The Heiress Acts Mischievously, But Her Family Can Read Her Mind novel Chapter 149

Chapter 149: Chapter 149: Report My Name When Bullied

High school fights were common, but it was rare to see a scuffle break out right in front of someone’s shop.

Jiang Nanshu peered through the gaps in the crowd and saw Ji Ze’s face covered in dust. He seemed to have grown a bit taller since she last saw him and, compared to his former frailness, he appeared to have put on some weight.

Still, he was just as bad at fighting, pinned under someone else and managing only to shield his head with his hands, trying to avoid taking a worse beating.

Jiang Nanshu finished her last sip and stood up.

Fang Minghe didn’t move but simply asked, "An acquaintance?"

"Uh huh," Jiang Nanshu responded, "A foster brother from my rural days."

She clicked her tongue in sympathy, "Caught him in a fight twice now. He gets beaten yet still picks fights, truly asking for trouble."

She turned her head toward Fang Minghe, "I’ve paid for the milk tea. You can leave. Message me when it’s time to shoot, I’ve got something to handle."

Fang Minghe watched as she made her way into the crowd.

Since Jiang Nanshu was recognized and brought back to the Jiang Family, she was particularly sensitive about her past. She didn’t hesitate to change her surname, from Ji Nanshu to Jiang Nanshu, and even harbored a particular aversion to her former foster parents. To please the Jiang Family, she hadn’t visited them once in three years.

So this time, was she going there to mock? Or to ridicule?

Fang Minghe stayed seated, deciding to finish the remaining milk tea before leaving; it wouldn’t taste as good if he took it to go.

He bit into a glutinous pearl and discovered some that burst with flavor, as if he’d found a new continent. Today’s gains were not bad at all; he’d signed an ideal spokesperson and enjoyed a milk tea that tasted better than coffee.

Just couldn’t have this thing too often, or it might affect his domineering CEO image.

Jiang Nanshu walked behind the crowd. The young men in front of her gave way unconsciously upon seeing a beautiful girl.

She had initially only wanted to watch from the outskirts, but somehow, she found herself inside the fray.

The boy on top of Ji Ze shouted angrily, "Why can’t we speak about it? It’s been spread everywhere; she’s shameless, materialistic, that’s why she left you to live the good life, and hasn’t sent a cent home in three years, right?"

"She gets called a bitch, yet you still defend her, what a lowlife. Ji Ze, you deserve to be abandoned, you’re the lowest of the low!"

The boy’s eyes were red with rage as Ji Ze curled up beneath him, his voice a restrained grunt.

A fair hand firmly grasped the boy’s descending fist. He lifted his head, and upon seeing the stunning face before him, he was startled for a moment, "You, why is it you, bitch? Let go of me."

Jiang Nanshu slightly squinted her eyes and, with a smile on her lips, forcefully pulled the boy up from Ji Ze. She bent her leg and thrust it into his stomach. When his hand went to his belly in pain, her small leather shoe went straight to his knee. With a "bang," he kneeled before Jiang Nanshu.

With her other hand, Jiang Nanshu tightly gripped the boy’s chin, her eyes smiling as she asked, "What were you just saying? Say it again?"

The pain made him bare his teeth and grimace. His kneecaps felt as if they were shattered, and a tumultuous pain roiled in his stomach, with cold sweat beading on his forehead. Tears suddenly spilled out of his eyes.

"Sorry, I’m sorry, I misspoke, please don’t hit me."

He was just a student who liked to pick on the weak and feared the strong. It wasn’t the first time he had done this, bullying Ji Ze right in front of Jiang Nanshu.

But back then, Jiang Nanshu only cast a disgusted glance at Ji Ze and threw out, "If you’re gonna die, go do it somewhere else, don’t block my way. You’re bad luck. I still need to chase after my fiancé."

Back then, Ji Ze would still seek Jiang Nanshu’s help, but what she gave him in return were disdain and mockery, telling him not to die in front of her as she found it nauseating.