After the adopted daughter of a wealthy family was reborn, everyone was cremated

Looking at An Jing's red eyes.

An Ran thought coldly, it turns out that An Jing is also naive sometimes?

Anya's return home was a long-planned decision, but she had no choice.

Since they value their blood family so much, she wishes their family of four to be complete and happy.

She sighed softly, "As long as you feel happy."

"An Ran..." An Jing said hoarsely, "Don't...don't think too much."

"What can I think about?" An Ran blinked, "I dare not."

"An Ran." An Jing's heart trembled. "Don't say that. Even if she comes back, you are still our family."

"Really? I don't believe it." An Ran looked at An Jing seriously, her sharp and clear eyes fell on his brows, as if pointing at him like a sword, not letting him dodge, "The An family has only one daughter, and the biological daughter is back. Outsiders like me should be out. Don't worry, I know myself very well."

"That's not the case, An Ran." An Jing assured in a panic, "I asked my parents, as long as you are willing to come home, you will always be my sister."

"and then?"

"Then..." An Jing was a little confused by An Ran's indifference, "Come home with me tonight."

"Does it make sense?"

"Why is it meaningless?" An Jing raised his voice, "My sister is back, don't you want to see her?"

——"According to the month, she is your sister."

Thank you!

I really don’t want this cheap sister, I don’t want your entire family either.

An Ran was a little impatient, "It's time to go to class."

"You haven't answered me yet, will you come home tonight?"

"No return."

"Aren't you curious about your sister at all?"

"Not curious."

"..." An Ran's indifference once again refreshed An Jing's cognition, which made him panic and angry. He couldn't help but sneer, "An Ran, no matter what, our family has raised you for so many years, after all, we don't owe you anything."

"I owe you this." An Ran did not get involved in An Jing's bad mood, but communicated with extreme rationality, "I will pay it back."

Although she owed the An family, she had already repaid them many times over in her previous life, but no one in this world knew about it, and she could not confess it.

In that case, let’s pay it back one more time.

But this time, she has the final say on how to pay it back.

Also, doesn’t that mean you want to draw a line between yourself and your family?

An Ran really wants to leave and doesn’t want them anymore?

An Jing couldn't figure out why this was happening.

"Still?" The young man with red eyes sneered, "Do you really want to get rid of us?"

An Ran looked at An Jing calmly, her eyes as calm as the abyss, her dark pupils reflecting her own anger and sarcasm.

An Jing was suddenly caught up in An Ran's quiet expression. He felt that she was too calm, unlike his sister. Looking at him was like looking at a unreasonable child.

He looked ridiculous and embarrassed, and arrogance suddenly raged from his heart and rushed to his head, "Why, was what I said wrong?"

——"Can you afford it?"

As soon as he finished saying this, An Jing regretted it.

Sometimes, people really need to be too anxious and let themselves be led by their emotions. When they get angry, many hurtful words come out of their mouths and cannot be taken back, even if they know in their hearts that there are ten thousand or one thousand things they should not say.

Realizing that he had said the wrong thing, An Jing shut his mouth.

He avoided looking at An Ran directly, afraid to see her sad, and even more afraid to see her angry.

He obviously didn't really want to say that, but he was too angry.

But An Ran, who was sitting opposite him, just smiled softly, and said in a tone that was neither a sigh nor a sigh, "Can I say that a family is truly a family?"

In her previous life, Mrs. An had told her countless times when asking her to do something: "These are what you should do. Don't forget, we raised you, and it's not too much for us to ask you to do anything."

At that time, she was too afraid of separation, and she overestimated the An family and looked down on herself, so she infinitely magnified the value of what the other party did for her and belittled everything she did for them.

It was as if, if it weren't for the upbringing of her adoptive parents, she wouldn't deserve everything she had at that time, so she should do anything for them.

But later, in that dark little cubicle, she lay idly on the bed, reviewing her life over and over again, reflecting on those relationships, and discovered that she had miscalculated.

Human nature is selfish.

When any relationship is separated from various labels, the only thing that can be calculated is the economic account. If we calculate the ratio of her contribution to the An family based on the economic account, she really gives them much more than they give her...

