Chapter 227: Chapter 227: Are You Jealous?
Jiang Nanshu sighed, sadness evident in his eyes, “Fifth Brother, I know you have changed your opinion of me a lot, and you truly want to protect me, but as for the matter with the Song Family, I might have some differences with Ms. Song, let’s both calm down for a while before discussing it.”
Jiang Yunchuan wiped away his tears, his voice a bit muffled, “Alright… then you must come home, I will speak to mom about it properly, Nannan, we are waiting for you to come home.”
“Come home… Is the Jiang Family really my home? You might all not know that I am no longer the original Jiang Nanshu, your dear sister already died long ago, I am just an outsider who came here from an otherworldly place, to complete a task and then leave this world.”
Jiang Yunchuan was filled with shock.
Although he had known for a while that his sister had changed a lot, he never expected that the soul inside her body had completely been replaced!
What otherworldly, leaving this world.
These unfamiliar terms were shaking his entire worldview.
He had never encountered something so fantastical in all his life.
Lu Qingyan honked the horn, Jiang Yunchuan stepped back, and then heard Lu Qingyan say, “We can talk about whatever it is next time, I’ll take her away first, remember to make things clear to your other brothers.”
He heard Jiang Nanshu’s heartfelt words without any reaction, he was determined that it was this soul that mattered, whether she was Jiang Nanshu or Ji Nanshu, she could only belong to him.
Jiang Yunchuan watched the car drive away, his heart feeling somewhat complicated.
In truth, he had vaguely guessed it but just hadn’t expected her to come from an otherworldly place.
It took him a long time to let go and come to terms with it.
He only recognized her as his sister, anyone else wasn’t related to him.
In the car.
“I want to buy a house, Brother Qingyan, can you help me find a good location? Can you?”
Jiang Nanshu was not familiar with Beijing and wanted to buy a house to live in, so as to prevent the possibility of being kicked out and only having a hotel to stay in, she had enough money in hand to buy a villa in a better location.
Lu Qingyan thought about it and said to Jiang Nanshu, “Hmm, I know a place that is selling at a low price, do you want it?”
“Where is it?”
“Yunni District, near Nanshan District.”
He pulled out his phone with one hand, unlocked it, and then tossed it to Jiang Nanshu, “Inside are pictures of the mansion, the owner is selling it for five million at a low price.”
Jiang Nanshu stared at the mansion that was likely worth tens of millions and to sell it for only five million?!
She held back for a long time before asking, “Why? Did someone die in this house? Why sell it so cheaply?”
“No, the owner of the house simply doesn’t want it anymore, do you want it?”
“I do, I do, I do!”
She wasn’t about to pass up such a bargain, even if there were ghosts inside, she was determined to live there!
“Alright, I will send you the owner’s card number when the time comes, transfer the money to this card.”
Jiang Nanshu: “…”
“Buddy, aren’t you a little too familiar with this business? It’s like it’s your own house.”
“How do you have the owner’s card number?!”
“He’s my friend, the whole family is emigrating abroad, and they asked me to help with the sale of the house, it just so happens that you are in need, so I told you about it, I’ll take you to see the house, it’s ready to move in with just your bags.”
When Jiang Nanshu left, she brought along a bag of jewels and some change of clothes; the rest was still at the Jiang Family’s.
The car stopped at Emperor’s Garden, an area known for its wealth and status, although compared to the Jiang Family’s property, it was somewhat inferior.
The Lu Family’s Half Mountain Villa is unique within all of Beijing, as they had directly purchased the entire mountain.
They built a mansion worth one billion on the mountainside.
What Lu Qingyan introduced to Jiang Nanshu was an independent villa in Emperor’s Garden, with two floors and a glass greenhouse on the top floor, occupying more than five hundred square meters, including a courtyard garden. It was more than enough for Jiang Nanshu to live in by herself. There were also many neighboring apartments around the villa, so there were plenty of neighbors. Plus, there was a big supermarket just a ten-minute walk away that was very convenient.
Overall, Jiang Nanshu was very satisfied.
Lu Qingyan used his fingerprint to open the door.
“You really trust your friend to even leave a fingerprint for you.”
He turned his head and saw Jiang Nanshu’s eyes filled with curiosity, looking at him.
Lu Qingyan cleared his throat lightly and explained, “My friend left in a hurry to immigrate, so they asked me to sell the place on their behalf. That’s why I’ve been here a few times. Keys are too much of a hassle, so I recorded my fingerprint.”
Jiang Nanshu smiled slightly showing her understanding, “You really are a good person. Your friend is lucky to have met you in this life.”
Lu Qingyan: “…”
He looked around. He had arranged for regular cleaning of the villa, so it was very clean.
After settling Jiang Nanshu in, he handed her the keys: “Get whatever you need from the supermarket. This is the key. You can also record your fingerprint for convenience. I have to go to the police station; I haven’t finished dealing with yesterday’s incident.”
“Police station? Is it about Liang Ciqiu’s matter? Are your family members asking you to bail him out?”
Lu Qingyan’s lips held a faint smile, “No, and you’re not allowed to mention him.”
Jiang Nanshu: “…”
“You’re jealous? Tsk, I never knew you could be so petty.”
She was understanding, “Go ahead, I can be by myself.”
Lu Qingyan’s gaze lowered to her rosy cheeks, her bright, sparkling eyes. He leaned down and planted a very light kiss on her lips: “Call me if you need anything.”
Jiang Nanshu, seemingly shy, pushed him out the door, her cheeks flushed, “I got it, I got it, now off you go.”
Only then did Lu Qingyan leave.
This time at the police station, not only did he not intend to bail Liang Ciqiu out, but he was also going to ensure he was put behind bars.
Murder demands retribution; he hoped the Cheng family had enough backbone not to settle.
Jiang Nanshu looked around her new surroundings, ordered some autumn clothes on her phone, called for some takeout, and then lay on the couch to scroll through Weibo.
She then found that Su Ran had made it hot on the searches.
This hot search had still ranked in the top three until now.
The cause was a rich second-generation guy at Li Yun Mansion who found the entanglement between Su Ran, President Jiang, and Mr. Bo interesting yesterday. But he only took a side photo of Su Ran, captioned: “Cinderella who stumbled into high society. Sadly, she didn’t win the prince’s favor.”
The original intent was to mock the gold-digging women who aim high above their station. There were others with Su Ran’s looks in the entertainment industry, each ready to lower themselves even more and be obedient.
For a woman like her who offended two big shots at once, she was an anomaly in their circle.
What he didn’t expect was that Su Ran was also from the entertainment circle.
Once the photo was posted, many bystanders recognized her.
Furthermore, one would need to be rich or noble to enter a place like Li Yun Mansion—it was not an easy access location for a budding actress like Su Ran.
Su Ran’s untainted fairy-like public image crumbled overnight.
Many netizens speculated whether she had taken on a Golden Master.
Before this matter was clarified, someone released photos of Su Ran being beaten up in the hospital and then images of Madam Cheng collapsed and bleeding heavily on the ground.
Public opinion shifted from “latching onto a Golden Master” to “Su Ran is a murderer.”