Chapter 255: Chapter 255: You Really Don’t Let Me Worry Less
For such insults, Jiang Nanshu didn’t even ripple inside.
In her original world, the life she had after losing Zhou Yanxu couldn’t be described with words.
Zhou Yanxu left her his inheritance, but she was only fifteen years old then.
How was she to survive in a world of jackals and wolves?
Those who used to greet her with smiles now exposed their true nature, hurling extreme verbal abuse at her, berating her for her ignorance and audacity to try protecting that huge fortune.
She had endured imprisonment, broken bones, gunshots, being drugged, and kidnapping. She had fought her way out through layers of danger.
She was an existence everyone feared.
So everyone cursed her as a devil, filthy trash, a byword for not knowing one’s limitations.
The line of people wishing for her death could stretch from the south of Beijing to the north.
She alone could stir up blood and chaos in Beijing.
Jiang Nanshu quietly glanced at Madam Song.
With just one look, Madam Song felt a chill creep from the soles of her feet to the crown of her head, instinctively knowing better than to meet Jiang Nanshu’s gaze.
Then, Jiang Nanshu finally laughed, and the oppressive atmosphere instantly vanished.
She innocently stated the facts, “You say the blood in my bones is dirty, but the blood in my body isn’t just from the Jiang Family. We’ve had a paternity test, Ms. Song.”
“Who is Madam Song implying?”
Madam Song realized she had actually been a bit afraid of Jiang Nanshu!
A feeling of shame and anger crawled out from her bones, making her feel embarrassed.
Now hearing Jiang Nanshu’s provocation, she was so enraged she stomped her foot: “I’m only talking about you; don’t drag others into this.”
Jiang Nanshu smiled sweetly and obediently, “But Ms. Song is not someone else; she is my biological mother, a member of the Song Family…”
Jiang Nanshu pretended to have a sudden realization, covering her red lips in shock: “Auntie, how can you be like this, how can you insult my mother? You clearly don’t consider her family.”
Madam Song’s face immediately changed.
It was refreshing to scold, but she had forgotten, Jiang Nanshu was Mrs. Jiang’s biological daughter. No matter how enjoyable the insult, it would rebound onto Mrs. Jiang.
So she turned to Mrs. Jiang, hastily explaining: “Shuling, I didn’t mean to insult you, I was scolding Jiang Nanshu…”
Seeing Mrs. Jiang’s expression growing increasingly unpleasant.
Madam Song became flustered, “Ah, it’s all her fault; I didn’t mean it like that, Shuling.”
“Mom, it’s alright, no problem. Regarding the matter with Chenchen, let’s sit down and talk it over peacefully. What do you think, Cousin Nanshu?” Song Shizhao spoke up.
His refined and handsome face held a smile that seemed to comfortably bask others as if in a spring breeze.
Befitting the Movie Emperor, his charisma was strong.
“How would you like to discuss? It’s not too much for me, as your older brother, to sit in and listen, is it?”
Jiang Nanshu had not yet gotten a chance to speak.
Jiang Yisen appeared at the doorway.
He was dressed in a neat, custom-tailored suit; his bewitching face wore a smile that didn’t reach his eyes.
In the past, he appeared carefree and cynical, but now there was a hint of cold estrangement.
He seemed like a changed person, with a light but sinister air about his eyes, intimidating to behold.
Mrs. Jiang stood up abruptly, her actions somewhat panicked: “Yisen? Why are you here? Who let you come? I can handle things here; you should go back to the company, the company matters are more important.”
Mrs. Jiang visibly became tense.
Jiang Yisen gave her a glance, quickly shifting his gaze away, the corners of his mouth still smiling: “Now that I’m here, I might as well listen.”
Jiang Yisen sat in the leather chair, legs crossed, and when he looked at Jiang Nanshu, he did so with a smile, teasing her, “Just for your sake, I’ve visited your school three times in the past two months. You really don’t let me have peace of mind.”
