The Heiress Acts Mischievously, But Her Family Can Read Her Mind-Chapter 249: Disownment Document

Mrs. Jiang’s lips quivered, thinking about Jiang Nanshu’s true feelings. It was she who had suffered from Song Yichen’s bullying before she fought back.

Just about to say something.

Her phone rang.

Seeing it was a call from Madam Song, she didn’t want to answer, but the ringtone nagged at her like a death knell, unsettling her.

She finally answered.

Before she could speak, there came crying from the other end, intermittently, "Shuling, you need to feel sorry for my Chenchen. His leg was dislocated, and his wrist was also misaligned. He won’t be able to lift heavy objects for quite some time and needs a long period of rest. Chenchen’s grades aren’t stellar, and he was counting on winning art competitions to study abroad. This incident is such a setback, wuwuwu, what do you expect him to do now? He’s still unconscious in the hospital bed while your daughter is perfectly fine, standing there. It’s too much bullying, Shuling."

Mrs. Jiang turned pale, knowing her family was at fault, her voice lowered considerably, "Elder sister, I will handle this matter. I will explain everything to Chenchen, rest assured."

She hung up, looked at Jiang Yunchuan with a firm voice, "No matter how aggrieved, we cannot resolve issues with violence. She could have talked to us adults, we would have ensured justice. Why did she have to beat Chenchen like that first?"

She couldn’t help but size up Jiang Nanshu from head to toe, seeing her unharmed, she said while holding her breath, "Look, she’s perfectly fine, isn’t she? Where did she get hurt? Now I even have to go to the Song Family to apologize. Jiang Nanshu, you must come with me to the hospital to apologize to your cousin."

After a long time.

Jiang Nanshu finally laughed, "Ensure justice? That day, two people from the Song Family insulted me in the group. Did you stand up for me then?"

Mrs. Jiang’s face stiffened slightly, her voice grew harsh, "It was just some verbal disagreement, nothing serious. We are all family. If we nitpick over this, how can we maintain relationships?"

"Waiting for you to stand up for justice, I would have long been dead in some unknown corner. Thus, if I don’t settle some scores immediately, I end up infuriated. What if I got breast cancer from holding it in? That would be a real loss," Jiang Nanshu retorted sharply, sparing no one.

Hearing the words "breast cancer," Mrs. Jiang went pale.

She was almost visiting the hospital for checks every week now, to intervene early if any issue arose. Thankfully, nothing serious had cropped up.

Mrs. Jiang felt a bit of pain in her heart.

Her memory was filled with the image of Jiang Nanshu from these past three years.

Though she was a bit naive, she prevailed with her tolerance, not as aggressive as the person in front of her. At that time, although she didn’t get along with Jiang Leyi, she was amiable and sought to please others. But this person, who had been here barely two months, had thrown everyone’s lives into chaos.

The Jiang and Song families never had any disputes before.

"Why do you have to exist? Does everyone have to cater to your comfort? You monopolize another’s life and mess up their relationships. Why do you have to be so malicious?" Mrs. Jiang couldn’t hold back anymore.

She wondered why her previous daughter hadn’t come back yet.

The formerly peaceful relationship Jiang Nanshu had with the Song Family was now in shambles because of this person. When she came back and saw this, would she blame her mother for not realizing she was dealing with an imposter?

After all, her affection for Jiang Leyi had once driven the original Jiang Nanshu into a frenzy. If she kept indulging this imposter, if the real one came back, wouldn’t she refuse to forgive her mother?

Monopolizing another’s life?

Jiang Nanshu’s face suddenly turned pale.

Some connections were being made in her mind, but a crucial piece was missing. Jiang Nanshu couldn’t find the answer.

For a moment,

She felt utterly exposed in front of them, as if everyone knew she was an outsider.

She stared intently at Mrs. Jiang, "Whose life have I monopolized?"

"You..."

"Mom!" Jiang Yunchuan suddenly spoke up, looking even worse than Jiang Nanshu, "Enough."

"Yunchuan..." Mrs. Jiang was startled, her intended words blocked in her throat.

"It’s enough, let’s not talk about this anymore," he said, his face dark and frightening.

Mrs. Jiang’s mind cleared a bit.

She had almost, just barely, revealed that Jiang Nanshu was an imposter.

Jiang Yunchuan feared that if Nanshu knew the truth, he would never forgive their family.

And Mrs. Jiang felt relieved, as long as the truth wasn’t exposed, she could help change the fate of the Song Family; if the Jiang Family went bankrupt, how could the Song Family, tied by blood to the Jiangs, escape?

They would surely follow the path of the Jiang Family.

"If you think I’ve usurped Jiang Leyi’s life, I’ll step back, I won’t compete with her," Jiang Nanshu pulled out the prepared disownment papers from his bag, "Sign these, and henceforth, we will walk separate paths as strangers."

[What was she trying to say just now? It’s all Fifth Brother’s fault for interrupting! I’ll stay away from Ms. Song, I don’t want to get involved in this affluent circle. She is wholeheartedly working for the Song Family, unaware that they have long been eyeing the Jiang Family assets. I’ll just wait and watch the Jiang Family fall. If Ms. Song knew the Song Family was also stirring the pot, would she regret it to her core?]

[Did eldest brother finish the Yan Mountain project yet? I’m dying of anxiety...]

Mrs. Jiang’s eyes widened in shock.

She stood rooted to the spot, speechless.

Jiang Nanshu frowned slightly.

[What’s with her expression? She can’t accept the disownment papers I handed her, can she?]

Mrs. Jiang didn’t take them, her mind a tangled mess.

One moment she was fantasizing about Chu Xin marrying into the Jiang Family after her death, with her family unhesitatingly supporting her.

The next, she believed more in the picture of a loving big family where, even after marrying out for over thirty years, she still had her place in the Song Family, with parental love, sibling affection, and even the nieces and nephews being filial - clearly a harmonious big family.

She believed more in the side closer to bliss.

"Screech!"

The sound of a tire scraping the ground rang sharp.

It immediately caught Nanshu’s attention.

A person dismounted from a black motorbike nearby.

She was dressed in a sleek black leather jacket, reached up to remove her black helmet, and shook her disheveled short hair.

Yan Yidan placed her helmet on the motorbike and walked towards Nanshu with a smile restored to its amiable warmth, "Sorry, I’m late."

Nanshu stared at her outfit, stars in his eyes, so cool and suave!

And that motorbike looked great too.

Unlike her usual traditional Republic-era Young Lady attire, this outfit made her appear more rebellious.

It seemed she had rushed from somewhere.

Mrs. Jiang didn’t know Yan Yidan, and seeing her attire so different from the usual young lady, which she disliked, she couldn’t help but frown.

Jiang Yunchuan was also surprised, seeing this side of Yidan for the first time, "Where did you come from?"

Yidan smiled, "It’s a secret."

Seeing that Yunchuan knew her too, and with Yidan looking like a playful tomboy, Mrs. Jiang surveyed her warily, concerned she might be a poor girl trying to cling to her son.

Although she usually didn’t meddle in Yunchuan’s social life, his marriage was only to be aligned with the daughters of prominent families.

Her frown deepened, her expression growing stern, "Yunchuan, you cannot associate with people of questionable character in society."