Jiang Ya hesitated for a brief second.
Basically, no one knew her residential address. Who on earth could be coming to look for her at this hour?
Harboring doubts, she still opened the door.
Jiang Ya had thought of every possible scenario, but the person standing outside the door was entirely beyond her expectations.
Once she clearly saw who the visitor was, Jiang Ya did not give her a good look. She stepped forward to block the doorway, cutting off the cheap daughter’s line of sight and preventing this person from barging inside.
How do you know I’m here? Jiang Ya asked her.
Song Wanyi took in all her petty movements and raised a smile. Am I really that unwelcome?
Snorting softly, Jiang Ya did not want to look at the professional fake smile on her face and rolled her eyes. You are just unwelcome. In the past, the present, and the future, anywhere I am, you are not welcome!
She had stated it so bluntly; this person should know when to retreat and leave, right?
To her surprise, Song Wanyi acted as if she had not heard her at all. Instead, she took her phone out of her cross-body bag, pressed it a few times, and a busy tone came through.
Jiang Ya did not know what she was about to do and asked warily, You aren’t going to call people to forcefully break in just because I won’t let you enter, are you?
Song Wanyi did not answer her question and instead spoke directly to the person on the other end of the phone, her fake smile instantly turning somewhat tender. What should we do, baby? Mom won’t let Mommy in.
This feigned affectionate remark gave Jiang Ya goosebumps. Looking at the omega in front of her again felt like gazing at an alien.
Wait. Jiang Ya sharply caught the sound of footsteps coming from behind her. Knowing who the owner of the footsteps was, she tightly guarded the door before the child could get close. What the heck!
Jiang Ya glared at Song Wanyi and turned her head sideways to look at the owner of the footsteps, who had already reached her shoulder height.
What are you trying to do… Just as she started speaking, Jiang Ya felt her tone was too rigid. She coughed once, softened her tone, and said to the little girl again, The auntie outside is a bad person, so we can’t let her in.
Song Wanyi spoke up at the right moment. The bad auntie has already heard that, oh.
Jiang Ya turned her head back to face Song Wanyi. If you don’t speak, nobody will treat you as a mute.
I know you don’t welcome me, but I came here simply wanting to discuss Jiang Song’ai together. Song Wanyi timely reined in her playful teasing of Jiang Ya and said seriously.
Jiang Ya, who was just about to turn her head away, froze.
Whether it was her imagination or not, she inexplicably felt a trace of desolation from Song Wanyi’s words.
Jiang Ya pinched the bridge of her nose and muttered a sentence after a long while: Whose idea was that name? It’s so ugly.
Jiang Song’ai stood behind Jiang Ya and tugged at her sleeve. Mom gave it.
Jiang Ya knew the mother the little girl was talking about was herself, but she firmly refused to admit that she would give such an ugly name. Anyway, it wasn’t me. I could never give birth to a big daughter like you.
Though her words were harsh, Jiang Ya still let the woman standing rigidly at the doorway in.
As she walked inward, Jiang Ya did not forget to mock Song Wanyi, I let you in not because my heart softened toward you; I’m just afraid of people saying I abuse an omega.
In a place where Jiang Ya could not see, the smile on Song Wanyi’s face grew even gentler. Mn.
Mm, my foot!
My ass!
Taking advantage of the fact that Song Wanyi could not see her face, Jiang Ya also generously rolled her eyes.
Walking into the living room, Jiang Ya jutted her chin to indicate that the woman could sit wherever she liked. Out of politeness, she still poured a glass of water for her unwelcome guest.
Song Wanyi silently accepted it, but she did not drink it, instead repeatedly rubbing the outer wall of the cup.
Jiang Ya found this action of hers strange and looked at it a few more times, but on second thought, this person shouldn’t be able to pull off any tricks right under her nose.
Some matters were inconvenient for a child to hear, so Jiang Song’ai was dispatched elsewhere by the two of them to play with her phone.
Jiang Ya cut straight to the chase. What is going on with Jiang Song’ai? How can she look like both you and me?
And how did you guys know I live here? Did you plant some kind of locator and track me down? Jiang Ya’s imagination ran wild, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt this possibility existed.
Otherwise, why would Song Wanyi be everywhere, everywhere, everywhere!
Song Wanyi raised an eyebrow. How could that be? The reason I was able to come here was actually that Jiang Song’ai pointed the way. Originally, I just had a mentality of giving it a try, never expecting that you truly live here.
Jiang Ya suppressed the irritability rising in the bottom of her heart and managed with forced patience. Then tell me, what is going on?
Song Wanyi drank the plain water in her hand unhurriedly. I only saw her a few days ago myself. After questioning, I learned that she came from another world. The technology there is different from the world we are in.
It was becoming more and more absurd; how did time travel get dragged into this?
The reasoning that Song Wanyi found a substitute for herself and then gave birth to a kid sounded much more reliable.
Knowing that she would not believe it, Song Wanyi added, You can do a paternity test with her. At first, I didn’t believe it either, but once the test results came out, I had to believe it even if I didn’t.
I won’t do it. Upon hearing this, Jiang Ya made her choice unfalteringly. Who knew if this might be a trap?
Jiang Ya thought of another matter and raised her eyes to look at Song Wanyi. Were you also abroad these past few days?
She didn’t seem to have heard about Song Wanyi having any overseas schedules lately.
