Chapter – 56
“Is sister sick? Should we take her to the doctor?” Ning Xuechu asked, immediately becoming nervous.
“No, it’s nothing like that. They invited Miss An to hang out,” Aunt Lian quickly explained.
Only then did Ning Xuechu relax and slowly enjoy her breakfast.
The whole morning, Ning Xuechu had nothing to do in the villa.
She wandered around to pass the time and eventually stopped in front of a storage room.
The door was locked, so Ning Xuechu asked Aunt Lian for the key to open it.
“This room is only cleaned once a week, so there’s a bit of dust. Miss Ning, why don’t you go somewhere else to play?” Aunt Lian tried to persuade her.
“It’s fine, I just want to take a look. You don’t have to worry about me,” Ning Xuechu said with a smile, her determination clear.
Seeing this, Aunt Lian turned to leave.
Ning Xuechu glanced around and saw that it was mostly filled with old items piled up.
As she rummaged through, she noticed a baby stroller and many pieces of baby clothing, all neatly stacked in a glass wardrobe.
The wardrobe door was unlocked. She opened it and picked up a piece of clothing. When she turned it over, a talisman fell to the floor.
She picked it up and saw that it had the words “Ning Xuechu” written on it.
Her adoptive parents had once told her that when they first found her, she was dazed and confused, only remembering her own name—Ning Xuechu—and nothing about her family or their contact information.
They had tried to help her find her parents, but with limited savings, they could only post a few missing-person notices nearby.
After some time without results, they had to give up.
During her lonely and helpless childhood, her biological parents never stopped searching for her.
A bittersweet feeling welled up in Ning Xuechu’s heart.
She had once harbored resentment, hating the unfairness of life that made her experience so much loss and suffering.
At this moment, all that hatred seemed to dissolve.
Sighing, Ning Xuechu placed the clothing back. Her fingers brushed against something hard.
She pulled it out and found a diary—a thick one, with yellowed corners, showing its age but still well preserved.
Ning Xuechu opened it to find neat, delicate handwriting. She could imagine the warmth of the person who had recorded everything.
It detailed many significant events in “Ning Xuechu’s” life: first time crawling, first time standing, first steps, first words… until she went missing.
Between the lines, Ning Xuechu could feel the recorder’s pain and sadness. Her heart throbbed, as if she could see the tears on the paper.
Flipping further, she saw a new name: An Jianqing.
It also recorded various moments of An Jianqing’s childhood. Through the diary, Ning Xuechu seemed to glimpse the little girl’s life—rejected by others, yet never losing heart. Excellent in her studies, always striving for perfection, growing from a fragile little girl into a graceful young lady.
“Today is a crucial day for Jianqing’s differentiation. We’ve been waiting for this moment for a long time. No matter if she becomes an Alpha or an Omega, we will treat her as before. Seeing us nervous, Jianqing comforts us, hoping to differentiate into…” The handwriting ended, requiring a page turn.
Ning Xuechu’s fingers held the page, about to turn it, when there was a knock on the storage room door.
An Jianqing stood at the door, smiling. “Xuechu, what are you looking at so intently?”
Hearing the voice, Ning Xuechu turned and held up the diary. “Sister, look, it records so many things about you. You were so outstanding even as a child—no wonder you could become a CEO when you grew up.”
An Jianqing’s heart skipped a beat, feeling a lump in her throat.
She nervously said nothing, keeping calm as she walked over, glanced at the diary, gently closed it, and turned to leave.
“Sister, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to,” Ning Xuechu hurried after her, anxious to explain.
An Jianqing said nothing. Fearing her voice would tremble, she closed the door behind her and finally felt her rapidly beating heart settle.
She opened the diary to the page Ning Xuechu had seen.
The next part read: “Alpha, so we could find our daughter together. But things didn’t go as hoped. Jianqing eventually differentiated into an Omega, still an S-level.”
An Jianqing stared at the words, swallowing hard. Her fingers shook as she tore out the page.
She silently read it over and over in her mind, recorded the words, then reluctantly fed the page into the shredder.
She had pretended to be an Alpha; no one could know the truth—not even Ning Xuechu.
Carefully putting the diary away, she sipped a cup of hot tea to finally calm her racing heart.
Outside, there was another knock on the door.
“Sister, I’m sorry…” Ning Xuechu’s voice was full of regret.
An Jianqing took a moment to collect herself, then opened the door, her expression serious. “Xuechu, this diary is kept by me. I’ll return it to you at the right time.”
“Sister, I don’t want the diary. Please don’t be mad,” Ning Xuechu almost begged, tears welling in her eyes.
Hearing this, An Jianqing realized Ning Xuechu had misunderstood her reaction, mistaking her fear for anger.
She thought for a moment and decided to go along with the misunderstanding.
“I’m not mad. But you can’t rummage around the room anymore. If you need anything, ask me or Aunt Lian,” An Jianqing said seriously.
Ning Xuechu hurriedly nodded. “I’ll obey. Sister, you really aren’t mad?”
“Mm.” An Jianqing smiled softly, and the coldness in her eyes vanished instantly.
Ning Xuechu breathed a sigh of relief and smiled. “Sister, you really scared me just now.”
“Really?” An Jianqing teased, her eyes filled with fondness.
In truth, she was the one who had been scared.
