The Heiress Acts Mischievously, But Her Family Can Read Her Mind-Chapter 224: I Love You, Lu Qingyan

Jiang Nanshu shook off her hand, somewhat puzzled, "When did I agree to go to the Song Family to apologize? And to kowtow to them? I can do that if he gets angry and dies."

Mrs. Jiang’s face changed drastically, pointing at Jiang Nanshu’s nose, "How can you be so cold-blooded? They are your relatives, who curses their own family to die?"

"They are not," Jiang Nanshu stated the fact.

Mrs. Jiang, concerned about Song Shizhao’s side, became more aggressive, "I’ve said that Ke Xia and Yichen were just joking, not doing it on purpose. What exactly will it take for you to soften up? I really don’t know who you take after, being so unyielding and stubborn."

Jiang Nanshu actually took it seriously for a moment.

[It should be from my temperamental foster father, a lovable and stubborn old man.]

Mrs. Jiang looked at her incredulously.

Jiang Nanshu smiled lightly, "Mom, you’re being really double-standard. It’s just a joke when they do it to me, but I have to apologize? Unless Song Ke Xia and Song Yichen come to kowtow to me, it’s not happening."

Stimulated, Mrs. Jiang shook off Jiang Nanshu’s hand, "Don’t call me mom! I’m not your mom! I don’t have a daughter who doesn’t understand filial piety!"

"Very well, Ms. Song," Jiang Nanshu switched her address smoothly.

Mrs. Jiang was so infuriated that her eyes turned red, pointing to the door, "Get out! And never set foot in the Jiang Family home again."

Mr. Jiang arrived just in time to hear Mrs. Jiang losing her rationality and shouting these words.

Shock replaced the anxiety in his eyes.

Jiang Nanshu silently gave her one last look.

Then, turned around and took the gem bracelet Jiang Leyi had given her.

She had packed it all into a bag long ago.

[It’s goodbye then, I’ve been kicked out of the family home.]

"Nannan," Mr. Jiang stepped forward to stop her, "Your mom is just speaking in anger, don’t take it seriously."

Jiang Nanshu looked down modestly, "I have to be filial, whatever Ms. Song says goes."

Mrs. Jiang was already regretting it.

Hearing Jiang Nanshu repeatedly say "Ms. Song," she lost her rationality again, "Let her go! I want to see how she manages to live without the Jiang Family!"

Jiang Nanshu walked away without looking back.

Mr. Jiang was beside himself with worry.

He couldn’t help but slap Mrs. Jiang across the face, "Song Shuling! How could you drive your daughter away like this, what kind of mother are you?"

Mrs. Jiang, hand on her hurting face, had been married to Mr. Jiang for nearly thirty years, and it was the first time he had laid a hand on her.

Tears uncontrollably flowed down her cheeks, her lips trembling, unable to utter a single word.

"Call Nannan back now."

"Impossible!"

With Jiang Nanshu not around, Mrs. Jiang let out what was in her heart, "Husband, she is not our daughter, our daughter drowned when she jumped into the river. That’s why after all this time, she still isn’t close to us. If you want me to acknowledge her, she has to go to the Song Family with me."

Mr. Jiang looked at her, disappointment filling his eyes, "Shuling, I have been too indulgent with the Song Family, allowing you to support them for nearly thirty years, leading you to the delusion of not knowing whether you are part of the Jiang Family or the Song Family. Since you married into the Jiang Family, the Song Family is related to you by marriage, but we are your family. Can you distinguish that?"

"Your nieces and nephews have been cursing Nannan in the family chat, and yet your focus is on making her apologize? I really didn’t expect, you’d drive her away and say she’s not your daughter, what kind of mother does that?"

Mrs. Jiang looked coldly at Mr. Jiang, "I know my daughter, what we have here is a wandering ghost out of nowhere. Our real daughter is dead. Even if she could change her destiny by hearing what’s in her heart, what’s the use? It’s probably just compensation to us for her, who led to the original Nannan’s death."

