The Heiress Acts Mischievously, But Her Family Can Read Her Mind-Chapter 74 - Are You Considering Starting a Class on
Chapter 74: Chapter 74: Are You Considering Starting a Class on Swearing?
Chapter 74 -74: Are You Considering Starting a Class on Swearing?
Her expression was innocent, the corners of her eyes reddened and beautiful like a rose about to bloom, and the red mole at the corner of her eye was vivid and moving, teeming with allure.
Lu Qingyan then realized he had lost his composure.
He quickly let go of her, “I’m sorry.”
Jiang Nanshu looked down at the red mark on her wrist and said softly, “It’s okay, you must be angry because of Liang Ciqiu, right? Brother Qingyan, he can’t compare to you.”
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Can’t compare?
Would she go to great lengths to get Liang Ciqiu into the Lu Family?
Lu Qingyan now suddenly realized that everyone had been following the lead set by Jiang Nanshu.
Knowing fully well that Liang Ciqiu and he might have an irreconcilable conflict.
She still wanted to help him return to the Lu Family.
Regardless of whether Cheng An was there or not, would she still do the same?
Stand-in?
Who’s standing in for whom?
Was he Liang Ciqiu’s stand-in?
Lu Qingyan couldn’t feel a hint of love from Jiang Nanshu.
She was completely different from before.
At this moment, he felt very suffocated, thinking that someone like Jiang Nanshu should either be nipped in the bud as early as possible.
Being able to hear her inner voice was a prelude given by the heavens.
Otherwise, she would lead him along, and from then on he’d be doomed.
Jiang Nanshu suddenly threw herself into his arms, stood on tiptoe, and gently kissed his face, her eyes full of him, “Brother Qingyan, I swear I will never contact Liang Ciqiu again; I only like you.”
Lu Qingyan didn’t expect her to make such a move, which disrupted his train of thought, and for a while, all three were stunned in place.
Su Ran looked as though she might faint at any moment.
What could be worse than watching the person you love being embraced by someone else, able to act coquettishly and kiss wantonly in his arms?
And the most dazzling part was that Lu Qingyan didn’t push her away.
He didn’t refuse; there was only bewilderment on his face.
It was at this moment Su Ran realized her confidence in returning to the country had crumbled.
Because Lu Qingyan no longer disliked Jiang Nanshu.
Perhaps even he hadn’t realized that he had grown accustomed to Jiang Nanshu’s presence by his side, having gone from initial resistance to calm acceptance in just a short two weeks.
Lu Qingyan stared at her intently, trying to hear what she was thinking.
There was nothing.
Her eyes were especially sincere, making it hard for him to distinguish truth from falsehood.
But the earlier inner voice was clearly etched in his mind, and he belatedly took a step back, distancing himself from Jiang Nanshu.
Jiang Nanshu’s gaze was injured as she looked at him.
Suddenly, a powerful hand grabbed Jiang Nanshu’s small arm and pulled her behind themselves.
Because Jiang Nanshu’s skin was fair, the red mark on her wrist was very noticeable, even though Jiang Nanshu didn’t hurt, but it was still eye-catching.
The suddenly appearing Jiang Leyi looked around coldly, her gaze swept past Su Ran and Cheng An, and then turned to Lu Qingyan, “Is this your doing?”
Jiang Leyi had a somewhat cold appearance, and when serious, she had a commanding presence.
She was taller than Jiang Nanshu, and wearing high heels, she was even half a head taller than Jiang Nanshu, who was only 165 cm tall.
She chuckled coldly, “What? Ganged up to bully her? Thinking the Jiang Family has no one?”
She glanced disdainfully at Su Ran, “Other than relying on men to prop you up, what else are you capable of? And you always think you’re entitled to the lead role in dramas, only knowing how to snatch others’ opportunities, truly believing it’s due to your tenacious nature? With so many men around you, why bother acting? Just find someone to marry—it’d be much better than having to accompany directors for drinks.”
Su Ran’s face flashed with embarrassment.
Her lips were tightly pursed, and her eyes reddened.
