The Heiress Acts Mischievously, But Her Family Can Read Her Mind-Chapter 189 Are We Progressing Too Fast?

"Are you full?" His tone was deep, tinged with unhappiness.

Jiang Nanshu took another sip of the tart and sweet hawthorn drink, licking her lips, "Yes...full."

[Why does he seem a bit angry? Is it because I drove away bad suitors? Should I call her back?]

Lu Qingyan’s temple twitched, and he stood up, "Let’s go. It’s still early, want to go shopping at the mall?"

[Why bother shopping? I’m full and sleepy. I ran around all day without rest; I’m tired.]

"Sure, as long as you don’t find it annoying," Jiang Nanshu instantly agreed.

[To win you over, I’ll endure the tiredness.]

Lu Qingyan’s gaze lingered thoughtfully on her sincere eyes, then he smiled, "Never mind, let’s find a place to rest first."

Jiang Nanshu: "?"

She really wondered if Lu Qingyan was the worm in her stomach—he seemed to know whatever she was thinking.

But as long as it meant not walking, she was happy to relax.

Lu Qingyan went to pay the bill but was informed that Yan Yidan had covered the meal.

[Damn, does she need to go that far? This meal must cost at least three hundred thousand—she’s challenging me! But... she’s really nice though, who wouldn’t love a gentle sister like her, wuwuwu.]

Jiang Nanshu’s face turned unpleasant.

Lu Qingyan’s face looked even worse!

"Heh, she certainly knows how to attract attention," Lu Qingyan sneered.

Jiang Nanshu sniffled, clenching her little fists in anger, "Ah, Ah Yan, will you be attracted to her?"

"Not at all."

Jiang Nanshu breathed a sigh of relief, only to hear Lu Qingyan counter, "What about you? Would you be?"

Jiang Nanshu: "???"

She and Yan Yidan were now love rivals—how could anything she did not attract her attention?

"Yes!"

Lu Qingyan: "?"

"I need to keep an eye on her always, to prevent her from secretly casting spells and taking me down!" Jiang Nanshu declared with earnest.

In the story, Yan Yidan and Su Ran were locked in a fierce battle.

Su Ran’s mind simply couldn’t outplay Sister Ma Jia.

She manipulated her as easily as one would a mouse.

Lu Qingyan: "..."

Alright, that woman succeeded.

Frowning, he said, "Keep your distance from Yan Yidan, her intentions are not pure."

Jiang Nanshu chimed in, "Yeah, she’s a bad woman."

[Hehe, but do you know that my intentions aren’t pure either? Silly boy.]

Lu Qingyan: "..."

He turned his head and said to Yang Jiashu, "Later, give me Yan Yidan’s account number, and I’ll transfer the money for the meal to her."

Alarms went off in Jiang Nanshu’s mind.

[Such a clever stratagem. Pretending to pay the bill, but actually, she wants to get close to Lu Qingyan. That’s brilliant! Don’t even think about ruining my plan.]

"No way!" Jiang Nanshu pulled at Lu Qingyan and turned to Yang Jiashu, "Give me her account; I’ll pay it back."

Then, turning to Lu Qingyan, she batted her innocent eyes, "Don’t forget to send me the money. You know I’m broke."

Lu Qingyan: "..."

Yang Jiashu: "..."

He glanced between Lu Qingyan and Jiang Nanshu, feeling it was better to leave this person to Jiang Nanshu’s handling.

"Little sister Nanshu, I’ll go and ask around; I’ll give it to you in a bit."

Jiang Nanshu smugly took the passenger seat.

With an impassive face, Lu Qingyan said, "Why not let me handle it? It’s best if I deal with it. Yan Yidan’s target isn’t me."

Yang Jiashu was dumbfounded, "Ah?"

There were only the three of them in the private room.

Not Lu Qingyan?

Definitely not Jiang Nanshu.

Could it be him?

Yang Jiashu’s face suddenly flushed, and he began to stammer, "I—I’m not that fond of tea, never mind then."

Lu Qingyan: "?"

