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

Shi Jian may be an indispensable part of her life, but she herself is everything in her life.

The sun was still shining brightly in the corridor outside the classroom, illuminating the path ahead for her.

Shi Jian watched An Ran walking in front of her. The sunlight in the corridor stretched her shadow long. Although she couldn't control the disappointment in her heart, she felt inexplicably at ease.

Although what Enron did sometimes exceeded his expectations, it was honest enough.

He knew the value of this honesty, so he understood her self.

He trotted over to catch up with her and said softly, "Tomorrow is a holiday. I will go home to rest for a day, and then go to the company to study the day after tomorrow."

In his eyes, An Ran was like a treasure full of unknowns. If he wanted to dig more, he had to find a way to get closer to her. If he wanted to get closer to her, the shortcut was to do what she did.

"So fast." An Ran asked, "Do you want to learn finance yourself?"

In his previous life, Shi Jian had a strong talent in finance and economics, but she still wanted to ask if he was still as interested in these things in this life.

"What's wrong?" Shi Jian asked sensitively, "My dad suggested it, and I also wanted to learn it myself."

"That's good." An Ran smiled, "I wish you a lot of harvest in the days ahead."

Shi Jian also laughed, "Are you worried that I'm learning these things because my dad wants me to, not because I want to learn them myself?"

"Yeah, a little bit."

The girl tilted her head and looked at him. Her eyes were clear and her voice was as gentle as the light falling around her at this moment.

Shi Jian felt her heartbeat stop for a moment, and her voice unconsciously became lighter, "Don't worry, I can't do anything I don't like."

"That would be great."

……

"Grandma, this dress looks really good on you. Your skin is so fair, this color suits you so well."

"This dress has a nice color and good fabric."

"Grandma, I'm so glad you like it. I asked my mom and bought it for you at Maoye. I spent a long time choosing it, and I was afraid you wouldn't like it."

"I like it, I like anything you give to grandma."

On that day, Anran just entered the yard with her suitcase and quilt in her hand, she heard the voices of an old man and a young man talking to each other from inside the door. The girl's voice was sweet and cute, and the old man's voice was choked with sobs. She was very familiar with it.

Anya is here.

She stopped and stood in the yard, hesitating whether to go in or out. When she ran into Anya, Qiu, wearing a blue down jacket, came out of the house with a broom, "Miss Ranran, you're back."

When she called out, everyone in the room knew that An Ran had returned.

The voices in the room stopped all of a sudden, and soon, An Jing led Anya out, "Why did you come back so late today?"

Anya stood at the door wearing a brand new Chanel suit, looking at Anran proudly.

An Jing walked up to An Ran naturally, looked at the big suitcase she was pulling with her left hand, and then looked at the big bag she was carrying with her right hand, "What's in your bag? It's so big?"

"Quilt." An Ran glanced at Anya and looked away.

Hearing that it was a quilt, An Jing took the suitcase from her left hand and asked, "You came so late, did you get delayed in packing in the dormitory?"

An Ran was too lazy to pay attention to his nonsense. She just thanked him casually, pulled her suitcase around him and prepared to go into the house, but when she entered the door, she was blocked by Anya in the middle of the door.

She was originally standing by the door, but when she saw An Ran intending to go straight into the house, she moved her body and deliberately blocked the middle of the door.

An Ran lowered her eyes and looked at Anya, who was not much shorter than her because she was wearing very high heels.

One lowered his head, the other raised his head, and both looked straight into each other's faces, and no one spoke.

"An Ran, this is Anya. She is half a year older than you. You should call her sister."

An Ran glanced at An Jing and said calmly, "I don't have a sister."

No one present expected that An Ran would be so cold to Anya.

Not to mention Anya's face darkened instantly, even Qiu's face changed.

An Jing squeezed the suitcase tightly, and his tone suddenly became heavier, "An Ran, understand something. I told you about my sister. She is back home and is your sister."

"It's your family. You can make whoever you want your sister to be your sister. It has nothing to do with me." An Ran carried the bag and turned sideways to walk into the house.

Inside the room, Liang Qiuyi sat on a wooden bench and watched An Ran come in.

Grandma An, wearing a cotton jacket made of Xiangyunsha fabric, stood in the living room looking at An Ran, wanting to say something.