Yes. Knowing she couldn’t hide this matter either, Song Wanyi spoke the truth. When she traveled through time, I was indeed handling some business here…
As for what business it was, Song Wanyi did not say.
Song Wanyi continued, To be frank, upon learning from Jiang Song’ai that she is my… and your child, I was also extremely shocked. But next, I had completely no idea what to do. Therefore, I could only come to show my cards to you; having one more person to discuss means one more solution.
When Song Wanyi spoke these words, her hands lightly gripped the cup wall, as if she could only hold tightly onto the warm water cup in her hand to draw some warmth. The smile that only appeared when she was in front of the cameras still hung on her face, yet a fragility usually absent could be faintly seen within that smile.
When the gaze of the person in front of her shifted over, Jiang Ya silently withdrew her own look.
Back and forth, Jiang Ya finally figured out the general picture of the whole matter.
Jiang Song’ai was currently thirteen years old. In that world of hers, the two mothers met infrequently and parted often; as a daughter, she didn’t even know the specific circumstances of her mothers. Coupled with the reason for her sudden time travel, brain injuries had caused her memory to be blurred, and she still had to recall things for half a day.
Jiang Ya frowned, turning over and over in her mind to calculate what Song Wanyi had said.
Stitching and recombining these words and sentences together, only three words remained.
A honey trap!
Jiang Ya’s expression remained unchanged, but deep in her heart, she crossed a massive X over Song Wanyi.
Does this omega really take her for a fool? Time travel plus the bizarre thing of amnesia; she would have to be crazy to believe it!
Jiang Ya was thirty, and Song Wanyi was a year or two younger than her. According to Jiang Song’ai’s age, if counted backward, wouldn’t they be slandered as having given birth to a child before they were even adults?
This child could not be let out to wander around freely. Being an undocumented household was a minor issue, but if busybodies poked around and exposed it, half of the achievements she had painstakingly built up in the entertainment industry would collapse.
Jiang Ya took a fierce, deep breath. Things had come to this point, so she could only pretend to believe it first and maneuver around her: Has Jiang Song’ai’s identity information been settled?
According to what Song Wanyi said, since Jiang Song’ai traveled through time, she was currently still an undocumented person.
Song Wanyi replied obediently, Not yet. I don’t have connections in this area.
Jiang Ya thought to herself, what kind of mess is this? She pressed her brow. Amidst her cluelessness, a person suddenly came to mind: I’ll have someone take care of her identity information.
After saying that sentence, Jiang Ya had to add, But whose household registration should the child’s identity fall under?
As soon as this question was asked, both fell silent, looking at each other without a word.
Jiang Ya didn’t know what Song Wanyi was thinking, but no matter whose household registry it went onto, the child was a ticking time bomb, especially since the child resembled either of them.
A few days later, Jiang Mother received news from her daughter and hurriedly took a flying taxi from home to this island nation located in Western Europe.
Jiang Ya was awakened by a burst of urgent knocking on the door.
She rubbed her aching temples, one hand blindly groping around under the pillow until her fingertips touched a hard corner.
Determined that what she pulled out was the remote control rather than something else, with a beep, the automatic curtains and windows opened together.
The not-so-warm morning sunlight poured into the warm interior all at once, waking up Jiang Ya’s chaotic mind along the way.
The knocking on the door, which felt like a hammer striking someone’s forehead, still hadn’t stopped. Jiang Ya used her hand as a comb to roughly smooth out her messy hair, and shuffled with pata pata steps to open the bedroom door.
However, someone else had already taken a step ahead and opened the main door for Jiang Ya.
Jiang Mother’s heavy pounding hand almost smashed directly into the face of the person who opened the door.
Naturally, Jiang Mother would have preferred for her fist to genuinely smash into the face of her wayward eldest daughter.
However, upon seeing the face of the newcomer, Jiang Mother successfully slammed the brakes on the hand waving in the air.
With disbelieving eyes, she sized up the person before her, stepping back abruptly until she could see the house number again.
She hadn’t gone to the wrong place.
But who was this omega?
With lingering doubts that had yet to dissipate, a benevolent smile, one she reserved strictly for outsiders, bloomed on Jiang Mother’s face as she asked seemingly cordially, …Hello?
Before the omega could answer her words, another slender hand reached out from behind the omega, twisting at the wrist to shove Song Wanyi away from the doorway.
Jiang Ya revealed her exquisite face. Knowing who the impolite intruder was, she lazily let out a huge yawn and mumbled vaguely, Mom, it’s only 6:30. What made you come at this hour?
Upon seeing Jiang Ya, the benevolence on Jiang Mother’s face officially cracked. Mindful of the strange omega present, she found it difficult to act too wild. Taking advantage of the fact that the person hadn’t turned their attention back to her, she swiftly shot Jiang Ya a fierce glare.
You caused such a big disaster; how could I, your mother, not be anxious? Jiang Mother pushed past Jiang Ya, who was blocking her path, and grandly entered the private villa. After looking around, she began to lecture: Look at your shoes and your clothes tossed around everywhere. Is this a dog kennel? What kind of random miscellaneous things are put in the fridge? I told you not to eat random junk food! You dead girl…
Jiang Mother’s scolding speech came to an abrupt halt after exchanging an inexplicable glance with the omega.
She coughed once, sheepishly closed the refrigerator, and took advantage of the interval to inspect the decor to call Jiang Ya over, changing the subject. Alright, your mother is starving. Go make breakfast.
Accustomed to this routine, Jiang Ya gave an indifferent Oh.