The Heiress Acts Mischievously, But Her Family Can Read Her Mind novel Chapter 247

Chapter 247: Chapter 247: You’ve Really Grown Wings

Song Yichen was standing by and a few boys were next to him, laughing and cheering when they saw he had hit his target.

He saw Jiang Nanshu looking over and was unafraid; he raised his eyebrows and smiled smugly, "Can you believe it? Later, not only will my cousin not blame me, but she will also continue to fawn over me."

"Brother Chen is mighty!"

Cheers erupted around Song Yichen.

They had also seen how Jiang Nanshu used to fawn over Song Yichen—despite being openly mocked and scorned by him, she acted as if she hadn’t heard and followed behind him, calling him "cousin" a bit too affectionately, even more so than her own brother with whom she had grown up.

In fact, she didn’t realize how demeaning her behavior was, making her the object of everyone’s disdain.

Ji Ze looked at the dirty yogurt on Jiang Nanshu’s hair, grinding his teeth in anger, "Song Yichen is despicable! How dare he blatantly throw things at someone, not apologize, and then mock them? I’m going to hit him!"

The troublemaker hastily held him back, glancing from the corner of his eye at Jiang Nanshu’s calm cheeks, her almond-shaped eyes seemingly brewing a storm, and he couldn’t help but shiver.

He had been out in the world long enough to have a keen sense of danger.

His instincts told him.

Jiang Nanshu was angry.

He averted his gaze and meekly advised Ji Ze, "Provoking him is just going to bring trouble for our sister. Trust me; don’t be impulsive."

Just as Ji Ze tried to shake off the troublemaker, he saw Jiang Nanshu bending down to pick up the yogurt bottle.

Song Yichen laughed mockingly, "Hey, Jiang Nanshu, I just slipped and aimed wrong. I meant to throw it in the trash can. Since you’ve picked it up, just go ahead and throw it away, then come over and apologize to me, and we can forget about that time you used grasshoppers to scare me."

His expression was arrogant, obviously used to bossing Jiang Nanshu around.

In her memory, the original owner had given her money either to Chen Qian for devising a plan to pursue Lu Qingyan or to her so-called cousins for fawning over them.

She wanted to be accepted by the Song Family, to secure her position in the Jiang Family.

Even if Song Yichen was playing her, she happily did not take offense, thinking this as a sign of closeness.

Jiang Nanshu looked up and smiled at him, "I’ll come over and apologize right away."

"Big Brother..."

Ji Ze wanted to stop her.

The troublemaker held him tighter, "Big Brother, why bother when that thing is about to suffer? What if your sister ends up hitting you too?"

Ji Ze parted his lips slightly, remembering how Jiang Nanshu used to help Song Yichen mock him.

He was just worried about her being taken advantage of.

But by then it was too late, as Jiang Nanshu had already approached Song Yichen.

He looked up, awaiting Jiang Nanshu’s apology, and commanded his buddies to stand three meters away to record her apology to be sent directly to the family group chat.

This was also to avenge his sister, Song Kexia.

Jiang Nanshu raised her hand and threw the yogurt bottle forcefully at Song Yichen’s face, hitting him so hard that half his face swelled up, with the remaining yogurt splattering onto his forehead and eyebrows.

Jiang Nanshu’s eyes were brightly smiling, "Sorry, my hand slipped too, cousin. You won’t hold it against me, will you?"

Song Yichen touched his numb face with the tip of his tongue, his eyes filled with viciousness, "Bitch, you’re asking for it."

He raised his hand, intending to slap Jiang Nanshu’s face, but she caught his wrist and twisted it upward, causing a "crack" sound. Song Yichen screamed in pain, his face turning pale as tears burst out.

Jiang Nanshu’s face still bore a smile as she continued, "Oops, slipped again. I’m really careless, cousin. Does it hurt?"

Song Yichen, even in this state, glared at Jiang Nanshu fiercely, like a vengeful ghost, "How dare you hit me, I’ll make you regret this..."