After the meal, Jiang Wanting did not return to her room. Instead, she went for a stroll in the Jiang Family’s back garden and saw a maid trimming the flowers and plants.
Jiang Wanting asked her: ”What is your name?”
“Replying to Miss, you can just call me Xiao Deng.” Xiao Deng was clearly somewhat afraid of Jiang Wanting, her eyes avoiding contact, not daring to look directly at her.
Jiang Wanting pointed at a gazebo not far away. “Come sit over here. Let’s chat.”
Xiao Deng sat rather stiffly. In the Jiang Family, one must never offend Jiang Wanting. The young miss was domineering and had a rather strange temperament, so everyone usually kept her at arm’s length.
Jiang Wanting sat on the stone stool, her fingertips idly playing with a teacup. “Tell me about some things in the family.”
Upon hearing this, Xiao Deng quietly let out a breath of relief. After the young miss lost her memory, her temperament had changed quite a lot—much more approachable than before.
From Xiao Deng, Jiang Wanting learned that Grandfather Jiang had two sons and one daughter. The eldest son was Jiang Chun, the second son was Jiang Wanting’s father, Jiang Qixun. Strangely, no one ever mentioned the old master’s daughter.
The first branch lived in the villa next to the ancestral house, while the second branch—her father Jiang Qixun—lived in the ancestral house with the old master.
The first branch had three sons. The eldest was already married and had a son. The other two were twins and still unmarried.
The second branch consisted only of her and the original owner’s older brother, Jiang Qi.
Jiang Wanting pressed her pink lips together. The Jiang Family was very “yang” heavy; it seemed that in her generation, she was the only girl.
She also learned that she was studying at H University as a third-year student. Coincidentally, the original owner was in the same major—both studied fine arts.
Jiang Wanting had seen the original owner’s ID card; being twenty years old in third year was normal enough.
The next morning, after breakfast, Jiang Wanting got into the driver’s car and went to school.
Inside the car, Jiang Wanting turned to look out the window. Several days had passed, but she still had not adjusted to this identity.
She had lived quite a miserable life before. After her mother passed away, her father remarried his white moonlight, and that woman even brought in a daughter who was one year younger than her.
In her memories, her father stopped caring about her during her senior year of high school. After that, her tuition and living expenses were all earned by herself.
At that time, she was still underage in her final year of high school, and no one was willing to hire her for part-time jobs.
Jiang Wanting’s eyes turned slightly red. After a moment, she lowered her gaze and withdrew her thoughts. None of that mattered anymore. She was now a millionaire—did she still need that scummy father’s so-called affection?
Soon after, Jiang Wanting stood at the school gate, staring blankly at the large characters on the wall.
She took a deep breath. From today onward, Song Ci would become Jiang Wanting. The past miserable Song Ci was already dead.
“Hey, student, stop looking—you’re going to be late.” the gatekeeper uncle shouted loudly.
Jiang Wanting snapped back to her senses and quickly walked toward the entrance. Just as she was about to step in, she suddenly remembered something.
“Uncle, may I ask where Fine Arts Class 201 is?”
The gatekeeper looked confused. Wasn’t this the famous beauty of the Art College, Jiang Wanting? How could she not even know where her classroom was?
Jiang Wanting explained: ”Um… something happened a few days ago, so I lost my memory.”
The gatekeeper looked at her in surprise. Seeing that she appeared normal and unbothered, he said: ”Take the school bus. Just tell the driver the location.”
Jiang Wanting thanked him and entered the campus. She looked around blankly. Where was she supposed to take the school bus? At this hour, there were hardly any people around—it seemed classes were about to start.
Just as she was about to ask someone for help, the school bus arrived. From the driver, she learned that Fine Arts Class 201 did not have a fixed classroom; they attended classes wherever arranged. Jiang Wanting froze for a second after hearing this.
She quickly opened her phone gallery, thinking the original owner should have saved the timetable.
After flipping through several times, she still could not find it. She let out a miserable sigh. Was it really this tragic? She hurriedly opened WeChat and searched for “Fine Arts Class 201.”
Fortunately, it came up. She let out a small breath of relief.
She immediately asked in the group chat:
[Jiang Wanting: Um… may I ask where class is this morning?]
Nearly a minute passed after she sent it, and no one replied. She lightly smacked her forehead. She should have asked that “female college student chat group” earlier instead!
[Zhuang Xinyi: ?]
[Li Yushan: ??]
[Liang Zhen: ???]
[Shen Linjia: Miss Jiang hasn’t come for days and already forgot where class is?]
[Chen Afan: East Building 11-301 Sketching]
Jiang Wanting let out a breath of relief and quickly told the school bus driver. Afterward, she replied with a thank you in the group chat.
What Jiang Wanting did not know was that the moment she sent those two words “thank you.” the group practically exploded. No one had ever expected Jiang Wanting to say “thank you.”
When Jiang Wanting arrived at the classroom, class had already started for five minutes.
“Report.”
Everyone turned toward the voice. A girl stood properly at the doorway, with long black hair. Her almond-shaped eyes were dark and bright. She wore a simple white T-shirt and washed blue jeans, with white shoes, revealing a small section of pale, slender ankle.
“Come in.” The female teacher glanced at Jiang Wanting. “Miss Jiang, tell me how many times you’ve been late to my class? Your participation grade has already been deducted completely!”
Jiang Wanting: “……”
Was it really that serious?
Seeing that Jiang Wanting was still standing at the door, the teacher said: ”What? Haven’t been here for a few days and you don’t even remember your seat anymore?”
Jiang Wanting bit her red lip and spoke with difficulty. “Teacher, I had an accident a few days ago, and I lost my memory.”
Everyone: “???”
As soon as she said this, many students in the classroom were stunned. What? Jiang Wanting lost her memory? No wonder they felt that their campus beauty had changed into a different person.
The female teacher also froze. Whether it was true or not, she did not bother further and pointed to a corner. “That’s your seat. Sit down quickly.”
Fortunately, this classroom was dedicated to their class, and the original owner’s art tools were still there.
Jiang Wanting stared at the drawing board in a daze. The fact that the original owner shared the same major with her felt too unbelievable. In the past, she could not even afford paint or a drawing board with her earnings.
If it had not been for her genuine love for painting, she would not have persisted until her third year. There had even been a time she wanted to give up entirely, since this world had nothing she was attached to.
After a moment of thought, Jiang Wanting picked up her brush and focused on drawing the statue.
After class, the news of Jiang Wanting’s memory loss quickly spread across the school forum.
“Wanwan, are you okay? How did you suddenly lose your memory?”
The speaker was a girl with long black hair, brown eyes, and delicate makeup. She wore a white dress and white shoes.
Jiang Wanting looked at her in confusion. “And you are?”
The girl did not get angry, as if she already knew about her condition. “I’m Liu Yiwen, your good friend.”
“Oh, hello!”
At lunchtime, Jiang Wanting went to the school cafeteria with Liu Yiwen.
Along the way, many people kept casting strange looks at Jiang Wanting, making her somewhat puzzled. It seemed the original owner was quite famous on campus.
“Wanwan.”
A clear, properly enunciated voice rang out.