“So, boss, not only did you not sign that contract, but you even snatched Luo Bo’s briefcase?”
On the ring road of Tianzhou City, a beat-up old van raced at high speed.
From the driver’s seat came a lively girl’s voice.
“I guess you could put it that way.”
Nan Yin didn’t like the smell inside the van.
She rolled down the window and stared blankly outside.
‘Her name is Jiang Mi—my… best friend.’
The girl in her mind softly reminded her.
Of course I understand that.
After all, I’ve already obtained part of your memories.
Nan Yin nonchalantly pursed her lips.
Even though she had only gotten a fraction of the memories, the deeper ones seemed deliberately blocked, making them impossible to sense.
Still, Nan Yin had figured out the original body’s social connections.
No… now I should call myself Nan Yin.
“One word: ridiculous.”
Jiang Mi kept one hand on the steering wheel while glancing at Nan Yin and the briefcase in her lap through the rearview mirror.
“You’re not going to throw that away?”
“There’s two hundred thousand credits inside. Would you throw it?”
Nan Yin shook her head.
“Then never mind.”
Jiang Mi obediently turned around and focused on driving.
“So, not selling Nan Xi was the right call. She is your sister, right? Don’t go too far.”
Jiang Mi kept talking.
“By the way, boss, you’ve got way too much stuff on your face. I pinched you just now, and now my hand’s too slippery to even hold the wheel.”
Jiang Mi, as if she had endless things to say, switched to criticizing Nan Yin’s heavy makeup.
“Just drive properly. This is a highway. I don’t want to die in a crash holding two hundred thousand credits.”
Still suffering from the aftereffects of transmigration, Nan Yin answered offhandedly.
“Got it!”
Jiang Mi finally focused a little after hearing that.
“Boss, I’ll take you home first!”
“Hold tight!”
With the orange-haired girl’s shout, it seemed like Nan Yin heard Deja Vu in her ear, followed by a strong pushback feeling…
….
As I said before, ever since their parents were both imprisoned, Nan Yin and her younger sister Nan Xi had moved to the lower district.
That was five years ago now.
Even after Jiang Mi parked the van, Nan Yin still hadn’t fully recovered.
Stepping out and planting her feet on the ground, she swore she would never ride in Jiang Mi’s car again unless absolutely necessary.
“Boss, hurry up and open the door. I bought some food and can’t hold the keys.”
It had been less than three minutes since the van stopped, but Jiang Mi had already come back from a convenience store, carrying a pile of snacks and half a watermelon.
“You… bought all that for what?”
Nan Yin finally got her breath back and looked at Jiang Mi’s haul helplessly.
“For Nan Xi, of course. You never feed her well, so I gotta make up for it.”
Jiang Mi said it like it was only natural, which shocked Nan Yin.
Even though the two sisters didn’t seem to get along, Jiang Mi—being the original’s best friend—appeared to have a close relationship with Nan Xi, the original’s little sister?
Still, from what Jiang Mi had just said, Nan Yin picked up some information about the original’s sister—it seemed the original didn’t treat her well when it came to food.
No… Nan Yin shook her head inwardly.
Maybe it wasn’t just food?
She never hesitated to assume the worst about others.
‘Why did you treat your sister like that?’
Though she knew the original plot well, Nan Yin still asked the girl in her mind.
This time, the girl in her mind chose silence.
Nan Yin didn’t press further.
She looked around.
This place appeared to be an unfinished building, very quiet.
Following her memories, Nan Yin took out an electronic door card and walked to the roll-up door in front, ready to open it.
When Nan Yin first came to the lower district to find a house, she hadn’t cared about comfort.
So the two-story unfinished building in front of her was where the original had lived for five years.
The unfinished building stood on the edge of the lower district, specifically inside a small alley next to the commercial area.
There were no other shops in the alley—only the convenience store where Jiang Mi had just shopped.
The clerk there was an old-model robot.
