The Heiress Acts Mischievously, But Her Family Can Read Her Mind-Chapter 119: You Couldn’t Possibly Hear the Words in My Heart, Could You?

Chapter 119: Chapter 119: You Couldn’t Possibly Hear the Words in My Heart, Could You?

A man?

"I wasn’t aware there was a man in my room." Jiang Nanshu looked at him, utterly perplexed.

Now that the facade of a loyal flatterer was no longer viable, she refused to be humble.

So, she forcefully pushed Lu Qingyan against the wall, wearing a face full of indignant humiliation, "Brother Qingyan, do you suspect that I’m with someone else? I only called male models to provoke you, but I overestimated myself. I can’t even make you waver slightly. I agree to call off the engagement, but I can’t bear to break Grandpa Lu’s heart. After chasing you for so long, even a stone would have warmed up; I’m such a failure."

"You don’t like me, so what right do you have to interfere with me? I don’t need you to, go find Su Ran. I promise I won’t bother her anymore. If you go to her, I’ll go to Grandpa Lu and call off our engagement!"

This was the second time Jiang Nanshu had laid hands on him.

Twice in one day.

Yet he wasn’t angry; in fact, he felt this was the personality that Jiang Nanshu should have, not the one that constantly kneeled and tried to please him just to marry into the Lu Family.

She lacked any hint of a gentlewoman’s demeanor.

Even somewhat rebellious, the type Lu Mother least liked in a daughter-in-law.

No wonder Lu Mother had been against it for three years, but Lu Qingyan’s marriage had been set in stone by Young Master Lu.

Lu Qingyan stared at her silently.

The dim yellow light cast a mystical glow, making Jiang Nanshu look like a dusty gem of indescribable beauty.

Blinking her eyes, Jiang Nanshu couldn’t figure out Lu Qingyan’s thoughts.

"After all this, if you can still tolerate it, I really should take you for a mental health check."

He also thought he might need a check.

Otherwise, why could he hear her inner thoughts?

It was like a dream...

Lu Qingyan took a deep breath, stood up straight, ignored Jiang Nanshu’s unreasonable behavior, and instead asked, "Is what you said about calling off our engagement your true feelings? Jiang Nanshu, tell me the truth."

Jiang Nanshu paused, her mind racing. Clinging on desperately seemed futile now—her recent experiences were proof enough.

It even led the original story’s romantic plotline astray to the Pacific.

Weighing the pros and cons, Jiang Nanshu decided to take a bold step.

Her almond-shaped eyes quickly reddened, "Of course it’s true. I hate feeling insecure, I hate living in fear of loss, I hate when the things I care about are at risk of being taken away, I hate being abandoned by someone I rely on the most. If we can’t get married tomorrow, then let’s not contact each other ever again!"

"From the beginning, you should have called off the engagement with me. What were you thinking? You suddenly change your mind and delay my money-making! This isn’t just about seeking love anymore, I’m pushing for a marriage, something that anyone would find unacceptable."

Jiang Nanshu fiercely imagined her five brothers.

Jiang Yisen might flash a grin and sew the mouth shut of a woman pushing for marriage so he wouldn’t have to listen any longer.

Jiang Jingcheng would idly spin his surgical scalpel, coldly educating her on how to meticulously commit an undetectable murder using medical knowledge.

Jian Hemian would methodically dissect artificial body tissues in her presence, then smile afterward and ask, "Still want to get married?"

Zhou Ye’s defiant eyes would laugh coldly: "What status do you have to marry me? Still dreaming? I suggest you drink some herbicide to wake up that brain of yours."

Yun Chuan would keep a stoic face: "Unless you buy my life with a hundred gaming companies, what right do you have?"

Just thinking about it made Jiang Nanshu break out in sweat.

She waited with a mix of restraint and anticipation for Lu Qingyan’s answer.

After a while, he said indifferently, "We can’t get married."

Jiang Nanshu’s eyes lit up, "Then we should just..."

Before she could say the words "cut off contact," he interrupted her.

"I’m not of legal age yet, at least not for another year."

Jiang Nanshu: "..."

[Who’s talking about age, wait... could this guy have taken a liking to me? Otherwise, why would he stubbornly refuse to call off the marriage? I knew it, being too gorgeous is a curse. Is it so wrong to want to make some money and get out of this hellhole?]

Jiang Nanshu felt utterly dejected.

As for Lu Qingyan, his eyelashes trembled lightly, his eyes cast down to hide the shock within...

Jiang Nanshu, is she truly not from this place?

Who is she, and why would she usurp Jiang Nanshu’s body, their actions covertly conflicting with their apparent mission just to gain their disdain?

Is this the "mission" she mentioned earlier in her thoughts?

The notion of possessing a body seemed beyond his understanding, and as a committed materialist, he felt like he was splitting apart...

Jiang Nanshu was not giving up, "Can’t you issue a certificate in advance? I really want to register for marriage tomorrow."

"No," Lu Qingyan’s voice was somewhat stiff.

Jiang Nanshu had an expected look on her face, her eyes filled with despair, "Please leave, I won’t come to you again after this."

[Yes! No need to catch him cheating with Su Ran anymore. I’m not getting enough sleep as it is, let alone have time to catch a cheater in the finance department. Get out quickly, I need to check if my treasures are still there.]

Lu Qingyan gave her a complex glance.

Then he walked into her room.

Jiang Nanshu failed to block him in time and he made his way to the bedside.

[Ahh, my treasures, my babies!]

Lu Qingyan lifted the blanket only to see it was filled with glittering gemstones underneath.

Jiang Nanshu immediately pounced on them, her eyes brimming with tears, protecting them, "What are you trying to do! From the beginning, you’ve been acting odd, refusing to register our marriage, and now you’re flipping my blanket! What do you want to do with my babies!"

Lu Qingyan was at a loss for words. So the "treasures" and "children" Jiang Nanshu spoke of were these gemstones?

"Your children are these things?"

Jiang Nanshu stared at him blankly, "How did you know these are my children? I didn’t tell you."

Lu Qingyan pressed his lips together tightly, "You just said ’treasures’ yourself."

He added, "Because of the way you protect them like a mother guarding her cubs, it’s obvious."

Jiang Nanshu: "..."

[You can’t possibly hear my inner thoughts, right? That would be too terrifying!]

[No, no, that doesn’t seem right...]

She hadn’t spared him from name-calling earlier.

If he could really hear her, he would have turned against her long ago, and the Disgust Value would probably be rising even faster.

[You’re really like a pig, Su Ran came back just to get close to you. The 30 million she took three years ago was for another man’s medical treatment... Oh, this man will come back later to torture both you and Su Ran over and over until you send him packing. You better hurry up with your wife chasing, otherwise, you’ll lose your wife later.]

Lu Qingyan’s expression remained unchanged, his peach blossom eyes softening as he said to Jiang Nanshu, "You change your clothes, I’ll wait for you outside. This presidential suite has a safe. Put all your treasures into it to prevent them from being stolen."

It wasn’t until Lu Qingyan closed the door that Jiang Nanshu showed a trace of doubt. frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓

The comment she’d made earlier was deliberately thought, just to provoke a reaction, but Lu Qingyan didn’t so much as flinch.

In the original story, he chased after Su Ran to the airport, begging her to come back.

If he had known beforehand that her money was for another man, that she left him for someone else, even the calmest individual’s gaze would waver.

Because Jiang Nanshu didn’t believe the male lead in the book didn’t love the female lead, otherwise, why would the story revolve around "mending a broken mirror" to begin with?