Jiang Leyi’s lips were tightly pursed, her eyes lowered to suppress the roaring waves inside.
"How could it be..."
Xie Zimiao was brought in by Chu Muxi?
She recalled when she had first joined the crew; Xie Zimiao had quickly become familiar with her preferences, knowing she liked to eat the century-old soup buns from Beijing, paired with a bowl of thick, sweet soy milk.
So every time he would bring some, claiming he asked his assistant to buy them because he also liked that old brand.
Over time, Jiang Leyi quickly developed a favorable impression of him.
Now, thinking about the details of this matter, how could there be such a coincidence? They were strangers, after all; how could he understand her preferences so precisely?
Unless one of her close friends had divulged something.
In the whole of Beijing, she was closest to Chu Muxi.
They had reached the point where they had no secrets from each other.
But why would Chu Muxi want to harm her? Weren’t they each other’s best friends? Jiang Leyi’s mind was a tangled mess.
"Yiyi?" A gentle female voice rose, carrying a light laugh, "You’re here, why not come in? What are you doing standing at the door?"
Jiang Nanshu lifted her eyes to look; the woman was dressed in a goose-yellow dress, her skin so pale it was almost transparent, with blue veins visible beneath her delicate features. Her small and exquisite face resembled a jade carving, her demeanor gentle and refined. Her long hair was held in place with a hairband of the same color, fresh and vibrant.
She was Chu Muxi.
The hidden female antagonist in the book, locked in a life-and-death struggle with Su Ran.
Her evil scheming was done in the shadows, calculatingly ensnaring everyone around her.
And Jiang Leyi was directly manipulated into becoming a pawn that could bring Chu Muxi benefits.
Even leading to the gruesome end of Jian Hemian.
[What a venomous snake in gentle disguise. Only someone with such deep and immeasurable calculations could exploit a fake sister and cause the death of the third brother.]
Jiang Nanshu couldn’t stop lamenting.
Jian Hemian had exited even earlier than her role as the malicious female antagonist by half a year.
The original character was the last from the Jiang Family to exit the stage.
Perhaps because of her role as the villainess, she was given quite a bit of screen time.
Jiang Leyi’s hands at her side tightened then relaxed as she raised a smile amidst Chu Muxi’s increasingly puzzled gaze, "Just taking my little sister to see around your place, she’s never been here before."
Only then did Chu Muxi turn her attention to Jiang Nanshu.
Jiang Nanshu’s eyes gleamed with visible greed, perfectly portraying the image of a country bumpkin arriving in the city.
She looked at the brightly blooming chrysanthemums outside the villa, pointing to the valuable "Golden Calyx Silver Terrace" variety, "Sister Chu, your flowers are so beautiful. We don’t have them at our place; could you give me one?"
It was Chu Muxi’s first time encountering someone who would ask for gifts upon visiting someone else’s home!
Her smile unchanged, her gaze soft, "Of course, I’ve been friends with Yiyi since childhood, you can take anything you like, Nannan, right? I’ve heard Yiyi mention you a few times, you are indeed as cute as she said."
Jiang Nanshu arched an eyebrow, appearing disdainful of Jiang Leyi, "What good things could she say about me? Hasn’t she been slandering me behind my back?"
Jiang Leyi: "..."
Surprised, Chu Muxi laughed, "No, she said you were cute. Yiyi has always wanted a little sister. She liked you a lot the very first day you arrived and even gave you her favorite teddy bear."
"It’s just that afterwards, she seldom mentioned you again. I thought you two had a falling-out, but seeing you get along like this, it’s good that there’s nothing wrong."
With curved eyebrows and a smile, Jiang Nanshu reached out to link arms with Jiang Leyi, "Did you really compliment me? And not curse me behind my back, words that can’t be repeated?"
Jiang Leyi snorted lightly, not pushing away Jiang Nanshu’s touch, and awkwardly turned her head away, "You think everyone is like you, full of hatred for the world and carrying more grievances than a ghost."
[Hey, my big sister’s blushing. What’s going on?]
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