Reborn As A Lucky Girl

When Xue Xue'er returned home on Friday, she finally got the letter from Xu Fangya. The envelope was complete and had not been opened at all.    

    

She also knew that Xu Fangya had always paid attention to protecting her privacy. She was not a person who liked to pry into her children's privacy.    

    

"Go. What if Qing'an told you something?"    

    

Xu Fangya had long knocked on Xue Xue'er's absent-minded mind and hurriedly urged her to open the letter. If she was delayed any longer, the little girl would probably have a problem with it.    

    

Returning to the room and sitting on the chair, she took out a small knife from the drawer and slowly opened the envelope. The handwriting outside the envelope was written by the post office, and there was a letter written by Ouyang Qing'an inside.    

    

When she opened it, a photo fell out.    

    

It was taken not long ago by Ouyang Qing'an. It had changed so much compared to five years ago. The outline of the picture became thinner and thinner. The look in his eyes became even more steady. His entire body exuded a estranged temperament.    

    

He did not like to laugh, so the face he took was made of wood. Only his eyes had a hint of warmth. It was probably because he thought of Xue Xue'er that his face became warm.    

    

Opening the letter, familiar handwriting entered his sight. Ouyang Qing'an did not write many romantic words. His style was never like this. He only told Xue Xue'er that he would graduate early and come back to see her in advance.    

    

He would graduate early?    

    

She slowly leaned back and exhaled a mouthful of foul air. After so many years, her feelings for Ouyang Qing'an had become more and more complicated. It might have been familial love at the beginning, but later on, it was mixed with love. Now, it had become a habit.    

    

"It's good that you're back. It's also good that you're back."    

    

On Lin Qing's side, she finally received relevant information about Ouyang Qing'an's sweetheart. She secretly followed Ouyang Qing'an to the post office and also got Xue Xue'er's home address.    

    

She asked her grandfather and grandmother in the country to help investigate for more than a month. She finally found out. However, when she received this information, she still felt a little guilty. If Ouyang Qing'an knew that she was following him, he would probably really get angry.    

    

No matter who it was, they would not let others invade their privacy. But the information was already in front of her, she couldn't possibly not open it.    

    

Her heart was filled with curiosity, and she urged her to open the document.    

    

Xue Xue'er was 17 years old this year, and she was in her third year of high school. She had once won the first prize in the National Primary School Mathematics Competition, and was once guaranteed to enter The High School Affiliated to Renmin University of China...    

    

This resume included almost 17 years of Xue Xue'er's life. It also included all of her family's matters in Donglin Village.    

    

Fortunately, this was not the era of big data, so it was quite troublesome to investigate. It was also Lin Qing's family's persistence that allowed them to investigate so much.    

    

Ordinary families would basically give up on the difficulty of investigating. Finally, there was a picture of Xue Xue'er. It was the same black and white picture that she had previously published in the Beijing newspaper. It was even reported because she had saved Zhu Ibis.    

    

Even if it was a black and white picture, Lin Qing could still tell that this girl was pretty. Her eyes were clean and clear. Although she was not smiling, it made people feel calm and peaceful.    

    

If she was smiling, how beautiful would she look?    

    

Suddenly, Lin Qing understood Ouyang Qing'an. Which man could reject such a young lady? However, Xue Xue'er's actions only further proved that it was impossible for her.    

    

But it only dimmed for a while before Lin Qing quickly pulled herself together again. She actually still had an advantage over Xue Xue'er. Because right now, the one accompanying Ouyang Qing'an was not her, but herself.    

    

Taking advantage of the fact that Ouyang Qing'an had not graduated yet, she had to quickly occupy his heart.    

    

Lin Qing slowly stood up and walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window. Her home was a two-story small villa. On the second floor, she could see the beautiful street view and the nearby Seine River that Ouyang Qing'an often went to.    

    

In the early night of Paris, basically no one appeared on the street. This romantic city was slowly sleeping, waiting for the next day to wake up.    

    

Looking coldly at the scenery, Lin Qing's lips moved. "Ouyang Qing'an, you are mine. No one can take it away."