The Heiress Acts Mischievously, But Her Family Can Read Her Mind novel Chapter 262

Chapter 262: Chapter 262: Meeting Zhou Yanxu

Jiang Nanshu bit her lip, hesitated, and finally spoke softly, "I’m okay, Yichen, my cousin, didn’t do it on purpose. I forgive him."

Song Yichen: "..."

Heh, she’s really got the nerve.

Still expecting an apology?

In your dreams!

After she finished speaking, she turned to look at Mrs. Jiang and Mr. Jiang, struggling to make up her mind: "If mom and dad get divorced, I want to stay with dad. As for my brothers, I respect their choice."

Jiang Jingcheng drank his water, his face as cold and smileless as the first snow: "I’ll live on my own."

Jiang Hemian sighed helplessly and shook his head: "Second Brother, take care of me? I’ll live with you."

Jiang Jingcheng: "Get lost."

Jiang Yunchuan frowned and looked from Mrs. Jiang to Jiang Nanshu.

He ruffled his hair, somewhat headache-inducing: "I, I prefer dad..."

In fact, he wanted to stay with Jiang Nanshu.

Whether it was because of Six Love Organization or the guilt he felt as a brother for the bad things he’d done to her,

he couldn’t abandon her emotionally.

[Ms. Song, no one in your family wants to stay with you. Haven’t you reflected on your failure?]

Mrs. Jiang’s gaze was fixed on Jiang Nanshu.

Jiang Nanshu blinked, tilted her head, and looked at her confusedly.

Mrs. Jiang hurriedly shifted her gaze.

Jiang Yunchuan broke into a cold sweat.

His sister was great in every way.

It was just that her thoughts could really infuriate people to death, always stabbing right at the heart.

In the end, Old Sir Song spoke, his voice tired: "Enough, let’s leave the matter at that, no more pursuing it."

Song Kexia’s expression changed: "Grandpa!"

Song Shizhao drank his water indifferently, an expected outcome.

What surprised him, though, was how fiercely the Jiang Family protected Jiang Nanshu.

One middle-aged man, with a meaningful look, glanced at Jiang Yisen and then spoke up: "It’s my son Yichen’s fault—it has nothing to do with Nannan."

Another pair of middle-aged spouses simply observed everything.

They were Song Yichen’s uncle and aunt,

also Song Kexia’s biological parents.

The issue was resolved lightly and cleverly.

Jiang Nanshu’s smile became much more sincere: "Well then, everyone, please come and eat? The food will get cold and won’t taste as good."

Madam Song saw her younger son in pain.

She was really dissatisfied with such a handling of the situation.

She couldn’t help being sarcastic: "Some people really can stomach it."

Jiang Nanshu’s hand holding her chopsticks paused.

The expressions of the Jiang Family darkened again, hadn’t this been enough?

The Song Family’s expressions changed slightly, but ultimately they did not stop Madam Song’s complaints.

Wasn’t it now forbidden to vent a bit of frustration?

And she hadn’t named anyone directly.

Jiang Nanshu picked up her chopsticks and stuffed a bite into her mouth, swallowing before asking curiously, "Great aunt, can’t you eat? None of you are moving your chopsticks."

They had all started eating on their side.

Not a single person from the Song Family had moved their chopsticks.

Madam Song rolled her eyes secretly: "We can’t eat at all!"

Jiang Nanshu stood up and walked towards their table.

Before anyone could react, she picked up the table and flipped it.

All the dishes on the table fell to the ground, creating a complete mess.

Song Kexia screamed and ran away.

The rest of them were shaken.

Jiang Nanshu clapped her hands, licked her lips, and revealed an innocently sweet smile: "Then none of you should eat, I wouldn’t want you to feel uncomfortable during the meal."

She called out to her brothers with a beaming smile: "Eat up, quick! The food will get cold and it won’t taste as good."

The Jiang Family: "..."

They all picked up their chopsticks and started eating eagerly.