The Heiress Acts Mischievously, But Her Family Can Read Her Mind novel Chapter 169

Chapter 169: Chapter 169: I Always Like to Eat the Melon That’s Forced Off the Vine

Jiang Nanshu lowered her head, vaguely feeling the air around her growing colder, so she wrapped her arms around herself and rubbed them.

Then she thought, what was she rubbing for? Since she decided to switch to a new plan, all that craziness, grossing someone out, groveling—it was pointless. She needed to reel him in and then kick him away harshly, let him suffer a blow in love, toy with his emotions, be hated; then she’d have both the money and the Disgust Value.

She couldn’t wait to cash in early.

Then she leaned weakly into Lu Qingyan’s arms, her voice laced with a little hook, her small hand intentionally teasing as she touched his chest: "Brother Qingyan, I’m so cold, hug me quickly."

[Don’t believe I can’t take you down, kiddo.]

Seeing that Lu Qingyan didn’t move, she looked up to find him staring at her expressionlessly.

Jiang Nanshu: "..."

She felt like something was off but couldn’t put her finger on it.

Lu Qingyan slowly pushed her away with one hand: "Remember to put on more clothes when it’s cold."

Then he passed by her and left.

Jiang Nanshu stood rooted to the spot, as if struck by lightning.

[You must have eaten Tang Seng’s monk, to be this unaffected.]

She touched her face and let her gaze drift downwards.

[Not working? Could it be that you feel inferior? I’ve never heard about you having any hidden ailments.]

Lu Qingyan quickened his pace.

What could he say? She had blatantly shown her intent to play him; he couldn’t possibly jump naively into the trap.

Jiang Nanshu’s mind was a mess, momentarily unable to find a suitable plan to conquer Lu Qingyan.

To anyone else, this scene looked like her being rejected by Lu Qingyan once more.

Liang Ciqiu walked up behind her, a cigarette pinched between his index and middle finger, his voice faint: "He’s not right for you, don’t push it."

Jiang Nanshu’s brows furrowed slightly, then relaxed as she turned around with a smile: "What a coincidence, I’ve always liked the challenge of plucking the twisted melons. If my substitute leaves me, I can only turn to the real deal."

Liang Ciqiu’s expression tightened, hidden in the nightlife, his thoughts unknown.

Jiang Nanshu had no time to dawdle with him: "Since you’ve chosen Su Ran, stop swinging by my side, it’s really annoying."

"Jiangjiang! Hurry up, it’s your turn soon," Xu Xi’s voice came from afar.

Jiang Nanshu responded with a shout and headed towards her.

Liang Ciqiu stretched out his hand, ultimately letting it fall feebly, finished his cigarette, found Jiang Nanshu’s account, and transferred three million to her. He intended to remove her from his contact list, but in the end, he couldn’t bring himself to do it. He felt disgusted with himself, truly turned into a masochist by Jiang Nanshu.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

Jiang Nanshu looked at the red headband tied around Xu Xi’s head and fell silent for a few seconds.

It read: Go Jiangjiang!

In her hand, she held a flag fluttering in the wind, also inscribed with words: I wave the banner high for Jiangjiang, who dares to oppose her!

Jiang Nanshu closed her eyes briefly and asked very seriously, "Don’t you find this embarrassing?"

Xu Xi, swinging the flag joyously, replied: "Nope, look how commanding it is. If the whole school doesn’t support you, I’ll be your backup, oh right, Wanwan too!"

She gestured to someone behind Jiang Nanshu.

Xu Xingwan approached with the same gear, a bit awkwardly: "Do we really have to carry these eye-catching packs?"

Xu Xi was not pleased with that remark.

"How will they know Jiangjiang has a support group if we’re not unique? Is Su Ran the only one with fans?" She patted Jiang Nanshu’s shoulder, "Others have it, and so do you, darling."

Xu Xingwan: "..."

Jiang Nanshu: "..."