Chapter 2: Chapter 2: He’s called the Prince of the Beijing Circle? Chapter 2: Chapter 2: He’s called the Prince of the Beijing Circle? Jiang Nanshu got excited again, and thinking that the mood was off because she hadn’t wailed dramatically enough, she clung tighter to Lu Qingyan’s thighs. “Don’t give me ten million. Money isn’t worth a single finger of my love for Brother Qingyan!”
However, inside she was nearly laughing hysterically: “Aowhahahahaha, money come, money come, money come! Men go away! Away! Away!”
Lu Qingyan’s gaze was cold and strange as he stared at her tear-streaked, pretty face.
“Um? Why is nobody talking? What’s Lu Qingyan looking at me for? Kick me away already, go off with your Su Ran and double your happiness. The eye drops I just applied are about to dry up, damn!”
“No really, mom, scold me a bit, what’s going on? Is this a monologue? Are they all out of their minds?”
Lu Qingyan’s face darkened, and he moved his foot slightly. Jiang Nanshu, as if shocked by electricity, quickly let go of him and even sprung away by a meter to end up at the feet of Mrs. Jiang and Mr. Jiang.
“Wuwuwu, Dad, Mom, please plead on my behalf, I’ll never again threaten suicide to manipulate Brother Qingyan, I beg him not to leave me.” Jiang Nanshu’s voice was full of faux deep emotion as she conveniently grabbed onto Mrs. Jiang’s thigh.
“Ew, the things I say could make me throw up last night’s dinner, but no, last night was spicy crab, that’s good stuff; can’t waste it.”
Everyone: “…”
Mrs. Jiang was terribly upset, “What’s happening with me? I can hear my own daughter’s thoughts? And late-stage breast cancer? I have regular check-ups, and I’m perfectly healthy.”
She truly wasn’t in the mood to deal with it and stiffly said, “Ask your dad.”
“Ah? Isn’t this just a matter of two words, just reject me and it’s done. I’m calling off this wedding today! Ten million, here I come!”
Jiang Nanshu then turned to Mr. Jiang, her eyes blurry with tears. “Dad, say something good for me!”
Yet Mr. Jiang appeared as if he hadn’t heard her, his mind seemingly far away.
“Today there’s something off with them, after all I’ve said, being so desperately clingy, why don’t they hate me more, berate me harshly? Have you been cutting fish at RT-Mart for ten years, heart colder than the knife used for fish?”
Mr. Jiang’s face was even more rigid; a bead of cold sweat slid down his forehead. “Damn it, this is too weird,” but he had experienced all sorts of situations, so he cleared his throat and eased his expression. “Nanshu, since Qingyan wants to call off the engagement, you should return the wedding invitation to him, he will not treat you unfairly.”
“Nice, that’s exactly what I was waiting for!”
“Wuwuwu.” Jiang Nanshu’s tears flowed even more as she put on a show. “Is there really no way? But I truly can’t bear to let him go. He is my electricity, my light, three-quarters of my life!”
Mr. Jiang couldn’t bear to watch; he grabbed a cup of tea from the table to hide his embarrassment, muttering, “I’ll find someone else for you… The Prince of Jing Circle, we can’t even reach him.”
“No way, no way, he’s called the Prince of Jing Circle? I’m the Jing Circle Sweet Potato, the Yue Circle Noodle King, the Chongqing Circle Hotpot Sister, the Yunnan Circle Bruising Sight; any of these titles are more impressive than his.”
Lu Qingyan’s face was as dark as ink.
“Pluh-Cough-cough-cough.” Mr. Jiang accidentally spat a mouthful of water all over the face of Jiang Yunchuan, who was sitting across from him.
Jiang Yunchuan was so stunned he even forgot to wipe off the water, not sure if he was hallucinating from eating bad mushrooms or if the world had gone mad…
Jiang Nanshu was shocked and stuttered, “Dad, don’t spit water at Fifth Brother for getting angry at me, I’ll return the invitation to him right now.”
Saying so, she took out something she had prepared earlier from her clothing, crumpled and wrinkled.
