The Heiress Acts Mischievously, But Her Family Can Read Her Mind novel Chapter 52

Chapter 52: Chapter 52: Are You Satisfied With Me Like This?

Chapter 52 -52: Are You Satisfied With Me Like This?

Jiang Zhouye: “…”

[**”I just love watching you want to hit me but not being able to.”**]

Jiang Nanshu walked around and approached the wardrobe, “Zhou Ye, your bathroom is locked, so I won’t invade your privacy. I’ll look for a clean towel in the wardrobe to wipe your sweat.”

“!!!”

“Wait a second!”

Jiang Nanshu paused, holding the wardrobe handle: “…”

He turned his head only to see Jiang Zhouye’s face turning red, his veins on the neck bulging. He seemed to struggle to rise but was too weak, truly afraid that Jiang Nanshu would actually go ahead and open it—he stared blankly upward, weakly said, “Don’t open it… I’ve got some underwear in there that hasn’t been washed for days…”

[**”How presumptuous of you! Whew, that was close; it could have been an eye-stinging moment. Wow, never thought you were this kind of person. No wonder you got poisoned; it must be because you’re usually so slovenly. Who could room with someone who doesn’t flush the toilet!”**]

Jiang Zhouye was left speechless, now deeply contemplating why he hadn’t taken the medicine earlier.

He had fallen asleep; what did anything outside have to do with him anymore?

If the three of them were discovered, what did it matter to him if Jiang Nanshu’s feelings were hurt?

Alas… He was a misunderstood man indeed.

Jiang Nanshu released the wardrobe handle and tenderly said to the hopeless Jiang Zhouye, “Alright then, Zhou Ye, you rest; I’m leaving.”

Jiang Zhouye fell silent.

Jiang Nanshu, feeling thoroughly satisfied, walked out and closed the door.

Nanshu discovered two of his closely guarded secrets; she had to silence her now or risk everything.

It wasn’t until a full five minutes passed, making sure Jiang Nanshu was really gone,

The three of them finally sneaked out.

They awkwardly glanced at Jiang Zhouye lying on the bed with a defeated expression, struggling to breathe,… His reputation, his unyielding persona, all gone…

In a raspy voice, he murmured, “Are you satisfied seeing me like this?”

The three of them: “…”

Jiang Yunchuan scratched his head, God knows he almost screamed in fright when Jiang Nanshu was about to come in, cowering in the corner, trembling.

He coughed and said reluctantly, “Zhou Ye, it’s okay, I’ll testify for you that you do flush the toilet.”

Jiang Zhouye’s face turned pale, “Do I also have to sing to you, ‘Thank you, because of you, the four seasons are warm’? Do you think you’re being funny? Day doesn’t understand the darkness of night.”

Jiang Yunchuan: “…”

Going insane, how did it even come up to this?

But it started because of him; if he had hidden somewhere else, maybe this tragedy wouldn’t have happened. So he decisively shut up and sneaky glanced outside, slipping away to his own room across.

Mr. Jiang saw his fourth son enraged, comprehending his grievances.

He couldn’t help but sigh and promised, “I’ll also vouch for you. You wash your underwear every day; you are a clean kid.”

Jiang Zhouye felt like he might pass out right then.

He didn’t want to talk anymore.

Mr. Jiang left too.

Mrs. Jiang hesitated, glanced at the wardrobe, and whispered softly, “Don’t leave them overnight, you must wash them the same day.”

He was successfully sent off by them.

The group quietly left.

Nanshu, in her room, grabbed a pair of binoculars and noticed the diamond was still there!

And it was glinting hidden in the lawn.

It was a gift from heaven; she had to seize this opportunity.

She then changed into pants more suitable for climbing walls and rushed towards that wall.

As she approached, she realized it was a high wall made of shrubbery, a shade of green that was pleasant to the eyes.

Jiang Nanshu tied her hair with an elastic band, her black hair cloud-like with slightly curled ends, exposing a section of her delicate white neck, looking up to judge the height, there were no objects nearby to climb, would moving a ladder over here make her too conspicuous?

She was looking down to see if there was any hole she could squeeze through when, through the wall, she heard the sound of a child crying and sneezing.

The child was mumbling pitifully, “It’s so sad…such a tragedy” — words that could bring anyone to tears.

Perfectly at that spot, there was a small gap between the tree branches.

A four-year-old child in light blue dungarees, adorable as fine porcelain, was sobbing with tears and snot smeared across his face.

And in front of him was a hole, who knows what was inside, but he continued to cry, pat it, and sneeze incessantly.