Transmigrating as the Younger Sister of a Bigshot with Multiple Identities

Seeing that Gu Jin seemed to be sleeping with her eyes closed, Ruan Xueling suppressed the urge to continue asking.

Gu Yang keenly noticed the change in Ruan Xueling’s attitude towards Gu Jin, and her lips curled up slightly.

At this banquet, she perfectly avoided all the face-slapping points so that her mother and her friends in the cannon fodder team would not be embarrassed in public.

She also made the cannon fodder team and her mother look at Gu Jin from a spectator’s perspective, slightly changing their attitude toward Gu Jin. At the very least, they no longer looked down on her like before.

At the same time, it prevented the deterioration of the relationship between the two sides.

Gu Yang felt unprecedentedly relaxed. She had made things change a little. After accumulating changes bit by bit, she believed that in the end, she could change the tragic ending of her friends and the Gu family.

Ruan Xueling tossed and turned the entire night, unable to fall asleep. She woke up Gu Zhaoming, who was sleeping soundly, and said somewhat frantically, “Zhaoming, I can’t sleep.”

Gu Zhaoming looked at her helplessly. “What’s wrong? Did Little Jin embarrass you at the banquet? Didn’t you consider this before bringing her to the Tang family’s banquet?”

Ruan Xueling fell silent. That’s right. They all tacitly agreed that Gu Jin was their shame. She didn’t know anything and would only embarrass them.

“No. Gu Jin performed very well at the banquet and was able to advance and retreat freely. She wasn’t bullied by those socialites either. She even had a VIP invitation to the Tang family’s banquet. Old Master Tang personally said that Gu Jin was a VIP invited by him.” Ruan Xueling was depressed for the entire night and finally decided to spit it out.

Gu Zhaoming was so shocked that he was no longer sleepy. He reached out to touch Ruan Xueling’s forehead. “You don’t have a fever. Are you dreaming, or am I dreaming?”

Ruan Xueling,

Ruan Xueling twisted Gu Zhaoming’s arm, making him cry out in pain.

“I’m not dreaming, I’m not dreaming. Honey, are you serious? Little Jin actually knows Old Master Tang?” Gu Zhaoming rubbed his arm, his eyes filled with shock in the darkness.

Ruan Xueling responded gloomily and told him what she had seen at the banquet.

Gu Zhaoming chuckled. “Looks like we underestimated this daughter. But this is a good thing. What are you depressed about?”

Ruan Xueling remarked, “… Don’t you think we know too little about this daughter?”

Previously, she felt that Gu Jin was too cold and distant, and didn’t take the initiative to integrate into the Gu family. But now, it seemed that they hadn’t really accepted her. If they had, why didn’t they take the initiative to integrate her into this family?

The couple didn’t speak for the rest of the night.

Ever since the Tang family’s banquet, Gu Yang knew that there was still the calamity of the exam at the start of school, so she started to intensely revise her high school work.

Fortunately, she had studied science subjects before transmigrating, so it was not difficult for her to pick it up again.

There were many rooms in the Gu family’s villa, and there was a special study room with good soundproofing for the children to self-study. Throughout the summer vacation, Feng Jue was a frequent guest in the study room.

On this day, he pushed open the door and was stunned when he saw the scene in the study.

The sunlight of the midsummer morning shone through the branches and windows, illuminating the girl by the window sill. The birds outside the study chirped crisply.

The girl was wearing a light yellow dress and was leaning lazily against the

window. She was holding a high school physics textbook and reading it attentively.

It was as if she wanted to copy all the contents of the book into her mind.

As the sunlight shone on her, it was as if countless spots of light were dancing.

Feng Jue felt his breathing stop.

He walked over and put his hand over her book, blocking her view.

Gu Yang turned her head and asked in confusion, “Yes, Jue?”

Feng Jue met her eyes and said in a gentle voice, “Big Sister, reading under the direct sun is not good for your eyes..”