Drama Queen Reborn as a Top Student!-Chapter 742: I’ve been waiting for this day for a long time.

Chapter 742: I’ve been waiting for this day for a long time.

Shen You’an couldn’t save Shen Xingxing.

But she used the system to prolong his life.

When medical advancements come in the future, or if a suitable heart source is found, his vitality could be restored.

She looked at the pale, thin face on the hospital bed. When his eyes were closed, the resemblance became even stronger.

Then there was Mr. De La’s subtle and complex gaze when he looked at her.

Could it be a coincidence?

The little boy with those beautiful blue starry eyes lay there lifelessly.

Fragile, as though he would shatter with a single touch.

The image of him pleading innocently for her to take him to Hua Country was still vivid in her mind.

He was lucky; as the young master of the Mei Fei Family, he could have everything he wanted.

But at the same time, he was so unfortunate. From the moment he was born, his destiny had been shrouded by illness, attempting to take control of his life.

By chance, she had crossed paths with him. And although his relatives tried to use her life to save his, logically speaking, she should hate him.

Yet for some reason, she couldn’t bring herself to hate him at all. Perhaps it was the resemblance in their appearances or maybe a bit of compassion.

In any case, she wanted to save him.

She walked out of the hospital room, and Sula rushed in without hesitation.

The doctors followed hurriedly behind.

Soon, excited shouts of the doctors came from the room: "Oh my God, what medical miracle is this?"

Mr. De La hesitated mid-step and cast a deep glance at the little girl by the door of the hospital room.

In that moment, the frail little girl seemed shrouded by an inscrutable aura.

Moments later, Amos’s attending physician Jack rushed out and grabbed Shen You’an’s shoulder excitedly, "What did you do? Are you magic? How did the young master’s heart failure improve? This is unbelievable!"

The little girl who had created the medical miracle replied calmly, "As I said, I have a secret family remedy, but I can’t reveal it to you."

Jack was ecstatic, "I understand! It must be the miraculous power from Hua Country, isn’t it? I’ve heard Chinese medicine there is amazing. You must have used Chinese medicine to save him..."

Shen You’an remained silent and let him continue to speculate.

Sula walked out of the hospital room and glanced at Shen You’an, "What kind of dark arts did you use?"

Shen You’an raised her head and met her gaze, "Are you serious about saving your brother?"

"Of course."

"Then don’t question me anymore."

"How am I supposed to know if you’re trustworthy? Besides, this approach only treats the symptoms, not the root cause. A heart transplant is still the fastest and most effective solution..."

To put it bluntly, she hadn’t given up on having Shen You’an undergo matching tests. She had a hunch that this girl would certainly be a successful match for Amos.

"Forget it. Stop dreaming."

"You..." Sula had anger written all over her face. If not for the fact that Shen You’an was just a child, she might have lost her temper.

She was determined to investigate this little girl. The striking resemblance between her and Amos couldn’t be a coincidence.

Shen You’an no longer addressed her and turned to look at Mr. De La. "Mr. De La, I’ve fulfilled my promise to you. May I leave now?"

Mr. De La nodded, "Nar, escort her out."

Shen You’an walked a couple of steps but suddenly stopped in her tracks. She turned back and stepped in front of Mr. De La.

The people of Siland were generally tall, and Mr. De La stood out even among them, standing nearly six feet two.

Shen You’an’s height only reached his waistline, requiring her to look up to see his face.

Despite the vast height difference, the little girl’s aura remained undiminished, which was nothing short of remarkable.

"Mr. De La, I’d like to propose a business deal to you. Are you interested?"

As expected, Mr. De La revealed an intrigued expression. "Oh?"

Sula widened her eyes in disbelief, finding the scene before her utterly ridiculous.

A little girl of about the same age as her younger brother — the age to be carefree and attending elementary school with a backpack — said to the legendary Mr. De La, "I have a business deal to discuss with you..."

She could only conclude that this girl wasn’t in her right mind.

What baffled her even more was that her father seemed to entertain her whims.

Was the world going mad?

Sula never stopped harboring the thoughts of persuading the little girl into donating her heart to Amos. To this end, she continually sought opportunities to obtain her blood for matching tests.

However, her father’s interference prevented her from making her move.

Later on, Tianlu Bank started emerging in Siland.

When she learned that the mysterious Sunny, the founder of Tianlu Bank, was the very same little girl, a single thought struck her mind: the world had truly gone mad.

By then, attempting to touch Sunny became no easy task.

The world spoke of Sunny in revered tones, but who knew? The real Sunny was merely a young girl, still wet behind the ears. Revealing this truth to the world would surely cause a sensation.

Sunny still spent her winter and summer holidays in Siland, as the rest of the year was consumed by her schooling — provided there were no competitions.

Her time in Siland was largely spent with Amos.

After Amos’s recovery, his spirit improved significantly, though his frail constitution remained, preventing him from traveling far. His body was so frail that exposure to a breeze could make him sick.

