The warm sunlight passed through the window, entered the house, and shined onto the small princess bed where Lu Anran was sound asleep. Alongside with her breathing, a slender eyebrow trembled slightly, as if she saw something unhappy in her dreams. She tightened her brows as beads of sweats gradually dripped from her forehead. Her plump and rosy lips was tightly furled closed, and her baby face filled with terror and unease.
“N, no!” Lu Anran struggled and woke up from her dreams with a start. She abruptly sat up and used her hands to touch her face, the soft and smooth feeling under her fingers convinced her that her face hasn’t been cut, she was still alive, and has already returned to the time she was 15 years old…
The pink pyjamas on her body was damp with sweat, and stuck to her body. A slight breeze blowing by brought along a slight chill in the air. She jumped out of the bed using both her hands to support her and trotted off to the bathroom in the inner room. Taking off her pyjamas, she switched on the shower nozzle to let the ice-cold water pour down onto her head. The stream of chilly water appeased Lu Anran’s agitated and restless heart, and drops of water that were unable to hang on to her delicate skin, glided down in streams.
Lu Anran hugged herself with both arms and touched her slender and smooth arms, still seemingly able to feel the roaring blaze that winded and bounded around her arms, leading to severe pain. She spread out both of her hands in front of her, and seems to feel once again the bones of her hands breaking under Chu Yao’s high heels. She once heard that one will forget past pains once the wound has healed, but that was only because the wound was not deep enough, not painful enough! Lu Anran believe that she will never forget that kind of bone-aching pain for the rest of her life!
As the water temperature gradually changed from ice-cold to tepid, Lu Anran also recovered from her thoughts. She closed the shower tap, used a towel to dry herself, and then opened her wardrobe. The 2m wide wardrobe was filled with all kinds of skirts, and price of every single one was rather expensive.
Thinking about it now, Ji Rou is indeed worthy of her visual arts background, her aesthetic sense is really good! Every piece of clothing was imbued with the youthful energy of 15 years old girls, as well as the noble and reserved aura that a daughter of a wealthy and influential should exhibit. There was also another section of clothes that Lu Anran chose for herself, but the style of clothes can’t match up to Ji Rou’s. The clothes’ fashion was very childish, but Ji Rou loved Lu Anran dearly, so if Lu Anran take a fancy to anything, Ji Rou will buy it for her.
At that time, she was too young and ignorant, tricked by Chu Yao, and always felt that her mother was no good, while Uncle and Chu Yao are her closest relatives. The corners of Lu Anran’s mouth went downwards, scornfully spat a few times, then chose and changed into a suit of navy- styled one- piece dress that Ji Rou bought for her. Afterwards, she put her hair up in a high ponytail, and even her hair accessories are navy-styled, with a white and blue tie. Her entire appearance looked capable, experienced, and exquisite, but keeping her youthful and mischievous look. Facing the mirror, she tidied her appearance; Lu Anran needed to once more get used to her appearance, because she possesses a developed tastebud, she was very picky with her food, and this led to Lu Anran’s figure to be rather thin. But her face was still somewhat chubby with baby fat, with a big pair of glistering eyes passed down from her dad Lu Junhao, a small tip of nose, and the bridge of her nose was not too high but just right. Her lips were plump, naturally rosy, and she has even, pure white teeth; when she smiled, a little protruding canine tooth was revealed, making her look adorable.
Carrying her schoolbag, Lu Anran slowly walked down the stairs towards the dining room. The house that Lu Anran is currently staying in is a small two- storey villa, the floor area is not very big. The first floor has a living room, kitchen and dining room, second floor is everyone’s bedrooms and 2 study rooms. Although, Ji Rou looks weak, she also worries about the domestic affairs of the family; so, it is all thanks to the 3 loyal servants: the butler Yu Shu, Auntie Rong who went back for her son’s wedding, and the chauffeur Old Zhang. These 3 people are all the servants of the Lu Family, which were personally chosen by Lu Anran’s Grandpa, Lu Jianhao. Usually, not only do they need to look after the daily lives of both Ji Rou and her daughter, they also need to protect and ensure their safety.
Thinking about it now, she was indeed wilful, repeatedly adhering to Chu Yao’s ideas, and every single time she will be bewitched by Chu Yao to stay far away from everyone’s line of sight. This resulted in her getting hurt, meeting misfortunes and indirectly causing people worthy of her trust to die one by one…. Lowering her head slightly, Lu Anran’s eyes were full of guilt.
“Anran? What’s wrong?” Ji Rou looked at her daughter who has never risen her head once. She put down the newspaper she was holding and asked, “is it not to your taste? Or are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?” Ji Rou was a bit worried, her daughter was her everything!
“Hm?” Lu Anran snapped out of her thoughts, and looked at Ji Rou sitting opposite her. “No, it’s not bad.” She said and took another mouthful of pickled radish and vegetables, with a bowl of porridge that she ate until there was nothing left. The soft white rice porridge was fragrant and Lu Anran ate quite happily. she was distracted for a moment only because she recalled the bad memories of the past.
Ji Rou looked tenderly at her own daughter, “how about not going to school today, your fever had only gone down last night, take a day off today! Ok?” After thinking about it, she still felt that it wasn’t safe, “I’ll take leave today to keep you company, and in the afternoon, I’ll bring you to hospital to check (her health) again!”
“I’m fine.” Lu Anran gave Ji Rou a reassuring smile, “Mum, don’t worry about me.” She stood up from the dining table side and as if she remembered something, Lu Anran asked Ji Rou, “Mum, is Auntie Rong coming back today?”
“She will set off at noon today and reach back tomorrow night. Why?” asked Ji Rou.
“This time, let Auntie Rong bring back her son and daughter-in-law together with her!” Lu Anran used the serviette on the table to wipe her mouth and said, “Auntie Rong is getting old, her husband died early, and only have a son, since it also wasn’t easy for him to marry, staying in the mountains continuously is not good. It can’t be that we wait until Auntie Rong becomes old and then let her go back to the mountains right!
“So, that means?” Ji Rou suddenly felt like her daughter had grown up.
“Let Auntie Rong’s son be the gardener!” Li Anran looked at the flowers and grasses in the courtyard, “It makes me annoyed every time we need to invite an outsider, letting our own people do it is much more reliable!” Lu Anran said, “Auntie Rong’s son and daughter-in-law can come in and assist Auntie Rong to do the household chores, make a meal etc, isn’t there still a vacant bedroom on second floor?”
“En…” Ji Rou thought and nodded, “Ok, I’ll call Auntie Rong now.”
“This time they should come together, they don’t have much properties in the mountains anyways.” Lu Anran carried her schoolbag, “Mum, I’m off to school!”
“Go then! Take care!” Ji Rou rubbed Lu Anran’s head.
“Yup!” Lu Anran smiled sweetly to Ji Rou, and upon turning around her smile disappeared. She remembered in the previous lifetime, Auntie Rong’s son and daughter-in-law got into a car accident on the way home after sending Auntie Rong home, both of them passed away and Auntie Rong, a white hair person having to send off a black hair person1, was very pitiful. Also, in her previous lifetime, the temporary gardener coordinated with outside and inside attacks to kidnap her, resulting in her hand muscles snapping. This time, she wants to thoroughly strangle all the calamity in the cradle!
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Rebirt Of The Rich And Wealth
Romance(This story is not mine. For offline reading purposes only) At 3 years of age, her father went missing. At 15, the muscle in her hand snapped. At 16, her mother passed away in a car accident. At 19, she was framed by her father's brother. At 22, sh...
