The Heiress Acts Mischievously, But Her Family Can Read Her Mind novel Chapter 26

Chapter 26: Chapter 26 I Love Money, Money Loves Me, Money Comes from All Directions

Chapter 26 -26 I Love Money, Money Loves Me, Money Comes from All Directions

Cheng An stared dumbfounded as Lu Qingyan’s figure gradually receded into the distance. He looked toward Su Ran, whose eyes were cast down. Though she said nothing, an aura of sadness enveloped her.

His heart ached, and he was angry, hurriedly assuring her,

“Ranran, don’t worry, the words Brother Yan said were just to anger you. Over the past three years, we all know how much he loathes Jiang Nanshu, and how much he despises this arranged marriage. He…”

“Anzi…” Su Ran slowly interjected to stop him, “Don’t talk to me about him anymore…”

She looked toward the obese woman. She had only just returned to the country when someone set her up. Though she didn’t want to speculate, the only answer in her mind was that it was Jiang Nanshu’s doing, deliberately ruining her reputation in front of Lu Qingyan. She could imagine that by evening, Weibo would be filled with gossip about her, dealing a severe blow to her career.

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Jiang Nanshu, free from the protagonists’ battlefield, stopped panting at the roadside.

She even looked back, fearing someone might follow her.

But clearly, she was overthinking it; no one would care about her.

Not a single message from Jiang Jingcheng or Jiang Leyi after she ran out; she certainly didn’t expect Lu Qingyan to come looking for her.

It was a miserable situation, but her character was originally unlikable, which could only mean she was succeeding.

It was a pity she couldn’t check the Disgust Value at the moment, but Da Shachun said once it reached 100, she’d hear a prompt in her ear.

The revolution had not yet succeeded; she must continue to strive.

Just thinking about the annulment with Lu Qingyan irritated her. It wasn’t supposed to be a plot she had to worry about; why suddenly did it fall under her jurisdiction?

The male lead was not cooperative, using her to anger the female protagonist?

The more Jiang Nanshu thought about it, the angrier she became. When she stopped again, the sky had darkened, and there was a bar named Nightlife before her.

There were also four medium-sized Lucky Cats at the entrance, quite impressive to behold.

Jiang Nanshu stared at the Lucky Cats for a long while, ensuring there was no one around, before starting her mischief.

Ten minutes later, looking at her “masterpiece,” she satisfiedly entered the bar.

She was just a foolish woman, heartbroken and determined to drown her sorrows in drink all night.

Across from the bar, Yang Jiashu recorded everything with his phone,

including Jiang Nanshu hugging the four Lucky Cats together in a circle, muttering to herself, “This is the correct way to attract wealth. I love money, and money loves me; may it come to me from all directions.”

If we ignore the security guard coming out of the bar cursing and moving the Lucky Cats back to their original spots, Yang Jiashu did indeed want to compliment her as a good person.

He thought about it and decided to send the video teasingly to Lu Qingyan: “Your fiancée is here at the bar getting drunk. Gonna handle it?”

After a few minutes, he received a reply from across: “Give me the address.”

Well, I’ll be damned.

The guy was actually coming.

Delighted by the prospect of drama, he stood up and stepped into Nightlife.

Upon entering, Jiang Nanshu found the place to be a paradise on earth, the pulsating beats of the music involuntarily relaxing her body. She booked a spot on the second floor, by the edge, where through the half-person-high railings, she could see the writhing bodies of men and women on the dance floor.

She blended into the darkness, ordered a few bottles of liquor, and spent twenty thousand to have the waiter bring over five handsome male models to keep her company in drinking.

The last fifty thousand in her account vanished in an instant.

The male models were tall, with leggy heights around 180cm.