Quick Transmigration: After Becoming the Male Lead’s White Moonlight, I Realized

"Need not."

Chen Jiashu slowly stood up, closed the book in his hand, pulled out a chair, walked to the bookshelf and put the book back in its place. After walking over, his eyes met Jiang Wan's.

Seeing this, Jiang Wan also stood up and said tentatively, "Then you go and do your work first. Can we read together tomorrow?"

Seeing her expectant look, Chen Jiashu moved his eyes and nodded slightly, then he turned around, walked around Chen Meng and headed downstairs.

Chen Meng stood aside and was completely ignored.

She clenched her fists tightly and looked at Jiang Wan with an ambiguous look. This was the first time she saw Chen Jiashu agree to a girl's request, and an indescribable emotion surged in her heart.

Jiang Wan ignored her, put the book back in its place and left the bookstore.

For the next half month, Jiang Wan's daily life was the same. She would go to the bookstore to read in the morning. After half a month of hard work, she could talk to Chen Jiashu when he was not busy. However, most of the time it was Jiang Wan who did the talking, while Chen Jiashu listened quietly. He would only reply to her a few words when Jiang Wan kept asking questions. However, it seemed inexplicably harmonious.

That morning, Jiang Wan was planning to go to the bookstore after breakfast as usual.

There was a slight "click" sound and the door was gently pushed open.

Immediately afterwards, a woman walked in slowly, dragging a small suitcase. Although she was wearing seven-centimeter high heels, she was not affected at all, and her steps were steady and powerful.

The woman's hair was neatly tied up, not a single strand out of place, exuding an air of rigor and dignity.

She was wearing a clean white shirt, simple and elegant, paired with a pair of black suit pants, which made her look more neat. She was wearing a pair of black high heels, and the crisp sound of her heels hitting the ground seemed to announce her arrival.

The whole image gave people a sense of efficiency and simplicity, while also revealing a kind of majesty that could not be ignored. However, a closer look revealed that Jiang Wan and this woman had some similarities, especially between their eyebrows and eyes, which revealed the same charm.

This woman was the original owner's mother - Song Shuyue.

Jiang Wan stood up when she saw someone and called out softly, "Mom."

Song Shuyue nodded, changed into slippers and walked into the living room. She raised her wrist to look at her watch and frowned in dissatisfaction.

"Breakfast at nine? Why don't you get up earlier?"

Before Jiang Wan could speak, the old lady came out of the room after hearing the noise.

"Oh, Shuyue is back. Xiaowan is on vacation, so let her sleep a little longer."

Hearing the old lady say this, Song Shuyue said nothing more and walked to the sofa and sat down.

She took the cup of water Jiang Wan handed her, took a sip, and put it down. She looked at Jiang Wan and said, "Xiao Wan, Mommy won't have much time this time. I have to rush back tomorrow. I'll take you to complete the enrollment procedures later."

Jiang Wan nodded obediently after hearing the words, "I understand, Mom."

"Well, since you've made up your mind, then pay more attention to your studies. That's all. Go change your clothes."

Song Shuyue's voice is flat, but unquestionable.

Jiang Wan had no choice but to go back to her room and change her clothes.

I was just complaining in my heart. No wonder the original owner was not close to her parents. This mother treated her daughter more like a boss treats a subordinate, with a sense of distance.

The original owner was sent here at his own request because his grades dropped. As for the reason, it has a lot to do with this couple of parents.

The original owner's parents were very career-oriented and neglected their only daughter. When her parents' careers were booming, they took Jiang Wan to a closed boarding school in Beijing. The original owner was not able to adapt to the unfamiliar environment. Because she was not talkative and was even bullied by her classmates, her grades naturally declined.

However, after returning home and telling their parents, the two did not take it seriously. The tall figure in their memory just spoke coldly.

"Xiao Wan, Mom and Dad are very busy at work. Don't cause trouble at school. Your grades have dropped so much. You should adjust your mindset instead of bothering Mom and Dad with these little things."

After leaving only these words, he hurried away. Over time, the young original owner, who had not received any care from his parents, had no choice but to learn to disguise himself.

But her grades have always been in the middle and lower levels. When she proposed to go back to Wuzhen to study, Song Shuyue and her husband had no objection. After all, it was a headache for her that her daughter's grades dropped after she arrived in Beijing.

Jiang Wan's lips curled up in a mocking manner. Why would such a person want to have a child?

After changing clothes, Jiang Wan opened the door and followed Song Shuyue out.

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"Teacher Xue, thank you for your help."

Song Shuyue had a decent smile on her face as she chatted with the people next to her, while Jiang Wan followed behind them silently.

"No, that's what I should do," Xue Qian responded with a smile.

"Teacher Xue, it's getting late today. I'm going back with the children first."

"Okay, then Jiang Wan, see you at the beginning of the school year." Xue Qian said goodbye to Song Shuyue, then looked at Jiang Wan.

"See you at the start of the school term, Teacher Xue," Jiang Wan also said goodbye to Xue Qian with a smile.

When the mother and daughter reached the school gate, Song Shuyue looked at Jiang Wan and said, "Take a taxi back or go walk around the new school. Mom has something to do this afternoon, so I have to go over now."

After saying that, he left immediately after seeing Jiang Wan nod.

Jiang Wan raised her eyebrows as she looked at the man's back, then turned and walked towards the school.

I walked slowly around the campus alone. The school is not big but not small either. After all, it is an old school with a history of one hundred years. The teaching buildings stand in an orderly manner. They have different styles but are full of traces of time and cultural heritage. These buildings have witnessed the growth and dreams of countless students, and also carry the history and glory of the school.

There are two rows of tall ginkgo trees next to the running track playground. Occasionally, the wind blows, making the leaves rustle.

Jiang Wan was strolling leisurely on the campus, but forgot that she was supposed to go to the library today.

This was the third time that Chen Jiashu raised his wrist to look at his watch in the bookstore. He looked at the empty seats, lowered his eyes, and wondered what he was thinking.

He didn't know why he thought of her. Was it really as she said, that they could barely be called friends? Suddenly, the corners of his mouth tightened, and he realized that he didn't even know her name.

Never mind, we're just strangers I've met a few times.

Putting aside the thoughts in my mind, I raised my head and walked to the innermost part, leaning against the bookshelf and reading the book in my hand as before.

When Jiang Wan remembered, she had just left the campus and got into a taxi going home.

Looking at the time on the phone, it was almost two o'clock in the afternoon. She felt a little guilty for a moment. After all, when she returned home yesterday, she told the male protagonist that she would see him tomorrow, and the male protagonist nodded and said "um" in response to her.

But if I go back now, he has already finished get off work, so I can only explain it to him tomorrow.

After comforting herself, Jiang Wan returned home with peace of mind.