Chapter 4: Chapter 4: Brother’s Waist, the Life-Claiming Knife Chapter 4: Chapter 4: Brother’s Waist, the Life-Claiming Knife She figured that when she went to stake out Lu Qingyan today, she would have to keep pestering him and get him to call off the wedding, which would probably earn her a few more points of Disgust Value.
Great, another day of striving hard for the one billion.
She strutted with vigor and pride.
Not even bothering to attend her own classes, she went straight to the bushes outside the Finance Department to wait for him.
She flipped through the phone, where the original owner had planned the perfect strategy.
Step one, wrap her arms around Brother Qingyan’s waist.
Step two, kiss Brother Qingyan’s lips.
Step three, have little monkeys with Brother Qingyan.
Impetuous! Far too impetuous!
But suddenly, she was excited.
Lu Qingyan hated being touched by others, and besides his Bai Yueguang, no other female could get close to him. The original owner hadn’t even touched a piece of Lu Qingyan’s clothes in three years, gaining attention only by jumping up and down.
So, to make Lu Qingyan wish he could personally stab her, she would start from this aspect.
At that moment, the bell rang, and classes at the Finance Department ended.
Jiang Nanshu spotted Jiang Yunchuan at a glance. His fiery red hair fluttered about as he followed a girl with a pure-looking face, who gave him a smile that left him disoriented, wishing he could drown in that smile.
This was the goddess that Jiang Yunchuan had been chasing for two years, and had only recently made an official relationship with. Unfortunately, he didn’t know that his goddess was a female playgirl, and Jiang Nanshu definitely wasn’t going to tell him. She was going to torture him by whispering devilishly in his ear when the time came.
Lu Qingyan soon made his appearance, in a white shirt. The September breeze fluttered by, stirring his hair, his exquisite features exceptional, as pure and cold as the driven snow. His slightly narrow peach blossom eyes softened his detachment, making it seem as if he carried a hint of affection for everyone he looked at.
With looks like that, no wonder the original owner was so bewitched she became idiotic.
The misleading allure of a handsome man.
Jiang Nanshu watched intently as he approached a muddy puddle ahead, which had about a foot of standing water. Calculating the distance, she suddenly burst forth.
“Brother Qingyan~”
Jiang Nanshu ran towards him with large strides, and Lu Qingyan, two steps away from the puddle, stopped in his tracks at the familiar voice, frowning instinctively and hopping twice in frustration.
There were plenty of onlookers, too.
Wherever Jiang Nanshu went, there was never a dull moment. As everyone speculated how far she would be kicked away by Lu Qingyan, they saw her cry out, “Aiya,” and tumble heavily into the mud pit.
Flailing and struggling in the mud, she crawled and writhed, rolling and squirming, covering herself completely in yellow mud. Then, with the speed of lightning, she flung herself onto Lu Qingyan, her hands, smeared with mud, gripping his waist tightly.
The onlookers, who were chattering just a second ago, fell silent.
Jiang Nanshu finally got her hug, and indeed, just as she had imagined, he was lean but with smooth muscle lines.
Her hand gently swiped across his waist, feeling profoundly amazed.
[Brother’s waist, a life-stealing blade, the fan fiction did not lie to me!]
Lu Qingyan completely exploded, his white complexion flushing with heat, his voice grinding out in fury, “Jiang Nanshu!”
“Ah Yan?”
A beautiful voice mixed with disbelief rang out.
Only then did Lu Qingyan, belatedly realizing the situation, push Jiang Nanshu away.
Looking at his filthy clothes, his eyes dark and indistinct, while the instigator, Jiang Nanshu, showed no intention of self-reflection.
She turned towards the source of the voice.
She was a girl with a radiant and gentle beauty, dressed in a white dress, standing under the sunlight as if she was about to shine.
Her gaze, when it landed on Jiang Nanshu and Lu Qingyan, was filled with deep-seated hurt.
Oops, Bai Yueguang, the main heroine Su Ran, is on stage so soon.
This is surely a battleground, and although there’s been a slight hiccup in the plot, nothing significant has changed.
Jiang Nanshu once again clung to Lu Qingyan’s arm, looking down at Su Ran with a mixture of four parts casualness and six parts indifference, “Su Ran, so what if you’re back? Qingyan is mine now, roll back to wherever you came from!”
Hmm, by insulting his Bai Yueguang like this, would any man be able to tolerate it? Am I about to be slapped in the face in the next second? Sob sob, I can hardly wait.
Lu Qingyan once again heard the excited whispers in Jiang Nanshu’s heart.
This woman who had been pestering him for three years was doing it all just to get slapped in the face?
Lu Qingyan suppressed the urge to toss Jiang Nanshu aside, took a deep breath, his eyes deep, and said to Jiang Nanshu, “Let go of me first.”
Jiang Nanshu looked puzzled, “…”
Why don’t you just push me away and be done with it? Why the pretense?
However, before she could act, her Fifth Brother, who has a heart full of righteous indignation, pulled her away, looking disdainfully at her filthy appearance, “Jiang Nanshu, can you stop disgracing the Jiang Family? Because of you, I can barely lift my head at school.”
Jiang Nanshu shifted her gaze away from his red hair.
On the outside, she appeared wronged and said nothing; inwardly, she sneered, Kid, you have no idea; you’re going to have a much harder time lifting your head in the future.
Jiang Yunchuan: “…”
He couldn’t help but glance at his girlfriend beside him, suddenly feeling incredibly guilty. Lin Yueyue was the goddess he had pursued for two years – how could he doubt his own goddess just because he happened to hear Jiang Nanshu’s thoughts?
The normally hotheaded man couldn’t hold back, “Can you shut the hell up?”
Jiang Nanshu’s eyes welled with tears, “I didn’t say anything, Fifth Brother.”
Jiang Yunchuan then calmed down. This situation was too bizarre; he couldn’t reveal anything.
The next second, he heard Jiang Nanshu’s rather angry inner voice.
Ha, as if I’d tell you that your goddess is a female playgirl. You think you’re her only man? Moron, go home and I’ll send you a full family portrait of the grasslands.
“…”
Jiang Nanshu didn’t give too much attention to Jiang Yunchuan but sneaked a peek at Su Ran and Lu Qingyan instead.
His features were cold, his eyes devoid of emotion as he looked at Su Ran, “What are you doing here?”
Su Ran glanced at Jiang Nanshu and then at Lu Qingyan, her face expressionless, her eyes stubborn as she looked at him, “I was just passing by; I wasn’t here to look for you. I wish you and Miss Jiang happiness and bliss.”
“Sister Ran, what are you doing here? The director is waiting for you,” said a young assistant with a work pass around her neck, rushing out.
Su Ran turned towards her, her expression softening considerably, “I’ll be right there.”
With those words, she didn’t look at Lu Qingyan again and followed the assistant away.
But her departing figure couldn’t hide the disappointment and desolation.
She probably never anticipated that, during her three years forced abroad, Lu Qingyan would have already gotten engaged to another woman.
After all, her story with Lu Qingyan had ended amidst a blaze of glory.
The whole Beijing Circle knew that Su Ran was a taboo topic that couldn’t be mentioned around Lu Qingyan.
Jiang Nanshu watched the drama unfold with a look at Lu Qingyan.
Why the daze? Aren’t you going to chase after her? Calling off the engagement would be the best wedding gift for Su Ran, otherwise, you’re heading for a funeral while chasing your wife.
Just as Lu Qingyan turned his head, Jiang Nanshu nearly failed to revert to her imposing demeanor but quickly did, “If you dare call off our engagement because of Su Ran, I’ll tell Grandpa Lu!”
