Uncle?
Lu Qingyan?!
The baby had already wrapped his arms around Lu Qingyan’s legs, tears welling up in his red-rimmed eyes as he sobbed and hiccupped, his little stubby finger pointing at Jiang Nanshu: "It’s her, hic, bullying children."
Lu Qingyan followed the direction of his pointing and saw Jiang Nanshu.
[So we’re tattling now, are we!]
She cleared her throat lightly, her expression feigning innocence but lacking confidence, "I really didn’t do it... My third brother can vouch for me, right, brother?"
Jiang Hemian: "..."
Not at all.
He chose silence.
[Great, a real piece of work, abandoning even your sister at a critical moment, and you still want to live in peace with me? I’m going to smash your hand with a cup and break your bones later.]
Jiang Hemian’s brows twitched.
His hand suddenly started to hurt again.
For the first time in his life, he went against his conscience and responded, "I believe her..."
[Ah, that’s more like it.]
Lu Qingyan: "..."
He looked down at the little dough ball at his feet and gently wiped the tears from his cheeks, his tone very tender, "Xiao Xu, what happened?"
Shang Xu sniffled and whimpered, his grape-like eyes still brimming with tears, his words milky but clear: "She took away my toy, the one you gave to me, I cherished it so much."
[Ha, even the little brats know how to lie now! If it was so precious, why would you throw it out the window late at night?! If it hadn’t been so shiny and caught my eye, tempting me to sin, why would I have picked it up? Plus, I gave you the entire night and the next morning to reclaim it. How could I bear to let something precious stay outside in the sun and rain, I simply can’t do that!]
Lu Qingyan: "..."
So you did take it?
Jiang Nanshu now just wanted to get rid of the annoying brat. Throwing it over the wall and right back, she looked appropriately distressed: "Being falsely accused feels terrible, and besides, I’m going to be your auntie in the future, why would I bully you? Tell you what, go back and wait, and search again, it must still be hiding in the lawn."
Falsely accused? Distressed?
Jiang Hemian: "..."
Jiang Yunchuan: "..."
Lu Qingyan: "..."
She was the least eligible to say that here.
And Xiao Xu’s grape-like eyes opened wide as he spoke candidly, "Uncle, is she the little auntie you hate the most?"
Jiang Nanshu looked at Lu Qingyan, narrowing her eyes slightly.
[Very good, the news spread so much that even the little brat knows. For Grandpa Lu’s one billion, I’ll tolerate you for three months, then immediately call off the engagement with no room for negotiation!]
Lu Qingyan’s expression did not change, as he tapped Xiao Xu’s little head with a finger, his voice turning cold, "Don’t talk nonsense."
Jiang Yunchuan looked at Lu Qingyan with a pitiful gaze.
Thank goodness he couldn’t hear.
Otherwise, knowing how much Jiang Nanshu despised him, he would probably be very upset.
At the same time, he truly realized.
His sister really didn’t like Lu Qingyan anymore.
He was somewhat melancholic.
The Jiang Nanshu who once claimed she would die without him, seemed to have had her brainwashed clean of love by jumping into a river.
Jiang Hemian was also a bit surprised.
He had heard a bit about his sister and the Lu Family Crown Prince’s affair but never thought it would escalate to the point of calling off the engagement.
And it seemed like it was the Lu family that was temporarily holding back from breaking off the engagement.
Now, the previously hysterical Jiang Nanshu because of love seemed quite agreeable in his eyes.
Jiang Nanshu lowered her eyelashes, her tone wistful, "An unloved me, what am I still holding on for, Grandpa Lu, even if you gave him three years, he wouldn’t love me, I feel like a thief, stealing this fleeting happiness."
Jiang Yunchuan: "..."
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