This is a suite, a large room with a spacious study next to it, though there are no books inside. Considering it had been rented out before, this is quite normal.
Qiann Yan wandered around every part of the house and finally arrived in the room, laying out all her belongings.
So far, the biggest mystery was that the home she woke up in was different, and Shang Ruoya and Xiaang Tianmin had even left her breakfast.
Qiann Yan sat in front of the dressing table, looking carefully at the person in the mirror.
Her skin was fair, and she was quite beautiful. She suddenly remembered something and quickly reached out to check. Sure enough, her hands were slender, completely unlike the hands of someone who did chores.
According to the original owner's memory, after losing her father, she had endless chores to do every day. Hands accustomed to such work would never retain such delicate skin.
Her nails were coated with transparent nail polish.
A beautiful bracelet adorned her wrist.
