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Unexpectedly Pampered Chapter 1: Back to the Second Year of High School

"Sister, I beg you. There are so many people down there, you don't want me to be unable to make it to school, do you?"

Meng Ting was pushed forward as soon as she regained consciousness.

Hearing the familiar voice, her heart trembled, and she instinctively turned and gripped the girl's hand tightly.

Shu Lan almost screamed, "Sister, it hurts! Let go of me!"

Meng Ting then realized something was wrong.

Everything went dark, as if a curtain had been drawn over the world.

Meng Ting touched her face blankly; she wore sunglasses, and her eyes stung. Shu Lan, who looked about sixteen or seventeen, had a more childish voice. Shu Lan glanced at her warily and said, "You promised me, you won't go back on your word, will you?"

Go back on her word?

Meng Ting looked around with her aching eyes. They were in a very dark place; the music from the front desk was fading into a muffled melody. Meng Ting looked down at her hands; her fair and slender hands were beautiful and delicate in the dim light, completely devoid of the grotesque appearance of burns. She was lost in thought.

Shulan noticed something was wrong with her and was startled, fearing she had noticed something. She lowered her voice, "Sister, this is a very important assessment. What if Dad has a relapse if you don't pass..."

Meng Ting then turned to look at her, wanting to ask Shulan why she had loosened the rope, causing her to die in the landslide.

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She knew she was dead. However, after a terrifying feeling of weightlessness, she opened her eyes again and found herself back five years in the past. The Shulan before her was young and innocent, and the scene was familiar. Meng Ting remembered this incident; that year, she was in her second year of high school, and Shulan had begged her to help her pass the art assessment.

Shulan said that if she didn't pass, she would be looked down upon at school. Shulan had only studied piano for two years and had no talent, at best a mediocre player. Meng Ting had been pestered for a long time, and considering Shulan's father's health, she finally agreed to help her sister this time.

Perhaps it was the first time she had done something wrong, and her life took a terrible turn from then on.

After being exposed for her substitution, her classmates looked at her with subtle expressions.

Two months later, her eyes recovered, and Meng Ting became the school beauty of No. 7 Middle School. For three years, she had been blind, and everyone assumed she was. Yet, her beauty blossomed unreservedly that year, captivating many boys at school.

Meng Ting, however, was burned and disfigured while saving Shu Lan, then Shu Lan's father met with misfortune, she was ostracized by relatives, and ultimately died tragically in a landslide.

Now, Shu Lan whispered to Meng Ting, "Sister, I promise, this is a routine assessment, not a ranking system. It won't affect other students. You don't want me to be looked down upon for three years of high school, do you? Our family is already poor, because of your eyes..." She abruptly stopped, glancing nervously at Meng Ting.

Meng Ting's heart trembled; almost instantly, she understood her meaning—our family is so poor now because of your eye treatment.

But ironically, Shu Lan's tuition at this school was exorbitantly high.

And having lived a second life, Meng Ting knew Shu Lan was lying.

This wasn't some art assessment; it was clearly for Jiang Ren in the audience. That year, Jiang Ren made a mistake and was expelled from the Jiang family to study at Licai Vocational High School. The entire grade of girls were preparing to curry favor with him.

At the start of the school year's talent competition, Shu Lan, driven by pride, signed up, only to realize at the last minute that her talent was lacking, and resorted to a substitute.

In H City, everyone knew the Jiang family.

A century-old clan, they owned a large portion of the real estate in this coastal city. Even the newly opened seaside villas were part of their development. No one knew what Jiang Ren had done wrong, but even if it was murder or arson, such a wealthy person was someone you might only encounter once in your life. As the sole heir of the Jiang family, everyone knew Jiang Ren wasn't a good person, yet they still tried their best to get close to him.

Shu Lan was no exception.

Shu Lan somehow learned of Old Jiang's feelings for his deceased wife. Jiang Ren's mother was a true aristocratic lady, exceptionally talented and aloof. Even after many years of her death, Old Jiang had never remarried.

So Shulan decided to use her talent to win over Jiang Ren.

