The Heiress Acts Mischievously, But Her Family Can Read Her Mind-Chapter 205: Jiang Nanshu, Are You Not Afraid of Retribution?

Chapter 205: Chapter 205: Jiang Nanshu, Are You Not Afraid of Retribution?

Lu Qingyan originally didn’t believe in the power of ghosts and gods, but he couldn’t explain the appearance of Jiang Nanshu either. She seemed like an outsider to this world.

"Brother Qingyan, you’re awake."

Hearing Jiang Nanshu’s sweet and soft voice, he turned to glance at her.

Under the dim lighting, her features seemed even more stunning, her almond-shaped eyes brimming with innocence and purity.

He could even see his own reflection in her dark pupils. At this moment, it was as if her heart and eyes were filled with only him.

She reached out her hand, acting coyly while leaning on him, "My hand hurts."

The scent of oranges mingled with a faint hint of roses upon her.

Lu Qingyan, with a cool demeanor, gently held the palm of her hand with one hand, while the fingertips of his other hand lightly stroked her wrist, quickly relieving the throbbing pain with his massage.

Jiang Nanshu leaned dependently on his shoulder, her eyes closed, her voice nasal, "Brother Qingyan, I’m going to sleep first. Remember to ask the nurse to change my dressing."

Their faces stood out in the drab hospital environment. The nurses didn’t need to be called by Lu Qingyan; they would come by themselves to help Jiang Nanshu with her IV.

He gently touched her pale, sickly cheek with his hand and replied softly, "Sleep."

The soft sound of Jiang Nanshu’s breathing reached his ears.

Lu Qingyan turned to look outside through the sliding glass door. The dense night seemed as unyielding as his heart.

The surroundings quieted down, and the conversations of the nurses nearby gradually became clear.

Nothing but shallow words like envy, well-matched, happiness.

His heart and Jiang Nanshu’s had never come together; she had come with a purpose, luring him into her game.

After a long while.

His gaze became increasingly tender and harmless.

His fingers caressed her smooth skin like jade, feeling an irresistible softness.

It made him not want to let go.

A gentle and warm smile formed on his lips.

He promised himself that Jiang Nanshu’s request for Zhou Yanxu to come back to life was absolutely impossible.

It was eleven o’clock.

Jiang Nanshu finally woke up.

The IV was also nearing its end.

When the needle was removed, her fever had subsided, but she still lacked energy.

She threw the cotton swab into the medical waste bin, and the bruises on her pale skin stood out clearly, looking horrifying.

They got into the car.

Jiang Nanshu squinted slightly, observing the cold-faced man beside her.

Feeling that something was very wrong.

[Today he was quite gentle, quite the gentleman, and very obedient, but why is he so cold towards me! Did he see Bai Yueguang and start to get distracted again, that jerk.]

Lu Qingyan, focused on driving, "..."

What had he done to be called a jerk?

[I bet when we go back today, we will definitely see Su Ran and Chu Muxi, one chasing you, the other chasing Brother San, enough to play mahjong together.]

[You two return to the old place and then reminisce about when she saved you before. Okay, okay, old feelings reignited and then all my efforts would be for nothing.]

[If you dare take an extra glance at Su Ran, I will definitely kick you. I’ll let you go be with her, while I think of a new plan!]

Jiang Nanshu was quiet on the outside, but her mind was in overdrive.

Lu Qingyan, "..."

He found it a bit amusing.

Seeing her with a tense little face, he thought she looked quite adorable.

At the same time, he felt a subtle thrill in his heart.

Yes, to be cared about.

Even though his intentions weren’t pure.

The car drove along the quiet rural road, surrounded by the intermittent chirping of cicadas, with occasional glimmers of fireflies brightening the night.

Jiang Nanshu was annoyingly sober at the moment.

From the corner of her eye, she stealthily watched Lu Qingyan, noticing he didn’t spare her a single glance.

It was quite a blow to Jiang Nanshu.

Except for today when he had taken the initiative to kiss her, he seemed distant at all other times.

She had never seen anyone date like this!

Her mind raced with wild thoughts all the way.

The car stopped at the Ji Family’s doorway.

Jiang Nanshu got out of the car intending to go inside first, but then with a sly glint in her eye, she smilingly waited for Lu Qingyan to come over.

Lu Qingyan, after parking the car, saw Jiang Nanshu standing at the gate waiting for him and raised an eyebrow, "Why haven’t you gone in?"

Jiang Nanshu immediately took his arm with practiced ease, "I was waiting for you, Brother Qingyan. I find I’m becoming more and more inseparable from you. If you ever left me, I would cry myself to death."

[Hmm, seems like the melodramatic tragedy is about to start~]

At her words, Lu Qingyan just smiled, "Don’t worry about it."

Lu Qingyan’s expression remained cool, while Jiang Nanshu was overtly affectionate, sticking close to him.

As soon as they entered the gate.

At this time, nearly everyone was still awake.

Jiang Nanshu looked around.

There were three extra people.

Su Ran, Chu Muxi, and Liang Ciqiu with a dark expression on his face.

Seeing Jiang Nanshu arrive arm in arm with Lu Qingyan, Liang Ciqiu turned his head away, not wanting to give them a single glance.

Jiang Nanshu narrowed her eyes and smiled, "Oh, everyone’s here? Staying up late to wait for me?"

She glanced around, and seeing that Mrs. Ji wasn’t there, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Now, as a patient herself, she shouldn’t be staying up late.

She had planned to resolve the matter of her foster mother’s illness tonight, but with the sudden situation on her end, it could only wait until tomorrow.

Father Ji stood up and asked, "Nannan, are you feeling better?"

Jiang Nanshu, looking utterly content, said while embracing Lu Qingyan, "Much better. Thankfully, Brother Qingyan was there for me."

[One, two, three...]

"Jiang Nanshu." Su Ran’s eyes were red and swollen, her complexion wan, and she looked at her with a cold gaze.

[Hah, I knew you couldn’t hold it in. I can’t wait to see what you’re going to do.]

Only then did Jiang Nanshu deign to turn her attention to Su Ran, raising her eyebrows in feigned surprise, "My god, Sister Su Ran, what happened to you? All dirty and covered in wounds—are you sure you didn’t run into wolves on your camping trip?"

Mentioning this.

Su Ran’s eyes reddened further.

It was as if she was on the verge of crying blood.

Clenching her teeth tightly, she stepped up to Jiang Nanshu, stopping just a step away, "Did you know from the beginning that the foot of the mountain was dangerous and we could encounter dangerous animals?"

Jiang Nanshu’s smile deepened, "I’m no fortune-teller. How could I know? You’re not blaming me, are you, Sister Su Ran? Is that the kind of person you are?"

Su Ran indeed blamed Jiang Nanshu; if she had warned her, Huang Ruanting wouldn’t have lost a leg and become disabled, ruining her entire life.

Just thinking about finding Huang Ruanting in a pool of blood, her body torn and wounded all over, made Su Ran shake uncontrollably and become speechless.

Her right leg was gone, she lay on the ground gasping for air, blood everywhere.

Even now, Su Ran couldn’t help trembling at the thought.

She didn’t dare to imagine how Huang Ruanting would cope with the loss of her leg if she regained consciousness after the accident, how utterly devastated she would be.

Taking a deep breath, Su Ran’s tears fell, "You knew everything, why didn’t you warn us? Is it fun for you to watch us in such a sorry state? Do you know how desperate Tingting is, having lost her leg? You could have given us just one warning, spared us this accident, but you said nothing. Jiang Nanshu, aren’t you afraid of retribution?"