The familiar brows and eyes seemed as if a century had already passed when she looked at them.
Feeling that familiar pain in her heart, Ruan Jiaojiao's eyes reddened.
She had never imagined that she would actually be Ruan Jiaojiao. She had always thought she was an outsider, that, like the information she received in her mind, she had unknowingly traversed into a book and occupied Ruan Jiaojiao's body.
Since the moment she felt affection for the Ruan family members, she began to live in fear, fearing that she would be exposed, afraid she would one day be pushed out of this body...
She had truly never expected that she would actually be Ruan Jiaojiao.
She was very happy.
She breathed a sigh of relief.
But at the same time—she also held her breath.
Because all of this was too strange.
If she was indeed Ruan Jiaojiao, then who was the Ruan Jiaojiao in those memories she inherited? Was that Ruan Jiaojiao the one who had taken over someone else's body?
