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During the days that I mooched off food and passed my days meaninglessly at Jiang Ran’s place, I paid off all the debt that I previously owed.
As for that gigantic bill to support my mother, Jiang Ran told me to let him have someone look into her financial situation first before making any moves.
After all, my money didn’t fall from the sky.
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After making all the arrangements, our agents sent us off at the airport for the flight to Germany.
Seeing that ‘reluctant to part’ expression in their eyes, I couldn’t help but puzzle. “Why aren’t we bringing them along?”
Jiang Ran’s eyebrows suddenly creased, and he even sounded slightly disdainful. “What’s the point of bringing them when we aren’t going for a shoot?”
The disdain in his tone… I suddenly felt a little bad for them.
When I didn’t respond, he smiled again. “Don’t worry. My parents have already arranged for someone to fetch us. I won’t lose you.”
“Your parents are over there?” I asked in doubt.
“My mom is,” he slowly spoke. “My sister just gave birth so my mom’s there to lend a hand.”
“You have a sister? A blood-related sister?”
He nodded.
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Why do I have this strange sense that he’s bringing me over for a honeymoon and to meet the parents?
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Jiang Ran passed me an eye mask so that I could rest on the plane.
And thus I slept and ate and ate and slept, spending a blissful twelve hours on the plane.
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After alighting the plane, Jiang Ran got my luggage for me. I followed him to the international arrival hall.
Several men in neatly-pressed suits and shiny shoes bowed in unison. “Good morning, young master, Mr. Mo.”
WTS…
A real live • god-tier rich family dogblood drama.
I whipped my head over to look at Jiang Ran, incredulous.
His eyes crinkled. He said. “Relax, you can just treat it like your own home.”
Erm. If my family was really this rich, I must have saved the galaxy in my past life.
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It was as if Jiang Ran had intentionally picked a late-night flight. It was morning when we reached Germany; I was able to adjust my body clock with barely any effort.
I was so excited to take a limousine that I could fly.
But to exhibit the self-cultivation and great culture of a certain person surnamed Mo, I still acted all solemn, sitting properly in my seat.
The car was very quiet. After a while, finally unable to bear the silence, I asked, “Jiang Ran, I didn’t know you had a sister. Is she pretty?”
Jiang Ran coldly glanced at me askew. “What are you thinking of? She’s already a mother with a child.”
Hell, Jiang Ran, what are you trying to imply?
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The butler opened the door for us.
WWWWTS. This vintage and textured facade, this splendidly-coloured floral landscape, this understated yet luxurious decor…
It really looks like the real deal!
My gaze jolted. “Jiang Ran, is this your hideout?”
He laughed. “It’s my sister’s place, we’ll just be staying with her for now.”
I was a sour grape. Geez, it must be great to be a rich second gen.
You get to have mansions all over the globe.
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I followed them in and met the owner of the house.
Jiang Ran’s sister was wearing a smart lady’s suit, matte nude lipstick, topped off with pointy-sharp high heels.
She had beautiful appearance and a tall figure. There was a strong Western look in her facial features and her body shape.
She was a standard interracial lady, and a hundred times better looking than Jiang Ran.
Was this what they called winning the gene lottery??
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Jiang Ran smiled, greeting her, “Hello sis, long time no see.”
The other only responded with a slight nod of her head.
Jiang Ran placed a hand around my waist. “This is my sister, Jiang Ling.”
“Oh, rightright…” I hurriedly nodded and greeted her. “Hello, it’s an honour to meet a pretty lady like you.”
She finally smiled. “Little Ran, look at how sweet he is.”
Jiang Ran smiled back in kind. He exchanged a few sentences of pleasantries then pulled me into a room.
Why do I get the feeling that… Jiang Ran’s relationship with his sister isn’t that good?
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In the room, I couldn’t hold back my curiosity. I asked, “You have mixed ancestry?”
“Mm. My grandmother is German.”
Sure enough.
I squinted my eyes, studying Jiang Ran carefully. Aside from the high nose bridge, he still looked more of Asian descent.
The pitiful second child; the same mother gave birth to both, but when it came to Jiang Ran, she neglected her son.
I recalled the aura his sister gave of—it practically crushed Jiang Ran’s by a large margin.
Could it be…
I hesitantly opened my mouth after a few seconds, “Jiang Ran, I don’t mean to gossip, I just want to ask. Was your introversion as a child because of your sister?”
Jiang Ran’s eyes flashed. He seemed interested. “What makes you think so?”
“Your sister looks like the strong woman type. She’s also several years older than you, so your family would surely have used her as your role model.”
When Jiang Ran heard this, he started, then broke out in laughter a few seconds later. “You’re really cut out to write novels, even something like this doesn’t escape your eyes.”
Hoho, doesn’t this go without saying?
Laozi is a gold-class screenwriter; there are no dogblood family dramas that I haven’t seen.