Mr. Jiang turned red with anger, "That’s absurd! You!"

He clutched at his chest, took a moment to calm down, and then threw his hands in the air, "Be careful on your own. As for the matter of Nannan being driven to roam the countryside, I’m already investigating. Song Shuling, I am looking into the Song Family, and if it’s indeed related to them."

Gritting his teeth, Mr. Jiang said, "Either you sever ties with the Song Family, or we divorce!"

Saying that, he left.

Mrs. Jiang’s eyes showed some struggle. How could her own family possibly harm her?

Nannan hadn’t been born yet when the hospital mentioned that they would have a daughter, the Jiang Family was even happier than she was, showing her more care than her own family did.

So she absolutely didn’t believe that her family would switch her daughter, it must have been an accident.

Even if Mr. Jiang was furious, she just took it as him spouting angry words, he wouldn’t really divorce her.

And Jiang Nanshu, she must let her experience hardship in society to appreciate what she had at home.

Now the most important thing was to change the fate of her eldest nephew, she couldn’t let him continue his downward spiral.

Thinking of this, she couldn’t afford to consider too much anymore and hurried to the Song Family with her bag.

During this time,

Jiang Nanshu walked away from the Jiang Family home. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

She blocked every family member’s contact information.

With money on her person, she wasn’t worried about ending up on the streets, but since she didn’t own any property under her name, it seemed she needed to buy a place for herself. She didn’t want to return to the Jiang Family, she felt no sense of belonging there.

Hmm, happiness.

Mrs. Jiang’s Disgust Value for her must have maxed out.

It took half an hour to walk from the villa area to the main road outside.

By the time Jiang Nanshu walked out taking a detour, it was already dark.

She hailed a taxi and went to the nearest hotel to book a room.

After taking a shower, she checked WeChat and found a message from Lu Qingyan asking where she was.

It was now nine o’clock at night.

Holding the room card in her hand, Jiang Nanshu took a photo and sent it to Lu Qingyan, "Dear, come over. I’ve got a room."

She included a location pin.

Lu Qingyan didn’t reply after that.

Jiang Nanshu whispered with a tinge of sarcasm, "You’re not coming? You’re really playing the saint."

Wearing a bathrobe, she sat by the bed, folding her legs as smooth as white jade, engrossed in reading posts online.

About half an hour later,

There was a knock at the hotel room door.

Jiang Nanshu got out of bed barefoot and opened the door, where Lu Qingyan stood outside.

He looked as if he had rushed over from a far distance, his hair tousled by the wind revealing his smooth forehead, chest heaving slightly as if he had been running, his refined, handsome face half-shrouded in shadows.

Lowering his gaze, he could see Jiang Nanshu’s snow-white delicate collarbone and the enticing curves partially hidden from view. Her figure was incredibly well-developed, irresistible.

Jiang Nanshu watched his Adam’s apple move sharply as he swallowed, her smile radiant, she reached out to pull his collar, coaxing him to lean down, "I thought you wouldn’t come. I was actually feeling a bit sad."

"Let me in first," Lu Qingyan said, his voice somewhat gravelly.

Only then did Jiang Nanshu release him, turning as she stepped barefoot onto the carpet, her milky white skin against the grey flooring, like a beautifully carved piece of jade.

"Pretending to be so virtuous."

As Lu Qingyan closed the door, he heard Jiang Nanshu mutter softly.

She knelt in the middle of the bed, her bathrobe loosely draped, beckoning him with a curling finger as if inviting.

Lu Qingyan still couldn’t resist stepping forward, looking down at her, "Jiang Nanshu, your brothers are going crazy looking for you."

Jiang Nanshu nonchalantly raised an eyebrow, reaching out again to pull him, making him fall onto the bed. She seated herself atop him.

"What does it matter what they do? From now on, I only want Ah Yan."

She bent down and kissed his lips gently, her glamorous eyes filled with tender love, "From now on, you’ll be the one who loves only me, the family member that solely dotes on me. I love you, Lu Qingyan."