She stood up, tears in her eyes as she placed it in front of Lu Qingyan. “Brother Qingyan, don’t be so heartless. Even if we break off the engagement, I’ll still cling to you.”
“Hehe, after we break off the engagement, if you can even see my shadow, consider it my loss!”
Lu Qingyan’s gaze suddenly turned deep, his voice still icy. “Besides ten million, is there anything else you want? As long as I can provide it, I will give it to you.”
“Ah?” Jiang Nanshu looked somewhat dumbfounded.
Um? Extra compensation, that’s a nice perk, no, no, calm down, calm down, don’t fall for the enemy’s trap. He’s definitely trying to trick me. What if I ask for tens of millions more and he thinks I’m greedy? In a fit of anger, he might not even give me the ten million, and then I’d be at a complete loss! The only strategy now is to cling to him, disgust him, and quickly get the divorce settlement and leave.
“I don’t want the money, I just want you, can’t we just not get divorced?” Jiang Nanshu said with sincere emotion, her acting on a par with an Oscar-winning actress.
Those crystal tears, stubbornly pursed lips, and unreasonably persistent entanglement—all were part of her plan.
She stealthily sized up Lu Qingyan with eyes half-closed, feeling somewhat regretful. Even cloaked in loose, casual clothes, Lu Qingyan’s perfect physique was hard to hide.
Wow, I’m so envious of Su Ran, she can touch Lu Qingyan’s chest, abs, and biceps every day before falling asleep. I’m not asking for much, I just want to touch his butt.
Several uncontrollable glances directed at Lu Qingyan’s butt resulted in his giving a small yelp as he inadvertently poked a hole through the divorce papers he was holding.
The entire living room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop, as everyone stared blankly at Jiang Nanshu, beads of cold sweat rolling down their cheeks.
“Ha ha ha ha ha ha…” Mr. Jiang suddenly burst into loud laughter, breaking the awkward silence, “Well, it’s noon already, let’s move to the dining room for a bite to eat—cough, let’s have lunch, ha ha ha…”
Jiang Nanshu’s face was full of disbelief.
What’s happening? We’re in the middle of a divorce, what’s this about eating?
“So, about this marriage…” She forcibly steered the conversation back, just waiting for Lu Qingyan to angrily throw a ten-million check in her face.
After a long while, Lu Qingyan gave a cryptic smile. Right in front of Jiang Nanshu, he tore the marriage certificate in two, almost grinding his teeth, “Fine, let’s not divorce.”
“What???”
His expression remained cold and emotionless, “What? You’re not happy?”
Jiang Nanshu felt as sick as if she’d swallowed a fly, struggling to control her facial expression, “I’m so happy, I could cry…”
And this time, she truly did start to cry.
Okay, okay, playing it like this, huh? Is it because he doesn’t want to pay out the ten million that he won’t divorce now? How stingy! Curse it, just you wait, today it might only cost ten million, tomorrow if you want a divorce, I’ll definitely make you pay double!
Lu Qingyan stood up, “I won’t be eating.” He cast a glance at Jiang Nanshu’s sulky face and, with a smile that wasn’t quite a smile, said to Mr. Jiang, “You’ve raised quite the monkey.”
Jiang Nanshu: “…”
You’re the monkey, your whole family are monkeys, all Emei Mountain roguish monkeys!
Lu Qingyan gave her a cold look and left. Mrs. Jiang hurried to the hospital.
Jiang Leyi looked at Jiang Nanshu as if she were some kind of monster and followed, muttering, “Not listening, not listening, the pointless chantings of a fool…”
Jiang Yunchuan glared fiercely at Jiang Nanshu, “She’s really annoying, everything she says is unpleasant, I don’t believe a word!”
He would rather believe that swords could fall from the sky than believe that he had been cuckolded!
Jiang Nanshu was completely lost, unable to make head or tail of the matter.
She genuinely wanted to get divorced.
Then she turned her gaze towards Mr. Jiang, who immediately stood up, “I’m going to the study.”
Within just a minute, the entire living room was deserted.