Also, my mind was already automatically churning out a whole web of rich-family politics:
Jiang Ran, the second young master of XX Real Estate Group, a company with a market valuation of hundreds of billions of dollars, was looked at differently by the world since young because of his family’s wealth, resulting in his introverted and taciturn personality. In order to choose a successor to the family fortune, his parents had forced the two siblings to compete.
But how can the young, innocent, and kind-hearted Jiang Ran compete with his vicious sister, who was beloved by all?
So after being traumatised and beaten black and blue, he left the house in a rage, using his own strength to chase his dreams in showbiz, embarking on a new life.
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What an inspiring story…
No wonder Jiang Ran was still bullied despite entering the entertainment industry with such high net worth.
Maybe this was the troubles of the rich.
It’s outside the scope of my understanding.
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When I thought about it, my heart went out to Jiang Ran.
I was about to open my mouth and comfort his young heart when the sound of a baby crying suddenly carried over from outside.
Oh, right. Jiang Ran’s sister had given birth to a baby.
I wondered, “Did your sister give birth to a boy or a girl?”
“Boy.”
“Then where’s your sister’s husband?”
“At my father’s company.”
I nodded thoughtfully. “Can I see your nephew?”
“Sure,” Jiang Ran laughed. He got up to pull the door open. “The child has probably just awoken at this hour.”
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Sure enough, when we walked outside, we saw the nanny feeding the child milk in her arms.
I asked softly, “How many months old is he?”
Jiang Ran lowered his head, thinking for a few seconds. “Eight or nine, thereabout.”
His sister greeted us again when she saw us come out.
Jiang Ran smiled faintly, saying, “Shuyao wants to see your child.”
“Sure, why not.” Jiang Ling gathered her hair. “Nanny Song, let him carry the child.”
Jiang Ran touched my shoulder, getting me to sit. “Do you know how to carry him?”
“Of course.”
I used to babysit a lot of children in the village, what manner of wee child have I not seen?
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After saying that, I cradled his soft, soft body like a pro, taking the milk bottle, letting him chew on it.
The little fellow didn’t want to drink the milk, screeching his vocal cords out. I lowered my head, softly singing a lullaby to him.
He very quickly quietened down. He took the milk bottle in his gummy mouth, his shiny jet-black eyes darting around as he stared at me.
His little white, chubby, lotus-root-like hands were raised up, tugging at my collar.
The nanny sighed, saying, “I’m impressed, Mr. Mo. The young master would usually make a big fuss.”
Jiang Ran was startled too. He came up close, touching that child’s chubby face.
Instantly, the little babe’s expression changed. He began wailing loudly again.
“……” Jiang Ran’s hand hung suspended in the air.
I derisively rolled my eyes at him. “Go away. It was so hard for me to calm him down.”
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So I crooned another song, cradling his body and rocking him lightly.
Jiang Ran quietly sat by my side.
A while later, he asked me, “Shuyao, do you… really like children?”
I gave a start.
His voice was very low and deep. I could easily hear the aggrievement in it.
I was baffled by this.
“Not too bad.”
Jiang Ran’s gaze hung down, looking in my arms.
But I couldn’t figure out what was wrong with that.
“Weren’t we all kids once anyway. Kids are cute, right… don’t you think?”
“Mm.” He smiled and patted my head. “Whatever you say.”
I glanced at him dubiously.
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“Little Ran brought Little Mo home?” A female voice suddenly came from behind me.
I turned my head to see a middle-aged woman.
“This is my mom.” Jiang Ran said in a low voice in my ear.
“Oh…” I hurried greeted, “Good morning, ma’am.”
His mother had a kindly and amiable appearance. She laughed merrily, “How delightful. Lin’er really knows how to kick a fuss, but he behaves better when he sees you than when he looks at his own mother.”
Was Jiang Ran’s mother actually praising me?
Before I could respond, Jiang Ran spoke up first, “Yes, Shuyao has a way of taking care of people.”
At this, Jiang Ran’s mother commended, “That’s great. Our Little Ran is a little silly, you must have had to take care of him a lot.”
Even after saying so, she didn’t stop, “It’s great that our Little Ran has a friend like you… I’m truly glad.”
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???
I kept getting the feeling that the vibe of this family was just a tad overly harmonious.
Logically speaking, Jiang Ran shouldn’t have been introverted as a child.
Or, better put—
As the mother of a film emperor, did she actually put on an act, fooling her own son??
Congratulations, Teacher Mo. You’ve gotten yourself a good mark from your future mother in law 😆
Thank you for the update ❤️
Shuyao, ahhh! you’re adorable!
thanks for the chapter <3
I really feel like Mo Shuyao must have forgotten Jiang Ran from childhood or something. The servants and the family don’t seem surprised to see him at all! Unless JR has talked nonstop about MSY since they worked together 5 years ago.
Ooo~ I like this theory! God, that would be so cute. I’m already exploding from cuteness overload, though. I don’t think I could take anymore!!!
Thank you for the chapter 🤍