The Heiress Acts Mischievously, But Her Family Can Read Her Mind-Chapter 95: Leave Room for Discussion, so We Can Meet Amicably in the Future

Chapter 95: Chapter 95: Leave Room for Discussion, so We Can Meet Amicably in the Future

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: "..."

She’s overacting.

Why has it suddenly switched to the tragedy channel?

Jiang Hemian put down the fruit knife, a smile of interest on his face, "Brother Yan will find you someone better, ten or eight for you to choose from, and lying on a handsome guy’s abs—let’s forget about him, okay?"

Jiang Nanshu: "..."

She stared blankly at Jiang Hemian, who had barged into the conversation.

He even raised his eyebrows at her suggestively, his eyes gleaming with mischief.

[Not... you’ve tuned into the wrong channel! How am I supposed to respond to that!]

[Although... I really do want it, cough, that’s a bit too carnal, stay calm!]

She smacked her lips, stammering, "This... this isn’t right, the whole Beijing Circle knows that I only love Brother Qingyan... let’s talk about this some other time, Brother Yan."

Leave room in your words, so you can meet again with ease—a principle Jiang Nanshu lives by.

Hey, you can’t trap yourself with your own words.

Jiang Hemian smiled meaningfully, "You hesitated."

Jiang Nanshu: "..."

[If you can’t speak properly, then shut your mouth. From now on, I won’t say another word.]

"My sincerity can be witnessed by the sun and the moon, I shall not speak further," she said earnestly, irritation in her voice.

[With my love-crazed, foolish girl image, which man would actually fall for me?]

Lu Qingyan’s gaze swept across her radiant face.

She used to be quite repulsive.

Lu Qingyan couldn’t help but wonder, if he couldn’t hear Jiang Nanshu’s inner voice, would he be swayed?

The answer was no.

He hated being pestered or pestering others.

He had always been rational; the only irrational thing was not calling off the engagement with Jiang Nanshu, and that on seeing those intimate photos, he came to the Jiang Family.

What was he here for?

Even he didn’t know.

He didn’t know if he was angry or not; Jiang Nanshu was his fiancée, and she sure knew how to infuriate people.

Taking a deep breath, he suppressed the irritation in his heart.

"My toy, little uncle, help me get it back, burrrp, get fatty for me," Shang Xu pouted, his chubby cheeks streaked with tears, long black eyelashes dotted with teardrops.

Lu Qingyan sighed softly and stroked his dark hair, "Xiao Xu, let’s go home first, little uncle will find it for you."

"I don’t want to." Shang Xu turned to look at Jiang Nanshu, his gaze falling on her purse, his little stubby hand pointing, "My toy is in her bag."

Everyone: "..."

Jiang Nanshu: "..."

Her almond-shaped eyes wide, she stood in place as if she was being punished.

[How did this little brat guess? Is it that obvious? I’m doomed, doomed, doomed...]

Everyone: "..."6.

Jiang Nanshu gave Shang Xu a smile, "What if it’s not there?"

Shang Xu looked blankly at Jiang Nanshu.

He didn’t know why his little uncle didn’t like his little auntie.

But!

In his eyes, the little auntie was as beautiful as a Little Fairy.

But he wouldn’t say it; the TV series with the big children told him successful people must keep a poker face!

Shang Xu kept a straight face, his grape-like eyes glancing left and right, but he dared not look at Jiang Nanshu, sniffling a little, "If it’s not there, I don’t want it anymore, but if it is..."

He lowered his head to look at the dog a meter away from him, his eyes brimming with tears, "Then you have to come and help me take care of Little Ha."

Jiang Nanshu followed his gaze to the dog.

The Samoyed looked up with a clear and foolish "Arwoo" sound.

Jiang Nanshu’s mouth twitched, she agreed, "No problem."

[I can’t possibly take care of a dog, but I nabbed a diamond for free, smart as I am, did you really think I carried such a big bag as a target? Heh, silly child.]