The upside was that his life had been extended, so he remained at home for lengthy periods. Sula persisted in her global search for heart donors and heavily invested in congenital heart disease research, hoping medical breakthroughs could bring about miracles.

Amos really liked Sunny. Although he kept pestering Sunny to take him to Hua Country, he knew he couldn’t travel far for the time being.

Sunny told him stories about the outside world, shared tales of corporate intrigue and deceit, and even taught him the wisdom and techniques of investment. Amos listened intently, dreaming that one day he could become as capable as Sunny.

Once, Sula returned to visit Amos. It was Amos who opened the door, and she happily remarked, "You look much better than before. I’m so glad for you."

The boy before her lowered his head. Thinking he was shy, Sula reached out to pat his head.

But then a burst of laughter rang out nearby: "Big Sis, you’ve been tricked! I’m Amos!"

The little boy laughed triumphantly, his young face glowing with pride.

Sula lowered her head, and the person in front of her reached up to remove a glittering gold-colored wig, revealing chestnut short hair. Lifting her head again, the lively face before her brimmed with vitality. Her gaze met eyes that, upon close inspection, had less of their natural clarity. Under the blue contact lenses, traces of dark, vivid pupils shimmered.

The girl curled her lips in a sly smile, seemingly reveling in the success of fooling Sula.

Sula froze for a moment, then laughed along with her.

Sunny, usually shrewd and mature beyond her years, rarely displayed the carefree happiness typical of her age. It was the first time Sula saw her laugh and resemble an ordinary child.

From then on, the two enjoyed playing swapping games. It had to be said that Sunny was not only uncanny in her intelligence but also remarkably gifted in acting. Her impersonations of Amos were so convincing that even Mr. De La and Nar sometimes couldn’t tell the difference.

Later, Amos, bored to tears, begged Sunny to teach him the art of investment. Sunny was always exceedingly patient. Over time, Amos gradually earned recognition in the investment circle.

In public forums on investment, Amos couldn’t attend due to his health, but he was eager to participate. He pleaded with Sunny to go in his stead. Sunny became his eyes, venturing far and wide, witnessing the world’s beauty and fulfilling his unspoken dreams.

Sunny never turned him down.

Thus, Amos’s reputation in international investment steadily grew, with people praising him as the embodiment of his father’s genius. In reality, it was Sunny’s effort.

Sunny, the founder of Tianlu Bank — how could her investment foresight possibly go astray? 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Over time, Sula watched Sunny grow from a little girl into a poised, graceful young woman. Her business empire gradually took shape, and her progress was astonishing, reaching a height even Sula had to look up to.

In recent years in Siland, had it not been for Sunny’s presence, the Mei Fei Family might have declined.

Sula’s pride made her hesitant to admit it, but this enigmatic girl truly was a benefactor to the Mei Fei Family.

When Amos was twelve, an unexpected cold exacerbated his condition, sending him into critical danger.

Sunny rushed to his side, and as before, she somehow managed to pull Amos out of danger. However, he fell into a coma and could only survive with prolonged use of a respirator.

This time, Sula no longer had the ability or the justification to demand Sunny undergo matching tests for Amos.

Over the years, she had attempted to investigate Sunny, but the results were disappointing.

Sunny’s mystery and strength exceeded her expectations. Logic dictated that she shouldn’t continue investigating.

Emotionally, she saw how genuinely Sunny cared for Amos. His smile grew more frequent over time, their childhood friendship precious to a chronically ill boy like Amos. Sula couldn’t bring herself to disrupt it.

No matter who Sunny was or what her intentions might be, years of interaction had made her an integral part of the Mei Fei Family.

Therefore, upon hearing Sunny had returned, Sula immediately dropped everything to rush back to Siland.

When she entered the living room, she saw her father seated across from Sunny on the sofa, deep in conversation. The atmosphere was somewhat tense.

Sula instinctively lightened her steps.

The young lady glanced over and smiled faintly, "Big Sister, you’re back."

Sula rushed over excitedly, "When did you come back? Why didn’t you let me know in advance? I could’ve returned earlier."

It had been over a year since Sula had last seen Sunny. She remembered the once childish yet composed face vividly. Yet now, almost overnight, she had blossomed into a refined, striking young woman — taller, radiant, and breathtakingly beautiful.

Compared to her previous sharpness, she now appeared far more grounded. Her brilliance was restrained, still, like a mountain, deep and profound. Even her mere presence carried an air of measured poise.

"I came back to see Xingxing. I also had some questions for Uncle De La."

Sula turned to Mr. De La, puzzled, "Dad, what are you two discussing?"

She sensed something between them wasn’t quite right.

Shen You’an looked across at Mr. De La. "Xingxing’s mother never abandoned him, did she?"

Sula froze. How could Sunny suddenly bring up that woman, the taboo subject for her father...

Mr. De La looked at the young woman across from him and smiled bitterly, "In the end, I couldn’t hide it from you."

Mr. De La reached into his pocket, withdrew his wallet, and opened it. From inside, he pulled out an old, yellowed photograph and slowly pushed it toward her.

"I’ve been waiting for this day, for a very long time."