The Heiress Acts Mischievously, But Her Family Can Read Her Mind novel Chapter 14

Chapter 14: Chapter 14: The Joke's On Me

Jiang Yunchuan: "..."

He didn't mean to tag the victim directly.

"I'm not trying to use makeup, you've got the wrong idea!" Jiang Yunchuan stammered, his face turning red as he tried to explain.

Jiang Nanshu clearly didn't believe him, "If you're not using it for makeup, then why are you taking other people's makeup? Don't think I didn't see it, there's even lipstick in there."

In the chat group.

Jiang Leyi frantically tagged Jiang Yunchuan: [@Jiang Yunchuan, why are you stealing my things when I'm not home? Are you crazy?!]

Jiang Yunchuan's phone wouldn't stop vibrating. He had a good relationship with Jiang Leyi; the siblings had grown up bickering.

With a guilty touch to his nose, his fingers tapped on the screen: [I didn't steal them; I took them openly and honestly. You don't use them anyway, so what's the big deal if I borrow them for a bit?]

Jiang Leyi: [Don't make me curse you, put them back now or you've got one minute!]

Jiang Yunchuan's temper flared up too, he scoffed: [I'm using them, come home and fight me if you dare.]

Jiang Leyi: [...I'll just give them to you.]

There's no way she could go home.

At the Jiang Family house, she and Jiang Nanshu were archenemies, always on the verge of an argument.

Instead of making their parents and brothers pick sides, she figured it was better to avoid the trouble altogether, which is why she rarely went home now.

Jiang Nanshu watched the drama unfold, feeling somewhat detached.

Depression had slowly crept into the original owner's mindset in that environment because whenever she appeared, the laughter in the living room would stop; she couldn't get along with each brother in harmonious joy like Jiang Leyi could.

Even if blood was thicker than water, the most important thing was feeling comfortable around each other.

Suddenly, Jiang Yunchuan remembered Jiang Nanshu and panicked for a moment as he hurriedly hid his phone: "Nanshu, Leyi and I are just used to bickering, don't be mad."

Jiang Nanshu: ?

She deflected the conversation humorously: "Next time you talk to her, I'm running away from home!"

[Psh, as if I care. Even if you had ten more sisters, I wouldn't be upset. Wait, that's not right, he usually starts cursing by now. Why is he so quiet today?]

Jiang Yunchuan snapped back to reality and responded: "Whether or not I run away from home is none of your business."

[Hah, that's more like it. You have to look annoyed if you're annoyed; I almost didn't recognize you for a second, so much for leaving.]

Jiang Nanshu raised her chin defiantly at him: "Then try it! Hmph."

After saying that, she stormed off to her room.

Jiang Yunchuan watched her leave, feeling a bit stifled.

That retort was something he was prone to say in fits of anger, yet saying it now had lost some of its flavor, and he wasn't quite sure why.

He didn't take Jiang Nanshu's threat of running away from home seriously.

He was confident Jiang Nanshu wouldn't actually leave.

Glancing down at the skincare products, once he used them up, he'd be as handsome as his elder brother!

He was starting a skincare routine, changing his style and hairstyle—this time, he was determined to win!

...

Life as college students from prestigious families meant they still lived on campus.

It was just that Jiang Nanshu had only recently recovered and was skipping classes on her first day back at Jing University.

Mr. and Mrs. Jiang knew about it, and the next morning, Mrs. Jiang packed breakfast for Jiang Nanshu.

"Nannan, take this to school; don't be late. Study hard, and no more skipping class," she muttered somewhat naggingly.

Jiang Nanshu, standing off to the side, replied nonchalantly: "Oh, all right."

[I don't want to study, I want to skip class.]

Mrs. Jiang: "..."

She bit her tongue.

"Never mind, you don't have to study hard, the Jiang family can afford to keep you, just be happy. Once you graduate, I'll ask your elder brother to arrange a job for you in the company."

"Mhm, okay, thanks, Mom."

[Hm? I don't want to work either, I want to lounge around, have everything handed to me, not move, not move at all...]