After being diagnosed with a terminal illness, the fake heiress binds herself to a rough-looking man

When Jiang Yu returned to her room, the first thing she did was lock the door.

The second thing was to dump everything from the paper bag onto the bed.

Flat shoes, ointment, spray, concealer.

And that red rope.

She raised her wrist and looked at it for a long time. The small metal tag was stuck on her wrist bone, looking rather tacky.

The phone screen was still lit.

Huo Li's two messages were displayed at the top.

Jiang Yu stared at it for a while, then typed.

You'd better really not be able to find it.

The other side responded quickly.

【Um. 】

Jiang Yu laughed in exasperation.

【What are you humming about? My brother isn't an ordinary person.】

Huo Li: [Then let him flip it.]

Jiang Yu: [You're pretty arrogant, huh, mechanic.]

Huo Li: [Don't remove the red string.]

She subconsciously touched her wrist.

My brother asked me to pick them.

Huo Li: [Should I listen to him or to me?]

Jiang Yu sat on the edge of the bed and kicked the carpet with her toes.

One takes care of her food, the other takes care of her life.

You can eat less, but you can't give up your life.

She replied: 【Yes, sir.】

After sending the message, she covered her phone with the blanket, her ears burning hot.

Jiang Yu couldn't help but laugh.

Laughing then brings annoyance.

Jiang Yu'an will definitely not let this go.

Huo Li said he couldn't find the information, but she wasn't sure.

However, with the banquet on Saturday, she didn't have the energy to go out anymore.

Stay home obediently.

Once things have calmed down, we'll seek out Huo Li to extend our lives.

At least, that's what she planned to do.

But Jiang Ruoruo didn't think so.

The next morning, Jiang Yu went downstairs to find something to eat. As soon as she entered the living room, she saw Jiang Ruoruo sitting on the sofa trying on jewelry.

The coffee table was covered with black velvet.

Necklaces, earrings, and bracelets were displayed like in a small showcase.

Jiang's mother sat beside her, holding up a diamond necklace to Jiang Ruoruo's neck.

"This one is good, it suits you."

Jiang Ruoruo lowered her eyes and smiled sweetly.

"Isn't that going too far? My sister is also attending that day, and I don't want to embarrass her."

Jiang Yu stopped in her tracks.

it is good.

I applied eye drops to her first thing in the morning.

She turned into the restaurant, picked up a glass of milk, and then slowly strolled out.

"Won't."

Jiang Ruoruo looked up.

Jiang Yu stood behind the sofa, biting a straw, looking at the necklace.

"You should wear it; it suits you well."

Jiang Ruoruo's eyes lit up, and she was about to pretend to be shy.

Jiang Yu added the second half of the sentence: "If you can see from a distance, it can help guide airplanes."

Jiang Mu paused.

Wang Ma was serving fruit nearby and almost dropped her fork into the plate.

Jiang Ruoruo's smile froze: "Sister, do you not like me wearing this?"

"I like it."

Jiang Yu nodded seriously: "I also suggest you change your earrings to the biggest ones."

Ideally, your footsteps should be jingling loudly, making a three-second noise as you enter. That way, people won't even need to look up to know the person has arrived.

Jiang Ruoruo bit her lip: "Sister, that's not what I meant..."

"So what do you mean?"

Jiang Yu sat down on the single sofa, crossed her legs, and held a glass of milk in her hands.

"Didn't you say you were worried about embarrassing me? I'm thick-skinned, I won't be embarrassed. Don't worry, just leave, we'll see who dies first."

Jiang Mu put the necklace back on the velvet.

"Jiang Yu, can you please stop being so sarcastic?"

"Mom, I was praising her."

Jiang Yu blinked: "Didn't you always say that if it's the face of the Jiang family, then the face has to be presentable. If it's not presentable, who will look at it?"

Jiang Ruoruo's eyes reddened very quickly.

This speed at which they change their expressions is enough to warrant an application for intangible cultural heritage status.

"Mom, my sister might still be angry with me."

Jiang Ruoruo lowered her head and touched the necklace.

"Maybe I shouldn't wear this one. I just got back and don't know anything. My sister grew up in this industry and knows more than I do."

Jiang Yu clapped.

a bit.

Two times.

It's very crisp.

Jiang Ruoruo looked up: "Sister, what are you doing?"

"I'm giving you encouragement."

Jiang Yu put down the milk. "This line is much more natural than yesterday's. Don't be stage-frightened on Saturday, just play it this way."

