Shocking! The school heartthrob who was adopted by a wealthy family is actually a heiress!

Chapter 2 Her name is Zhao Zhao
Jiang Ye had very few belongings, and before leaving, she made sure to tidy up the trash she had collected.

Seeing her like this, Qin Qiong felt even more pain in his heart: "Our family is quite wealthy, you don't need to do these things anymore."

Jiang Ye hesitated for a moment as he looked at the woman who was about to burst into tears again, but still held on to the sack tightly, unwilling to let go.

The money she earned could cover her living expenses for a week.

Seeing her insistence, Qin Qiong had no choice but to say, "Then I'll help you."

After running up and down the hills, the burlap sacks were covered in dust, so how clean could cardboard possibly be?

Standing next to Qin Qiong, they seemed out of place; in fact, they seemed out of place with everything in the dilapidated house.

"No need, I can manage myself." Jiang Ye forced a slightly stiff smile at her and moved the scraps closer to himself. "The recycling center is nearby."

Lin Zheng pulled his wife back: "Let me do it."

Jiang Ye is a very observant person; she could see the hesitation that flashed across Lin Zheng's face before he made up his mind.

Having held a high position for many years, he had never done anything like this before. The man, who was over 1.8 meters tall, looked at the cardboard box in front of him and didn't know where to start.

Jiang Ye pointed to the schoolbag and cloth bag on the table: "Could you help me with this?"

Jiang Ye's entire luggage consisted of a worn-out backpack that he had used for several years and a cloth bag the size of a 20-inch suitcase.

Jiang Ye skillfully sealed the burlap sacks, two large sacks of plastic bottles tied together with a rope.

Jiang Ye put it on her arm, then picked up the whole bundle of cardboard, which was half her height.

Qin Qiong exclaimed in surprise, "This won't do!"

"It's okay, I'm used to it." Jiang Ye couldn't turn back. "We'll meet at the North Gate later."

The girl was wearing a tattered school uniform with a white cloth wrapped around her head. In the cramped and dilapidated stairwell, the towering piles of junk almost drowned her out.

Qin Qiong's eyes were incredibly sore: "A-Zheng, tell me, how much suffering did she endure?"

Lin Zheng hugged Qin Qiong, deeply moved: "It will be alright, it will be fine once we get home. We will never let her suffer again."

That evening, Jiang Ye and Qin Qiong stayed at a luxurious hotel in a neighboring city, with the entire lobby resplendent in gold.

That evening they went to a very upscale restaurant, the decor and many of the dishes were things she had never seen before.

Qin Qiong served her a lot of food.

She eats very quickly, but thankfully not rudely.

Towards the end of the meal, she felt her mind go blank. As soon as she got back to her room, she grabbed the toilet and vomited.

Qin Qiong was terrified when he saw her and rushed her to the hospital with Lin Zheng that very night.

"This child has been malnourished for a long time. Of course, her body can't handle eating so much meat and fish all at once." The doctor looked at the test report with a serious expression. "In addition, she suffered a head injury and has a mild concussion. She also has a bad stomach."

The final conclusion was: "Her health is really poor; she will need to recover slowly in the later stages."

Qin Qiong wept uncontrollably, and Lin Zheng's expression also turned somewhat solemn.

Ward.

Jiang Ye's eyelids twitched. What came into view was clean white, and the scent of disinfectant mixed with a pleasant fragrance filled her nostrils. A woman was kneeling beside her, holding her hand tightly.

"Is it a dream?"

"It's not a dream, it's me, it's my mom! It's me, my mom!"

"Mom." The two words escaped her lips, and she savored them.

……

Lin Zheng acted quickly. After Grandma Jiang was buried, Jiang Ye kowtowed three times to the tombstone.

Grandma always says that it's best to be buried in the ground for peace, but they are so poor that they can't even afford a burial plot.

Now, she could finally relax. The next day, they returned to City B. The minivan was very comfortable, and even after sitting for a long time, it wasn't too uncomfortable.

In just a few days, Jiang Ye saw more than she had in her seventeen years.

The car finally stopped at a villa. The villa was in the French style, with luxurious yet understated Roman columns on the exterior. Every design inside was the work of an internationally renowned designer, and every plant and tree revealed the extraordinary status of the owner.

Qin Qiong took her hand and introduced her to others as they walked. As they chatted, they suddenly talked about her name: "Was your name given to you by your grandmother?"

Jiang Ye hummed in agreement.

"Why is it called Jiangye?" Qin Qiong felt that the name was not good. Although it had a sense of vitality, it was still too much like a drifting duckweed.

“Wild, easy to survive.” Jiang Ye’s tone was calm, but Qin Qiong’s eyes glistened with tears again.

Actually, she didn't say it at first because everyone called her a wild child, and she was afraid of upsetting Qin Qiong.

"Would you like to change your name?" Qin Qiong asked tentatively.

Jiang Ye didn't feel any sense of identity with her name; she just thought of it as a name. However, sometimes, when she saw other people's names carrying their parents' expectations and blessings, she would feel lost.

Including now.

Qin Qiong was worried that she wouldn't want to change it, since it was Grandma Jiang who named her, but seeing that she didn't seem to have any obvious resistance, he said, "How about calling her Zhaozhao?"

"Chen Chunyao is gone, but next year will be bright."

May your wishes come true and may peace prevail year after year.

“From now on, everything starts anew. You are not Xiao Ye, you are my Zhao Zhao, okay? Qin Zhao.”

Jiang Ye's eyelashes trembled, and he silently prayed, "May Zhao Zhao's wishes come true next year."

Is it Zhaozhao?
Qin Zhaozhao?
The name was unfamiliar, but when Qin Qiong called her with a mother's unique tolerance and love, a strange feeling flowed through her body.

So being called by name can be a touching thing?
Qin Qiong told her that she had an older brother, whose surname was Lin Zheng and whose name was Lin Shi. He had a good personality, a kind heart, and could be a bit silly at times, but he was easy to get along with and could be petted.

She took Jiang Ye—no, Qin Zhaozhao—to her new room, which was a large suite with a walk-in closet, bathroom, and bedroom.

The walk-in closet was filled with all kinds of clothes, and the fabric and style of each item indicated that they were quite expensive.

Looking at everything before her, Qin Zhaozhao felt a strong sense of unreality.

Is it really not a dream?

She has a father and mother, and her father and mother are very rich.

She didn't dare touch the bed and stood by the window in a daze.

Exhausted from the journey, she was sleepy and fell asleep right there on the table.

It was Qin Qiong who saw this and told her to go to bed.

While Qin Qiong was processing her new identity and school transfer procedures, he took her shopping and bought her a lot of things.

I bought everything I could think of: cell phones, iPads, laptops, clothes, shoes, backpacks, stationery...

Qin Zhao originally wanted to say that there was no need to buy so much, but Qin Qiong seemed very happy and became happier the more he bought: "Buy it, the money in the house is for us to spend."

It took Qin Zhao several days to adjust to the pace of life here.

While she was taking a shower, she untied the belt around her neck and suddenly froze.

The walk-in closet was full of men's or unisex clothes. Qin Qiong took her to buy a lot of clothes, and they were all like that. Coincidentally, she forgot about her underwear.

She's been a boy for so long that she's almost forgotten she's a girl.

Didn't Qin Qiong and the others even realize that they had lost their sons and daughters?
A thought suddenly popped into Qin Zhao's mind, followed by a cold sweat breaking out on his back.

(End of this chapter)