Ruan Jiaojiao still felt uncomfortable inside, thinking about how she had taken over the original owner’s place in getting all the love—it wasn’t her they loved, and she couldn’t help feeling like a thief in her own body. Yet, she couldn’t bear to give up the feeling of being cherished, especially when the Ruanlin Family held her in their arms and fed her goat’s milk, which was both tormenting and sweet.
"Alright, now that you’ve finished your milk, get some good sleep and don’t let your thoughts wander, alright?" After feeding Ruan Jiaojiao the goat’s milk, the Ruanlin Family wiped her little mouth and laid her down comfortably, reaching out to touch her forehead to make sure she wasn’t feverish.
Ruan Jiaojiao lay on her back, looking up at her gentle face, and the agony in her heart grew even more intense.
She never thought of giving up her place.
She ended up in this body, no matter what the reason, which meant that she and the Ruan Family had a destined connection.
This was a gift from the heavens, and she didn’t care whether it was stolen or not!
She reached out to hug the Ruanlin Family’s neck and rubbed her little face against theirs, cooing, "Nanny, Jiaojiao loves you."
"Silly child, Nanny loves you too. Be good, go to sleep now," the Ruanlin Family said softly as they kissed her forehead. They were not normally so gentle, but with Ruan Jiaojiao, their tenderness and kindness shone through completely, bestowing almost all their love upon her.
In the end, Ruan Jiaojiao fell asleep. The Ruanlin Family stood by the bedside for a while, and after seeing that she was showing no signs of discomfort, they turned with the bowl and walked out. Xiu Xi immediately took up a position by the bed after they left.
And every time she had the little antagonist’s protection, Ruan Jiaojiao could always sleep well.
By the time Ruan Jiaojiao awoke at noon, the Ruanlin Family hadn’t finished preparing the meal, and Ruan Hao was in the main room discussing future plans with Shu Lang. According to Shu Lang’s suggestions, Ruan Hao should definitely aim for Qing University in Beidu, or even better, study abroad.
When they saw Ruan Jiaojiao come out of the room, Shu Lang immediately stopped talking and stepped forward to pick her up.
"Is Jiaojiao feeling better?" he asked tenderly and affectionately.
Ruan Jiaojiao was a bit uncomfortable in his arms and squirmed a little. After Shu Lang reluctantly let her go, she snuggled into Ruan Hao’s arms on the other side, hanging her little head in a daze.
The Ruan Family knew that she had just woken up and was still groggy, so they didn’t want anyone else to hold her.
But Shu Lang didn’t know that and looked somewhat hurt as he asked, "Does Jiaojiao dislike Uncle?"
"No, my sister just hasn’t fully woken up yet," Ruan Jie, who brought Ruan Jiaojiao some cold water on the side, explained. He helped her take a sip of water and then handed her a freshly rinsed and slightly cool towel.
Ruan Jiaojiao covered her face with the towel and wiped it clumsily. The coolness of the towel soothed the heat on her face, and she quickly became much clearer headed.
"Sister, let me tie your hair for you," Ruan Jie said, picking up some hair ties and a comb. With the Ruanlin Family still busy in the kitchen and not yet out, he seemed eager to try.
"I’ll take care of this." Shu Lang said with a smile, "When your little aunt was still in school, I was the one who did her hair. At first, it was your mother who did it, but later..." He paused there, not continuing, and took the items from Ruan Jie’s hand, standing up to go behind Ruan Jiaojiao.
Shu Lang had indeed tied Shu Wen’s hair for several years, so his movements were not clumsy at all, and the hairstyle he created looked quite nice.
However, Ruan Jiaojiao’s attention was caught by his mention of Shu Wen.
Because in the original owner’s memories, there indeed was such a little aunt, but she died young in the same year as Shu Jiao went back home, and just like Ruan Chi, she also drowned.