Chapter 13: Go Crazy—it’ll Be Fine If We’re All A Little Crazy
She got into the car first, then said to Jiang Yan, “Get in.”
Her gaze shifted to the youth’s slightly pale face; his hand was subconsciously clutching his stomach. Only then did Jiang Ning remember that he hadn’t eaten dinner last night.
The breakfast that belonged to him in the morning wasn’t prepared by the servant.
Because it was Madam Jiang’s order to starve him harshly for a day to teach him a lesson.
He probably didn’t eat lunch either.
Jiang Ning cursed him inwardly again: too honest. There were so many second generation rich kids at school; couldn’t he swipe someone else’s meal card and mooch a meal!
Thinking that he still had two months left.
Jiang Ning felt a tiny bit of sympathy for him in her heart.
After Jiang Yan got in the car.
Jiang Ning then rummaged through her own bag.
She had brought several small bread snacks, but she had gone to sleep in the afternoon and hadn’t had time to eat them.
So she tore open one package, sniffed it with her nose, and said with a face full of disdain, “Why does this bread smell so weird.”
The next instant, she threw the opened bread into Jiang Yan’s hands, raised her eyebrow, and ordered, “Eat it. Help me test if it’s poisoned.”
The bread looked enticing; he subconsciously swallowed his saliva.
The spasms in his stomach caused him some pain.
Ultimately unable to resist the hunger, he stuffed the bread into his mouth and ate it in big bites, appearing somewhat ravenous upon closer inspection.
Jiang Ning tsked inwardly: poor kid.
The driver up front saw how miserable Jiang Yan looked through the rearview mirror and silently sighed.
The family affection in this wealthy family was truly thin.
It was the first time he had encountered a family that treated their biological son so harshly.
Seeing that he had finished eating, Jiang Ning opened another bottle of water and looked at the label: “Huh? Why isn’t it German air-shipped mineral water? I’m afraid it’ll upset my belly.”
So she shoved it into Jiang Yan’s hands: “Help me test if the water has gone bad.”
Jiang Yan glanced at Jiang Ning and silently took a sip.
Then he pulled out a White Rabbit Milk Candy from his pocket and popped it into his mouth.
He had to eat at least seventeen candies every day to finish them within two months.
It was also thanks to these candies that he hadn’t fainted from hunger at school.
Jiang Ning looked at him with a smile: “Is it tasty?”
Jiang Yan lowered his eyes: “Not tasty.”
“Tch, not cute at all.” Jiang Ning pouted and complained, then suddenly reached out to ruffle his hair. He looked up in shock, only to see Jiang Ning smiling at him: “Call me sis.”
Jiang Yan seemed to react then, hurriedly turning his head away to avoid Jiang Ning’s touch. The words that came out carried malice despite himself: “I only have one older sister, and it’s not you.”
He waited for Jiang Ning to get angry. Ever since he became sensible, he had never called Jiang Ning “sis”; she didn’t deserve it.
And the older sister he truly acknowledged had been chased away by their mother.
No one knew where she had gone.
Mother didn’t like the eldest sister, nor did she like him.
Jiang Ning, also a girl, received all the parents’ love.
The expected anger from Jiang Ning didn’t appear; she just gave him a glance: “Stingy.”
Jiang Ning felt a bit regretful inside.
In the original world, she had become an orphan at six years old.
She grew up eating from village families, then worked half-time while studying to get into university, living to twenty-three. Only the first six years were happy; the rest of the time, she didn’t even have time to rest.
During holidays, she was always alone. Back then, she especially envied her part-time coworker who had loving parents, healthy grandparents, and a younger brother four years younger who picked her up from work rain or shine every day. At that time, Jiang Ning thought that if she had a younger brother, would it be as happy as her coworker’s.
But…
The imagination was full, but reality was skinny.
Now she had family.
She couldn’t help but glance again at Jiang Yan, who bristled at just a touch, and speechlessly looked out the window.
Having a younger brother was about the same as not having one.
As for this older sister that Jiang Yan mentioned.
Jiang Ning searched the original body’s memories.
They did have a biological older sister, five years older than them.
But Jiang Ning’s memories of her were very fuzzy; she only knew that Madam Jiang treated her worse than Jiang Yan, even to the point of hatred. When the original body was still young, she was driven out of the house, and later no one knew where she went.
