Pretending to Cultivate in Kindergarten-Chapter 126: The Sisters’ Battlefield

Jiang Qian's car passed right by the taxi Lin Zhengran was in.

Naturally, Lin Zhengran noticed the familiar car, and Jiang Qian also caught a glimpse of a figure in the taxi, her expression shifting slightly.

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The taxi disappeared into the distance, and the Rolls-Royce came to a stop.

Jiang Jingshi curled her red lips into a smirk, crossed her arms, and curiously observed Jiang Qian and Fang Meng as they stepped out of the car.

Jiang Qian's gaze was icy as she approached her older sister, exuding an imposing aura. But while Jiang Jingshi was gentle in demeanor, her own presence was just as formidable.

She spoke in an almost deliberately tender voice, "Qianqian? What brings you here so late at night? Taking a drive with Xiaomeng?"

Jiang Qian frowned slightly, scanning her surroundings until her gaze landed on a pet shop. The lights were off, but the door was open.

She clenched her fists—her sister had clearly just been inside meeting Lin Zhengran.

Such a hidden spot, yet she still managed to think of it.

The two sisters locked eyes, an invisible current crackling between them. The air was thick with tension, neither willing to back down.

Meanwhile, Fang Meng at the back had already resigned herself to the situation.

Standing there, she pulled a carrot from her pocket and took a crisp bite.

Munch, munch. Just another show to watch.

Her mission for the day was already complete. And honestly, the rivalry between the eldest and second miss had been ongoing since childhood—nothing new.

Jiang Qian: "You knew who he was all along, didn't you? That's why you deliberately kept me from coming."

Jiang Jingshi gazed at her sister with feigned innocence. "I don’t know what my dear little sister is talking about. And what do you mean by 'deliberately keeping you from coming'? I don’t understand."

"Still playing dumb? I’m talking about the childhood engagement!"

"Oh, that." Jiang Jingshi finally acknowledged it with a casual tone. "I didn’t know who he was before. I only found out on the night Grandpa arrived. And today was important for me, so of course, I couldn’t let anyone interrupt."

Jiang Qian's eyes locked onto hers. "Important?"

"Of course. It was a date between a man and a woman."

From the back, Fang Meng quietly interjected, "I can vouch for that. The eldest miss really only found out Lin Zhengran was the guy on the night Grandpa arrived."

Jiang Qian refuted, "But he’s my classmate! We agreed as kids that no matter what, we wouldn’t interfere in each other’s lives or the people around us. You broke the rules!"

Jiang Jingshi laughed.

"Qianqian, we did say that, but don’t you think that sounds a little ridiculous? Sure, I only found out the guy was Lin Zhengran that night, but we both knew for a long time that the childhood engagement was with a high school student."

She let out a huff. "And honestly, your argument is weak. Lin Zhengran is my fiancé. You came to me today, interrupting my date with my fiancé. Isn't that also interfering in my personal life? You broke the rules too."

"What did you just say?! I interfered with your personal life?"

"Didn’t you?" Jiang Jingshi said sweetly. "And I can say it again. And a third time. Qianqian, you interrupted my date! You got in the way of my time with my fiancé!"

Fang Meng, watching from the sidelines, knew that Jiang Qian was at a natural disadvantage in this argument. This time, the eldest miss had the stronger reasoning, whereas Jiang Qian…

Jiang Qian: "Since when did Lin Zhengran become your fiancé?!"

Jiang Jingshi answered matter-of-factly, "Of course, he's mine. Who else would he belong to? He was always mine, even years ago. Maybe some unexpected circumstances let you meddle back then, but so what? That night, I asked you twice if you wanted to return him to me, and both times, you agreed."

"But I didn’t know it was Lin Zhengran!"

"Now you're just being unreasonable. That night, you chose not to look. And even if you had known, what difference would it have made? Would you have refused? Don’t you always say at home that you don’t like him?"

Jiang Qian knew she was running out of ground to stand on. "What about you? Do you even like Lin Zhengran? You don’t even know him! If you don’t like him, then this date was unnecessary. You’re not going to be together, so what’s the point of meeting? A phone call would’ve sufficed!"

"But he’s Grandpa’s old war buddy’s grandson. A phone call would’ve been disrespectful. Just like you—at first, you didn’t meet him either, but you didn’t settle for just a call, did you? And now you expect me to?" Jiang Jingshi smirked. "Qianqian, you’re getting flustered."

Before Jiang Qian could speak, Jiang Jingshi added, "Besides, who said I don’t like Lin Zhengran? Who said I don’t know him? I know him. I like him. In fact, I like him a lot. I’ve already decided to be with him. I’ve decided to marry him. What are you going to do about it?"

"Jiang Jingshi, what did you just say?!" Jiang Qian couldn’t believe her sister would be so direct. "Do you even believe what you’re saying?!"

"Qianqian, I’m saying it, and I mean it. Why wouldn’t I believe it? I really like him. And one day, I’ll have a baby with him. Our child will call you Aunt Qian. If it’s a girl, we’ll name her Lin Shishi."

"Over my dead body! I won’t let you be with him!"

Jiang Jingshi laughed mockingly. "And what do you think your opposition is worth? What are you going to do? Not come to the wedding? Fine, I’ll just send you a recording of it afterward."

Jiang Qian clenched her fists, her teeth grinding as she glared at her sister. Jiang Jingshi, arms crossed, met her gaze with equal intensity.

Their foreheads were nearly touching.

Jiang Qian: "Jiang Jingshi, you’ve always taken things from me since we were kids. This isn’t the first time. But I’m warning you—anything else, fine. But Lin Zhengran? Don’t even think about it!"

"You talk like he belongs to you. Qianqian, I usually let you have your way because I have a good temper. But do you really think I’ll back down this time? Do you think I’m afraid of you?"

The air crackled with tension.

"You let me have my way?"

"Of course. How many times have I taken care of you since we were little?"

"Oh, you mean how you’ve always caused me trouble, stolen my things, and made sure you were always one step ahead of me?"

"Please. I’ve looked out for you plenty too. Remember all the times I took the blame for you when you got in trouble as a kid?"

"Took the blame? Like when you shattered Dad’s antique vase worth millions? Wasn’t it because you threw something at me, and I dodged? You were the real culprit."

"Well, why did you dodge? And why did I throw it? Because you were eating my snacks!"

"Your snacks? Dad bought those. When did they become yours?"

"Dad bought them for me! I liked them!"

"Ridiculous! Dad started buying those before you were even born!"

Fang Meng, still munching on her carrot, listened to their nonsense argument and sighed.

After a full thirty minutes, their fight came to a temporary halt, though both remained unwilling to back down.

Jiang Qian, still fuming, tried to put an end to it. "Fine, you met him tonight. But from now on, stay away from Lin Zhengran. The engagement is over."

Jiang Jingshi: "Says who?"

Jiang Qian: "Then what do you—"

She suddenly stopped mid-sentence, stepping closer.

Her eyes narrowed as she wiped a faintly smudged spot on Jiang Jingshi’s lipstick. "Why is your lipstick so light… as if…"

Jiang Jingshi’s face flushed. "As if it got smudged on something? You’re right. My lipstick rubbed off on my fiancé’s shoulder when he hugged me just now."

Jiang Qian’s eyes widened in shock. "Hug—" She clenched her jaw. "Jiang Jingshi!"