The Heiress Acts Mischievously, But Her Family Can Read Her Mind novel Chapter 165

Chapter 165: Chapter 165: What if I Became the Female Lead?

Liang Ciqiu’s action was so sudden that Jiang Nanshu was caught off guard. She was pushed to the ground, and her scabbed wound scraped against the floor, becoming bloody again, marking the pristine floor with abrupt streaks of blood.

The sword fell to the ground with a piercing clink.

Su Ran hid fearfully behind Liang Ciqiu, her delicate eyebrows knitting together, "Brother Ci Qiu..."

Liang Ciqiu had not expected his casual push to injure Jiang Nanshu. The sight of the blood made him panic for no reason, but he quickly regained composure. He was just trying to protect the person he wanted to protect; there was nothing wrong with that.

And besides, Jiang Nanshu had been targeting Su Ran from the start. He was just preventing her from hurting someone and avoiding possible dire consequences.

Jiang Nanshu looked down at her wound, wondering if she was indeed so detestable that many people disliked her, all seemingly eager to harm her, as if the world would be peaceful only when she was oppressed.

She took a deep breath, stood up, and carelessly wiped the blood on her clothes, like a budding red rose—beautiful yet dangerous.

Liang Ciqiu took a small step forward, completely shielding Su Ran. With so many people around, he did not believe Jiang Nanshu would dare to do anything rash.

No sooner had the thought crossed his mind than Jiang Nanshu raised her hand and slapped him across the face, the sound echoing loudly in the prop room.

Liang Ciqiu’s face turned slightly to the left, a faint taste of blood in his mouth. Clenching his teeth, he lifted his head to meet Jiang Nanshu’s shimmering yet cold gaze.

She showed not a hint of disarray, looking down on him with a lofty demeanor, her red lips slightly parting, "Who allowed you to touch me with your filthy hands?"

Enraged, Liang Ciqiu’s gaze fell upon her injured hand, and he laughed bitterly, a dark expression crossing his face, "Jiang Nanshu, from childhood to now, you’re the only one brave enough to have slapped me twice."

He had grown up brawling, and fights were as common as meals to him. With his fierce reputation, nobody in the broken alley dared to mess with him anymore, and with his notoriety, nobody else dared to pick a fight. He had almost forgotten what it felt like to be hit.

Thank Jiang Nanshu for reminding him.

If it weren’t for the inexplicable reluctance he felt towards her, and the fact that he had been unable to bring himself to retaliate on several occasions.

Looking at her radiant face, Liang Ciqiu’s clenched fist at his side gradually relaxed.

"Is that enough? Consider it compensation for knocking you over," he said, his voice much softer, his thoughts complex.

Indeed, he should never have encountered this woman.

A mere sight of her threw his heart into chaos.

Su Ran, hiding behind Liang Ciqiu, could hardly believe it. Liang Ciqiu, known for his brutality, was actually letting it go.

He certainly didn’t have a soft spot for not hitting women.

To think he was apologizing after being slapped.

She felt a sourness in her heart, along with a fear and nameless discomfort.

But she truly regarded Liang Ciqiu as a brother; he could yield to anyone but Jiang Nanshu, the woman who was bent on harming her.

This time, she shielded Liang Ciqiu behind her, her beautiful eyes brimming with tears, bewilderedly staring at Jiang Nanshu, "How could you hit someone? If you hadn’t brought a sword to frighten people, Brother Ci Qiu wouldn’t have pushed you. He’s not that strong; it was your own instability that made you fall. The cut on your hand wasn’t his doing either; how can you take your anger out on him?"

Jiang Nanshu looked at her. Su Ran’s face was pure, her eyes tearful—indeed, she had the looks to be the protagonist, even the sort to be the universally adored heroine in a melodramatic tale.

She raised her hand and struck towards Su Ran’s face. Su Ran seemed to stagger, stabilized by Liang Ciqiu as tears sprang from the pain.