"Why can't I pay it back?" An Ran still looked at An Jing with a calm gaze, "If you want me to pay your family back like Nezha did, I definitely can't pay it back."

Nezha gave Li Jing a life, it was his father who really gave him a life.

The An family didn't give her a life.

"I'm sorry, I..." An Ran's calm gaze was like a mountain, pressing down on An Jing so hard that he couldn't breathe. He unconsciously wanted to apologize, "That's not what I meant. We didn't ask you to pay anything back."

"As long as you don't take my life." An Ran smiled, "As long as I'm alive, no matter how much I owe, there will always be a day when I can pay it back."

Life, emotion and money are the three elements for human survival.

In order of priority, what her adoptive parents gave her is the best one to repay.

"Please go back and tell your parents that I will calculate the inflation rate for every penny they have spent on me over the years and will transfer it to your family's account one by one. Please remember to sign for it when the time comes."

"I said, no one in the family wants your money." Faced with An Ran who refused to listen to any persuasion, An Jing was very angry. He felt that if he continued to talk to her, he would not only fail to achieve his goal, but would also make himself angry to death.

When he thought of this, he couldn't help but want to stay away from her. "The money you have is not enough for you to live on. You should take good care of yourself. Grandma is old. If you have any problems, don't look for her. Look for me."

People who are used to being self-righteous really can't understand what other people say.

An Ran was about to leave, but An Jing quickly grabbed her hand and said, "Take this watch. I'm leaving now. Call me if you need anything."

"I don't want a watch. This thing is useless to me."

"If you really don't want to use it, just sell it. You can get some money. Aren't you short of money?" An Jing ran away without looking back.

"I'll leave it here and not care about it." An Ran said loudly and turned to walk into the classroom.

The surrounding teaching buildings on both sides were busier than usual. Today was New Year's Day and many students were not in the mood for study. All they were thinking about was how to celebrate. An Ran was wearing sneakers and the snow in the corridor was squeaking as she stepped on it.

With the online store as her money-printing machine, she certainly has no shortage of money.

But how could she let the An family know that she was not short of money?

From now on, she will only show them her poverty, her weakness and powerlessness, as well as the miserable life in every aspect.

Only when she is not doing well will they stop thinking about her and want to stay away from her.

……

"Why do we need to design installment payments?" In the noisy girls' dormitory 410, An Ran was sitting at the long table in the middle of the dormitory, putting on makeup in front of a small off-white mirror.

Next to her, Zhou Ningyue, with a face that looked a little more delicate and beautiful than usual because of a little makeup, was leaning on the railing of the bunk bed, staring at the payment process on An Ran's computer screen.

"Because paying the full amount for a high-priced product at one time is a huge pressure for some people, if you pay in installments, you can eliminate these concerns." An Ran was applying powder to her face while holding a freshly opened box of Chanel powder.

The foundation used on Zhou Ningyue's face is the same as the one on her hands.

"What you said seems to be quite right." Zhou Ningyue rolled the mouse in her hand, "This laptop is really nice, but it's also very expensive, more than 6,000 yuan. If my parents don't give me money, I won't be able to afford it when I graduate from college."

"Then you can pay it in one year's installments." An Ran closed the powder box in her hand.

"Pay over a year." Zhou Ningyue immediately understood what she meant. "500 a month. I think if I save money, I can buy it in my freshman year."

"That's what I mean."

"An Ran, can you lend me the powder in your hand?" When Zhou Ningyue and An Ran were discussing why online shopping requires installment payments, a girl next to them became concerned about the cosmetics in An Ran's hand.

Zhou Ningyue became unhappy when she heard her voice. She glanced at the various cosmetics spread out on the table in front of her and said, "Don't you have your own powder?"

The girl understood why Zhou Ningyue said that, and secretly regretted her stinginess and lack of respect. However, she was really envious of the brand-name cosmetics that An Ran was using, so she pretended not to understand her sarcasm. Instead, she took her powder box and pleaded with An Ran, "I think the color of this box of powder is too dark, which is not suitable for my role tonight. An Ran, I see that your foundation is quite white, can you lend it to me?"

