The Heiress Acts Mischievously, But Her Family Can Read Her Mind Chapter 264: 264: Loving It

Chapter 264: Chapter 264: Loving It

“Host…”

Da Shachun’s voice rang in her mind.

Jiang Nanshu just realized that she had spaced out to the point where her phone screen had turned off.

She ca back to her senses, gathered her thoughts, sowhat distractedly, “Hmm? What’s up?”

Da Shachun: “…”

How could it be anything else but because of Jiang Nanshu?

The Emotion Value that had originally risen to five had suddenly dropped to zero, giving it quite a fright.

But fortunately, it quickly returned to normal and even rose to ten points.

It cleared its chanical throat, “This world has no connection to the world you’re from, so the Zhou Yanxu in this world is not the Zhou Yanxu you know.”

Jiang Nanshu chuckled, “Then how do you explain that the two people are identical in personality and family circumstances?”

Da Shachun: “That’s just another version of him in a parallel universe… Look at you, you have the sa na and appearance as in your original world, no difference there, right? Our transmigration binding also prioritizes choosing a body most compatible with your magnetic field.”

Jiang Nanshu’s laughter turned cold, “It’s not the sa, this Jiang Nanshu here, is much happier than I am.”

Da Shachun: “…”

It tried to console Jiang Nanshu, “Happiness also depends on creating it for yourself, doesn’t it?”

“I don’t have the leisure for that,” Jiang Nanshu responded casually, her eyelids drooping.

Da Shachun: “…”

“People cannot be resurrected from death, Host, don’t be sad, my heart aches for you, whimpering.”

“I’m not sad,” Jiang Nanshu said scornfully, “I’m just lanting that I must have violated so heavenly law in my past life to be suffering like this now.”

Da Shachun: “But aren’t your family good to you? Look at all the bad things you’ve done, and they don’t bla you.”

“Heh, don’t you claim to know everything about ? Then do you know that they might have heard everything in my heart?”

Da Shachun: “???”

“How could that be possible! Host, are you mistaken? How could there still be such a huge bug?”

Jiang Nanshu’s radiant face was indifferent, “Trying it out is the only way to know.”

Da Shachun: “…”

“Let’s eat,” Lu Qingyan’s cool voice sounded.

Jiang Nanshu tossed the system to the back of her mind, her face instantly breaking into a warm smile as she trotted to the table, licking the corner of her mouth, “It slls so good, Brother Qingyan, I want to eat your cooking for a lifeti.”

She sat at the dining table, and Lu Qingyan brought a bowl of rice to her, his limpid peach blossom eyes smiling tenderly, “Mhm, I’ll cook for you for a lifeti.”

“Ah, I’m in love, I’m even more fond of n who can cook! Maybe I’ll just settle for him and not kick him out.”

Lu Qingyan’s lips curved slightly, his smile growing even softer.

Jiang Nanshu sipped her chicken soup, contentedly licking her lips and reached out with her chopsticks to grab a pipa shrimp for Lu Qingyan, asking, “By the way, where’s Xuxu? How’s your cousin dealing with the dostic abuse situation? Did they get a divorce?”

Lu Qingyan, sleeves elegantly rolled up, thodically peeled the shrimp that Jiang Nanshu had tossed into his bowl and replied dispassionately, “Xuxu is in the villa next door. They handled the dostic violence issue privately, they didn’t divorce, she didn’t want to lose custody of Xuxu.”

“Oh,” Jiang Nanshu acknowledged, “So will she still be hit?”

“My grandfather knows about the matter now, unless Shang Chi doesn’t want to live anymore. Moreover, my mother is still in the stage of health examination, she doesn’t have ti to train Xuxu, he’s safe. These days, we’ve been looking for kindergartens for him.”

Jiang Nanshu nodded, “Well, that’s good then.”

Lu Qingyan placed the peeled shrimp into Jiang Nanshu’s bowl.

Jiang Nanshu’s eyes curved into a smile, “I want you to feed .”

Lu Qingyan could only bring the shrimp to her mouth with his chopsticks, she bit into it with an “aowu,” her cheeks puffing out.

Mumbling unclearly, she exclaid, “Mmm, it’s so good, I can’t even describe it with words.”

Jiang Nanshu’s praise may have been over the top, but it truly provided him with a wealth of emotional value.

He felt very satisfied in his heart.

Evening.

Lu Qingyan was about to leave.

Jiang Nanshu clung to his waist, “Ah Yan, stay with for the night, please? I’m afraid of the dark when I’m alone, and I can’t sleep at night.”

She blinked her innocent apricot eyes, her face the epito of vulnerability.

Lu Qingyan looked at her with a smile that was not quite a smile, “Who was it that carried a big wrench next door and beat soone up? Who was it that crippled her cousin at Mingde Middle School? Do you know her?”

Jiang Nanshu: “…”

[Oh no! If only I’d kept up the act! Don’t n just love fragile, clingy won who seem easy to bully? Oh dear, what should I do now? If he stops liking , who can I cry to?]

She bit her lip, clutching his clothes, refusing to let go, “I was just too angry. My strength gets a bit greater than usual, and those big guys don’t exercise, so they went down easily, but you’re different.”

She extended her hand and felt his well-defined abs through the fabric.

“You’re much tougher than they are.”

Lu Qingyan felt a burning warmth throughout his body and reached out to still her wandering hand, “I still have official business to take care of…”

Jiang Nanshu imdiately let go of him, “Then go. And don’t bother coming back, let’s break up!”

[As if I’m desperate for you. I’ll find soone who’s willing to accompany to bed. I wonder if Duan Huaiyu has ti, I have to talk to him about sothing anyway…]

Lu Qingyan grabbed Jiang Nanshu’s wrist.

eting her reddened eyes, he sighed with a bit of helplessness, “Didn’t you want to sleep? Do you still want to stay or not?”

Only then did Jiang Nanshu break into a smile through her tears, coquettishly wrapping herself around him, “I do.”

Lu Qingyan felt inward sorrow.

His wife was young, only nineteen years old…

He had reservations about going to bed with her.

It would surely be a torturous night.

Because Jiang Nanshu was restless in her sleep, constantly rubbing against him.

For a healthy man like him, if this situation persists without resolution, he would eventually beco depressed.

Half asleep, half awake,

He was roused by the quarrel next door.

Jiang Nanshu opened her eyes groggily, grumbling, “This is so annoying, why is it starting again? Didn’t you say you wouldn’t fight?”

But this ti, the crying and shouting of won and children had turned into the screams and pleas of n.

Lu Qingyan embraced Jiang Nanshu, covering her ears with his hands, and soothingly kissed her forehead, “Sleep, it’s okay, it will be quiet soon.”

Maybe it was his pleasant scent or his gentle voice,

Jiang Nanshu quickly fell back asleep.

When she awoke again, Lu Qingyan was gone.

As usual, he left a warm breakfast on the table.

Jiang Nanshu checked the ti—it was ten in the morning.

She reached for her cellphone on the nightstand and called Director Wen.

“Director Wen, has the the song for the TV series been decided yet?”

“Not yet, we’re still choosing,” replied Director Wen.

Jiang Nanshu yawned, “I have a recomndation for you. He writes great lyrics and music and has a very distinctive singing voice, but he’s still a newcor. If you’re willing to give him a chance, I’ll ask him to give it a try at your place.”

Director Wen agreed joyfully, “Sure, since you’re recomnding him, I’ll take a look. I’ll send you the address in a bit, and you can tell him to co over. By the way, the shooting of my drama is scheduled to start at the beginning of November, and the crew will be in Port City. You should co too.”