Chapter 143: Chapter 143: Turns Out Love Really Can Relieve Pain! Chapter 143: Chapter 143: Turns Out Love Really Can Relieve Pain! Jiang Nanshu looked at him as if she had seen a ghost.
“You didn’t come here to scare me after fighting with Su Ran, did you? Let go!”
She was so scared that she moved back and shook off Lu Qingyan’s hand.
Then she remembered her persona and grasped his hand back, her eyes slightly red and pitiful, “It hurts so much, but with Brother Qingyan’s concern, I feel like my wounds could heal on their own. Love really can relieve pain!”
Lu Qingyan: “…”
He calmly withdrew his hand and stood up.
“Can’t you act normal for once?”
Jiang Nanshu widened her eyes, tears nearly falling as she clutched her chest, looking at him with great sadness, “Wuu wuu wuu, if I were normal, I wouldn’t be suffering from depression due to unrequited love. I thought you cared about me because you had started to like me, I thought I had finally seen the clouds open and the moon brighten, but it was all just my imagination.”
She mocked herself, turning her face aside in a melancholic gaze at the sky, “I shouldn’t be so presumptuous. I should’ve known that expressing intense love would just make you dislike me. What am I? A split end in your hair, the foam that drains away in the washing machine, or your option E?”
“I heard the cafeteria changed its chef, so what should I eat for lunch? Chestnut pork feet, beggar’s chicken, braised ribs, seafood soup, a bottle of ‘Happy Fat House Water,’ and two bowls of rice, hehe, yummy~”
“Eh? Why haven’t I disgusted you away yet? My neck is getting sore from looking up.”
Jiang Nanshu slowly turned her head, her eyes brimming with tears as she questioned, “Say something!”
“What if I said, I don’t dislike you anymore? What then?”
Hearing his cold voice, Jiang Nanshu felt as if thunder had struck on a clear day.
“Although I haven’t often done good deeds in my life, you don’t have to sentence me to death, right? Oh my god!”
“If you not disliking me is worse than killing me, I might as well die now.”
Seeing Jiang Nanshu’s eyes turning redder, Lu Qingyan truly didn’t understand why her mission required everyone to dislike her.
She steadied her mind, unable to return to her original world, Jiang Nanshu felt she could go mad.
She took a deep breath, staring at him intently, “Say it again, I’m so happy, I didn’t hear clearly.”
In this way, it seemed as long as Lu Qingyan dared to say he didn’t dislike her.
She could leap at him and strangle him.
That would be…
Quite absurd.
Finally, Lu Qingyan changed the topic, his gaze turning cold, “Just kidding. Don’t say that kind of thing again, you know I don’t like it.”
Jiang Nanshu felt the frustration in her chest not easing.
“Is it that I’m not doing enough? I’ve been trying so hard to maintain this persona, or has something else gone wrong? Why has everyone become so strange?”
“Then why did you come to find me?” Jiang Nanshu asked.
“The plot doesn’t have you running to the broadcasting department’s classroom to find me, don’t add your own scenes and break the rules!”
Plot?
Lu Qingyan’s gaze darkened slightly, indeed, he needed to get closer to Jiang Nanshu—all his doubts, or perhaps Jiang Nanshu’s identity, could be clarified.
So, he took out his phone, clicked on a message, and put it in front of her, “Something big happened, your parents went to the hospital to handle it, they asked me to calm you down, they were worried you’d be scared, that’s why they sent me.”
Jiang Nanshu flicked her finger on it a couple of times.
Seeing the flashy selfie of Mr. Jiang, she twitched the corner of her mouth.
That indeed was the old man’s WeChat, who had sent a message to Lu Qingyan twenty minutes ago.
Because Jiang Yunchuan had gone to the Jiang Group.
They couldn’t come, so they had no choice but to ask Lu Qingyan, her fiancé in name, to comfort her.
So did Lu Qingyan come to visit her reluctantly, on Mr. Jiang’s account?
Although still puzzled, it had resolved the doubts in Jiang Nanshu’s heart.
[“So that’s how it is… I almost thought this plot had crashed into the Pacific. Thankfully, it’s still salvageable.”]
Jiang Nanshu’s dark eyes were bright and clear, “It’s all my fault for causing trouble for my family. I’m just an unlikeable disaster. All of this is because of my unsatisfied heart. I desperately wanted to push Su Ran out of your world. I did a lot of wrong things and even made Cheng An hate me.”
She looked up with slightly pursed red lips and gently knitted brows, forming a tiny wrinkle on her forehead. Her apricot eyes drooped innocently below, possessing a face so aggressive yet somehow eliciting sympathy and a protective urge, while the red tear mole at the corner of her eyes dramatically enhanced her radiant appearance.
Even among celebrities known for their striking features, Lu Qingyan couldn’t find anyone more beautiful than Jiang Nanshu.
Whether appearing pitiful or imperiously overbearing, she had a precise way of making hearts tremble.
She slowly lowered her eyelashes, “I am very bad; I hurt people and I don’t regret it. I won’t apologize unless you kick me out of the house. He was the one who provoked me first.”
No matter what the truth of the matter was.
Jiang Nanshu, unscathed, turned Cheng An into such a state.
The Cheng Family would not let her off.
She also didn’t believe her family members, who disliked her from the start, would protect her.
Except for the crazed Jiang Yunchuan dealing with this matter.
She wasn’t worried about the others.
Especially Jiang Zhouye, who probably wished she’d be locked up.
And Mrs. Jiang always frowned upon seeing her, and Mr. Jiang seemed to avoid her too, taking detours whenever they were under the same roof.
Jiang Nanshu’s heart was sorrowful. See, everyone hated her.
She was indeed a successful person.
[“If I were kicked out of the house, how much money should I swindle? Ten million? No… that’s not even enough to buy a precious gemstone. A hundred million? Maybe another precious stone could also be worth a hundred million… a billion! Would they chase me out with a broom?”]
Lu Qingyan: “…”
What in the world was she thinking about every day?
Crying on the outside, heartbroken on the face, but inside, she was calculating how to take money and run.
“There are surveillance cameras. Are you worried they won’t give you justice?”
“…”
Jiang Nanshu paused from her fantasies of sudden wealth, her face in shock.
[“What! There’s surveillance! That’s just great! It should show that I deliberately let Cheng An stab the knife into my leg, right? He only damaged one leg, and I’m about to gain a billion in disinheritance fees. Profitable!”]
Lu Qingyan: “…”
Jiang Nanshu was delighted, her tone indignant, “Thankfully there’s surveillance to restore the whole incident. You don’t know how scared I was when he burst in!”
She really would have been a waste not to enter show business.
Lu Qingyan saw that it was almost time for class.
So, he changed the subject, “I’ll take you to the infirmary to dress your wound; it’s quite deep.”
Jiang Nanshu covered her hand, her face resisting, “No, this is evidence for accusing Cheng An of assault.”
[“Hey, can I swindle another sum from the Cheng family? I’m really too clever.”]
Lu Qingyan: “…”
The more Jiang Nanshu thought about it, the more feasible it seemed because Da Shachun had said, money from this world could be taken with her.
Even NPCs need money to operate; if she doesn’t earn money, what is she doing here? Being constantly humiliated is also very tiresome!