The Heiress Acts Mischievously, But Her Family Can Read Her Mind novel Chapter 240

Chapter 240: Chapter 240 My Sister Should Not Be Bullied Like This

The group of six were lively.

Jiang Nanshu didn’t pay attention to them anymore.

An afternoon’s time, her whole worldview was shattered; now it had to be reshaped.

As it happened, Ji Ze called her.

She thought something had happened to Mrs. Ji, so she answered, "Is it a problem with Mom’s treatment?"

Leukemia is hard to treat, but recovery is possible, and she had been helping Mrs. Ji find a compatible bone marrow transplant. As long as the transplant was successful and there was no recurrence, Mrs. Ji could be discharged.

Ji Ze sounded somewhat nervous on the other end of the line; he seldom called Jiang Nanshu.

He was afraid of annoying her.

But the Jiang Nanshu he had interacted with recently made him unable to resist the urge to get closer, so he had become much bolder, daring to call her.

The hand holding his phone tightened, "It’s not about Mom, it’s my thing... Sister, the parent-teacher meeting next Monday at noon..."

Jiang Nanshu sighed, unable to hide a laugh in her voice, "Ji Ze, this is the third time you’ve reminded me. I will do what I promised, don’t worry, okay?"

A pleased smile curved Ji Ze’s lips, "Thank you, Sister. You go ahead with what you’re doing; I won’t bother you anymore."

The call ended.

Only then did he take a deep breath and, looking at the three little brothers who acknowledged him as their boss, boasted to the troublemaker boy, "My sister agreed to come to my parent-teacher meeting."

The troublemaker boy’s eyes lit up, excitedly grabbing Ji Ze’s hand, "I get to see our sister again? Can she teach me a few moves? Just like that, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, and I’m knocked down."

The troublemaker boy made several movements.

He still remembered when Jiang Nanshu pinned him against the wall and beat him.

He was used to being tough in school; he had never been treated this way.

And Jiang Nanshu was only a few years older than them, yet she was so formidable.

He never resented the strong, instead blaming himself for not being stronger.

Ji Ze rolled his eyes, correcting, "It’s my sister! Not yours."

The troublemaker boy grinned, "It’s all the same, isn’t it? Your sister is my sister. Next week, I’ll take her as my master!"

Ji Ze: "..."

"Pfft, bumpkin," a voice full of mockery came from behind.

Ji Ze turned to see a young man leading the group with delicate features, grey-dyed hair, and earrings, with a blue butterfly tattoo behind his ear, giving off the impression of a bad boy.

Ji Ze looked at him indifferently.

"Jiang Nanshu? She’s just a dog of the Jiang Family."

Ji Ze clenched his fists, "Song Yichen, shut your filthy mouth."

Disdain and malice were evident in Song Yichen’s eyes. Thinking of the truckload of grasshoppers Jiang Nanshu had sent, he felt like killing her.

But the humble figure of Jiang Nanshu of the past was still imprinted in his heart; this minor "disrespect" wasn’t as intense as the humiliations he remembered from the old Jiang Nanshu.

He sneered, "Not only is she the Jiang Family’s dog, she’s also the Song Family’s dog. I tell her to go east she doesn’t dare go west, I tell her to kneel and she doesn’t dare stand. Thinking about her humble pandering makes me feel sick. By the way, your newfound good sister, she’s been kicked out of the house by my aunt."

As he continued, Song Yichen’s voice became smug, "That’s the price of provoking me. It’s better she starves to death outside. If she’s willing to kneel and apologize in front of the Song Family’s door, I might be magnanimous enough to give her a few steamed buns."

In Song Yichen’s eyes, Jiang Nanshu was someone he could call on demand. To curry favor with the Song Family, she would do any foolish thing, lacking dignity and intelligence. Her heart, however, was venomous, always targeting Jiang Leyi. He had heard enough of her ridiculous actions that made people laugh.

So his contempt for Jiang Nanshu grew; the more he saw her, the more he bullied her. She wasn’t upset but would happily think herself close to him, nearly making him die of laughter.

Ji Ze took a step forward, and the troublemaker boy quickly held him back. If they fought with the young master of the Song Family, something like this wasn’t something Ji Ze from an average family could afford to compensate for.

The troublemaker boy glared at Song Yichen, "Shut up. Without the Song Family, you’re nothing. Ji Ze’s sister is not like the rumors; she’s not incompetent. I advise you to mind your own business, or you won’t even know how to cry when trouble finds you."

Song Yichen laughed, "Trouble? Just wait until I see Jiang Nanshu; you’ll see. I’ll make her pay for her mistakes."

The troublemaker boy pulled Ji Ze away.