The Heiress Acts Mischievously, But Her Family Can Read Her Mind novel Chapter 81

Chapter 81: Chapter 81 Sisters are heart-to-heart with you, but you play mind games with sisters

"Ding-a-ling..."

Jiang Nanshu directly bypassed him.

Damn, the second class started!

[Ahhh, this is unlucky, late all morning, don’t deduct my points!]

The next second, Jiang Zhouye grabbed her arm, his usually carefree phoenix eyes now dead still, his voice hoarse, "You agreed to go with me for five million, right?"

Jiang Nanshu: "..."

[Huh? I was just bluffing, are you actually serious? Of course, no one would refuse money. Send it over to check the power.]

She lifted her face with a smile, her voice firm, "Mmhmm, five million, at your beck and call. If you want me to build a ladder to the stage to lift you up, I can carry that too!"

Jiang Zhouye, at a loss for words: "...You don’t have to."

He looked down, took out his phone, his face cringing with pain.

Five million.

He only had five million in his bank book.

This damn girl really knew how to talk, asking for all of his fortune.

Taking a deep breath, for his own future, he went all out!

The next second, Jiang Nanshu’s phone vibrated, a message popping up: [Account number 62XXXX... transferred five million to you.]

Jiang Nanshu rubbed her phone screen with her thumb, tearfully looking at the long string of digits in her account.

[Money is so easy to earn, why should I still go to class! If I accompany him to two concerts, couldn’t I make ten million? I hit the jackpot, I’m like a koi descending from heaven.]

Jiang Zhouye: "..."

His mouth twitched.

Thinking of earning another five million from him the second time?

Dream on!

Next week he was going to drag out the person behind all this!

"You took the money, don’t stand me up," Jiang Zhouye reminded her again.

Jiang Nanshu nodded, "Don’t worry, I would skip class just to go through this with you."

She made it sound like going to hell, but it wasn’t that exaggerated.

"...Next Saturday, and you guys don’t have class anyway."

Jiang Nanshu’s eyes flickered with disappointment.

[Alas, I still have to attend class, damn it, my plan to skip class failed!]

"Then I’m going to class. Otherwise, the teacher will call my dad later, saying I’ve gone missing," said Jiang Nanshu as she left.

Jiang Zhouye felt the Flower Tea in his pocket, thought for a moment, and still took it out, "Here, drink this. It can soothe your throat."

Jiang Nanshu glanced at it: "..."

[Damn kid, trying to poison me like this.]

"..."

Jiang Zhouye added unnaturally, "I bought this myself, the ingredients are safe. I’ve been drinking it recently, and it works well."

Looking at him with a suddenly sympathetic face, Jiang Nanshu said, "Fourth Brother, thank you so much for thinking of me, but how can I drink the Flower Tea you need for your throat? You’ll just make me feel guilty until I can’t eat or sleep."

[You definitely need to drink it, isn’t this poison tea meant for you! It really works fast—to get into the ICU. Get lost, get lost!]

Jiang Zhouye was speechless.

He bought this through Jiang Jingcheng, it had no issues at all.

He just wanted to bridge the distance with Jiang Nanshu by bringing this to her.

How could she think of him like that!

He couldn’t help but snicker, his voice cool, "What? You think I’d poison you? You’re that resistant?"

Jiang Nanshu looked innocent, "What are you saying, Fourth Brother? I’m not being disdainful, just keep it and have it yourself. My throat is fine; I could recite a three-thousand-word essay in one breath without a croaky voice."