Chapter 7 (1/2)

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“Xiao Jian, who did you call just now? Why did you hang up right after the call connected?” Unable to hold himself back, Yun Yi asked after paying the telephone fee to the shopkeeper and walked out of the shop with Yun Jian.

During this trip home, he realized that his younger sister had changed a lot.

Last time, Yun Jian would tell him of the things that bothered her no matter how petty. Now, Yun Jian felt like a total stranger. It was as if everything that happens now is just a part of reality.

“I’ll tell you in the future. Don’t ask now, brother,” Yun Jian answered without further elaboration.

She knew that she would not be able to hide the truth forever. Things would be found out sooner or later but she did not know how to convey it to Yun Yi. Could she just tell him “Your biological baby sis is dead and her body is being occupied by a secret agent called Slaying God”?

For reasons unknown, she could not speak those words from her mouth.

“Okay.” Yun Yi did not question her further since she did not wish to explain, but he was vigilant to keep an eye out.

They left the shop and went to the gift shop to pick a present before they headed home.

Yun Yi did not say more throughout the journey, so Yun Jian kept quiet as well.

Twenty minutes later, both of them got home.

The original owner’s house did not take up much land. It was a single-story house, the second level unable to be constructed in time. There was still a piece of vacant land in front of the door. However, other than that there was nothing else.

It was apparent that the family was struggling, in addition to being not doing too well.

This was the truth. That was the reason the second story of this house was not built; there was simply no additional budget to complete the construction.

Yun Yi went ahead and opened the door, calling out brightly, “Mom, we’re home!”

Yun Jian entered the house after him.

She was in the top 1 percent of the world in her previous life; although daily living with either life or death, she had still lived in grandiose.

In comparison to the home of her body’s owner, her home was simple and plain but it was warm.

“Xiao Yi, Xiao Jian, you guys are back huh! Dinner’s ready, wash your hands and get ready!” A woman in her forties urged as she walked around to place a dish on the dining table of the basic kitchen.

This was the mother of Yun Jian’s current body, Qin Yirou.

Qin Yirou was forty-something, she was not very old yet looked well defined by age due to over exhaustion.

Yun Jian stared at Qin Yirou without making a move.

Mother and mother’s love were concepts she had fathomed upon but had never experienced in her previous life.

“What are you doing still standing there? Wash your hands and get ready for dinner!” Qin Yirou pushed when she saw Yun Jian staying rooted while looking at her.