She figured that when she went to stake out Lu Qingyan today, she would have to keep pestering him and get him to call off the wedding, which would probably earn her a few more points of Disgust Value.
Great, another day of striving hard for the one billion.
She strutted with vigor and pride.
Not even bothering to attend her own classes, she went straight to the bushes outside the Finance Department to wait for him.
She flipped through the phone, where the original owner had planned the perfect strategy.
Step one, wrap her arms around Brother Qingyan's waist.
Step two, kiss Brother Qingyan's lips.
Step three, have little monkeys with Brother Qingyan.
Impetuous! Far too impetuous!
But suddenly, she was excited.
Lu Qingyan hated being touched by others, and besides his Bai Yueguang, no other female could get close to him. The original owner hadn't even touched a piece of Lu Qingyan's clothes in three years, gaining attention only by jumping up and down.
So, to make Lu Qingyan wish he could personally stab her, she would start from this aspect.
At that moment, the bell rang, and classes at the Finance Department ended.
Jiang Nanshu spotted Jiang Yunchuan at a glance. His fiery red hair fluttered about as he followed a girl with a pure-looking face, who gave him a smile that left him disoriented, wishing he could drown in that smile.
This was the goddess that Jiang Yunchuan had been chasing for two years, and had only recently made an official relationship with. Unfortunately, he didn't know that his goddess was a female playgirl, and Jiang Nanshu definitely wasn't going to tell him. She was going to torture him by whispering devilishly in his ear when the time came.
Lu Qingyan soon made his appearance, in a white shirt. The September breeze fluttered by, stirring his hair, his exquisite features exceptional, as pure and cold as the driven snow. His slightly narrow peach blossom eyes softened his detachment, making it seem as if he carried a hint of affection for everyone he looked at.
With looks like that, no wonder the original owner was so bewitched she became idiotic.
The misleading allure of a handsome man.
Jiang Nanshu watched intently as he approached a muddy puddle ahead, which had about a foot of standing water. Calculating the distance, she suddenly burst forth.
"Brother Qingyan~"
Jiang Nanshu ran towards him with large strides, and Lu Qingyan, two steps away from the puddle, stopped in his tracks at the familiar voice, frowning instinctively and hopping twice in frustration.
There were plenty of onlookers, too.
Wherever Jiang Nanshu went, there was never a dull moment. As everyone speculated how far she would be kicked away by Lu Qingyan, they saw her cry out, "Aiya," and tumble heavily into the mud pit.
Flailing and struggling in the mud, she crawled and writhed, rolling and squirming, covering herself completely in yellow mud. Then, with the speed of lightning, she flung herself onto Lu Qingyan, her hands, smeared with mud, gripping his waist tightly.
The onlookers, who were chattering just a second ago, fell silent.
Jiang Nanshu finally got her hug, and indeed, just as she had imagined, he was lean but with smooth muscle lines.
Her hand gently swiped across his waist, feeling profoundly amazed.
[Brother's waist, a life-stealing blade, the fan fiction did not lie to me!]
Lu Qingyan completely exploded, his white complexion flushing with heat, his voice grinding out in fury, "Jiang Nanshu!"
"Ah Yan?"
A beautiful voice mixed with disbelief rang out.
Only then did Lu Qingyan, belatedly realizing the situation, push Jiang Nanshu away.
Looking at his filthy clothes, his eyes dark and indistinct, while the instigator, Jiang Nanshu, showed no intention of self-reflection.
She turned towards the source of the voice.
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