An Ran glanced at Liang Qiuyi and greeted Grandma An: "Grandma."

"Ranran is back. We'll have a day off tomorrow, right?" Grandma An asked with a smile.

"Yes." An Ran nodded, turned around and said, "I'm going upstairs to do my homework. Bye."

"An Ran." Liang Qiuyi suddenly shouted coldly, "Did I teach you to be so uneducated since you were a child?"

An Ran turned around and looked at her with a half-smile, "Put away your desire to control me. I won't be controlled by you."

After arguing with Liang Qiuyi, she picked up the quilt and went to the room on the second floor.

An Jing and Anya, dragging their suitcases, watched An Ran ignore Liang Qiuyi the whole time.

The brother and sister looked at each other and saw shock in each other's eyes.

However, in addition to shock, Anya's eyes also showed a gloating that she tried hard to hide.

"Brother, do you want to quickly carry the box to my sister? She's going into the room to pack her things, right?" She took a few deep breaths, with drooping eyebrows, and discussed with An Jing.

An Jing turned around and looked at Liang Qiuyi who was extremely angry, and then looked at his grandmother who was standing there with a helpless look on her face.

Grandma An felt her head throbbing. The situation before her was something she had not expected. She couldn't understand why her granddaughter, who had always been well-behaved, sensible and filial, suddenly had such an abnormal attitude since she moved in with her.

"I'll go up with you."

Grandma An glanced at her grandson who looked worried and walked over to him.

"Grandma, my sister has a bad temper. Please take care of yourself and don't get angry."

Grandma An patted her arm lovingly, "I know, you stay here with your mother, and my brother and I will go up to persuade your sister. An Ran is usually very sensible. If she is unhappy, we can talk it out with our family, so don't feel bad."

Turning around, she instructed Qiu, "The bird's nest I asked you to cook is ready. Bring a bowl to Xiaoya and Qiuyi to fill their stomachs first."

"It's ready, old lady." Qiu wiped his hands, "I'll bring it to the lady and the young lady right away."

"Oh." After arranging things downstairs, Grandma An turned around and followed her grandson who was carrying a suitcase upstairs.

When Qiu turned to go to the kitchen, he rolled his eyes and took a special look at Anya, who was dressed up like a picture in a magazine.

Anya didn't have any extra thoughts to observe Qiu. After Grandma An and An Jing went up the stairs, she walked obediently to Liang Qiuyi and sat down. She picked up the teapot on the table, added some tea to the cup that Liang Qiuyi had taken a few sips from, and said, "Mom, have some tea."

Liang Qiuyi had no mood to drink tea. Although she looked down on Anya, her daughter who was living outside, she couldn't help but complain to her at this moment:

"White-eyed wolf."

"How can she be worthy of all the efforts we have made for her since she was a child?"

"How could she be like this? How did she become like this?"

"Look at her, Anya, do we owe her anything? Why is she so selfish?"

"She has been in our house since she was little, and we have provided her with good food and drink. Now that she has grown up, what else can she do except to piss me off?"

"Why is she so angry?"

"What qualifications does she have to be so arrogant in front of me? Believe it or not, I will ask her to get out of here immediately."

If An Ran was present at this moment, she would definitely tell Liang Qiuyi, "Mrs. An, if you want to vent your negative emotions, please stay away from me. I will not be held hostage by your emotions!"

But it was Anya who was present. The more Liang Qiuyi complained to her about An Ran, the happier she was. "I also think my sister is a bit too much."

"She's really brave."

"Mom, was my sister like this at home before?"

"Ah...how could she do this?"

"How could she be like this?"

"I feel like she's so ignorant. How could she say that to me, mom? You're so good to her."

"..."

Downstairs, the mother and daughter got along very well because they had a common enemy, An Ran.

Upstairs, Grandma An held Anran's hand and advised earnestly: "Ranran, don't worry, Xiaoya is back, you are also a good child in our family, Dad and Mom will treat you equally well, don't be afraid."

"Grandma." An Ran couldn't help but feel amused. "Do you really think that my parents won't be partial?"

"No!" Grandma An answered firmly.

"Grandma." An Ran took her hand back from Grandma An and looked at her firmly. "You don't have the final say. I'm not biased. Let's wait and see. Love is proven by actions, not words. I will never believe what others say. I will only see with my own eyes."

