The Heiress Acts Mischievously, But Her Family Can Read Her Mind-Chapter 73 - Am I your daddy

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Chapter 73: Chapter 73 Am I your daddy?

Chapter 73 -73 Am I your daddy?

“Damn, my delicate and tender act, wuu wuu wuu, why am I so easily broken.”

Upon hearing Lu Qingyan’s voice, Jiang Nanshu instantly snapped back to reality.

She always made sure to speak quietly in front of Lu Qingyan; how could she ever curse at someone?

So, covering her mouth, she looked at Lu Qingyan in a panic, “Brother Qingyan, I feel like my mouth is dirty just from cursing at Cheng An. Oh my God, I wasn’t like this before.”

Lu Qingyan: “…”

Cheng An, watching Jiang Nanshu’s artificial display, couldn’t help but retort, “Just keep pretending, who can outdo you at that!”

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Jiang Nanshu immediately hid behind Lu Qingyan, with a tone of grievance, “That’s right, that’s right, I can pretend, I’m the best at it, who would think I’m just a trash can, silently enduring all your hurt, while Su Ran is your recycling station, wuu wuu, how can a trash can compete with a recycling station.”

Everyone: “…”

Cheng An was about to be driven mad by this sarcastic woman.

Even Su Ran’s expression changed, yet her small face remained pure, her eyes fixed on Lu Qingyan with a hint of accusation.

Perhaps sensing Su Ran’s emotions, Cheng An reluctantly yet nonchalantly began to speak, “Brother… Brother Yan, why, why are you with her?”

Seeing Lu Qingyan somewhat nervous, Cheng An stuttered in his speech.

Lu Qingyan’s cool visage slowly formed a smile, “Cheng An, do you still consider me a brother?”

Cheng An’s face changed. He knew Lu Qingyan was referring to the incident with the video, and he’d been too afraid to face him in the past few days, but he had indeed helped him.

He himself couldn’t break off his own engagement, so he fanned the flames for Lu Qingyan.

Yet he couldn’t bear to meet Lu Qingyan’s gaze and diverted the topic with a dry laugh, “Brother Yan… are you talking about Ranran? Didn’t you say you were too busy and asked me to pick her up? Right… didn’t you get called back home to cancel the engagement today? You should hurry up and stay away from this malicious woman, don’t get involved with her again…”

“Pfft, this ‘love-struck fool’ is really hopeless, obviously liking someone but too scared to confess, pretending to be looking out for Su Ran’s best interests while loitering around her and pushing her onto others. Do you need to bring two breakfasts for Su Ran in the future or what?”

Hearing Jiang Nanshu’s inner thoughts of mocking while watching the drama, Lu Qingyan looked down at her; at that moment, Jiang Nanshu also looked up at him.

Blinking her eyes.

Instantly understanding.

“Alas, am I supposed to carry this burden of hatred too? What kind of fiancé acts as pitifully as you do?”

Lu Qingyan: “…”

That’s not what he meant, he just looked at her innocently.

Lu Qingyan’s typically gentle and flirtatious eyes slightly lifted, revealing a cold shimmer, “Indeed I was busy, I had to bring my fiancée over, and also, the engagement was not broken off. Don’t spread rumors.”

With his words, Su Ran’s face paled.

Her fingers hanging by her side trembled; she hurriedly lowered her head, fearful that Lu Qingyan would see her crumbling fragility.

Cheng An wanted to comfort her but didn’t know how.

So, he turned his gaze back to Jiang Nanshu as if she were the catalyst for all of this.

“Am I your dad? Do you have to look at me after every sentence, as if without my cue you wouldn’t know how to respond?”

Lu Qingyan: “…” He would just endure a little longer, he would be leaving soon.

Jiang Nanshu looked to the sky in silence: “Forget it, forget it. To torment you to this extent, I must come out, or it wouldn’t be right. Torture love, torture love, only torturing me, go ahead with your romance!”