Meng Ting felt dazed and confused, having been given a second chance. She was both grateful and bewildered. Putting aside everything else, facing this ungrateful younger sister, Meng Ting didn't know how to treat her.

And Jiang Ren?

She remembered the boy who climbed over the wall to see her in her past life, the Jiang Ren who chased the bus for three kilometers just to make her turn around and look at him.

Everyone knew that Jiang Ren had a temper and couldn't control his temper. But Meng Ting also knew that his emotions were almost pathological and obsessive. She didn't want to have anything to do with him in this life. In her memory, he killed someone a few years later. She couldn't

afford to offend this kind of person, so couldn't she at least avoid him?

"Please welcome Shulan from Class 8 of Grade 11."

The host's clear voice came over. Shulan gritted her teeth and quickly put the white lace hat with confetti on Meng Ting. She also reached out and took away her sunglasses.

In the dim light, Shulan met her bright and ethereal eyes and was momentarily lost in thought.

Who would have thought that behind the blind woman's sunglasses lay a pair of eyes more beautiful than the starry sky? Shu Lan felt a mixture of hatred and pleasure. Pleasant because for three years, everyone had assumed Meng Ting was a blind person.

Almost no one associated a blind woman with beauty. Her beauty was concealed, unseen by anyone.

Shu Lan snapped out of her reverie, knowing her sister was gentle and kind, and said softly, "Sister, I told my friend beforehand to use warm, dim lighting. If your eyes hurt later, just close them. You remember the piano keys, right? It should be fine. Please."

She thought of her father, whose health was declining day by day.

Meng Ting hesitated, her thoughts slowing. Until Shu Lan pushed her onto the stage. The lights shone on her instantly.

Shu Lan hadn't lied; the stage lights were a dim, warm color to accommodate her eyes, which couldn't tolerate strong light. Meng Ting had undergone corneal transplant surgery that year, had worn sunglasses for over three years, and always walked with a cane. She had surgery a month ago, and was originally supposed to be able to remove them in two months.

The audience fell silent the moment she appeared.

A white lace hat covered most of her face, only vaguely revealing her beautiful features and delicate, fair chin. She wore a white silk dress with a red sash at the waist, and her waist-length hair cascaded down her back. She wore black leather shoes.

She looked like a moon goddess straight out of a fairy tale.

Meng Ting lowered her gaze; she knew Jiang Ren was at the very back of the hall.

She told herself not to panic; he didn't even know her yet. She was now in Shu Lan's place.

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A piano stood not far away, its black and white keys gleaming with a unique elegance.

Meng Ting looked at it, a moment of tenderness in her heart.

She sat down on a stool, placing her hands on the keys. Warm memories from a long time ago washed over her, and the sound of the piano made her tremble slightly. She finally felt the reality of being reborn.

The audience fell silent.

This is a vocational high school; most people can play guitar, but very few choose to play the piano.

After a while, a soft voice murmured from below, "The girl from Class 8 is so beautiful." Although her features were indistinct, she inexplicably felt beautiful, an indescribable kind of beauty.

"What is she playing?"

someone knowledgeable about piano said, "Beethoven's Piano Sonata No. 14 in C-sharp minor."

"Holy crap, what's that name?"

"...Also called the Moonlight Sonata."

"What's her name?"

"The host mentioned it, Shu Lan from Class 8."

Shu Lan secretly peeked from behind the curtain, both happy and resentful. She knew how amazing Meng Ting was; she'd known since childhood. If it weren't for her eye injury, which had somewhat diminished Meng Ting's beauty, she would have been famous throughout the school long ago.

However, she was happy because after this performance, the one who would become famous would be her.

So what if Meng Ting was amazing? All the honors would be hers.

Moreover, Shu Lan looked towards the back of the hall.

At the very back of the exhibition hall, the silver-haired boy threw down his last pair of piano keys, and the piano music began. He looked up at the stage.

Her heart raced; Jiang Ren.

Jiang Ren's hair was a brilliant silver that year. He wore a black shirt and jacket, the jacket open, giving him a somewhat rebellious air. Instead of sitting properly in the chair, he sat on the higher armrest, his legs casually bent, his feet resting on the soft seat of the boy next to him.