Finally, Jiang's mother couldn't hold back any longer: "Jiang Yu!"

Footsteps echoed down the stairs.

Jiang Yu'an came down from the second floor, holding a document in her hand.

The laughter and conversation in the living room were abruptly cut off.

Jiang Ruoruo stopped wiping her eyes halfway, and her mother also shut up.

Jiang Yu'an walked to the sofa and glanced at the jewelry on the coffee table.

"Have you chosen?"

Jiang's mother said, "I'm still looking at it."

Jiang Yu'an handed the document to Wang Ma: "Put it in the study."

Then, he looked at Jiang Yu.

Have you had breakfast?

Jiang Yu raised her glass: "I'll drink milk."

"meal."

"I'm not hungry."

"Wang Ma, cook her a bowl of wontons."

Wang Ma responded and went to the kitchen.

Jiang Yu was unconvinced: "Brother, I'm an adult now, I don't need to be forced to eat."

Jiang Yu'an looked at her: "You're an adult now, so you can drink iced milk on an empty stomach?"

Jiang Yu looked down at the cup.

It was definitely cold.

She pouted and placed the cup on the coffee table, behaving very obediently.

"I was wrong."

Jiang Ruoruo sat beside her, her lips pursed.

Jiang Yu'an didn't say anything more and turned to go upstairs.

Jiang Ruoruo suddenly spoke up: "Brother, can I sit next to you on Saturday?"

Jiang Yu looked up.

Jiang's mother also looked over.

Jiang Ruoruo softened her voice: "I was a little nervous. There were so many people that day, I was afraid I would say the wrong thing. I would feel much more at ease if my brother were here."

Jiang Yu hugged the pillow, waiting for Jiang Yu'an to speak.

Jiang Yu'an stopped at the top of the stairs.

"The seating chart has been finalized."

Jiang Ruoruo bit her lip: "But I am the main character of this banquet."

Jiang Yu'an looked at her.

"The main character is on stage."

Jiang Yu almost laughed so hard the cushion creased.

Jiang Ruoruo's face paled.

Jiang's mother was displeased: "Yu'an, Ruoruo is also your sister."

"I didn't say she wasn't."

Jiang Yu'an's tone remained unchanged, "But the arrangements can't be messed up. There will be media, partners, and elders present that day. Seating isn't a game for kids to fight over chairs."

Jiang Yu felt relieved.

A small ball of light emerged and hovered above her shoulder.

[Host, your brother has extremely high combat power.]

Jiang Yu thought to herself, "It's a pity I'm not a life-extending target."

[System simulation: If he is the target, contact with him is enough for the host to live to eighty years old.]

"Shut up, that's a terrible idea."

The small ball of light shrank back into itself.

After Jiang Yu'an went upstairs, only three women remained in the living room.

Jiang Ruoruo really couldn't laugh this time.

After finishing her wontons, Jiang Yu picked up her bowl and prepared to return to the kitchen.

Jiang Ruoruo spoke from behind, "Sister, aren't you very proud of yourself?"

Jiang Yu turned around: "I just woke up this morning, so I'm not in a very emotional state yet."

Jiang Ruoruo stood up.

"You're clearly not a member of the Jiang family, so why are you still clinging to your brother?"

Jiang Yu placed the bowl in Wang Ma's hands and turned to look at her.

"Go ask him that."

Jiang Ruoruo's eyes reddened again.

"Don't think you've won just because your brother is protecting you. After Saturday, everyone will know that I'm the real daughter of the Jiang family."

Jiang Yu nodded: "Congratulations."

"Aren't you feeling unwell?"

"What's bothering you?"

Jiang Yu leaned against the restaurant door. "Are you upset that your biological parents are rich? Are you upset that you can finally use the Jiang family's credit card legitimately? Or are you upset that you have to memorize a 3,000-word speech?"

Jiang Ruoruo choked.

Jiang Yu took two steps forward and lowered her voice.

"Jiang Ruoruo, stop putting on a melodramatic show in front of me every day. I'm not an audience member, and I won't vote for you."

Jiang Ruoruo stared at her wrist and suddenly smiled.

"Sister, are you still wearing that red string?"

Jiang Yu glanced at it.

"You're wearing it, what's wrong?"

"So tacky."

Jiang Yu raised her hand and shook it.

"Earthy things bring peace and safety. They're better than some of those blindingly flashy things."

Jiang Ruoruo angrily gripped the hem of her skirt.

Jiang Yu turned and went upstairs.

She had just reached the corner on the second floor when her phone vibrated.