The Heiress Acts Mischievously, But Her Family Can Read Her Mind novel Chapter 261

Chapter 261: Chapter 261 You Are Terribly Strong Now

Jiang Nanshu finally looked scared, her eyes filled with tears as she turned to Mr. Jiang for help, "Dad..."

Mr. Jiang stood up, walked over to Jiang Nanshu’s side, and said to Old Sir Song, "Father-in-law, Nannan is still young. Please don’t frighten her."

He gently patted the back of Jiang Nanshu’s hand, "Go sit down, it’s alright, we’re here for you."

Jiang Nanshu bit her red lips, hung her head in response, and walked over to the Jiang Family’s table.

"Old man, since you’re so nice to me, I’m gonna reserve a spot for you in the mental hospital right now. When you go crazy, you can check in without any procedures. Aren’t I considerate?"

Mr. Jiang: "..."

Having not heard Jiang Nanshu’s inner voice for some time, he had nearly forgotten his tragic outcome.

"Ah, wrong. Before you enter the asylum, you still have your second spring, don’t you? Can’t you hurry up and remarry Aunt Chu, so eager to meet my new stepmother? Will she bring me a big present, huh?"

Mrs. Jiang’s face turned green.

From start to finish.

Jiang Nanshu had never wished her own mother well.

Her hand tightly clutched the cup.

Mr. Jiang’s face was somewhat embarrassed and he dared not look directly at Mrs. Jiang.

The Song Family were unaware of the awkward atmosphere in the Jiang Family.

Old Sir Song continued, "She’s still young? She’s already of age, capable of bearing legal responsibility. If she weren’t my granddaughter, I’d have already sent her to the police station."

Jiang Nanshu sat in the chair, pouting as she looked at Old Sir Song, "Then you should call the cops and have me taken away."

It’s not like the police have nothing better to do.

Do you really think that you can disregard the law and convict people as you please just because you’re wealthy?

Seeing that Jiang Nanshu still dared to talk back, Old Sir Song was so angry that he clutched at his chest, exclaiming, "A misfortune for the family, a real misfortune!"

Mrs. Jiang quickly tried to soothe him, "Dad, don’t get worked up. Take care of your health."

She disapprovingly said, "Nannan, you cannot be so aggressive. Apologize to your grandfather right now."

Seeing Jiang Nanshu about to speak.

Old Sir Song quickly scoffed, "No need. I can’t take it!"

Jiang Nanshu promptly retracted her retort and obediently replied, "Alright then."

Old Sir Song: "..."

He was just bluffing, and Jiang Nanshu wouldn’t play along.

Was she still waiting for him, her elder, to apologize to her?

That moment, Madam Song wheeled Song Yichen in.

He sat in the wheelchair, his knee wrapped in bandages and his right arm suspended in front of his chest. His eyes furiously glared at Jiang Nanshu, as if he might pounce at her the next second; for her part, Jiang Nanshu returned with a friendly smile.

This infuriated Song Yichen to no end.

He bellowed immediately, "Quick, make Jiang Nanshu kneel before me and apologize, quick, quick!"

He clenched his teeth so hard they made a grinding sound, his chest heaving dramatically.

The next second, Song Yichen turned to look at Old Sir Song and Mrs. Jiang, his eyes brimming with red, "Wuwu, Grandpa, Aunt, my hand hurts so much. I have a piano performance in a few days, all ruined, my first place, gone. It’s Jiang Nanshu. She’s ruining my future."

Old Madam Song was heartbroken.

This was her youngest grandchild.

She quickly held Song Yichen’s head in her arms and gently stroked him, "Chenchen, don’t be afraid, Grandma will get justice for you. Don’t be scared."