Did she resent it?
The answer was yes.
Facing the unfamiliar environment and people around her, she was cautious, afraid of revealing any flaws and making others think she wasn't the original Fang Miaomiao, fearing they might capture her for experiments or something.
But, from when did.
That little one gradually walked into her heart.
Then, it was Sister Mantong. Looking into those eyes, it felt as if all her panic could be smoothed away in that moment.
Finally, it was Wen Zhiyan, who had unknowingly occupied her heart.
Her connection with this world seemed to grow stronger.
Compared to the last world, this one was much kinder.
She had gained a kinship with An'an that transcended blood ties, found a friendship she had always envied in her past life, and even found a love she had never dared to imagine.
This time, the world seemed to be on her side.
"Wen Zhiyan."
"I'm here."
"I have a very strange temper."
"Miaomiao," Wen Zhiyan's face, upon hearing her words, lost the composure of an adult and gained a sense of anxious uncertainty. "I just proposed, and you agreed. You can't leave me."
In videos, some girls who rejected boys' proposals would list their own shortcomings or the boy's shortcomings, and then say, "I'm sorry, we're not a good match."
Did his Miaomiao also think she wasn't good enough for him?
If he had known this would happen, he should have brought An'an.
Fang Miaomiao was taken aback. She suddenly realized that Wen Zhiyan's imagination ran even wilder than hers.
She raised her hand and rubbed Wen Zhiyan's head. "Wen Zhiyan, what are you doing? I mean, I'm very touched. I want to thank you for everything you've done for me. I have a bad temper sometimes."
"If you have a bad temper, it's definitely because we did something wrong," Wen Zhiyan said without hesitation. "An'an and I will change. You don't need to be afraid."
"Also, all my assets have been transferred to your name. If I really upset you, you can take my assets and leave, and I will pursue you."
Wen Zhiyan said this very seriously.
"Really?"
"Really," Wen Zhiyan emphasized. "If you don't believe me, you can find a lawyer to liaise with my lawyer."
"No need," Fang Miaomiao shook her head. "I believe you. But does that mean I'm a rich woman now?"
"Yes, a rich woman. Please keep me."
"I will," Fang Miaomiao laughed, waved her hand, picked up her phone, and transferred 999 to Wen Zhiyan. "See, I can support a man now too."
Wen Zhiyan looked at her phone screen and raised an eyebrow slightly. "Miaomiao, am I too cheap?"
Fang Miaomiao shamelessly patted Wen Zhiyan's face. "As long as you serve me, there'll be plenty of money."
Wen Zhiyan's eyes deepened. He placed his large hand on the back of Fang Miaomiao's head, pulled her closer, and then kissed her.
After an unknown amount of time, Fang Miaomiao lay listlessly on Wen Zhiyan's chest.
"So, my sugar mama, are you satisfied?"
A magnetic voice sounded from above her head. Fang Miaomiao's scalp tingled. "I can't anymore, wait a moment, I need to recover."
"As long as the sugar mama is satisfied."
Fang Miaomiao nodded. "Satisfied, incredibly satisfied."
If she wasn't satisfied now, she couldn't imagine the consequences.
"Um, can we leave now?" Fang Miaomiao decisively changed the subject. "Or we can go somewhere else."
"Okay, whatever the sugar mama says, goes."
The two walked hand in hand to the riverbank. At this time, many people were strolling along the river. Some were jogging, some young couples were sitting on benches imagining their future, and in the distance, elderly women were dancing.
Fang Miaomiao looked at the scene around her, her eyes filled with envy. "This kind of life is wonderful."
"We will live until we are old, together forever."
"I think so too."
They walked along the riverbank, and then Wen Zhiyan stopped.
"What's wrong?"
"Look up."
The next second, fireworks bloomed in the sky, displaying their short, brilliant few seconds of splendor.
"Fireworks!" Fang Miaomiao watched the fireworks intently, her lips unconsciously curling into a smile. "It's been so long since I've seen fireworks this close."
"What's wrong?"
"They're beautiful." Fang Miaomiao's tone held a hint of regret. "In our world, the environment is severely damaged. To protect the air, the time for setting off fireworks on holidays has been reduced."
"Technological advancement and environmental protection are in conflict, but a balance can always be found."
"Perhaps," Fang Miaomiao shrugged. On such matters, she felt powerless.
"Miaomiao, not everyone is omnipotent. We just need to do our best and do our own thing. That, in itself, is remarkable."
Fang Miaomiao nodded and leaned against the railing with Wen Zhiyan by the river to watch the fireworks.
"So beautiful."
"Quick, quick, take a picture for me. It's been so long since I've seen fireworks by the river."
"Okay, okay."
The girl looked happily at the boy taking pictures for her. "In the future, when we get married, we'll set off lots of fireworks too, okay?"
"Okay, as long as you like it, we'll do it."
Fang Miaomiao watched the young couple bickering not far away, a smile in her eyes.
"What are you looking at, Miaomiao?"
"I'm watching a young couple having a little tiff," Fang Miaomiao said with a chuckle. "So happy."
"I'm also very happy," Wen Zhiyan said, looking at Fang Miaomiao's profile. "Because of you and An'an, I've become very happy too."
The two leaned against each other, completely unaware that someone was taking photos from behind and posting them online.
[Help, did you see that back view picture online? It really looks like Fang Miaomiao. But weren't they saying Fang Miaomiao's husband is disabled? I don't see a wheelchair in the photo. Could Fang Miaomiao be cheating?]
[Where, where? I have to see it. Damn, this is so dramatic. A rich family cheating, and so openly? Could it be that Fang Miaomiao thinks the Wen Corporation is going downhill and Wen Zhiyan has no future, so she's cheating?]
[Upstairs, spreading rumors is against the law. Didn't you see how many people Fang Miaomiao's studio sued before? Either provide evidence, or we'll tag the studio.]
[Is this a rumor? The picture is clearly Fang Miaomiao. As for the other man, it's very likely not Wen Zhiyan. Why can't we express our doubts? What, is it wrong for me to ask questions?]
Zeng Nian looked at the online opinions and decided to send a message to Fang Miaomiao.
After receiving a confirmation, she posted on the studio's official account.
@Fang Miaomiao Studio: Thank you to the photographer for capturing our big boss and "boss's wife" so beautifully. Why are they still feeding us dog food late at night @Fang Miaomiao.
Soon after, Fang Miaomiao's account also posted.
It was a picture.
A picture of Fang Miaomiao and Wen Zhiyan holding hands under the lights.