Cheng An stepped in front of her, unable to stand Su Ran’s grievance, and mocked sarcastically, “What business do you, a fake heiress, have here? Occupying the Jiang Family’s young mistress’s spot for so many years, don’t you feel ashamed? If I were you, I would’ve crawled out of Beijing a long time ago. Still fancying yourself as a lady of a grand household, without the Jiang Family throwing resources at you, you wouldn’t even qualify to carry shoes for Su Ran.”
Jiang Leyi sneered coldly.
Everyone just assumed she’d been abandoned by the Jiang Family.
In reality, she didn’t want to use the Jiang Family’s power; she wanted to hone herself, not to play around.
Thus, she worked harder than anyone else, but the main role in a web series that had been initially promised to her was inexplicably snatched away by Su Ran, who parachuted in; she didn’t even get the second female lead role, only the vicious third female role.
To this day, the sight of Su Ran instilled a visceral disgust in her.
She presented herself as persistent and unyielding, but what kind of mess was she really pulling?
“You might as well ask Su Ran if she’s willing to let you carry her shoes. Cheng An, don’t be too dumb. We all come from grand households; how come you’re the only one who’s missing a brain stem?”
Jiang Nanshu silently gave Jiang Leyi a thumbs-up.
[My sister, you’re amazing at cursing. Ever thought about teaching a class? I’d sign up first.]
A serious expression on her face, Jiang Leyi almost couldn’t keep it together; a twitch tugged at the corner of her mouth.
Cheng An’s face turned red. First, Jiang Nan called him a dog, then Jiang Leyi accused him of lacking a brain stem.
So today he had to take two rounds of scolding?
Just as he was about to say something, Su Ran pulled him back and spoke calmly, “I may not be a match for you aristocrats, but I’ve neither stolen nor robbed. I got this role on my own merit, Jiang Leyi, and there’s no need for you to keep targeting me so pointedly.”
“Also, I haven’t bullied Jiang Nanshu; from start to finish, she’s been the one causing trouble for me, and I never provoked her.”
“Tsk,” Jiang Leyi scoffed with disdain, “Right, you didn’t go after her, but why did you go after her fiancé? What, you want to revisit that mess from three years ago? The moment you see Lu Qingyan, your eyes turn red as if someone’s mistreated you, so fond of men’s protection. Would you like me to send you a box of blue umbrellas for protection?”
Su Ran’s face turned green.
She wasn’t skilled at cursing people because there were always others who would curse back for her.
It was just that Cheng An was now being scolded so severely by Jiang Leyi that he couldn’t even take her into consideration.
The current situation was such that even a passing dog would get a cursing from Jiang Leyi.
“Pfft,” Jiang Nanshu couldn’t hold back her laughter.
She cleared her throat and, under the ‘death glare’ from Jiang Leyi, awkwardly said, “Carry on, I just had a little leak in my throat, I’ll go see my second brother at the hospital later and get some medicine.”
The crowd: “…”
Jiang Leyi took a deep breath to regain her composure and turned to look at Lu Qingyan, “And you, don’t think that Jiang Nanshu has only you as an option. There are plenty of others who like her even though you broke off the engagement.”
Lu Qingyan’s expression was indifferent.
Jiang Nanshu, ever the professional at undercutting, declared affectionately, “That won’t do; even if I have a million options, Brother Qingyan will always be my number one.”
Jiang Leyi gave her a look as if she’d eaten something disgusting.
Jiang Nanshu innocently sniffled.
[Hehe, I’m a top-notch romantic, key for infuriating others when it counts.]
Well, you have to admit, if you can’t hear her inner thoughts, it’s really annoying.
Jiang Leyi’s gaze softened a bit, then she sharply turned to Lu Qingyan, “If you can’t deal with the rotten peach blossoms around you, then don’t come bothering Jiang Nanshu.”
Lu Qingyan, with his handsome brow and indifferent expression, gave a fleeting glance at the two of them and walked away without saying a word.
“Yiyi, the wrap party is about to start, let’s go in together.”
Only then did Jiang Leyi turn to look at the young man who had suddenly spoken not far away. Her cold face broke into a smile, “Yuan Feng, I’ll be right there.”
[Yuan Feng? Haha, what a coincidence. If I’m not mistaken, isn’t he the scumbag who used PUA on you to save his ‘white moonlight’, treating you merely as a mobile blood bank in the end? What a tragic fate.]