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Chapter 500 - 2 An Xiunian and Yan Xin

Chapter 500: Chapter 2 An Xiunian and Yan Xin

An Xiunian shook her head, a bitter smile on her face, wondering what on earth she was thinking.

The other girl was born into wealth and beauty, never having shared a starting line with her from birth.

To her, all of this was far too extravagant.

Now, she just hated that money couldn’t be split in half and used twice.

Of course, she didn’t regret breaking away from her family. After all, she knew her parents all too well—they would never give her money to study abroad. To put it bluntly, she might as well seek out a wealthy patron to rely on, which would bring in money more quickly. But sadly, An Xiunian had Fan Shengmei’s fate without Fan Shengmei’s appearance, or else she wouldn’t hesitate to stoop to any means to get her funds, even if it meant accepting a derogatory title.

Compared to the girl before her, her looks and clothes were downright earthy.

For no reason at all, An Xiunian felt an inferiority complex welling up.

Back in the day, when she got into a university in W city, her parents weren’t too happy; it was clear they were highly resistant to bearing the cost of her college tuition. So the tuition for her university studies was mostly earned through her own part-time jobs and thriftiness.

In order to better assimilate into W city, she diligently corrected her local dialect accent to ensure her Mandarin was as standard as possible. But without a doubt, studying abroad was what she saw as the most perfect path. Thus, she studied English with extreme fervor, even reciting IELTS vocabulary words in her dreams. As long as she could succeed in going abroad, she was willing to speak English as fluently as her mother tongue, no matter how difficult it was.

Just then, she accidentally dropped her smartphone on the ground, and the earphone plug came loose, causing the English audio from her phone to blare out.

"Ah!"

The wealthy beauty bent down and picked up An Xiunian’s phone, handing it to her.

"Here you go."

"Okay..."

An Xiunian took back the phone and hastily plugged the earphones back in.

At that moment, it suddenly occurred to her that she shouldn’t be saying "okay," but rather "thank you."

"No, I’m sorry, thank you."

"You’re welcome."

The wealthy girl’s voice was so soothing it felt like an aural healing, and those fingers—fair and nimble, so different from her own rough, calloused hands with thick knuckles.

But this time, as she looked closely at the girl’s face, An Xiunian suddenly felt that she looked a bit... familiar?

Was it an illusion? She wouldn’t forget such a beautiful woman if she had seen her before, would she?

A bit later, the wealthy girl suddenly took out her phone, and then, aimed it at the front of the bus, she opened the camera and took several shots.

This left An Xiunian puzzled.

What was she trying to photograph?

In front, there were either elderly people, middle-aged individuals, or overweight passengers, and the views of the street were just ordinary. What was so interesting to capture?

Following that, An Xiunian saw the woman looking at the photos she had just taken.

She took about ten shots toward the front of the bus.

"Not this... not this... not this..."

What was she talking about?

"Not what?"

Was she aiming to capture something specific in her photos?

The wealthy girl then put her phone down and continued to sit primly.

Ahead, the bus reached a new stop. The doors opened, but this time no one got on or off. However, in the moment the doors opened, the wealthy girl suddenly picked up her phone again and aimed it at the door, snapping more photos hastily.

Once the doors closed, she started to review the photos on her phone.

"Not this... not this... still not this..."

At that moment, her phone rang.

Seated behind her, An Xiunian had a clear view—the caller ID on the phone showed—

SIX.

The wealthy girl answered the phone.

"Hello, Mom."

Mom?

An Xiunian couldn’t help but scratch her forehead, "Why did I set ’SIX’ as the nickname for Mom? An English name?"

"No." Then, she continued, "But I don’t think I’m getting off either."

After saying that, about ten seconds passed before she added, "It’s possible that today will end in failure too. Maybe I’ll just have to keep waiting."

What did she mean by that?

A while later, she suddenly had a vague feeling that the voice, the appearance of this so-called ’white and rich beauty’...

It was as if she had really seen her somewhere before.

Could it be that she actually knew this woman?

She began to reminisce.

After quite some time, she suddenly retrieved a long-forgotten name from her distant memory.

After the white and rich beauty on the other end had hung up the phone, An Xiunian tentatively said, "Um...Yan, Yan Xin???"

Hearing this, the white and rich beauty quickly turned her head to look at An Xiunian.

"You know me?"

At that moment, An Xiunian took a sharp breath.

"Yan Xin? It really is you, I, I’m Xiunian, An Xiunian! I was in class one, back then I used to come..."

After thinking for a moment, the woman said, "Sorry, I don’t have any recollection."

"I..."

That conversation could be said to have killed the mood dead.

"Yan Xin, I..."

"Sorry. I’m not in the mood to chat and catch up with you right now. For what’s coming, please don’t talk to me either."

After saying this, Yan Xin turned her head away, no longer paying any attention to An Xiunian.

This left An Xiunian feeling extremely embarrassed.

The other person didn’t even remember her at all.

Yan Xin was her junior high school classmate. But they weren’t in the same class, so it was quite normal for Yan Xin not to remember her. Nonetheless, back then there were barely any students in the school who didn’t know Yan Xin.

She could also be counted as one of the popular figures of the school.

Yan Xin’s parents had died early, but she worked hard in her studies and had the beauty of a campus belle, making her a notable figure throughout the school. However, the most legendary part was when she was roughly in the ninth grade and she encountered —

Her biological parents!

And they were very wealthy biological parents too!

This soap opera-like dramatic plot that seemed fitting only for prime-time TV actually happened to Yan Xin. Her biological parents had driven a luxury car to the school, causing countless people to gape in disbelief.

A downright Cinderella story!

Her life changed completely overnight!

Was there anything more legendary than that?

After that, she went to a big city for her studies.

What happened afterward was unknown.

Of course, although it was said that she had the luck of being reborn to a better life due to her ’reincarnation skills,’ Yan Xin herself had already been an excellent student with good grades and moral character, and many people envied her, filled with jealousy and hatred.

Among these people, of course, was An Xiunian.

Xiunian had always felt intense envy towards Yan Xin.

She still remembered Yan Xin’s biological parents, who had spent so many years looking for their abducted daughter, and they appeared to be very cultured and educated.

She even thought, how wonderful it would have been if she had been the abducted girl instead of Yan Xin. If it turned out that her parents weren’t her biological ones, she wouldn’t have found it odd in the slightest.

But... Yan Xin wasn’t the type to hurt others with her words.

Or was it that too many years had passed, and she... had entirely changed?