"Of course, you don't believe what grandma said?" Grandma An felt her head hurt even more. "When did grandma lie to you?"

"grandmother."

Human nature is selfish.

In reality, no one knows how selfish each person is, so how can the promises they make be credible?

She can understand Grandma An's current thoughts and attitudes, but she will still be firm in what she thinks, sees, hears, and feels. "Whether it will happen or not, we will tell after it happens."

"Of course." Grandma An sighed, "Xiao Ya has been living away from home since she was a child. How pitiful! It is only right that our family members take better care of her."

"It's my duty." An Ran smiled again, "I didn't say I shouldn't. I will accept whatever you want to do to take care of her and treat her well."

"Then you..." Grandma An felt relieved, but An Ran's next words made her confused again.

"Just don't take me with you. It's my business what I want to do with Anya."

"An Ran, are you awesome?" An Jing was watching An Ran's stubborn look and got angry. "Why are you so stubborn?!"

"Oh my god, you're so noisy." An Ran scurried over to the closet and said, "I'm so tired and need to take a shower. Can you guys go out?"

An Jing and Grandma An were driven out of the room by An Ran, sighing.

The bathroom was filled with hot steam.

The warm water flowed across Anran's cheeks. She closed her eyes, her mind racing about what she would face next.

downstairs.

Looking at Grandma An and An Jing walking down the stairs hand in hand, Liang Qiuyi asked angrily, "Where's An Ran?"

"I'm taking a shower." An Jing replied sullenly.

Anya's eyes turned, she stood up, walked to the other side of Grandma An, and held her arm, "Grandma, my sister will finish her bath later, so she should come down and eat with us, right?"

"When the meal is ready, I'll ask Qiu to call her."

"Mom, An Ran has been living with you for a long time, and she is not the same every day." Liang Qiuyi, who was angry with An Ran, said to Grandma An in a bad tone, "I think she should not live with you anymore. A girl of this age will make a big fuss if you don't take good care of her."

Grandma An looked at Anya, who was trying to please her. "Then what do you think? Why don't you let Anran live with me? Let her go home and live there?"

"You can't live here anyway." Liang Qiuyi said coldly with gritted teeth.

"An Ran won't go home to live either." An Jing, who was sitting next to them with a stern face, said.

"Then let her go wherever she wants!"

……

Just after taking a shower, An Ran heard a knock on the door.

She slowly changed into casual clothes before opening the door. Standing outside the door was Anya, holding a Chanel bag in both hands.

Seeing An Ran open the door, she quickly looked at An Ran from head to toe and her eyes fell directly on her face, "I'm going to study in the United States next week."

An Ran glanced at her calmly and said nothing.

"My mother said she would hire the best language teacher for me, and in half a year, I would be able to go to a good university."

"Oh, congratulations." An Ran replied without much interest, "Nothing else, I have to do my homework, please leave."

She raised her hand and tried to close the door, but was blocked by Anya.

There was a cold light in An Ran's eyes. She felt the same hostility from Anya in front of her as in her previous life.

Sure enough, the other person came over and said in a light but innocent and sarcastic tone: "Mom said that you can't stay at grandma's house tonight."

"Nothing else, please go out." This was the situation she had just predicted, so now she was too lazy to even twitch her eyelids.

But Anya was no longer calm as she failed to anger Anran as she had hoped.

She raised her hand, pushed open An Ran's door, and walked in on her high heels. She looked at An Ran's room sharply, "An old house is an old house. Your room is not that great either."

"Grandma just said that if I want a house when I turn 18, she can give me a new one."

"If you want to provoke me, Anya, you might as well hug your mom and dad more often when you have time." Anran smiled meaninglessly. She used to be hostile to Anya as if she were facing a formidable enemy, but now when she met her again, she found it very funny.

"I don't want to be your enemy, as long as you don't offend me."

"Ha~ You are just a fake. I don't know where you got the confidence to say such things to me. It turns out that you have lived a good life too much and have beautiful dreams." Anya looked at An Ran with a superior face, "But you have to learn to accept the reality in the future. I am the eldest daughter of the An family, the biological daughter of my parents. With me, you have no value in existence. They will not want you soon." 1314