
"First time?" Yan Shu caught the word. "Have you never invited friends over before?"
Yan Qiao shook her head. "Ms. Chen Lan doesn't really like me bringing friends home, and I don't have many friends anyway."
Song Yinsheng smiled and reassured them, "You don't need to prepare anything special. Your mother and I will take care of the food and fruit. Just treat them well."
Watching Yan Qiao return to her room, Yan Shu silently wiped away her tears.
"Before knowing the truth, Qiaoqiao was Chen Lan's daughter. Why would anyone in the world treat their own daughter like this?"
Song Yinsheng sneered, "Old Madam Yuan knew that Chen Lan wouldn't treat her daughter well, so she switched the baby."
But it's okay, the truth will come out soon.
Yan Qiao replied to them in the group and made an appointment with them for tomorrow.
It was already late November, and the temperature in Yancheng had begun to drop significantly.
Yan Qiao is very lazy and mostly stays at home, not wanting to go out.
The house next door has already started renovations; the basic facilities are still there, but the renovations are relatively simple.
Just knock down the walls that can be knocked down to connect the two houses, and then redesign the layout. It is expected to be completed next month.
The combined house is large and bright, and Yan Qiao's room is even bigger. We can also plan a separate study for her, along with a bathroom.
Song Jing no longer has to live in a small, windowless room; it now has a bed and a private bathroom.
The next day, Ruan Cha and two others came to visit, bringing some fruit with them.
Shiloh looked around. "Is your house being renovated?"
Yan Qiao nodded, "I want to connect it with the house next door so that there's more space."
Ruan Cha said, "Your family isn't as bad as people say online."
Online, people are saying that Yan Yaoyao used to live in a slum, where the small house was so small that it was difficult to even turn around.
Looking at it now, the decoration isn't high-end, but it's still at a mid-range level.
And it wasn't small at all; none of them felt crowded when they came over.
Zang Mingqi said, "You should only believe half of what you hear online."
"Mom, when is dinner? I'm starving!" Song Jing walked in from outside.
He stared at the people sitting in the living room, then rubbed his eyes.
Ruan Cha waved her hand, "You must be Xiao Jing. I'm your sister's friend. My name is Ruan Cha."
"I am Zang Mingqi."
“Siro”.
Song Jing exclaimed "Holy crap!" and quickly opened the door and slipped out.
"It must be because I opened the door wrong. Let's try again!"
Upon opening the door, they indeed saw Ruan Chaji and his companions.
He jumped up, his head almost hitting the ceiling.
"Holy crap, he's alive! He's a real celebrity!"
Zang Mingqi: "...But it can't be dead, can it?"
Yan Shu glanced at him. "With your older brothers and sisters here, what kind of behavior is it for you to be jumping around like this?"
Song Jing didn't answer. She rushed into the room at top speed, screamed for a while, and changed into the suit she wore when she performed the violin at the school meeting last time, with a bow tie on the collar.
Only after I was fully prepared did I walk out in a serious manner.
"Sister, why didn't you tell me you were inviting your friends? That was so rude of me. Let me reintroduce myself. My name is Song Jing, and I'm Yan Qiao's younger brother."
She even ran up to Yan Qiao and spun around, asking, "Sister, won't this make you look bad?"
Yan Qiao had a mouthful of water in her mouth, and she just spat it out at him.
I just couldn't resist.
"Haha, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean it. We're all friends, so don't be so nervous."
Song Jing exclaimed excitedly, "How could they be just ordinary friends? This is Sister Ruan Cha, this is Brother Qi, and this is him—he's a super-rich second-generation! They're anything but ordinary!"
Shiloh: "..." What the heck is a super-rich second-generation?
Shortly after, Song Jing's phone rang.
"Song Jing, didn't you say you'd be video chatting today? You coward, why don't you admit defeat and bark like a dog for us?"
Song Jing was extremely smug: "Xiao Peinian, you just wait, today I'll make you kneel down and call me grandpa!"
Song Yinsheng slapped him across the face. "Who called you grandpa?"
Song Jing covered her head and said, "I have a classmate who told me my sister is Yan Qiao, but they not only didn't believe me, they also laughed at me for lying. Sister, can you show your face in a video call with them later?"
Yan Qiao couldn't stop laughing at his antics. "Sure, but could you please change your clothes first? Also, did you put on BB cream? Go wash it off first."
Song Jing covered her face and quickly ran into the room to change her clothes.
Yan Shu silently turned her back, unwilling to admit that this was her child.
When Song Jing came out again, he sat next to Yan Qiao and started a video call with Xiao Peinian.
Looking at the stunned, handsome boy on the screen, she raised her hand and waved.
"Hello, I am Song Jing's older sister, and I am Yan Qiao."
Xiao Peinian's mouth gaped open. "Holy crap, it really is Yan Qiao! Alive!"
Yan Qiao: "..." What's wrong with this year's kids?
She smiled slightly, "It's alive. I heard you made a bet with my brother."
Xiao Peinian: "..." You're a devil!
Song Jing laughed loudly, "Xiao Peinian, quickly bark like a dog, you lost!"
Yan Shu clicked her tongue, "Xiao Jing, you're not allowed to joke around with your classmates like that."
Ruan Cha suddenly stuck her head out and said, "I was wondering why that sounded so familiar. It's you, Pei Nian. Do you still bully your classmates like this at school?"
"Holy crap, Sister Ruan Cha, what are you doing here!" Xiao Peinian jumped up.
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