The Heiress Acts Mischievously, But Her Family Can Read Her Mind-Chapter 226: Nannan, Go Home with Brother

After getting dressed, he turned around and saw Jiang Nanshu staring intently at his... hand.

His hand was resting on the edge of the towel around his lower body.

He raised an eyebrow slightly, "Want to take a look?"

Jiang Nanshu: "..."

"I’m not that kind of person, I respect your privacy," she said with an innocent face, but her body didn’t move an inch, still eagerly watching him.

"Is it obvious how I’m feeling? Even though I don’t want to sleep with you, I’m curious to see if it’s... sizable."

His peach blossom eyes were beautiful and full of emotion as the corners turned downward, appearing gentle and harmless, "You’ve lost your chance. You didn’t appreciate it yesterday, so from now on, it’ll depend on my mood."

Jiang Nanshu: "???"

"Do you think you’re such a catch? Depending on your mood, indeed! I might as well say that if I’m in a bad mood, you can forget about sleeping with me. Hmph, I’m not craving you at all."

Jiang Nanshu puffed up her cheeks in annoyance and turned her head away, "Who cares."

Lu Qingyan smiled, said nothing, and went to the bathroom.

When he came out changed, Jiang Nanshu was also dressed in a fitted long-sleeve shirt and light-colored jeans.

These past few days, Beijing had taken a turn for the colder weather.

Jiang Nanshu couldn’t go out wearing thin dresses anymore.

She was sitting on the bed while Lu Qingyan had finished getting ready, his black hair hanging near his eyes, showing a cool hue.

His white shirt was buttoned meticulously, paired with his cold and indifferent expression, he was the picture of abstinence.

Jiang Nanshu took a glance.

She commented in her mind, "What a hypocrite!"

On the surface, her eyes sparkling with hearts, "Whose boyfriend is this, and why is he so handsome? I like him so much."

Lu Qingyan’s cool expression melted away like snow as he extended a hand to ruffle her fluffy head, his lips curving slightly, "He’s Nannan’s."

"You’re even better at flirting than I am!"

Jiang Nanshu’s cheeks turned slightly red as she looked at him, whispering softly, "I won’t be afraid of pain next time."

Lu Qingyan smiled gently, "There’s no rush, I can wait for you."

"Keep waiting then, this ’pie’ will be enough to satisfy you."

The two walked to the hotel reception.

Jiang Nanshu went to check out.

Afterward, Lu Qingyan asked, "Your brothers have blown up my phone."

Jiang Nanshu didn’t care, "Don’t mind them. I’ve been kicked out of the house; I won’t go back to the Jiang Family ever again."

"Kicked out?" Lu Qingyan repeated the words.

What Jiang Yunchuan told him was that Jiang Nanshu had a conflict with Mrs. Jiang and had run away from home, not that she was "kicked out" as she had said.

She immediately put on a pitiful face, on the verge of tears, "It’s okay, I’m just not loved. Even if my cousins and cousin-brothers scolded me, Ms. Song would only push me to apologize. Brother Qingyan, am I really that bad-tempered? Why don’t they like me? If only I were as exceptional as you, then many people would like me."

Jiang Nanshu was fishing for sympathy and taking the chance to compliment Lu Qingyan, all to increase his good opinion of her.

"Ha, Ms. Song doesn’t want me, but I don’t want them either. Who cares? It doesn’t matter because I’ll be leaving soon anyway."

Lu Qingyan fell silent, extended a hand to lead hers, and headed toward the underground parking lot. "Nannan, you don’t need to please anyone. Those who like you will naturally like you, and no amount of pleasing or acting cute will help with those who dislike you. Do you think people like me because of my excellence?"

"Otherwise?" Jiang Nanshu looked puzzled with her apricot-shaped eyes.

Lu Qingyan was excellent and hardworking, and even though this setting was from the world of a novel, he possessed a strong personal charm. The psychological torment he suffered from childhood did not break him; instead, it made him grow into a towering tree, something not everyone could achieve.

Just like Liang Ciqiu, who was just poorer as a child but was the fiercest fighter in the alley. He clawed his way up through hardships, and the deepest bullying he suffered was the world’s coldness and disdain from others, which led him to develop an inferiority complex and become gloomy and fierce.

But compared to Lu Qingyan.

He had the freedom that Lu Qingyan never had.

Lu Qingyan chuckled lightly, his tone relaxed yet sincere, "Don’t envy me. There are many excellent people in the world, but wealth is what truly moves people’s hearts. People who like me first see my status, then like me as a person. If I were to lose the title of the young master of the Lu Family, lost in the crowd, people would only say I’m excellent, but they wouldn’t rush to flatter me."

"Jeez, you live life with such clarity. So, during these blank three years with Su Ran, you just simply didn’t want to date?"

Lu Qingyan wanted to say that he would never wait for someone who left.

He turned his head and asked with a smile, "So, do you like me for my excellence or my money?"

Jiang Nanshu: "???"

"Waiting here for me, huh? This life or death question... Ordinary people love money, and I am that ordinary person."

She smiled elegantly, sipping her lips, "Of course, I was attracted to your excellent personality. I have always admired people with extensive knowledge since I was young."

Lu Qingyan slightly curled his lips, "I actually hope you like my money."

Jiang Nanshu: "..."

"6, why don’t you play by the rules?"

"Excellence can be defined in many ways. Anyone who shines in their own field is considered excellent, and money is constant."

Liking money, one couldn’t leave him.

He would make a lot of money, so much so that she could spend for generations and still not run out.

These words, Lu Qingyan did not say out loud.

The car had just driven out of the underground parking lot.

When suddenly, someone dashed out.

Lu Qingyan hit the brakes just in time to avoid injuring the person.

Upon closer inspection, it was Jiang Yunchuan with red bloodshot eyes.

Seeing the car stop, he started knocking on the window.

Lu Qingyan rolled down the window, his eyes cold, "If you want to die, go somewhere else. Don’t throw yourself at my car."

Jiang Yunchuan’s eyes were heavily bloodshot, his ragged beard unkept, and it was apparent he had not slept all night.

"I’m sorry, Brother Yan. I won’t block the car again. Please let me see Nannan."

While he mouthed apologetic words to Lu Qingyan, his eyes were glued to Jiang Nanshu, his expression pleading, "Nannan, we’ve been searching for you all night, nearly going mad. Come home with Fifth Brother. What mom said was just said in anger; she couldn’t bear to drive you away."

"She might have wanted to drive me away a long time ago. I just thoroughly angered her this time. If she genuinely wanted me back, she would come to find me herself. If I’m not mistaken, Ms. Song is currently at the Song Family’s home, right?"

Jiang Yunchuan’s face stiffened. Jiang Nanshu’s intuition was right; Mrs. Jiang had spent the entire night at the Song Family, insisting on seeing Song Shizhao.

Song Shizhao, however, was out of town filming commercials, with no time to return. But Mrs. Jiang refused to leave without seeing him, acting almost like she was possessed.

He also thought Mrs. Jiang was crazy. Nannan had already helped her change her fate, yet she didn’t appreciate it at all and even wanted to drive Nannan away.

He thought of the foolish thing he had done three years ago, driving Jiang Nanshu out of the house, almost causing her to freeze to death, and he couldn’t help but cry guiltily, "Nannan, say something, please. Fifth Brother is begging you, don’t go, okay? I will protect you, and no one will be allowed to hurt you."