The Heiress Acts Mischievously, But Her Family Can Read Her Mind novel Chapter 88

Chapter 88: Chapter 88 How Can You Say I’m Overreacting?

The scent of oranges was a refreshing fragrance at the tip of his nose.

Even though it was a very sweet smell, Liang Ciqiu felt it so irritating that the side of his face that had been slapped reddened even more.

His slightly long black hair covered his left eye, and he stared at Jiang Nanshu with eyes as cold as a deep pool, "You dare to slap me?"

He fiercely raised his hand, but looking at Jiang Nanshu’s laughingly beautiful face, he couldn’t bring himself to strike.

Instead, memories of that night rushed into his mind, clinging to him like shadows.

Though Jiang Nanshu hadn’t done anything, she somehow became unforgettable—he could dream of her every night.

His chest rose and fell slightly as he stared at her dead on.

Jiang Nanshu was holding a candy, her red lips curved into a smile, "Don’t have the guts to slap back?"

Liang Ciqiu’s hand stiffened and eventually lowered. He turned away, his hair covering the turbulent emotions in his eyes, "You’re utterly mad and sick, Ranran has not provoked you, why do you humiliate her in front of everyone like this?"

The next second, he was grabbed by the collar by Jiang Nanshu and slammed against the wall.

Another slap met his face.

It was brutally hard.

It made a taste of blood rise in his mouth.

Today, this woman had slapped him twice, and he looked as foreboding as the eve of a violent storm, grinding out his words, his eyes tinged with bloodshot red, "Jiang Nanshu, don’t go too far, do you really think I wouldn’t hit a woman?"

"I am just teaching you what humiliation means, how can you say I went too far?"

Jiang Nanshu stared back at him intrepidly, her almond-shaped eyes dark, "I can help you get into the Lu Family, and I can also leave you with nothing. If you take my money, you become my dog—don’t make me angry."

Liang Ciqiu stared at Jiang Nanshu, incredulous.

How could this woman say such things?

She had slapped him twice without reason, and he hadn’t even said he was about to explode.

And she told him not to make her angry.

Liang Ciqiu felt humiliated, but thinking of how Jiang Nanshu transferred him three hundred thousand yuan the next day, enough for three months.

He was back in the Lu family now; he didn’t need that three hundred thousand.

In the end, he didn’t voice his thoughts, grudgingly he replied, "I get it, but you’re not allowed to bully Ranran anymore."

"You don’t tell me what to do."

Jiang Nanshu released him.

She wiped her hands with a tissue, "You can get out now."

Liang Ciqiu’s face was ugly. Was he really being treated like a dog?

But everything was unstable now, once he secured his footing and gained power in the Lu Family, he would make this vicious woman pay.

He swallowed his towering rage and left, holding back his anger.

"Tsk, what a weakling."

Jiang Nanshu curled her lip.

Her gaze turned toward the pile of Platycodon flowers behind the trash bin.

It seemed Liang Ciqiu could only prove his love for Su Ran in this way.

Too bad the current Su Ran, apart from Lu Qingyan, looked down on everyone else.

Jiang Nanshu took out her phone, zoomed in with the camera for a close-up of the Platycodon flowers, and sent it to Liang Ciqiu, [Ding, you have a new bouquet of trash bin flowers awaiting pickup, if you’re late someone else might take them.]

Liang Ciqiu didn’t reply.

Jiang Nanshu pocketed her phone.

[Damn, slapping hurts my hand, slapping people is physically demanding, next time I should wear gloves.]

Jiang Nanshu blew on the palm of her hand, feeling somewhat distressed—action and reaction are mutual.

As satisfying as it was, it also came with pain.