"Where to next?" Jiang Nanshu asked through the open car window.

Lu Qingyan’s eyes suddenly darkened and, ignoring Jiang Nanshu, he slowly smiled at Yang Jiashu, "Jiashu, I think she’s targeting you. She’s using me as an excuse to get close to you. Just be careful."

After saying that, he even patted him on the shoulder.

He walked around the front of the car and took the driver’s seat.

Yang Jiashu was still in a daze.

The words of Lu Qingyan nearly fried his CPU. Using Lu Qingyan to get close to him???

Can’t she just come directly to him?

Before he had time to figure it out, Lu Qingyan called him to get in the car.

The car rocked back and forth, lulling Jiang Nanshu into drowsiness.

It was not yet four o’clock, and the evening’s concert at eight was still a while away.

It was only when the car stopped at a high-end five-star hotel that Jiang Nanshu woke up.

After getting out of the car, she found herself staring thoughtfully at the towering "Delai Hotel."

Seeing Lu Qingyan entering first.

Jiang Nanshu hurried to catch up, "Why have we come to a hotel, Brother Qingyan?"

[What are you bringing me here for, what do you want to do?!]

[No, I agreed to date, but I was lying to you; I don’t have to sacrifice my body, right?]

[Didn’t expect you to be such a person, a gentleman on the surface but actually lusting after my body, damn you.]

[I don’t really want to see, you better not strip... cough, though I wouldn’t mind taking a look...]

In that short walk, Lu Qingyan felt like his head was about to explode.

Seeing Jiang Nanshu’s inquiry, he answered her with a gentle smile, "What else would we do at a hotel? Of course, we get a room to sleep."

Jiang Nanshu: "..."

[I would rather die than submit!]

And Yang Jiashu seemed especially familiar with the place.

Walking into the bright lobby, the cool air inside alleviated the restlessness of the three of them.

The lobby manager approached with respect, "Young Master Lu, Young Master Yang, the presidential suite is ready."

Yang Jiashu responded with a jovial smile, "Thanks for the hard work."

The lobby manager was pleasantly surprised, "Not at all, not at all."

Jiang Nanshu was uncertain whether to enter or not.

Yang Jiashu noticed her unease and whispered beside her, "Relax, this is the Lu Family’s property, we’re staying for free, no charge."

Jiang Nanshu: "..."

Is that what she’s worried about?

She’s worried about Lu Qingyan, that kid, lusting after her body!

But both men had already entered the elevator.

Jiang Nanshu stood between them with a composed face.

[Why did I still come in... if he dares to touch me later, I’ll beat him up, I’m a ninth-dan in Sanda! Black belt in Taekwondo.]

[Ah... If I beat someone up, can I still succeed in wooing them?]

Lu Qingyan’s gaze jumped to the moving elevator floors.

Heh, quite surprising.

She’s a ninth-dan in Sanda plus a black belt in Taekwondo, who can beat her?

This made him even more certain, she’s not the original Jiang Nanshu.

The original Jiang Nanshu had a hard time learning to dance, let alone having so many impressive skills.

The elevator reached the top floor.

There were just two suites upstairs, not open for public sale, exclusively for Lu Qingyan, so the room inside was exceptionally spacious.

Yang Jiashu, yawning, went to the other suite and without any reluctance, closed the door under Jiang Nanshu’s deadly glare.

Can’t the two men stay together?!

Jiang Nanshu was speechless.

Lu Qingyan recorded his fingerprint, and the door automatically opened; the interior was decorated in grey and white tones, with a white Persian carpet on the floor that felt like cotton underfoot.

Lu Qingyan opened a door to reveal the bedroom; the room’s cool tones instantly made it recognizable as Lu Qingyan’s resting place.

"Come in."

"..."

He went in first, not giving Jiang Nanshu a chance to speak.

Jiang Nanshu stood at the doorway, shy and coy, her voice dripping with sweetness mixed with barely noticeable grinding teeth: "Aren’t we moving a bit too fast? I’m not ready yet!"