The boy, his seat soiled, dared not utter a sound and could only sit stiffly.

He Junming stared at the stage, his mouth agape, and after a long while, he came to his senses: "She's from our school?" He muttered to himself, "Doesn't seem like it."

Li Cai Vocational High School was a paradise for rich kids, a group of people with terrible grades, skilled in eating, drinking, and having fun, but there really wasn't a girl like this.

How to put it, she was so pure and innocent, making them look like petty thugs in comparison.

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Fang Tan also clicked his tongue in amazement and couldn't help but glance at Jiang Ren.

Jiang Ren lit a cigarette but didn't smoke it, holding it between his fingers. Noticing Fang Tan's gaze, he put the cigarette between his lips: "What are you looking at me for? You actually believe those rumors?"

Fang Tan was afraid he would get angry: "No."

They knew that Jiang Ren actually hated this kind of girl the most.

Because Ren Ge's mother despised his father for his vulgarity and ignorance, she always looked at Ren Ge and his father as if they were dirty things.

This kind of woman always has unrealistic ambitions. She doesn't realize that without money, her comfortable life and elegance wouldn't exist.

Jiang Ren was too far away to see her clearly. However, she was indeed a skilled pianist, and he took his cigarette with two fingers. His gaze remained fixed on her.

Meng Ting lowered her long eyelashes; she was most sensitive to Jiang Ren's gaze. This time, she wasn't stupid. She pressed down on a key, deliberately playing a wrong note. Meng Ting missed several black keys, and the audience's initial amazement faded, replaced by a noisy chatter as they went about their own business.

Shu Lan was stunned in disbelief.

How could Meng Ting have played it wrong?

Jiang Ren scoffed. This kind of person dared to embarrass herself like this? He looked away, letting He Junming reshuffle the deck.

Meng Ting didn't want to disappoint Shu Lan's father, but she wouldn't help Shu Lan anymore. In her past life, it was because she was so in the spotlight today that Shulan became a celebrity at school, and the revelation of the substitution incident had such a huge impact.

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After finishing her piece, she bowed and left the stage, her eyes stinging. Shulan quickly pulled her to the dressing room: "Why did you play it wrong..."

Meng Ting fumbled for her sunglasses, the light finally making her feel better. She didn't answer Shulan's question; Shulan was more anxious about other things and didn't care: "Let's change back quickly."

After the two sisters changed, Shulan, enduring the tightness in her waistline, instructed Meng Ting: "Remember to leave through the back door."

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Meng Ting suddenly grabbed her arm: "Shulan, do you hate me?"

Shulan's expression stiffened for a moment, then she smiled after a long while: "Sister, what are you thinking? You're so good, how could I hate you? Shu Yang doesn't like you, but I've always liked you."

Meng Ting released her hand and closed her eyes weakly. Lying.

Only after living again did she understand that Shulan and Shu Yang, these twin siblings, one outwardly liked her but wished she were dead. A seemingly indifferent person, yet willing to raise money to help her treat her burns. You can't see into someone's heart, and it takes so much to understand.

It's just a pity she died before she could grow up in her past life.

But not in this life.

Back in her second year of high school, everything can start anew.

Meng Ting watched Shu Lan hurriedly walk out, lifting her skirt. She knew she was going to find Jiang Ren. In her past life, Shu Lan was overjoyed because Jiang Ren casually remarked "not bad." This time? Would Jiang Ren still be interested in the imposter Shu Lan?

She picked up her blind cane, pushed open the back door, and stepped out. A golden October morning filled her vision, but everything before her was gray. The birdsong was crisp, carrying a hint of autumn chill. Flowers bloomed on both sides of the road, carrying a delicate fragrance after the rain.

The sun rose. Meng Ting closed her eyes and slowly walked forward. The surgery was successful. In two months, she could see the sky and the sunlight again. There's always time in this life.

"Ren-ge, look over there." He Junming hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't. Looking outthe window of the lounge, the sky was a clear, bright blue. A girl in the uniform of No. 7 Middle School was walking towards the school gate, leaning on a cane.

Jiang Ren rested his hand on the windowsill, his gaze following He Junming's finger, landing on Meng Ting's slender back.

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