The Heiress Acts Mischievously, But Her Family Can Read Her Mind novel Chapter 36

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Chapter 36 -36 Why is This Hand So Provoking?

“Slap.”

Jiang Nanshu instinctively backhanded her in return.

The pretty girl’s face turned to the side, revealing a red palm print; the mint candy in her mouth was crushed, slicing her oral mucous membrane, and finally, she spat a mouthful of blood-tinged saliva onto the ground.

Jiang Nanshu looked at her hand in shock; before the pretty girl could speak, she preemptively admitted her fault with a hint of shame, “I’m sorry, I don’t know why, my hand—it has a mind of its own.”

Everyone’s eyes were wide with surprise, as if they hadn’t anticipated Jiang Nanshu would back down so readily.

What a venomous excuse that was.

“Heh,” the pretty girl’s face twisted momentarily, “Jiang Nanshu, you’re asking for death.”

Jiang Nanshu really felt she couldn’t explain herself, why was her hand so eager to act up? After hitting Cheng An, now she had hit another.

It even made her own hand hurt.

But Jiang Nanshu thought that to apologize sincerely was the only way to get forgiveness.

She pushed the girl away, afraid her hand might get any more ideas.

With a serious face and all earnestness, she explained, “Listen to me, it wasn’t my intention to slap you, but rather I’ve had hypersensitive muscular reflex syndrome since I was a child.”

The pretty girl was baffled, “What does that mean?”

Jiang Nanshu was a bit troubled, raising her own hand and finally admitting the truth, “It’s like this, I didn’t want to hit you, but it wanted to slap you.”

They couldn’t believe there was such a shameless person in this world, blaming their own hand for not obeying them after hitting someone.

The pretty girl was so angry she wanted to slap her back.

Jiang Nanshu, with quick eyes, spotted someone passing by and urgently shouted, “Oi!”

The crowd: “…”

It was at that moment the pretty girl stopped her motion, her gaze reluctantly fixed on Jiang Nanshu, while the person passing by was a female Journalism teacher.

She immediately walked over to the pretty girl with a smile, trying to ingratiate herself, “Miss He.”

Her smile cooled when she looked at Jiang Nanshu, “Why aren’t you in class yet? If your dad hadn’t donated several buildings to the school, do you think you could have entered Jing University? Not appreciating this hard-earned opportunity, always skipping classes, causing trouble—you might as well not attend at all, a waste of resources.”

Jiang Nanshu was tired of these lectures, being scorned as a troublemaker who wouldn’t obey didn’t make this one any different.

She rubbed her ears, defiantly saying, “Got it, now off you go and play.”

The female teacher’s face turned red with anger.

The pretty girl, maintaining her elegant and ladylike image since she couldn’t hit Jiang Nanshu, held in her anger and whispered lowly, “You bitch, just you wait.”

Jiang Nanshu directly tattled, “Teacher, she’s threatening me, wants to hit me.”

However, the teacher acted as if she heard nothing, greeted the pretty girl, and left, without even glancing at Xu Xi, who lay on the floor.

The pretty girl sneered with contempt and glanced at the corridor’s surveillance camera, restraining herself.

After everyone had left,

Jiang Nanshu finally looked down at her hand.

Damn it, not just a layer of oil, but also a layer of powder!

How thick must’ve been the foundation she’d slapped off.

Rushing to wash her hands.

Xu Xi stood up, leaning against the wall; she had several footprints on her, but the group was clever enough not to hit her face.

No doubt under her clothes, she was black and blue.

“Thank you,” Xu Xi murmured low.