Madam Jiang never asked, and no one in the family was allowed to mention her.
Over time, everyone thought the Jiang Family only had two children.
While thinking, the car stopped in the villa courtyard.
Madam Jiang and Father Jiang were both home.
It was also Jiang Ning’s first time seeing the original body’s father.
Sporting a small beer belly, even in middle age, Father Jiang’s face was still very refined. The most striking feature was his head of black hair, exceptionally thick, with not even a part line visible. It was hard to imagine this was the hair volume a middle-aged man should have; Jiang Ning cast an envious gaze.
Father Jiang was reading the newspaper when he heard the noise and looked up to see Jiang Ning had returned.
He smiled narrowly: “Ning Ning Baby is back.”
In her memories, the parents doted on the original body very much, so Jiang Ning also smiled: “Dad.”
“Yes.” Father Jiang responded, his gaze intentionally or unintentionally falling on Jiang Yan. He cleared his throat lightly: “Xiao Yan, help your sister carry her bag and sit aside.”
Facing Father Jiang, Jiang Yan became much more docile; at least his attitude wasn’t so cold.
Jiang Ning breathed a sigh of relief.
It seemed this family still had a normal person.
Madam Jiang didn’t like her son, but Father Jiang did.
For Madam Jiang’s sake, he wasn’t particularly good to his son usually, but not bad either.
Madam Jiang came out of the kitchen, wearing an apron around her waist. It was rare for her to cook. Her gaze ignored Jiang Yan completely, focusing entirely on Jiang Ning: “Ning Ning is back. Mom made your favorite dishes. Go wash your hands quickly. Old Jiang, call the family doctor again and have him come to change the dressing on Ning Ning’s foot.”
“Yes, alright.”
Seeing Jiang Ning propped on a crutch, Father Jiang also looked heartbroken: “How did you get hurt like this when you’re fine?”
Jiang Ning used the original excuse: “Minor injury. I just kicked a stone.”
Father Jiang silently looked at her foot wrapped like a steamed bun, uncertainly asking: “Was it a meteorite?”
Jiang Ning: “…”
Damn!
She wondered why Sui Qingshan had looked at her that way at the hospital; turns out this excuse of kicking a stone was so ridiculous.
Jiang Ning dry laughed: “Maybe, perhaps, yes.”
Father Jiang: “…”
By the time Jiang Ning had her dressing changed, it was time to eat.
Father Jiang probably knew Jiang Yan had been ordered not to eat yesterday, so he hurriedly called: “Ning Ning, Xiao Yan, time to eat. After eating, go to your rooms to do homework. This year is Grade 3; you must work hard to get into university!”
Jiang Ning thought of the original body’s abysmal grades, not even qualifying for junior college.
She couldn’t help asking: “Do I have to take the exam too?”
Father Jiang: “…”
He chuckled happily, afraid of hurting his daughter’s self-esteem, and hurriedly added: “Actually, taking the exam or not doesn’t matter; it’s about participation. Dad will donate a building for you to get into Qingbei!”
Jiang Ning: “…”
This ridiculous thing could only happen in a novel.
After dinner, Jiang Ning impatiently returned to her room, pulled out her mobile phone, and started looking for top grade chat. She’d been holding it in all day and it was killing her.
She had just opened the chat interface and hadn’t typed when there was a knock at the door.
“Ning Ning, it’s me.”
It was Father Jiang’s voice.
Jiang Ning was puzzled why Father Jiang was looking for her so late.
So she slipped on her slippers and went to open the door.
Father Jiang sneaked into Jiang Ning’s room like he was doing something shady.
“Dad?”
Father Jiang made a shushing gesture.
Under Jiang Ning’s shocked gaze, he lifted his scalp… oh no, lifted his wig, revealing a balding head trending toward Mediterranean, and from inside pulled out five hundred yuan, solemnly stuffing it into Jiang Ning’s hand.
“Help me give this to Xiao Yan. Don’t tell your mom.”
With that, he quickly left.
Jiang Ning: “…”
Crazy, all a bit crazy.
Since test waters can only start this Saturday, and before that, word count can’t exceed thirty-five thousand, so until Saturday, only one update per day. I guarantee no breaks, and once on test waters, back to normal.