Jiang Nanshu: “…”
[Did I want this? There’s always some damned grasshopper jumping before my eyes. What can I do about it? Just squash it, right? The Song Family is so annoying! They just have to provoke me.]
She blinked, and her eyes quickly moistened. Looking down with aggrieved innocence, she said, “I’m sorry, Brother, it’s all because I’m too wilful, causing you trouble. How could I have known that Cousin Yichen was so fragile? I hardly exerted any strength, yet he was already ‘disabled’.”
Mrs. Jiang, worrying that Jiang Nanshu would blurt out something detrimental about the Song Family’s actions towards the Jiang Family, feared that should the two families break ties completely, she wouldn’t be able to mend the relationship even if she stood in the middle.
As long as the incident hadn’t occurred there was still a chance to salvage the situation. But if Jiang Yisen found out, knowing her eldest son’s nature, he would surely nip the danger in the bud.
He wouldn’t care whether the other party was his maternal home or not.
Her heart was troubled for the Jiang Family and also for her own parents’ house. Her gaze flitted towards Jiang Nanshu nervously, then she tried her best to avoid eye contact.
Zhou Yanxu watched Mrs. Jiang’s demeanor, his eyes narrowed slightly, finding it somewhat amusing.
She seemed to dislike her cousin a great deal and yet paid close attention to her.
Even if her cousin stood still without doing anything, it was enough to change her expressions repeatedly.
It was as if… Jiang Nanshu possessed some kind of magnetic pull over her.
Suddenly, Zhou Yanxu found Jiang Nanshu a bit interesting.
Meanwhile, Madam Song, witnessing Jiang Nanshu’s transformation from being utterly aggressive to finding a protector and becoming deceitfully vulnerable, exhibiting an appearance of being bullied, was almost struck with high blood pressure.
She was truly taken aback; this niece of hers reeked of duplicity, a disparity between her outward appearance and inner intentions that angered her greatly.
“You call that not using much force? If you had exerted a bit more, would my son become a paraplegic bedridden for life? I think you didn’t have good intentions. He’s your dear cousin, how could you be so heartless?” As she brought up this point,
Madam Song began to sob again.
Thinking of her son cursing and bemoaning Jiang Nanshu in bed, she felt an intense pain in her heart.
It was just a joke, throwing a bottle at her, and then she retaliates like this.
If it was an accidental stab, Jiang Nanshu would be a murderer.
Jiang Nanshu, with her eyes brimming with tears, looked at Jiang Yisen and approached him for protection, “Big Brother, what should I do?”
Jiang Yisen knew that Jiang Nanshu was playing the pity card, but seeing her like this, he couldn’t help but feel his heart soften.
On one hand was his little sister, and on the other, his mom’s family.
He couldn’t afford to offend either side.
After pondering for a moment, he spoke gravely, “Let’s end this matter here. As compensation, I’ll offer the Song Family a project, and all of Song Yichen’s medical expenses will be borne by the Jiang Family. The two families should have a meal together and make peace.”
“But…”
“I agree,” Zhou Yanxu interrupted what Madam Song was about to say.
He readily accepted the compensation that Jiang Yisen mentioned.
He knew that Madam Song still wanted Jiang Nanshu to personally apologize.
An apology, after all, could not compare to the value of a substantial amount of money.
Securing a project from the Jiang Family, he knew, would be worth at least ten million to start with.
In comparison, an apology seemed insignificant.
If Song Yichen had been hurt even more severely, perhaps the compensation would have been even greater.
Zhou Yanxu felt a little regretful but realized this was as far as he could take advantage of the situation.
Jiang Nanshu saw how easily the issue had been settled with money.
And observing Jiang Yisen’s wealthy and imposing demeanor,
She couldn’t help but make a sarcastic mental note.
[Let’s reconcile then, reconcile more, and when the Jiang Family goes bankrupt and the Songs are hopping on your heads, let’s see if you can still reconcile!]
