The Heiress Acts Mischievously, But Her Family Can Read Her Mind Chapter 97 - 97 97 Is the Whole Jing Circle Looking Forward

Chapter 97: Chapter 97: Is the Whole Jing Circle Looking Forward to His Annulnt? Chapter 97: Chapter 97: Is the Whole Jing Circle Looking Forward to His Annulnt? “Woof woof.”

Little Ha, full and satisfied, wagged his tail and circled Jiang Nanshu.

Jiang Nanshu was instantly chard by the cute white dog.

She squatted down again to pet its head.

The words Lu Qingyan had yet to speak were stuck in his throat; Jiang Nanshu didn’t plan to listen at all.

At the sa ti, Lu Qingyan felt a bit of disappointnt coupled with relief.

The life-saving favor Su Ran had done for him was genuine; without her, Lu Qingyan thought, he would’ve been long dead at seventeen.

30 million was the closure his grandfather had arranged for him.

Lu Qingyan thought of the recent encounters with Su Ran, if he wasn’t mistaken, all orchestrated by her, testing his tolerance limits.

It was ti to make things clear to her…

Everyone should be responsible for their choices.

He walked over and sat down on the sofa, while Shang Xu trotted over with his little short legs to Jiang Nanshu’s side.

As Little Ha circled around him, he couldn’t stop sneezing, his eyes red and swollen.

Jiang Nanshu really feared the little rascal might go into shock from a dog fur allergy, so she chased Little Ha into his kennel, keeping him at a distance. He sniffled his little nose and, watching Jiang Nanshu petting the dog, envy flashed in his eyes: “I wish I could pet him too, but Uncle Butler won’t let .”

“Do you want to pet him?” Jiang Nanshu eyed his puffy face.

Shang Xu’s eyes shone brightly as he nodded his head.

Jiang Nanshu armored him completely, making sure not a single hair could touch him, and lifted her chin slightly, “Go ahead, pet him.”

Shang Xu looked down at the fluffy gloves he was wearing, and the little helt on his head: “…”

Could this work?!

He tentatively touched the dog, and didn’t sneeze.

His eyes lit up.

Courageously, he hugged the dog. Although he couldn’t feel its body warmth through the gloves, he made contact.

He laughed with glee, his grape-like eyes full of admiration for Jiang Nanshu: “Auntie Jiang, you’re amazing.”

Jiang Nanshu: “…”

Is this considered amazing?

She feigned a cough, looking inscrutable, and started bluffing, “This is nothing. No one understands feeding dogs better than .”

Hence, Jiang Nanshu went from talking about feeding dog food, to discussing the precise water temperature for dog baths, and even claid she knew whether the dog wanted to ‘go’ or eat based on how many tis it barked.

In a matter of minutes, Shang Xu went from admiration to awe.

Looking at Jiang Nanshu, his eyes saw her as a deity.

Jiang Nanshu was quite pleased with the effect and concluded with the main point: “Don’t let feed the dog unless it’s critical. I only show up at key monts, Xiao Xu, do you understand?”

Shang Xu nodded, his face earnest, “I get it! When Little Ha takes a bath, I’ll call you.”

Jiang Nanshu: “…”

Is giving a dog a bath a key mont?

She nodded reluctantly: “Okay.”

At least she had managed to trick this little rascal.

Jiang Nanshu didn’t fancy the idea of being perfectly fine at school and then suddenly being called back to feed the dog—it seed absurd just thinking about it!

Shang Xu continued asking, “How big can Little Ha get?”

Jiang Nanshu shrugged nonchalantly, gesturing with her hands, “About the size of a lion.”

Shang Xu believed it.

Lu Qingyan: “…”

Deceiving even children!

Fearing his nephew might be led astray, he intervened, “Not that big. A full-grown Samoyed is about 65–70 centiters long, while an adult male lion’s length starts at two ters at least.”

Shang Xu had no concept of these numbers; they made his head swim. He shook his head and pouted, “I believe Auntie Jiang.”

“Everything she says is right.”