Nan Yin remembered the original and Jiang Mi had considered robbing that place more than once.
Psst… psst!
The neon sign at the convenience store entrance flickered unsteadily.
Nan Yin had to use its dim light to swipe her card.
Slap!
Slap!
The sound of Jiang Mi patting the watermelon came from behind.
“What are you doing? Come help!”
Frustrated from failing to swipe her card for a while, Nan Yin spoke impatiently to Jiang Mi behind her.
“I’m calming the watermelon’s emotions… Oh, right, you don’t watch Bilibili.”
Jiang Mi, trying to share a meme, pouted, then stepped forward and shoved the card in Nan Yin’s hand against the sensor in the middle of the roll-up door.
Clatter!
The door opened.
“See? It’s open! What’s up with you today, boss? Feeling cocky after scoring two hundred thousand credits for free?”
Jiang Mi rambled as she skillfully went upstairs ahead of Nan Yin.
“…”
Nan Yin understood now.
Jiang Mi was just a carefree, goofy girl.
Even hearing that her friend had gotten two hundred thousand credits for free only surprised her for a moment.
How the cold original had become friends with her was a mystery.
Entering through the roll-up door, there was a concrete staircase leading straight to the second floor.
As usual, there was no lighting, so Nan Yin had to grope her way up by the faint light from the second floor.
Before she reached the top, Nan Yin heard Jiang Mi talking to someone.
“Sister Jiang Mi? Why are you here?”
It was a girl’s voice.
Unlike Nan Yin’s own hoarse voice, this one was very clear.
But Nan Yin could detect a hint of depression in it.
Depression… So this must be the original’s little sister, right?
I think her name is Nan Xi?
“I went to pick up your sister. Here, these are all goodies for you.”
“What are you waiting for? Go eat. I’m here, so your sister won’t hit you.”
After saying that, Jiang Mi came out and grabbed Nan Yin, who was still on the stairs only two steps from the second floor.
With a yank, she pulled her into the room.
The sudden light made Nan Yin uncomfortable.
After waiting five or six seconds, she could finally see the second floor clearly.
The first thing she saw was a large fish tank that had been dry for a long time, with no fish or water.
Behind it was an old holographic TV and a row of green leather sofas.
This must be the living room of the original’s house.
There wasn’t even a table.
Two incandescent bulbs swayed and flickered on the ceiling, completing the picture of “poverty” along with the peeling white walls and white ceramic floor tiles.
As for the people in the living room?
Nan Yin automatically ignored the goofball named Jiang Mi.
The only one left was a girl kneeling on one knee, rummaging through the snacks Jiang Mi had brought.
The girl wore a yellow dress that looked like it hadn’t been washed in a long time.
From the side, Nan Yin could see her delicate face, with bright, lively big eyes.
Looking down, the girl had the expected flat figure—at most, just budding.
Beneath the hem of the skirt, a section of jade-white, smooth calf was visible, leading to delicate ankles and a pair of tender, baby-like feet.
She really does look several years younger than me.
But even though Nan Xi’s appearance was above average, Nan Yin could vaguely sense the girl’s frailty through the dress.
So… the original really was abusing her little sister?
But overall, it seems the original did a decent job protecting this kid?
Hah… wouldn’t she?
After all, the original planned to use her sister to pay off debts…
Nan Yin immediately refuted her own question.
Nan Xi had been carefully flipping through the snacks.
But when she saw Nan Yin appear in the living room, visible panic and fear suddenly filled her eyes—along with a trace of hatred so faint it was almost imperceptible.
“You…”
The girl stared at the lost-in-thought Nan Yin and spoke blankly.
She looked scared, but at the same time, seemed to muster some defiance.
She stared stubbornly at Nan Yin.
“Why are you back…”
As she spoke, she took a step forward.
A rustling sound came from under her feet.
The sound of a chain.
Nan Yin: “…Tch.”