"Do you have a new powder puff?"

It was just a matter of a box of powder. An Ran wasn't so stingy as to not lend it to her, but she also couldn't unconditionally indulge the girl's vanity and greed.

"Ah?" The girl was stunned for a moment, probably because she hadn't expected An Ran to react like this.

"After all, it's something you use on your face, and I don't want to share a powder puff with others." An Ran explained softly, "This box of foundation my sister gave me comes with two powder puffs. Zhou Ningyue and Zhang Xiaoli just shared one, and I used the other one myself. There's no extra for you to use."

"I can use Zhou Ningyue and Zhang Xiaoli's piece." The smile on the girl's face froze.

Before she spoke, she thought, since An Ran was so generous in lending her brand-name cosmetics to Zhou Ningyue and Zhang Xiaoli, if she asked her to borrow a powder compact, she would definitely give it to her immediately. However, she didn't expect that she would say this.

The girl who heard this felt a little uncomfortable. She thought that they were all classmates, and since An Ran could lend it to Zhou Ningyue and Zhang Xiaoli, why couldn't she lend it to her?

At the same time, she couldn't help but blame An Ran for having no sense of collective honor. It was obvious that the role she played tonight was much more important than Zhou Ningyue and Zhang Xiaoli, and her dress was much more important than Zhou Ningyue and Zhang Xiaoli. She had the best cosmetics in her hands, but An Ran didn't take the initiative to offer them to her. Instead, she borrowed them when she asked, and even put forward such hypocritical conditions.

Your family is rich, but you are so stingy with just a box of powder.

An Ran caught the flash of complaint in the other person's eyes. Without changing her expression, she picked up the powder puff that had just been used by Zhou Ningyue and Zhang Xiaoli and said to the other person in a gentler voice, "What a coincidence! I accidentally dropped this powder puff on the table just now. It got wet and can't be used."

"Okay, let me see if I have any powder puffs that I haven't used yet." The girl had no choice but to lower her head and rummage through her makeup bag.

The other girls who were watching the conversation between An Ran and the girl exchanged ambiguous glances, then withdrew their attention and continued doing their own things.

An Ran took out the powder puff that had just been put into the powder box, placed it on a clean tissue beside, and closed the powder box.

She gently placed it on the book in front of her, then took out a brand new eye shadow palette from the Chanel makeup bag in front of her and skillfully began to apply eye shadow on herself.

Zhou Ningyue noticed An Ran's actions, tilted her head, looked at her in amazement and asked, "An Ran, did you learn to put on makeup when you were very young?"

"Not very young." An Ran smiled, "I just learned it this year."

Her excellent makeup skills are certainly not acquired in a short period of time, but considering her current age, she is indeed just starting to learn makeup.

In both of her lives, she had appeared at various balls and on the stage since she was very young, and wearing makeup was something she was used to, but this was not the case with her.

"Wow!" Zhou Ningyue was really impressed by An Ran. "You are amazing and you can draw so well even though you just started learning this year."

"It's very simple." An Ran raised her index finger and wiped her eyelids. "If you want to learn, I can teach you when I have time."

"Is it really possible?"

"of course."

"I found it."

The girl lowered her head to look for a powder puff and finally found an unopened one in her drawer.

"Come and get it." An Ran glanced at the powder puff wrapped in a plastic shell in the other person's hand, picked up the powder and handed it to her.

"Thank you." Although the process was not satisfactory, the girl was still very happy when she got Anran's powder.

An Ran was very fast at applying makeup. It only took her about ten minutes to apply makeup to Zhou Ningyue and Zhang Xiaoli. Because she was performing a piano solo, her makeup was heavier than Zhou Ningyue and Zhang Xiaoli, so it took her a little longer.

"It's so beautiful." Looking at An Ran's face after putting on makeup, Zhou Ningyue urged, "Go change your clothes, go!"

An Ran turned her head to look at the bathroom next to her and said helplessly, "There's someone in the bathroom, wait a minute."

"Hey, how about going to your dormitory? I'll go see if there's anyone in the bathroom." Zhou Ningyue turned around and ran out. Her excitement made the roommates around her shake their heads.