The Heiress Acts Mischievously, But Her Family Can Read Her Mind novel Chapter 259

Chapter 259: Chapter 259: Third Brother Falls in Love

Chen Qian looked at her in terror.

Her instinct told her that Jiang Nanshu would really break her bones.

She trembled violently, tears flowing unconsciously as she curled up, "What do I need to do for you to let me go, can I leave Beijing?"

Jiang Nanshu looked down at her from above, with a small smirk, "Help me do something, then get out of Beijing and never appear before me again, and I’ll let you go."

Chen Qian’s eyes brightened.

She quickly nodded her head, fearing Jiang Nanshu would change her mind the next second.

"You say it; as long as I can do it, I will."

"You have a good relationship with Chu Muxi, right? She wanted you to monitor me, so report everything you learn from me to her, focusing solely on the news about my third brother Jian Hemian. Let her realize that she is trivial in front of my brother and provoke her resentment toward Jian Hemian at the right time," Jiang Nanshu said with a smile. "This task is simple, isn’t it? Can you do it?"

Chen Qian felt a chill in her scalp.

Jiang Nanshu wanted her to distort facts and sow discord in front of Chu Muxi.

Her throat felt dry, wanting to ask wasn’t Jian Hemian her own brother? The original Jiang Nanshu sought the recognition of the Jiang Family; how could she possibly do something that would make her family hate her?

What good did it do Chu Muxi to hate Jian Hemian?

But when she met Jiang Nanshu’s smiling eyes, she could only nod meekly, "Okay..."

"Qianqian, by no later than next week; I’ll be waiting for the good news."

Jiang Nanshu spoke dominantly as she helped Chen Qian sit properly in the wheelchair, straightened her disheveled clothes, then pushed the wheelchair toward the school gate.

Throughout, Chen Qian remained stiff, not daring to move.

When they reached the school gate.

Chen Qian shivered, "I—it’s okay. Chu Muxi’s people will pick me up at the school gate. I’ll accomplish what you’ve asked and leave Beijing myself. I just want to stay alive."

Jiang Nanshu smiled slightly, "Qianqian, take care of yourself."

Chen Qian dazedly looked back at her.

Jiang Nanshu’s vicious aura vanished, and she smiled warmly, just like many years ago.

Their encounter three years ago was an accident, and she knew Jiang Nanshu even before that.

Both came from impoverished villages, but only she had secured the top position in the provincial high school exams.

She attended the best high school and was exempted from tuition fees; she heard the school even awarded her ten-thousand yuan annually.

While she could only envy those naturally gifted, having to retake a year to enter a school better than Sheng Yi Middle School.

She had fought her way into Beijing’s best private high school, only to find out that the once exceptional student god also attended this school; however, compared to her previous halo, she had become just another insignificant speck of dust, obscured by her family’s wealth, rendering her into an absurd joke.

Chen Qian’s academics were her proud capital when dealing with the haughty Jiang Nanshu.

When Jiang Nanshu saved her from being bullied, she felt grateful.

But this gratitude dulled amidst the superiority that transcended and dominated her.

So what if she once had good grades? So what if she came from a good family?

When it came to exams, didn’t she still anxiously wait for Jiang Nanshu to pass her the answers?