Jiang Nanshu imdiately knocked on Shang Xu’s head, “Don’t call people nas randomly, call sister, or I won’t feed the dog for you.”

Shang Xu blinked his grape-like eyes and ultimately succumbed to Jiang Nanshu’s tyranny, “Sister Nanshu.”

“Such a good boy,” Jiang Nanshu said with a smile, reaching out to ruffle Shang Xu’s little head, turning his soft black hair into a tousled ss.

His fair little face flushed with red, feeling the soft touch against his skin, he whispered, “Sister Nanshu, you can’t touch my head, or I won’t grow taller.”

Lu Qingyan tossed Little Ha into his dog bed, then stripped off everything Shang Xu was wearing. His expression calm, he addressed Jiang Nanshu, “Are you sure you want to be his sister? I’m his younger uncle by rank.”

Jiang Nanshu: “…”

[What does he an? Trying to take advantage of ? Pfft.]

The smile on Lu Qingyan’s face was only halfway there when Shang Xu said earnestly with his milky voice, “Sister Nanshu, my younger uncle is so good, he gave 100,000 yuan as New Year’s gift money.”

Jiang Nanshu: “!!!”

She looked towards Lu Qingyan, her almond-shaped eyes innocent and plain, “Little uncle, if you acknowledge , you can’t avoid giving money.”

[Hilarious, she can’t stump .]

Lu Qingyan: “…”

He burst into laughter out of irritation.

By Jiang Nanshu’s shalessness.

Even after Jiang Nanshu had left, he still hadn’t recovered from her calling him “little uncle”.

Unlike Shang Xu, when Jiang Nanshu called soone, her voice was soft and tender, making him itch with desire.

A tug at the hem of his clothes, Lu Qingyan looked down to see Shang Xu looking up at him, his voice sweet and sticky, “Little uncle, when are you going to call off the engagent?”

Lu Qingyan: “?”

What now?

Was the whole Beijing Circle looking forward to his broken engagent?

“You needed sothing?” his voice was cold.

Shang Xu twiddled his thumbs, looking embarrassed, his whole little body awkward, his milky voice stuttering, “It’s just, if you don’t like Sister Nanshu, then give her to maybe.”

“???”

Shang Xu clenched his little fists, psyching himself up, “When I grow up, I’ll marry Sister Nanshu.”

His eyes glead with sly innocence, “I’m of the sa generation as Sister Nanshu, we can get married, little uncle, you step aside.”

Lu Qingyan was at a loss for words, looking at Shang Xu, this four-year-old with hair barely grown out, thinking about marriage already.

He said expressionlessly, “Forget it. She won’t agree. Go to sleep!”

Shang Xu: “…”

It’s only eight o’clock, why should he sleep now?

But not wanting to anger little uncle, he obediently went.

When he had the ti, he’d go ask Sister Nanshu if she’d like to marry him~

…

The following day.

Jiang Nanshu was awoken by a series of knocks on the door

She half-opened her eyes and looked at the tightly shut door, lying sprawled on the bed, “Co in, the door’s not locked.”

The door opened, and Jiang Nanshu saw the visitor, imdiately becoming alert.

[Sob, isn’t this my biggest Golden Master… ah, no, dear fake sister? I’m unforgivable for letting you open the door yourself!]

Jiang Leyi: “…”

She looked at Jiang Nanshu, her hair a ss from sleep, no expression on her face, but her inner thoughts were bustling.

[What do you want? Why are you here? Are you bringing another gemstone? It probably isn’t right to accept more—I’ve already betrayed the actions of a vicious female character twice for money! I definitely cannot submit this ti, I have to scold her into submission! Create a huge fuss and drive her out of the house? Forget it, for the sake of the gemstone, I’ll leave myself. Sister, you can stay at ho while I roam, sob!]

In just a few seconds.

Jiang Nanshu had played out an entire drama in her mind.

Seeing Jiang Leyi with a wooden expression.

Jiang Nanshu sneered, her tone arrogant, her persona couldn’t be off-character, “What are you doing here! You have one minute, get to the point.”