Yan Yidan, drunk, wasn’t quite herself.
She incessantly complained to Jiang Nanshu, talking about her hardships from childhood up to now, and then about how her life turned upside down after her grandfather died when she was fifteen, with the entire Yan Family falling into the hands of her second uncle.
Her uncle colluded with the Ke Family, which led to the deaths of her parents and grandfather, and then they thought she was ignorant and pushed her to marry into the Lu Family in accordance with her parents’ and grandfather’s wishes.
But she knew everything.
It was just that she had been too weak before, and she needed to build a more powerful backing before she could make those people pay.
Jiang Yunchuan was taken aback and nervously looked around, relieved to find the place quiet, and the owner absorbed with his phone at maximum volume, watching videos.
He hurriedly said, “You should stop talking. If someone with ill intentions hears you, do you want to be hunted down?”
Yan Yidan had already slumped onto the table, drunk; her alcohol tolerance was poor.
Upon hearing that, she propped her head up unsteadily and looked at him, “Would you ever betray me?”
Jiang Yunchuan’s eyes widened as he responded without hesitation, “How could I possibly betray you? I’m worried about you.”
Yan Yidan smiled at him, “See, that’s settled then. You all are my good friends, I like you, and so I trust you, *hic*…” She burped, and then, feeling completely at ease, she laid her head down, “I’m going to sleep now, good night.”
Jiang Yunchuan: “…”
Yan Yidan’s cheeks were flushed red as she lay defenselessly in front of them.
Jiang Yunchuan felt his heart grow strange.
It was a feeling he had never had before.
He shook his head and turned to Jiang Nanshu, “Nannan, what should we do now?”
Jiang Nanshu stared blankly for a few seconds before tilting her head at him, “Huh?”
Jiang Yunchuan: “…”
His sister was drunk too!
It was really a headache for him.
He made a call, “Brother Yan, come quickly. My sister is drunk. You take her home, I need to take Yan Yidan, oh, these two drunkards.”
Ten minutes later, Lu Qingyan appeared.
He saw two people sprawled on the table surrounded by beer bottles everywhere.
He walked over, pinched Jiang Nanshu’s little face to check her condition, and frowned, “How did you come here to drink and let her get this drunk without trying to stop her?”
Jiang Yunchuan felt somewhat speechless, “I did try! She just wouldn’t listen.”
“Nevermind, I’ll carry her back. You take Yan Yidan.”
“Alright.”
Jiang Yunchuan felt reassured handing Jiang Nanshu over to Lu Qingyan.
Then, with one arm supporting Yan Yidan, he simply walked away.
“Please take care of my sister.”
He watched them leave.
Only then did the barbecue stall owner come over with the bill, “Young man, can you settle the bill? It’s 429 yuan total.”
Lu Qingyan, without any cash on him, simply used his phone to scan the QR code and paid.
Then he left carrying Jiang Nanshu on his back.
His car was parked a hundred meters away.
“Lu Qingyan?” Jiang Nanshu regained consciousness on his back, sniffing the scent.
“Heh, I thought you were too drunk to recognize anyone,” Lu Qingyan replied, his voice cold.
Jiang Nanshu rubbed her face against his neck and muttered, “I recognize you, I recognize you. Lu Qingyan, you smell so good.”
Lu Qingyan: “…”
She recognized him by his smell?
Lu Qingyan didn’t want to entertain her.
Jiang Nanshu then asked, “Your birthday is in a few days, do you want any gifts?”
“No,” he answered.
“Hehe, then let me sing you an early birthday song.”
“Why did you celebrate early?”
Jiang Nanshu couldn’t help but burp from the alcohol, wrapping her arms around his neck: “There will be so many people that day, and you won’t be able to find me, so I can only send my blessings to you in advance.”
“Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy… burp, happy birthday to you, wishing you happiness and joy~”
Lu Qingyan found it somewhat amusing and endearing; it wasn’t that Jiang Nanshu’s singing was bad, but rather, when she was drunk, she really was adorable, even singing him a birthday song in advance.
“The best spot by my side will be reserved for you, so I will be able to find you, Nannan.”
Lu Qingyan waited what felt like forever but didn’t get any response from Jiang Nanshu.
He wondered if she had heard him at all.
But it didn’t matter; on the day he hosted his birthday banquet, he would keep her close by his side, effectively announcing that Jiang Nanshu was to be the future Mrs. Lu Qingyan.
This was the first time Lu Qingyan had thought about marriage.
Seeing the marriage between Father Lu and Lu Mother had made him feel disgusted, and he had despised this way of life, hating contact with the opposite sex. But Jiang Nanshu was different.
He couldn’t quite put his finger on what it was about Jiang Nanshu that had drawn him in.
Maybe it was her insincere words at first; he had wanted to see how well she could act.
Later, even knowing she was acting, he still couldn’t help but be drawn to her.
In his eyes, Jiang Nanshu was someone who needed to be loved deeply.
Lu Qingyan felt that falling in love with someone after hearing their inner voice was somewhat unethical. He couldn’t be honest with Jiang Nanshu; he feared that she would hate him and see him as a hypocrite.
He now wished he could no longer hear the voice within Jiang Nanshu’s heart, no longer pry into her thoughts, like a normal person.
Jiang Nanshu curled her lips slightly; she was a bit greedy and held grudges.
Not even the death of Zhou Yanbai from her original world could fully appease her anger.
So, she could only apologize to Lu Qingyan.
She was using him, considering it as repayment for listening into her heart, after which they would be even.
…
The next day.
Early in the morning, Jiang Nanshu went out and bought a bottle of sleeping pills under her own name.
It was something anyone could find out about, completely above-board.
Then she spent half a day grinding the sleeping pills into a powder, to make it easier to dissolve in water.
Ah, it had exhausted her.
Da Shachun: [Host, have you prepared everything?]
Jiang Nanshu: “Can’t you see?”
Da Shachun: […]
It kept a digital face, and Jiang Nanshu suspected it was cursing her inwardly.
Looking at her achievement, Jiang Nanshu was very satisfied: “By doing this, Lu Qingyan’s Disgust Value towards me is inevitable, the Jiang Family will think I’m sick and despise me for not understanding my thought process, and considering the Jiang Family has become what it is now, with me being half at fault, how can there be complete indifference between people? They’re just holding back from saying it.”
Da Shachun went to check Jiang Nanshu’s blackening value again.
Good, still one hundred percent.
[Ah, well, once the task is completed, we will unbind and I’ll be free!] First, Da Shachun sighed, then couldn’t help but cheer with delight.
“Remember to transfer the one billion to my account, as well as my assets in this world…”
Jiang Nanshu suddenly remembered Mrs. Ji’s illness, which needed money to cure.
She pursed her lips and said, “Leave half for Ji Ze, and I’ll take the rest with me.”
“As for the jewels, I won’t sell them, I’ll return them all to Golden Sister.”
She couldn’t take such physical items with her.
Thinking it over, she didn’t actually have much money.
“Forget it, all my money can be left to Ji Ze. I won’t take it with me.”
Da Shachun: [Eh, you’re surprisingly generous.]
Jiang Nanshu lowered her gaze, thinking of the stubborn yet unwilling eyes of the young boy, saying that he would earn money to take her away, and she found it somewhat amusing.
She thought to herself that she could leave whenever she wanted, and no one could trap her.