She clung to Lu Qingyan’s arm, looking provocatively at Su Ran. “So what if you are Lu Qingyan’s ‘Bai Yueguang’? Soon enough, you’ll be just a grain of white rice underfoot, stepping on it would just make the shoe stickier.” After saying that, she turned her gaze towards Cheng An, her smile brazen. “I haven’t complimented you yet. You truly are Lu Qingyan’s good brother. Without you uploading that video, how would he have known that he was about to welcome back a ‘long-lost brother’—his father’s illegitimate son!”

Cheng An’s complexion drastically changed, and he looked at Lu Qingyan in panic. “What, what?”

“You’re such an enabler. The male model I ordered, named Liang Ciqiu, is Brother Qingyan’s father’s eldest son. Soon, the Lu Family will have more than one young master. You’ve hurt him so badly, how can you still have the face to call out in front of him?”

This time, not only was Cheng An’s face filled with shock, but Su Ran’s expression was also painted with disbelief.

Liang Ciqiu…

An illegitimate child of the Lu Family?

Is he from the Lu Family?

She never knew he had this identity, and Liang Ciqiu never told her. She only knew that for his livelihood, he worked as a male model at “Nightlife,” and she even felt sorry for him for working so hard. But it turned out, he had another identity!

At this moment, she couldn’t even be bothered with Lu Qingyan’s heartless attitude. All she wanted was to find Liang Ciqiu and ask him why he lied to her.

A single sentence from Jiang Nanshu threw both of them into disarray.

[Ah, Liang Ciqiu, Cheng An, I almost forgot, there’s also my ‘big brother’… They’re all Su Ran’s honored guests, and behind them, there are countless more… simply too many to count. Is this the essence of a melodramatic story?]

Jiang Nanshu remembered Jiang Yisen, almost forgetting him.

In the story, the first time he saw Su Ran, he was astounded by her innocent and clean appearance.

He lavished her with resources, boosting her from a trending young actress to an A-list star.

But Su Ran wasn’t someone who would feel gratitude for favors received. She believed she got to her position all on her own efforts, unrelated to anyone else. She always had this self-reliant and strong persona.

She was ambitious, knew how to use her advantages, and made men compete fiercely over her.

How could Jiang Yisen possibly outmatch the woman of the Lu Family Crown Prince?

The two families nearly became enemies. In the end, Su Ran even sued Jiang Yisen for harassment. Otherwise, how could he have died so miserably, with no one to claim his body?

Lost in his thoughts, Jiang Nanshu saw Lu Qingyan’s dark eyes gradually deepening.

“Brother Yan… I had no idea things would turn out like this,” Cheng An finally managed to regain his voice after a long while.

It was he who desperately wanted to push Jiang Nanshu aside, to make room for Su Ran, inadvertently exposing Lu Qingyan’s illegitimate elder brother.

And this was a “big brother,” no less.

Older than Lu Qingyan.

It was an insult to anyone.

Lu Qingyan let out a light chuckle. “Of course you wouldn’t know. You just do whatever you want for your own sake, reaching your own goals. How could you care about anyone else’s life or death? Cheng An, what am I supposed to say about you?”

Cheng An’s face turned pale.

The Cheng family had always clung to the Lu Family for survival.

And since he was a child, he had been Lu Qingyan’s follower. He had not been without envy for his birthright that made others jealous, his manner as warm as the blazing sun, and his consistent top marks in school. From childhood to adulthood, he had firmly held the title of the number one without ever stepping down.

He envied how effortlessly Lu Qingyan could win the adoration and worship of thousands.

And he was the most inconspicuous speck of dust by his side.

[This is too thrilling. If it weren’t for the wrong occasion, I would have laughed out loud. I was worrying about how to get Liang Ciqiu back to the Lu Family, but fortune has smiled upon me~]

Lu Qingyan suddenly gripped Jiang Nanshu’s wrist with one hand, so forcefully that Jiang Nanshu cried out, tears welling in her eyes as she looked up at him, her voice tender, “Brother Qingyan, you’re hurting me.”