MY MASTER'S KISS, VOLUME 3 - Season 7 Episode 16

“Mom, when can my sister easily buy new clothes when she goes out to shop? It’s been two months since I’ve had anything new. Give me two hundred dollars. I want to go shopping too.” Song Keke appeared not to have noticed Ji Nuan’s appearance; she abruptly spoke up after everyone entered.

“You guys chat. I’ll go bring my luggage in.” Ji Nuan scanned the surroundings and saw that the house was quite big and spacious. Thus she asked: “Where is the room my mother used?”

Her grandmother glanced at her but before she could speak, the middle-aged lady’s expression stiffened. Song Keke and Song Sisi also became visibly nervous.

“There’s no rush. It’s just two suitcases. How many things could you have brought? Leave it here first. The house is still quite messy, and your mother’s room has been empty for so many years. It’s quite dirty in there. Sisi and Keke, the both of you go help clean it before we let Ji Nuan stay in there.”

“Can’t we clean it later?” Song Sisi approached and held Ji Nuan’s arm warmly: “Cousin, this is your first time returning home. Did you bring us any presents?”

Typically, Song Sisi wouldn’t casually address someone so warmly. However, she had heard that Ji Nuan came from an especially wealthy background, and that her family had been loaded since they were young. Although her current circumstance wasn’t clear, Song Sisi knew that she was still a rich person and approached to fawn on her.

Ji Nuan had noticed the way their gazes shifted and vaguely understood. The innermost room was likely her mother’s. However, she pretended that nothing was wrong on the surface. She pointed toward the luggage they had thrown onto the ground with a smile: “Yes. The pink luggage contains all your presents. You can split it among yourselves.”

As she spoke, she lifted the other silver luggage containing some of her own things and turned to head toward that room.

The two sisters heard the word ‘present’ and did not move to stop her. Before Ji Nuan’s grandmother and that middle-aged lady could react, Ji Nuan swung the door open. Although the bed and shelves were brand new, the floor and bed appeared like a mini landfill. They were covered in snacks, empty soda cans and peanut shells. The originally clean blanket had also been dragged onto the ground and was dirtied. Several of the drawers were pulled out; they contained her mother’s photos and some of the items she had used when she was young. However, they were stained with fruit juice and covered with other things. As it was quite warm in Ji City in the day, there were actually flies flitting above her mother’s slightly yellowed photos.

The wardrobe contained some old clothes. They were likely what her mother wore many years ago. Although they hadn’t been thrown away, they were wrinkled and dirty. It was obvious that someone took them out and dirtied them, before carelessly stuffing them back in.

Faced with this scene, Ji Nuan turned back to see that Song Keke and Song Sisi were still excitedly fiddling with the pink luggage. They were struggling with the passcode and even after all this time, the luggage remained locked. Her grandmother’s gaze was apologetic, while the middle-aged woman, whom Ji Nuan should be addressing as her ‘Big Aunt’, rubbed her own ear lobe.

Ji Nuan immediately noticed the gold earring her aunt was wearing. It seemed like it had been worn for many years. She recalled when they had visited the Ji family in the past. At the time, they had searched through her mother’s room and brought away quite some things. Ji Nuan had been young and had stood by the side watching, confused over what they were doing. She recalled her aunt trying on her mother’s accessories, saying: “A rich lady from a wealthy family is indeed different. All of the items in her jewelry box aren’t cheap. Those diamonds and pearls don’t hold as much value. If we bring the gold accessories away, we should be able to make some money…”

Her so-called ‘aunt’ saw through Ji Nuan’s thoughts and pointed at the room to say: “Ah, Sisi and Keke typically don’t stay in here. But every so often, when they fight, they’ll refuse to sleep together. Keke always runs to her Little Aunt’s old room to sleep. I changed the shelves and bed, but your mother’s things are still in there. We haven’t touched them…”

Hearing this, Song Keke turned to see that Ji Nuan’s expression wasn’t right. She frantically stood up to say: “Cousin… this, I’ll clean it up in a moment! I promise to clean it well!”

“Aren’t there other rooms in the house? Even if you want to change your room when you’re angry, can’t you use another room?” Ji Nuan asked expressionlessly.

“This…”

“The other rooms don’t have mattresses. It’s uncomfortable to sleep on the hard wooden bed frame. The heaters don’t work well when it gets cold too. Little Aunt’s room has the best heating.” Song Keke pursed her lips: “Cousin, it’s because I don’t usually have other places to sleep in. Don’t be so petty.”

The problem was that Ji Nuan had come here because of her mother. What was she supposed to think, now that she had seen this scene?

It can’t be that she couldn’t even stay in her mother’s room?

“Cousin, don’t be angry. I’ll clean up my things right now,” Song Keke leaned close to say. However, even after repeating this twice, she seemed to have no intention of cleaning. Instead, she tugged on Ji Nuan’s arm to ask: “Cousin, why can’t we unlock your luggage?”

Ji Nuan had rushed here from Hai City. The journey from the plane, to the train and finally onto the car had been difficult. It had been a long day and she was exhausted. She was too lazy to calculate the debt with them and directly told them the four number passcode. Afterward, she said: “Forget it. Clean for me tomorrow. I’ll use another room tonight.”

When she said this, the two sisters, along with her grandmother and aunt all showed satisfied expressions.

Ji Nuan held her luggage and turned to look for a different room. Song Keke and Song Sisi had unlocked the pink luggage and made several loud exclamations over it. At this moment, Song Sisi abruptly stood up and approached to help Ji Nuan with her things. She snatched her luggage over to say: “Cousin, you sure are rich! Are all those presents for us? What’s in here? Your clothes are really nice. Are there any other nice clothes in this silver luggage?”

Hearing these words, Ji Nuan quickly took her luggage back: “These are all my daily clothes. There isn’t anything new. Aren’t there a lot of presents in the pink luggage? Split it among yourselves.”

The two sisters saw that Ji Nuan seemed to treasure the silver luggage and both approached. After Ji Nuan entered the room, they scrambled to open it; the passcode for this luggage was the same as the pink one. They then took out all of her sleepwear, and the casual outfits they found suitable. They held the clothes in front of themselves before the mirror and raced to try them on.

Watching them put it on, Ji Nuan pursed her lips silently. Great, even those clothes couldn’t be worn anymore.

After searching through half her luggage, the sisters left dressed in various luxury clothes. Ji Nuan was finally able to rest in peace.

It was no wonder Song Keke refused to stay in here. The windows were all broken. Thankfully, Ji City had just entered autumn and the weather wasn’t cold. However, occasionally, mosquitoes and flies would appear.

Her luggage had become messy from the sisters’ work. Thankfully, the two only had their sights set on her clothes and did not notice her laptop hidden underneath. Otherwise, even this laptop would be taken away.