Chapter 298: Chapter 298: Preparing to Head to Port City
Chu Muxi changed into fresh clothes and looked at Jiang Nanshu proudly.
She followed him eagerly, “Mom, I’m here.”
The villa returned to calm.
Mr. Jiang finally put the newspaper down on the table, having pretended to read it for half an hour, finally seeing off the visitors. He almost couldn’t help but scold Mrs. Jiang in front of the children.
But he still needed to save face, he sighed, “Nannan, just consider what your mom said as farting, never take it to heart.”
Jiang Nanshu smiled widely, “No worries, I’m easy-going.”
[In fact, I’ve never taken her words to heart. Otherwise, I would have been angered to death long ago without any pause. I wouldn’t stop her from leaving; let her suffer.]
Mr. Jiang: “…”
[I really want to see if she can make something out of herself in the Song Family with that impostor!]
Jiang Yunchuan: “…”
His feelings were extremely complicated.
Because his mother’s background had also become complicated.
He wondered if his mother was really not the biological daughter of Old Sir Song, as she was never good to them since childhood and didn’t like them.
Song Yichen at least could enjoy the happiness of being doted on by Old Sir Song.
But as for them, Old Sir Song wouldn’t even hug them.
It was utterly incomprehensible.
If Mrs. Jiang didn’t look like Old Madam Song, it would be really suspicious.
Jiang Nanshu peeled a fruit and considerately gave half to Mr. Jiang, “Dad, starting next week, please arrange a half-month leave for me.”
Mr. Jiang became instantly cautious due to his daughter’s comforting gesture, “What are you planning to do? Nannan, you are only in your first year of college, it’s not good to take leaves often.”
“I need to go to Port City.” She frowned, “If it weren’t for helping Jiang Leyi join the crew, I would never have agreed to Director Wen to be the martial arts instructor for half a month. It’s all Jiang Leyi’s fault! So dad, since I’ve already agreed, if I don’t go, my sister might not be able to stay in the crew because of what I said.”
Mr. Jiang: “…”
That seemed to be the case.
He also understood that Jiang Leyi was at a crucial stage, and it was not easy for her to get this kind of opportunity at such a young age.
Not all directors in the entertainment industry take on newcomers.
Although the Jiang Family’s resources could allow her to reach the pinnacle immediately upon debut, Jiang Leyi did not need that. She wanted to struggle on her own, like his fourth son, not relying on the family, she too could make her own way in the entertainment industry.
It was not Old Sir Song’s disregard and so-called strict education that cultivated their character.
Rather, it was their own self-improvement, understanding of restraint, and goal-oriented living that made them who they are today.
He did not want to restrict the development of his children; they could do whatever they liked, whether it was business, becoming a doctor, or a researcher, as long as they were happy and shone in their favorite fields, they would be the excellent individuals they were.
And now Jiang Nanshu had also found his own direction.
Mr. Jiang sighed, reached out to touch Jiang Nanshu’s fluffy hair, and advised lovingly, “Go if you want to, but let me be upfront, don’t neglect your studies. If you can’t graduate, don’t come crying to me.”
Jiang Nanshu glanced at him and muttered, “I won’t cry.”
So, her trip to Port City was settled.
That weekend, Jiang Nanshu simply mentioned it to Lu Qingyan.
Because Lu Qingyan was very busy, Jiang Nanshu didn’t know exactly what he was busy with.
But it was likely he was busy competing with Liang Ciqiu.
After all, Liang Ciqiu was one of the antagonists in the book creating obstacles for Lu Qingyan, and he wouldn’t have gotten this far without some skill.
Jiang Nanshu didn’t care about Lu Qingyan’s life, instead she cooed over the phone, “Brother Qingyan, can you go to Port City with me tomorrow? I’m bored being alone.”
After finishing, Jiang Nanshu realized that there seemed to be more than just Lu Qingyan on the other end, but many voices, all speaking English.
Lu Qingyan said in English, “Let’s pause the meeting.”
Then he replied to Jiang Nanshu, “I might be busy these next few days. How about in a few days?”
Jiang Nanshu felt somewhat disappointed, her voice languid, “Okay, are you in a meeting?”
“Yes, an international conference. It’s all foreigners, discussing partnerships. I’ve been trying to take over the company these days, but grandfather says I’m too inexperienced and not yet qualified,” Lu Qingyan explained to Jiang Nanshu in detail.
They chatted every day, but saw each other less frequently.
Holding her phone, Jiang Nanshu grumbled, “You make me feel like I’m in a long-distance relationship with you, I barely see you at all.”
Lu Qingyan breathed lightly and after a long pause, he asked softly, “Do you miss me?”
Jiang Nanshu’s tone brightened as she naturally responded, “Of course, I miss you. I want to see you, hug you, kiss you. I want to be with you every day.”
He let out a pleased chuckle, his voice tender and lingering, “I miss you too. It’ll get better after a while. Once I turn twenty-one, grandfather will officially hand over the management rights to me.”
“Sigh, alright then, I’ll wait for you.”
“How was your trip home yesterday? Did… your mom give you a hard time?”
Jiang Nanshu was lying on her bed, the light rain outside tapping against the floor-to-ceiling windows, blurring the world outside.
She pouted, “It was so-so. I feel deceived. She said she would treat me well, but then she brought back another ‘daughter’ who repeatedly claimed she was the real Jiang Nanshu and I was fake. Ah Yan, if you meet her in the future, will you believe her or me?”
“I believe you.”
Lu Qingyan’s response was without any hesitation.
“I only believe you, Nannan.”
Jiang Nanshu faintly smiled, “Thank you for your trust; I love you.”
After a few mushy words, Jiang Nanshu sat on her bed, staring at the rain for half an hour.
Then she walked to her desk, looking at the spread-out documents.
[The Zhou family’s second son, Zhou Yanbai, forcefully returns to inherit the Zhou Family, becoming the man in charge.]
[Zhou Yanbai inherits his brother’s trillions in assets, instantly becoming the richest man in Port City.]
[Zhou Yanbai’s fiancée suspected to appear?]
There were no pictures, just the name Zhou Yanbai.
“Zhou Yanbai…” Jiang Nanshu murmured.
She shredded the documents on the table, the wind from the balcony blew in, and the white fragments gently fell to the floor.
Jiang Nanshu stepped on them, grinding them ferociously with her bare feet.
Her eyes couldn’t hide the malevolence.
“This name is as annoying as ever, uncontrollably making me want to tear you to pieces.”
She took a deep breath, telling herself to calm down.
Maybe the two worlds aren’t the same person; he doesn’t have the memories from another world, and in this world, he hasn’t met her, so the Zhou Yanbai from the original world is the one who hurt her.
This is what Jiang Nanshu told herself.
But looking at that face familiar to the bone, he was a perverted devil.
Taking pleasure in tormenting others, she didn’t know if this world’s Zhou Yanbai would change; if not…
She grabbed a dagger from the table and fiercely stabbed into the name Zhou Yanbai.
Then let him die.