Si Fan had just stepped out of the room when a voice called out to her.
"Stop, who are you?!"
Si Fan turned around and saw a woman in a white qipao walking towards her.
The tight qipao accentuated the woman's slender and graceful figure, lending her an air of gentle elegance with a touch of nobility.
Si Fan clasped her hands behind her back and spoke calmly, "Si Fan."
The woman showed a hint of surprise in her eyes.
She openly scrutinized Si Fan, her features were exquisite, her face as delicate as a lotus, quite a beautiful young lady.
In a white pleated skirt, her supple figure was gracefully outlined; her slender waist seemed as if it could be encircled with one hand, fragile and exquisite.
Moreover, this young lady had an undeniable presence, composed and confident, with a subtle air of authority between her brows.
Unintentionally making people want to submit.
Murong Xiang found it difficult to believe that the girl before her could possess such an intimidating presence?
Suppressing her doubts, she continued to ask, "Si Fan? Are you my son's girlfriend?"
Si Fan: "?"
She wanted to ask, who is your son?!
However, thinking of the handsome man she had been enamored with, she noticed a resemblance between him and the woman before her.
This led her to connect the possibility of a familial relation between the two.
Moreover, the woman claimed that the man was her son.
Yet they looked more like siblings.
Murong Xiang assumed Si Fan's silence confirmed she was her son's girlfriend.
Her lips curved into a gentle smile, replacing her expression with one of warm familiarity, as she stepped forward to take Si Fan's hand.
Si Fan instinctively avoided her, an alertness rising within her.
Murong Xiang believed Si Fan was simply nervous upon meeting her, and didn't take it to heart, reassuring her with a smile, "Don't be nervous, I'm Jun Yan's mother, you can call me Aunt Jun."
Si Fan remained composed as she explained calmly, "Aunt Jun, I don't have any romantic relationship with your son; he merely saved me, which is why I'm here. Please convey my thanks to him; I'll repay the favor in the future. I have some matters to attend to, so I must leave!"
With that, Si Fan left without a sideways glance, her gaze cool and detached, her demeanor cold and unyielding, completely unmoved by Murong Xiang's self-disclosure.
An ordinary girl, upon learning her identity, would be eager to cling to her, but this girl was entirely untempted.
Murong Xiang stared dumbfounded at the departing slender silhouette of Si Fan, unable to help but say, "This girl has guts!"
...
Si Fan hadn't been gone long when Jun Yan returned.
The man wore a black shirt, fitting impeccably over his sturdy and muscular frame, black pants tucked into black boots.
His collar was slightly open, with unruly lines suggesting a hint of severity.
He walked slowly into the hall, steps steady and powerful, his presence noble and proud, his inherent grandeur overwhelming and hard to confront directly.
Murong Xiang looked at her son, who was undoubtedly blessed with striking looks, noble identity, and power, seemingly flawless in every aspect?!
But what could be done?!
This son of hers, already twenty-eight, still had no girlfriend, which was embarrassing to admit!
Murong Xiang took a sip of tea, her gaze growing less amiable as she looked at Jun Yan, "Son, who is that girl?!"
She was obviously referring to Si Fan, whom he had brought home.
This was the first time he had brought home a woman.
Jun Yan didn't respond, carelessly removing the black gloves from his hands, revealing a large tattoo on the back of his hand, and countering, "Where is she?"
Murong Xiang noticed the tattoo on his hand, retorting unhappily, "She left, just a moment ago."
Gone?
Jun Yan paused slightly, his brows faintly furrowing.
Murong Xiang glared at him, "You haven't answered me yet, who exactly is she?"
"I don't know her."
Jun Yan replied indifferently and began to head upstairs.
Not knowing her, yet he had brought her into his private villa?!
She found that tough to believe!
Murong Xiang was about to ask something,
Suddenly, his steps came to a halt, he turned back to look at her, "By the way, the lost Si Family heiress from the Imperial City seventeen years ago, does she have a plum blossom birthmark on her chest?"
Murong Xiang responded, "Didn't you know? You held her when she was little, just three months old, tiny and soft, sitting in your arms, she even peed on you, soaking your clothes. In the end, it was you who changed her clothes and diaper, and you even said her plum blossom birthmark on her chest was ugly!"
Jun Yan gave a faint hum, "I have some impression."
Then he went upstairs.
Murong Xiang frowned, "This brat, could he still be thinking about marrying that little heiress from the Si Family?"
During Si Family's heiress's one-year-old party, she accidentally grabbed Jun Yan.
At that time, both families joked about arranging a child betrothal.
But Jun Yan didn't really like that little heiress.
He found her extremely annoying!
Yet when the little heiress went missing, he seemed to lose his soul, went three days and nights without eating.
Truly a stubborn man!
Jun Yan took his long legs and stepped into the study.
Once inside, the curtains fluttered, a shadowy figure slipped in.
The shadow handed a stack of documents to Jun Yan, bowing, voice respectful, "Sir, here are the documents you requested."
Jun Yan took the documents, looked down, skimming through a few lines rapidly, his lips moved, "Si Fan..."
Is it her?
...
Si Fan followed the memory of her original self to the university she attended.
S University, the finest aristocratic university in Xiang City, the students within were either wealthy or noble, highly distinguished.
The original was enrolled in S University's drama department as a freshman, having entered through family connections and backdoor methods.
The reason being her original self's poor high school exam scores which could only allow entry through a backdoor.
Due to her lack of ability and meekness, she had become the subject of ridicule and bullying throughout the school.
The only person who chose to be close to the original was Tan Lina.
The original treated her wholeheartedly and gratefully, not realizing that she merely intended to exploit her to pave her way into the entertainment industry!
Si Fan had just entered S University, immediately stunning the students passing by, their eyes staring intently.
"Who is she? So pretty!"
A girl in a white dress entered the campus gates, her features remarkably stunning, attracting all eyes unable to look away.
The exclamations among the crowd continued.
"She's even prettier than our school's campus belle!"
"Could she be a student at our school?"
They had no idea that the stunningly-featured girl before them was the timid, frequently ridiculed Si Fan.
Since Si Fan usually wore large, unattractive glasses that covered her eyes and most of her face, making her look terribly plain.
Little did they know that beneath those glasses lay a rare beauty.
Even more dazzling than actresses in the entertainment industry.
Si Fan walked towards the teaching building without glancing sideways, her demeanor cool and imposing, becoming the center of attention no matter where she went.
People even took her photos and posted them on the school forum, sparking a frenzy of discussions.
Drama department, class 2.
Tan Lina was constantly on her phone.
A night had passed, she wondered if Director Chen had successfully managed Si Fan.
If he had, landing the second female lead role shouldn't be too difficult for her?
Furthermore, Tan Lina felt no guilt, nor fear of any retaliation from Si Fan.
Because she knew, timid and weak Si Fan would continue to swallow grievances without making a fuss.
As she was thinking, she suddenly heard a collective gasp around her.
Then, a shadow cast over her, accompanied by a piercing chilling sensation.
Tan Lina shivered, then slowly lifted her head, her eyes widening gradually…