Chapter 1: 001 Sorry, my family tree does not have you_1
Translator: 549690339
“Don’t touch me.”
The boy didn’t look at her, he just carefully wiped his hand touched by her with a tissue and casually threw it in the trash can; his voice was indifferent.
Bai Lian leaned against the tree, replaying the scene in her mind over and over.
Her wet black hair clung to her pale neck; she wrapped herself in a black coat, yawned lazily, and then reported a number to the elderly man beside her.
The elderly man adjusted his glasses on his nose bridge, happy to see that she finally remembered a number, and dialed it on his phone. The call connected quickly, “Hello, is this Song Min speaking?”
“Yes.”
The elderly man was very polite, “OK, Bai Lian fell into the water by accident at the lakeside of Mingtai Villa, could you come to pick her up?”
There was silence on the other end for a moment before he recalled who this name belonged to, his tone restrained and annoyed, “Don’t call me again.”
The call was disconnected.
The elderly man was stunned, “He…”
Bai Lian, still seated on the rock, chimed in, “He? My fiancé, I presume.”
Drenched, one might expect a desolate figure, but there she sat, with her hands crossed over her chest, leaning against a tree. Confusion shimmered in the depths of her dark eyes, like a white tiger that had nodded off in haste and woke up lazy, not knowing where it was.
“What about your other family members?”
She pondered for a moment, “They are hosting a banquet to celebrate the birthday of a daughter from a concubine.”
The old man looked at the pretty, well-mannered girl, unsure how to comfort her.
“It’s fine,” Bai Lian cocked her head, chuckling lightly, “Thank you for saving me, I’ll sit here for a while longer.”
He was busy with other matters, having saved Bai Lian from drowning by chance. He had initially thought the girl was determined to die, yet to his surprise, after her heartbeat stopped for two minutes, she woke up. She didn’t seem to have any intention of committing suicide again.
“Don’t sit too long, you might catch a cold.” He left her his phone number, took one more look at the black coat she wore, and then hurried away to catch his flight.
Bai Lian put away the note, watching him disappear into the distance.
She stood there for a long while before she tugged at her uniquely styled clothing and reseated herself on the rock, elbow propped on her knee, and the palm loosely supporting her chin.
This body was also named Bai Lian.
She had looked at her reflection in the water; she looked just like her.
Her mother, two years ago, upon finding out that her husband not only had a mistress but also had fathered two illegitimate children, divorced him and didn’t fight for Bai Lian’s custody. She left nonchalantly.
The original owner of the body was unruly and undisciplined, and this time, was caught cheating during the preliminary exams.
While being scolded in the office by her teacher, she saw Song Min delivering homework. On instinct, the original owner grabbed her fiancé’s hand, and he responded coldly and disdainfully, pulling away from her, saying that sentence “Don’t touch me.”
Remembering this, Bai Lian propped her chin on her hand, her fingers with distinct joints lightly resting against her cheek—tch.
What was the original owner doing with her pretty face?
She tightened the overcoat with a hint of silver grass scent around her.
Not strong, a bit chilly.
Bai Lian looked at the solar lights shimmering in the distance, her eyes sparkling with bright stars. She just sat there on the stone, quietly observing this amazing world.
She didn’t know how long had passed before a blinding car light approached.
She shielded her eyes with her hand to block the light.
“Miss,” the driver got out of the driver’s seat and opened the door to the back seat of the business car.
As the door to the business car opened, a graceful looking girl in an exquisite dress, sitting on the outer side, came into view.
After standing up, Bai Lian realized the back seat was not only occupied by Bai Shaoqi but also by a haughty young man sitting next to her, looking down at his phone.
Oh, Song Min.
“Sister,” Bai Shaoqi glanced lightly at Bai Lian. She moved to a seat in the front for her and took the last three-seater row in the back, “You sit in the front.”
The young man originally looking at his phone furrowed his eyebrows slightly.
Upon seeing Bai Shaoqi moving back, he too silently put away his phone and squeezed into the back seat without a word.
The driver gave Bai Lian an awkward glance. Each time this scene unfolded, the miss would become as if she were mad, “Miss, Master Song, he…”
Bai Lian flicked the hair from her forehead while sorting through her memories; she didn’t sit in the back but gestured for the driver to open the passenger door instead.
The car headed towards the Bai Family home.
“Min,” Bai Shaoqi suddenly broke the silence in the back seat, “Did you log into my account?”
“Hm, you solved that problem using Fourier transformation? That approach won’t work, I’ve tried it.”
“Looking down on me, what if I manage to solve it?” She reached for Song Min’s phone.
Song Min quickly guarded his phone; he would meticulously clean anywhere the original owner touched him, yet he didn’t have any aversion to Bai Shaoqi, “Then I’ll help you with your duty roster.”
Bai Shaoqi, “Ah, duty roster again?”
“Are you complaining?”
“…”
Both of them were in the international class at Jingjiang Preparatory Camp, key talents of the year, and often took various competitive courses together. Bai Shaoqi was not at all inferior to any boy in the sciences.
They spoke as if no one else were present, impossible for others to interject.
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