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Chapter 6 - Their father had died. Didn't this mean that the original owner of this body was their only remaining relative? (2)

Chapter 6 – Their father had died. Didn’t this mean that the original owner of this body was their only remaining relative? (2)

Lin Yiyi, who had also returned to her room, had tossed that matter to the side.

She sat down at the vanity table and carefully looked at herself in the mirror. This woman was quite pretty. She was probably very diligent with maintaining her beauty. She looked to be around twenty-something and didn’t look old enough to be a mom at all. Her skin was still pale, smooth, and delicately firm…

Right now, she had money and beauty, and her husband was dead. This was absolutely the ideal life, okay!

She truly couldn’t understand why the original owner of this body had overdosed on sleeping pills.

Wanting to kill herself?

There had to be something wrong with her, right?!

Lying in the large, 1.8 meter wide bed with its thick and soft latex mattress, she felt like sleeping in a cloud. She felt so comfortable that she just wanted to close her eyes to moan in enjoyment.

This was truly winning at life. Being able to live in villa like this one, it wasn’t a waste to transmigrate.

At this time, the door was opened.

Turning her head and looking in the direction of the door, her line of sight slid down. She saw a small face peeking out from behind the door. Meng Shanshan’s round eyes were blinking at her.

“Shanshan?” Lin Yiyi called out, then she gestured at her to enter. “Come in.”

At this time, Meng Shanshan had already changed into a pink sleeping gown with decorative lace. Her previously tied up hair was down, and the soft, wavy hair was resting behind her back. She was wearing a pair of fluffy rabbit ears slippers.

Seeing her, Lin Yiyi was reminded of a doll she used to place at the end of her bed during her childhood. Shanshan was just as appealing and likable.

Meng Shanshan did as she was told and came inside. She didn’t forget to close the door, then she skipped over. Seeing her mother throwing back the covers, a big smile appeared on her face. Using her hands and feet, she climbed onto the bed and burrowed under the covers.

“I want to sleep with mom tonight,” she said in a very small and quiet voice. She looked at her with a hopeful gaze. There was a pleading look in her eyes as if she was scared that her mother would refuse. Anyone that saw this sight would feel distressed.

Lin Yiyi tucked the blanket around her. “Sure, we can sleep together tonight.”

Meng Shanshan immediately grinned from ear to ear. The little body burrowed deeper into the bed. Almost her entire body was buried underneath the blanket, only her beautiful eyes were exposed to the outside. Her eyes were full of easy to see joy.

Although Lin Yiyi wasn’t used to sharing a bed with someone else, she still eventually fell into a deep slumber.

The little girl had a good sleep posture. She seemingly never changed her posture during the entire night. Although there was no disturbance from Shanshan, when Lin Yiyi woke up the next morning, Shanshan was deeply asleep. There was no sign that she was going to wake up soon.

It was still early. She gingerly got out of bed and tiptoed her way out of the room, then went down the stairs and into the kitchen.

“Little Chen, I’ll make today’s breakfast.”

The villa had a servant with the surname Zhang while Little Chen was specifically responsible for cooking three meals a day. For example, last night’s dinner was prepared by Little Chen.

Little Chen hadn’t expected her to wake up so early and was stunned for a moment. However, what shocked her more was, Ms. Lin was actually planning on cooking…

Did the sun rise from the west today?

However, for Lin Yiyi, cooking breakfast wasn’t a big deal. At the very least, she had achieved a first-class chef’s certificate. How could it be too difficult for her to prepare a breakfast?