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When Song Pearl opened her eyes again, she found the car was driving back. Although she couldn't remember the route, she still recognized the clear Resort billboard.
She instinctively fiddled with the demon on her finger, wanting to pull it off and throw it away, but the snake coiled around her finger and wouldn't budge. She sighed lightly and stopped insisting; the demon would only fall off her finger when it wanted to.
"You're awake?" Wan tapped the steering wheel lightly, a smile appearing at the corner of his mouth as he glanced at Song Pearl's expressionless face. "I didn't release that Pearl Fish; let it accompany you for a while longer!"
Song Pearl looked at Wan and habitually pressed her lips together. "Please take me home; I'm tired."
She finally recognized a fact: she was human, not a fish. She was surprised at how strong her mental fortitude was; after just feeling faint for a moment, she could calmly face this matter.
The car accurately stopped at the entrance of a district, and Song Pearl got out.
"Can you put it in my room?" Song Pearl looked at the trunk. "It's next to the Fish Pond, where you're currently staying."
"Sure, just make sure to take good care of it," Wan smiled and started the car, showing no concern for Song Pearl as someone who had just recovered from a serious illness.
At this time, there should be no one at home. Song Shiting and Liu Cuiying were working at the Ecological Aquaculture Farm and wouldn't return until the afternoon, while Song Fei only came home on weekends.
For some reason, after finally facing reality, Song Pearl really wanted to go back home.
As soon as she opened the door, cheerful laughter greeted her. This kind of scene was not unfamiliar; every year when the family of four was home, such laughter never ceased.
It was just that back then, although she enjoyed the warmth of family while being part of it, she felt like an outsider. Now, that warmth still existed, but she had truly become an outsider.
If possible, what would be wrong with always being someone lost in fantasy? Yet this Wan insisted on waking her up.
Truth and illusion intertwined; he wasn't herself—how much did he really know?
"Treasure, if you like living here, you can stay in this room. After all, Pearl is living at the Ecological Aquaculture Farm and doesn't come back often," Liu Cuiying's voice was loud and clear. "I just worry you might not get used to this hard bed."
"How could that be! It's great to have slept through the night," Wu Yuqian said with a sweet laugh. "I really like this. I didn't expect you to find Amber for me so quickly; that's wonderful."
"Amber?" Song Pearl's footsteps halted. It seemed Liu Cuiying had gone to rummage through her room. No matter how well she treated herself, it couldn't compare to the fact that Song Zhenbao was her biological daughter; otherwise, the mix-up wouldn't have happened back then.
But what if she had gotten it right? Just like what she saw, even though Song Pearl was Wu Qiang's treasured daughter, she still ended up being killed!
She had been reborn long ago, carrying the obsession of getting married. Although she wasn't fully aware, from the beginning, marrying someone was her ultimate goal. Because she couldn't marry, because of the regret of dying in a wedding dress.
The mother and daughter were chatting in her bedroom, and the door was slightly ajar; they hadn't heard her return.
"Pearl is usually silly and forgetful. She's carefree and doesn't care about much. I thought she had long forgotten about Amber, but as soon as you came back, she asked you for her. Don't worry; since I brought her back, I'll treat Pearl well. She's very obedient..."
Hearing Liu Cuiying's words, Song Pearl tugged at the corner of her mouth. Although Liu Cuiying was fierce, she could still be considered a caring mother; her words didn't sound too cold-hearted.
Wu Yuqian's feelings were different. She hadn't expected Liu Cuiying to speak so highly of Song Pearl. Clearly, she was her biological mother, yet now that she had returned, Liu Cuiying wasn't focusing on her but kept talking about Pearl this and Pearl that. Who did this Song Pearl think she was?
Often, people are greedy and fail to consider that they are taking from others.
"Pearl followed a stranger into a car for a fish, and now it's been a night without any news. Are you and Dad really not worried about her?"
"What Dad? It's your uncle," Liu Cuiying quickly corrected Wu Yuqian's wording with a smile. "What’s there to worry about? Pearl isn't just any girl; she's already twenty-four and hasn't had a boyfriend yet. The only young man she got along with well was Wang Xingxing, whose son is already two years old. If she really got involved with that guy from out of town, I'd be happy!"
"You're not worried she'll be sold? That guy named Wan doesn't look like a good person at all—how could he be interested in Pearl?"
"Sold? How could that happen? Although Pearl is a bit slow, she's traveled all over and is now the general manager of a resort; how could anyone sell her! Besides, that Wan seems quite nice; he doesn't look like a bad person at all!" Liu Cuiying remained cheerful.
"Treasure, you're not young anymore. Although you've just returned from abroad, girls should find partners early; otherwise, good ones will be taken by others. Even though Wu Qiang is rich, he's just an old man who doesn't know how to care about these things. Sigh, it's really pitiful; if I had known earlier, I wouldn't have let you go with him!"
"Who’s pitiful!" Wu Yuqian listened to Liu Cuiying's nagging, and her previously joyful mood grew worse and worse. Everything was about Song Pearl; even if Song Pearl killed someone, her own mother would probably think she's a good person! Why was there such a huge difference between her past life and this one?
In her past life, when Song Pearl returned to take her family to the big city, Song Family Village was still so poor that they looked down on televisions and couldn't afford fans. But in this life, when she came back, the farmers in Song Family Village were all dressed well. Although they still had a rural air about them, almost everyone owned a mobile phone and every household had a car.
She didn't know much about others, but the daughter of the village chief, Song Yaya, should have been a mother of three by now. With her husband working away, she was running a small shop at the village entrance, looking down on others with an air of superiority. The only person she could relate to was herself; they only exchanged a few words.
When she saw her again in this life, this girl was surprisingly still unmarried and had become the manager of the dining department at a resort. She dressed elegantly and spoke warmly, smiling before even saying a word to anyone. Her demeanor was no different from that of city girls. In the past, Song Zhenbao had a good relationship with Song Yaya and enjoyed playing together. Now, however, when Song Yaya saw her, she treated her just like anyone else—neither flattering her because of her noble status nor distancing herself due to their differences.
Everything had changed; could she still grasp it all?
"I’m back," Song Pearl said as she stood at the bedroom door, not looking at anyone with her eyes downcast. She weakly added, "I’m tired; I want to sleep," before taking off her shoes and getting into bed.
"This child has become so willful!" Liu Cuiying supported Wu Yuqian, who had stumbled from being pushed by Song Pearl. "Although Treasure is not an outsider, she just got back... Hey, why are you covering your head with the blanket in this heat? I still have questions for you!"
"Aunt, Pearl seems really tired; let her rest!" Wu Yuqian stopped Liu Cuiying from pulling the blanket off Song Pearl's head and gently pulled her arm to exit the bedroom.
"Sigh, this girl really is worrisome! At least you are considerate!" Liu Cuiying huffed as she slammed the door.
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