After Transmigrating, She Became the Mother of Two

Jian Yi nodded happily, “Okay, you go back and discuss with your friend.
I hope I can bring these two little cuties home to raise.”

In the end, Xiao Li talked a lot before taking Daha and Bailian back.

Jian Yi looked at Xiao Li’s back, and her doubts got even worse.
She initially thought that Daha and Bailian would be with the Dean mother or Jingjing.
Although the situation of the orphanage wasn’t particularly good, she gave a lot of money, and the children also liked pets.
Daha and Bailian weren’t pets with strong temperament.
Jingjing used to say that Daha and Bailian were so clever.
It would be nice if she could stay back and raise them.

But, she didn’t expect that neither of the two people would help her raise them.
Anyway, she was very sad at the moment.

Su Enran looked at Daha and walked back, “Won’t they go back with us?”

Jian Yi rubbed Su Enran’s head, “Mom will like to take them back now but they’re someone else’s pet.
We have to wait for the owner to agree.”

When saying this, Jian Yi felt pain in her heart.

Obviously she was their owner, but she could no longer say this.

“Dog?” Su Anqi yelled sadly.

Daha turned her head.
She shouted hard again, “Dog!” Daha almost broke free from the rope in Xiao Li’s hand and ran over.

Jian Yi held Su Anqi in her arms and kissed her cheek, “Don’t call her.
The dog will come back.”

She believed that Xiao Li would send Daha and Bailian over.

After she could no longer see Xiao Li’s figure, Jian Yi said to Su Enran and Su Anqi, “Then let’s go back.”

On the surface, she could express happiness, but her inner loss and sadness could never be concealed.

Su Anqi looked at Daha with tears in her eyes.
When she couldn’t see her figure, she twisted her hands sadly, “Dog …”

Su Enran also leaned on Jian Yi sadly.
Although the white cat scared him for a second he still liked her very much.

“It’s okay, shall we go home first? Let’s wait for the news from that big sister, maybe we can see the dog and cat again tonight,” Jian Yi touched their head to soothe them.

The sun had gradually risen, the surface temperature had begun to rise, and the blazing sun was shining fiercely on the ground.
The onlookers were gradually defeated by the sun, and had silently left.

When Jian Yi came out with the two children, the street had returned to its usual appearance.

After she put hats on both Su Enran and Su Anqi’s head, she called the driver at a nearby place and then hurriedly took the children over.

They returned home at one o’clock in the afternoon.
Jian Yi cooked the food for the two sleepy children.
After coaxing them to eat, she changed their pajamas and put them to bed.

As soon as he lay down on the bed, Su Enran yawned.
He was too tired.

She adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner for him and covered him with the quilt.
Jian Yi returned to the room holding Su Anqi, who was sleeping in her arms, and put her on the bed.
She didn’t wake up at all.

After covering her with a quilt, Jian Yi got up, and wondered why Daha and Bailian were with her assistant.
No matter how she thought about it, it was very uncomfortable.

If it was really what she thought, then the people were too cold-hearted.

Holding her phone, Jian Yi went directly to the bathroom.
She put down the toilet lid, sat on it and started searching for things about An Jian.

She used to think that she had now become Jian Yi, with different identities and different positions.
She should no longer disturb their lives as it wasn’t good for anyone.
In addition, because she trusted Jingjing and the Dean of the orphanage, she didn’t pay attention to her future.

But when the facts were before her, she understood.
Otherwise, she would have wronged them.
It was not her original intention.

Jian Yi searched, but there was no mention of pets.
They praised her lifeliness, understanding, kindness and conscience.
Whether it was Weibo or the major news media, they all had positive views and there was no trace of defamation.

The matter of leaving her legacy to the welfare home was promoted through various channels and Jian Ling, the director of the Anxin Welfare Home, used this to hold a ‘symposium’ about An Jian’s short story before her death, and used this to recruit the society to donate.

And through this event, more people realized that An Jian, although not from a good background, worked hard to fulfil her dream.