The Heiress Acts Mischievously, But Her Family Can Read Her Mind novel Chapter 32

Chapter 32: Chapter 32 Please don’t say such hurtful words anymore, I’m a sensitive girl on the inside

Chapter 32 -32 Please don’t say such hurtful words anymore, I’m a sensitive girl on the inside

“So many dishes, and not a single one that you like?” Jiang Jingcheng asked.

Jiang Nanshu nodded firmly, “That’s right, absolutely right, I just want to eat chicken feet.”

[Don’t want to be infected, don’t harm me.]

It was a long while before Jiang Jingcheng let out a helpless sigh, his tone unexpectedly carrying a hint of indulgence, “Really can’t deal with you, I’ll join you then.”

Jiang Nanshu: “…”

Cardiac Surgery colleagues: “…”

Picking dishes from different bowls is such rude behavior, hey!!

Wu Guo was somewhat panicked and quickly said, “Doctor Jiang, aren’t you going to stay at this table?”

Jiang Jingcheng held his own bowl and glanced coldly at him, “Do you live by the sea?”

“What?”

“Mind your business.”

Wu Guo: “…”

He, annoyed, forced a smile, “Just asking, suit yourself.”

Seeing Jiang Jingcheng and Jiang Nanshu switch tables.

But he only relaxed after he took the utensils away.

The virus he had smeared on the rim of the bowl, and the fact that the virus could live in the air for at least three days, made it certain that anyone using this bowl to eat would without fail become infected. freewebnøvel.com

The virus was inconspicuous at the start but by the time it manifested, it would be too late to do anything. He really wanted to see how this man would compete with him for the position of the chief physician!

Upon noticing someone reaching for the dish directly in front of Jiang Jingcheng’s former seat, he seemed to accidentally spill some wine into it.

This dish was thus ruined by him.

Then he apologized and suggested they eat something else, he only intended to harm Jiang Jingcheng, if something happened to other colleagues, suspicions would inevitably fall upon him.

Seeing Jiang Jingcheng eating from a bowl at another table, he finally displayed a satisfied smile and began eating with relish.

Jiang Nanshu, having left that table, ate to her heart’s content and upon seeing Jiang Jingcheng eating gracefully.

She mused internally with a click of her tongue [Lucky you, narrowly missed that dish, but the real virus carrier is the bowl in your hands, how tragic.]

There it was again, that look of sympathy tinged with a veiled curiosity.

Jiang Jingcheng put down the bowl and asked, “Finished eating?”

Jiang Nanshu smiled slightly, “Yes, can we go back now?”

“Wait a while, after the leader finishes speaking, I’ll take you back to Campus.”

“Ow.”

The leader’s speech was like an old granny’s foot binding cloth, both smelly and long.

Finally, she endured until eight o’clock and could leave.

Jiang Nanshu dashed ahead, fearful of being late and having to listen to Jiang Jingcheng lecturing about hospital leadership again.

The September breeze was still warm, not yet turning cold.

People were coming and going outside of the Longfeng Hotel.

Jiang Jingcheng walked to the car parked in the exclusive spot outside. Before he could get in, he heard a magnetic voice from behind, “Second Son Jiang.”

Jiang Nanshu turned to look at the newcomer.

The man held a cigarette in his mouth, his black hair neatly combed, dressed in a black shirt with the top button undone at the collarbone, revealing a sexy Adam’s apple.

His countenance was bewitching, matching Jiang Nanshu’s own flamboyant beauty. His slender eyes carried a sharpness and endless flirtatiousness.

He approached Jiang Jingcheng with a voluptuous woman in his arms.