MY MASTER'S KISS, VOLUME 3 - Season 7 Episode 19

The two sisters held the phone and scanned the news related to Ji Nuan’s ranking on Forbes this year. However, they were only able to view the photo taken during the interview; although the woman with a composed smile resembled Ji Nuan, the news article was written entirely in English. They had even written the English name Ji Nuan used when she was in London. As they were unable to decipher the article, they could only fixate on the photo for a long time.

Song Keke: “In the afternoon, this article suddenly appeared as a pop-up while I was visitng a website. The photo was displayed in the corner, and when I opened it, I was surprised to see that it was such a large article. You say, is the person in the photo Ji Nuan?”

Song Sisi stared at it for a long while. Although the photo resembled Ji Nuan, she felt that the photo had been edited and the brightness was increased. It was impossible to gain a clear look at the woman’s face. Besides, all beautiful women resembled one another to some extent. Perhaps they simply had similar appearances.

She pointed toward the English words: “Although I can’t read this well, you should be able to recognize the words ‘Forbes List’ and ‘London,’ right? We’ve been studying for so many years. Looking at these words, I suspect that this is an interview with a female entrepreneur in London. Ji Nuan is a wealthy young lady who grew up in luxury in Hai City. Why would she run off to London? Hasn’t she always been in Hai City? Besides, she mentioned earlier that she has a job. She can’t be the person in the photo.”

The two discussed the photo before discussing Ji Nuan. They then brought up the clothes and quickly began dreaming about the ways they would spend the two hundred thousand yuan. They were rocking back and forth with bright smiles when the door opened.

Ji Nuan stepped out to see the sisters who had been chatting for a long while. She calmly spoke: “The room has been tidied. Can I change my room now?”

“Ah?” Keke was dumbstruck. She subconsciously turned to look at Song Sisi.

Song Sisi stepped forward to say: “Cousin, didn’t you say that you would sleep in another room tonight? Why do you suddenly wish to change rooms?”

“In the afternoon, I was too tired so I casually went elsewhere to rest. Didn’t Keke say that she would clean it up? I saw that she seemed to busy to clean in the afternoon so I left to do it myself after dinner. Right now, the room is ready to be swapped.” Ji Nuan had a mild smile o her lips: “The earlier we swap, the easier things will be. It’ll save us the trouble tomorrow.”

Song Sisi and Song Keke: “…”

“But, my things are…”

Ji Nuan cut her off: “I’ve packed it all up for you. The clothes you’ve left on the bed, your blanket, your phone charger, and other knick-knacks; I’ve neatly arranged them for you. You’ll just have to carry them back to Sisi’s room. Or you could choose a different room. After all, this was my mother’s old room. It’s natural for me to stay here since I’m back.”

“But it’s so late. Carrying my blanket and things to change a bedroom is too…”

“It’s all right. Let Sisi help you carry. It’ll be done quickly.”

“Then, then where do I sleep? Sisi’s room is extremely small. We’ve barely slept together since we grew up. The bed isn’t that big either…”

“Then let your mom arrange a separate room for you. You can’t keep sleeping in my mom’s room, can you?” although Ji Nuan was smiling, she placed emphasis on the words ‘my mom.’ The two sisters heard her intentional reminder and could not say more.

“Cousin, since your luggage has been placed in another room, and Keke has grown used to sleeping in Little Aunt’s room, you should just let her stay there. You’ll only be here for a few days. There’s no need to change room,” Song Keke spoke.

“No.” Ji Nuan rejected her decisively: “I need time to go through my mom’s things. It’ll be inconvenient if Keke is there the whole time. What if she lost her phone charger and insists I compensate her with a new phone?”

“Ha, our Cousin sure knows how to joke. How could I possibly make you compensate me a phone…” Song Keke and Song Sisi exchanged gazes; their expression was slightly awkward.

In fact, they had really considered this method…

Ji Nuan could not be bothered to say more to them. She turned and brought her luggage into her mother’s room.

Ji Nuan had taken their blood relation into consideration and initially tried to tolerate them. However, now that she had clearly seen their nasty sides, she naturally wouldn’t give into them again.

Seeing her insistence, Song Keke could only head in to retrieve her things. However, Song Sisi held her back and tossed an unhappy look at Ji Nuan. She then turned to leave.

Ji Nuan paid her no mind. After entering the room, she remade the bed. Thankfully, there were clean sheets and pillows in the cabinet. Although she wasn’t sure how long they had been left in there, at least they were clean.

Song Keke had likely treated this room as a game room in the past. Aside from sleeping here, Ji Nuan guessed that she had also brought her friends over. Whenever Ji Nuan slept the floor, she would find more things hidden under the shelves and tables. There were even old poker cards.

Although her mom had passed away many years ago, there were clearly other rooms available for their use in this house. Seeing the way they had insisted on messing up this room, it was unlikely that they had any good intentions. It was clear that they did not respect their late little aunt.

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Thankfully, this was a room meant for one person. Aside for a small door connected to a separate room, it had a main door leading to the front yard. Ji Nuan locked the small door from the inside and planned to use the main door for the next two days.

After Ji Nuan forcefully swapped their rooms and brought out her mother’s items one by one, Ji Nuan became even less welcomed in this family. Her aunt must have secretly said something to her grandmother. The next day, when Ji Nuan woke up and went to wash up, her grandmother’s gaze wasn’t very happy.

During breakfast, she heard her aunt and grandmother discussing the repairs for the broken windows in that room. They talked about renovating the room and fixing the windows to prevent Song Keke from being uncomfortable in there. When the elderly lady heard that her granddaughter was uncomfortable sleeping in there and that Ji Nuan had been the one who made her sleep in that room, she returned to her room in her wheelchair and brought out five, old one hundred dollar notes. She handed them to the aunt and instructed her to get the repairs done.

Yesterday afternoon, when Ji Nuan had slept there, no one in this family had taken initiative to bring up repairs.

They were both her granddaughters, yet there was such a disparity in treatment. Haha.

When Ji Nuan was young, her impression of her mother was that of a talented, beautiful, and opinionated woman. Growing up in such a family, she had actually relied on her own scholarships to study abroad. This clearly indicated that her mother was outstanding. At the very least, she did not suffer from too many grievances in such a household. She even knew that she had to soar away from this place.

These thoughts gave Ji Nuan some measure of comfort in her heart.