The Heiress Acts Mischievously, But Her Family Can Read Her Mind novel Chapter 230

Chapter 230: Chapter 230: Taking You to the Theater

"Tomorrow we’re leaving this place, so start packing," Fang Minghe said wearily, waving his hand.

Jiang Nanshu: "..."

Did he summon her here just to witness him quarreling with Jiang Yisen?

That very night, Jiang Yisen left Weixi City.

The next day, the group flew back to Beijing.

Jiang Nanshu returned to her newly purchased house.

Seeing an unfinished cup of water on the table, she almost thought there had been an intruder in the house, then she belatedly remembered that Lu Qingyan’s fingerprints were also registered to access this house.

She hadn’t contacted him for the past two days.

Nor had Lu Qingyan contacted her.

Great, just great, she thought. This bastard would never take the initiative, would he?

So she opened WeChat, located his chat window: "Brother Qingyan, are you still busy? I’m back in Beijing. The house is so big, and I’m so cold. I need you to hug me to sleep tonight."

Sent.

She was certain that Lu Qingyan would reply to her.

But the result?

She fell asleep that evening without having received any message from Lu Qingyan.

Until she was woken up again by the sounds of smashing from the neighboring house.

She opened her eyes, annoyed, and pulled the blanket over her head.

However, the shouting and cursing didn’t stop.

Jiang Nanshu bent down and pulled out a large wrench from under the bed, ready to quiet down the neighbors for the night. Causing a fight was a minor issue; disturbing her sleep was a major one.

She had just opened her bedroom door when she saw someone standing at the entrance.

Seeing the wrench in her hands, Lu Qingyan hastily said, "It’s me."

Jiang Nanshu stretched out her hand to turn on the light by the wall. Lu Qingyan stood at the doorway, apparently about to come in.

She glanced at the clock hanging on the wall. It was 2 a.m.

"Why didn’t you reply to my message?"

"Why didn’t you look for me?"

"We’re breaking up!"

Lu Qingyan placed her wrench on the wall and then took her into his arms, "I knew you went to Weixi City. I didn’t want to disturb your work. I replied to your message, didn’t you see it? Also, Sweetheart, don’t talk about breaking up."

He answered all three of Jiang Nanshu’s questions at once.

When she returned, it was already afternoon, and she had climbed into bed to rest after eating.

She hadn’t checked her messages at all.

"Really? I didn’t see it."

She poked his chest capriciously with her index finger, "If you had replied instantly, I would have seen it. Aren’t you at fault here?"

"Yeah, my fault. I’ll reply instantly next time."

He was still damp from a shower, which he had taken in another bathroom.

His hair was half-dry, the front swept back, his forehead clear, and his peach blossom eyes had deep creases, curving into a gentle arc, "Where were you planning to go with that wrench?"

Mentioning it, Jiang Nanshu became angry again: "To the neighbors, every night they create such a racket. Am I ever going to get any sleep?"

But now the noises from next door had ceased.

Whether they grew tired of fighting or someone had calmed them down, there was no sound anymore.

"Do you want to go over there?"

Jiang Nanshu’s anger had mostly dissipated after bumping into Lu Qingyan, "No, not anymore. If they make noise tomorrow, I’ll have a word with them."

"Can we go to sleep now?"

He came in and closed the door.

Jiang Nanshu: "..."

"Look at how familiar you are with these movements. The front door even has your fingerprint! I can’t even sleep peacefully at night."

Lu Qingyan pretended not to hear.