The Heiress Acts Mischievously, But Her Family Can Read Her Mind-Chapter 229 I Just Turned 18 This Year

No one was told of Jiang Nanshu’s arrival in Weixi City.

She rested on the day she arrived, and began shooting the next day.

Fang Minghe’s team was very professional; they chose clothing for Jiang Nanshu based on the implications of the perfume—a black, strapless chiffon dress.

She looked stunning in red, and her aura was cold and elegant in black.

Her strong features were particularly photogenic.

The makeup artists confirmed repeatedly with their boss before they realized that she was still a student at Jing University and had not entered the entertainment industry.

They found it incredible, given her looks, that without even mentioning her acting skills, she could drive fans of attractive people crazy.

Because they didn’t know the situation of Jiang Nanshu in the Jiang Family, such things were only known among the wealthy families. Ordinary people, including her university classmates, thus treated Jiang Nanshu with extra enthusiasm. Since she was the youngest in their team, they doted on her like a little sister, never forgetting to include her in meals and activities.

The advertisement they had shot still needed some finishing touches.

For convenience in adjustment, Jiang Nanshu shot a few extra shots.

By the time they finished, it was already her second day in Weixi City.

The team had to stay in the area for another day to shoot more scenes.

Jiang Nanshu had nothing to do, and just then Fang Minghe messaged her to meet at a small tavern in town.

When Jiang Nanshu arrived, she unexpectedly found Jiang Yisen there as well.

He was lazily sitting at the bar in a black shirt, smiling and waving at her as he saw her.

Jiang Nanshu: "... "

[Unbelievable, I come to such a remote place and still run into you. You aren’t here to persuade me to go home, are you?]

Jiang Yisen thought that wasn’t the case; he was purely here for tourism. Due to the project in Nanshan District awaiting development, he wanted to pull Fang Minghe on board, but the man was tough to sway, determined not to get too close, more difficult than women.

The toughest woman he had ever dealt with had rejected a one-million check he threw at her; he eventually had to buy a diamond necklace costing ten million to persuade her to be his girlfriend, only to break up with her in less than two months.

For him, anything that could be solved with money was no trouble at all.

Ironically, Fang Minghe didn’t lack money, in fact, he was quite wealthy.

Money was something he could easily lay his hands on.

Thus, he brought out his sincerity.

Isn’t sincerity supposed to be the ultimate technique?

So long had passed, and he felt... it might not be working because Fang Minghe wasn’t falling for it.

He was truly heartless.

"Big brother? What are you doing here?"

Jiang Yisen smiled and said, "I’m here to find you."

Jiang Nanshu stepped back a bit: "I’m not going back."

He chuckled lightly, "Don’t be nervous. I’m not forcing you to go home. Have fun outside if you want."

He drank his liquor.

This small town didn’t have high-quality liquor.

Usually, people like Jiang Yisen, with his status, would never step foot into such a remote location.

Jiang Nanshu was puzzled.

[Strange, then why are you here? Is there something fishy?]

She looked around and asked, "Where is Mr. Fang? He asked me to come here."

Jiang Yisen gestured with his mouth: "There he is, in that booth."

Following the direction Jiang Yisen was looking, Jiang Nanshu successfully found Fang Minghe. To her surprise, there were young women pouring him drinks—Fang Minghe, who usually stayed away from women, had females around him!

[Has this old man become wise to new ways? Is Beijing too difficult to have fun that he must come to such a far-off place!]

Jiang Yisen felt the same.

Fang Minghe was simply insane.

Ignoring countless beautiful women in Beijing, he chose to play in this desolate place.

He clicked his tongue lightly, "Talking about me having romantic adventures, looks like he’s had quite a few himself, no wonder he’s my childhood friend who grew up with me."

Jiang Nanshu: "???"

[You guys grew up together? Why do you still act so awkward and humble around each other, you don’t seem familiar at all!]

Jiang Yisen: "..."

The Jiang Family had been wealthy since Mr. Jiang’s generation.

The Fang Family wasn’t bad either.

These scions of affluent households were bound to meet and socialize, guided by their fathers.

The two boys were similar in age, with Fang Minghe just a year older.

They belonged to the same generation.

Back then, he was quite mischievous; any toy that passed through his hands would break, but all he had to do was pull Fang Minghe by the arm, pout, and call out "Brother Fang" to be forgiven for his damages.

Their relationship as children was also quite good, but then, when Fang Minghe was fifteen, his mother passed away, and suddenly one day he started to distance himself.

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Back in their brash adolescent years, they gradually lost touch.

It wasn’t until over a decade later that Jiang Yisen thought of pulling Fang Minghe over to help him, and it wasn’t like he didn’t have his pride—it was just that hitting walls everywhere had particularly frustrated him.

He didn’t even hold a grudge for the sudden cold shoulder he’d gotten before; now he was practically stepping on his face.

Jiang Nanshu had no idea what Jiang Yisen was thinking.

She was somewhat speechless.

Did Fang Minghe invite her to watch him flirt?

Was she some kind of lubricant between them?

"Mr. Fang is really in high spirits, I won’t bother him then..."

Jiang Yisen narrowed his eyes, pulling Jiang Nanshu along with a smile, "Why run away? He must have his reasons for seeking you out, let’s go listen to what he has to say."

Jiang Nanshu was half-dragged there by Jiang Yisen.

Just in time to hear a girl’s coquettish voice: "Mr. Fang, I just turned eighteen this year, what do you think of me?"

She was hinting that she was very young.

Jiang Yisen, a veteran of romantic escapades, was all too familiar with this routine.

He clicked his tongue condescendingly, "I also just turned eighteen, Brother Fang, what do you think of me? Can I arouse your desire for cooperation?"

Fang Minghe turned his head just to meet Jiang Yisen’s seductive face.

His handsome face was smiling, waiting for him to respond.

Inside the dimly lit bar, Fang Minghe uncomfortably shifted his gaze, looking at the girl with cold indifference, "Get lost, who allowed you to come?"

The girl was startled by his sudden anger and hurriedly walked away.

It was then that he resumed his cold demeanor towards Jiang Yisen, his lips curling downwards, showing his extreme indifference.

"What’s gotten into you again? I don’t want to get involved with whatever is going on between you and Bao Yan. Stop bothering me."

Even though Jiang Yisen appeared laid-back, harmless, and unbridled, he was actually quite madcap at his core, ready to use any means necessary to get what he wanted.

He had hoped that Fang Minghe would remember their past friendship and agree to his proposal for cooperation, but some friendships, once cut in the middle, can never return to their former intimacy.

Jiang Yisen sneered coldly, his gaze also turning icy, "Fang Minghe, if I seek you out again, I’m a dog."

With that, he turned and walked away.

Fang Minghe’s gaze was subdued as he watched his retreating figure.

Jiang Nanshu stood in the middle, watching the two suddenly become awkward, feeling a bit unsure what to do.

After thinking it over, she decided to denigrate Jiang Yisen a bit in front of Fang Minghe.

Her face full of melancholy: "Ah, my big brother, how could he treat you so badly? Was he too drunk?"

Fang Minghe’s sigh was almost imperceptible, "It’s me who was too harsh, it’s not his fault."

Jiang Nanshu: "..."

Why are you still speaking up for him?