The Heiress Acts Mischievously, But Her Family Can Read Her Mind

Jiang Yunchuan: "..."

He didn't mean to tag the victim directly.

"I'm not trying to use makeup, you've got the wrong idea!" Jiang Yunchuan stammered, his face turning red as he tried to explain.

Jiang Nanshu clearly didn't believe him, "If you're not using it for makeup, then why are you taking other people's makeup? Don't think I didn't see it, there's even lipstick in there."

In the chat group.

Jiang Leyi frantically tagged Jiang Yunchuan: [@Jiang Yunchuan, why are you stealing my things when I'm not home? Are you crazy?!]

Jiang Yunchuan's phone wouldn't stop vibrating. He had a good relationship with Jiang Leyi; the siblings had grown up bickering.

With a guilty touch to his nose, his fingers tapped on the screen: [I didn't steal them; I took them openly and honestly. You don't use them anyway, so what's the big deal if I borrow them for a bit?]

Jiang Leyi: [Don't make me curse you, put them back now or you've got one minute!]

Jiang Yunchuan's temper flared up too, he scoffed: [I'm using them, come home and fight me if you dare.]

Jiang Leyi: […I'll just give them to you.]

There's no way she could go home.

At the Jiang Family house, she and Jiang Nanshu were archenemies, always on the verge of an argument.

Instead of making their parents and brothers pick sides, she figured it was better to avoid the trouble altogether, which is why she rarely went home now.

Jiang Nanshu watched the drama unfold, feeling somewhat detached.

Depression had slowly crept into the original owner's mindset in that environment because whenever she appeared, the laughter in the living room would stop; she couldn't get along with each brother in harmonious joy like Jiang Leyi could.

Even if blood was thicker than water, the most important thing was feeling comfortable around each other.

Suddenly, Jiang Yunchuan remembered Jiang Nanshu and panicked for a moment as he hurriedly hid his phone: "Nanshu, Leyi and I are just used to bickering, don't be mad."

Jiang Nanshu: ?

She deflected the conversation humorously: "Next time you talk to her, I'm running away from home!"

[Psh, as if I care. Even if you had ten more sisters, I wouldn't be upset. Wait, that's not right, he usually starts cursing by now. Why is he so quiet today?]

Jiang Yunchuan snapped back to reality and responded: "Whether or not I run away from home is none of your business."

[Hah, that's more like it. You have to look annoyed if you're annoyed; I almost didn't recognize you for a second, so much for leaving.]

Jiang Nanshu raised her chin defiantly at him: "Then try it! Hmph."

After saying that, she stormed off to her room.

Jiang Yunchuan watched her leave, feeling a bit stifled.

That retort was something he was prone to say in fits of anger, yet saying it now had lost some of its flavor, and he wasn't quite sure why.

He didn't take Jiang Nanshu's threat of running away from home seriously.

He was confident Jiang Nanshu wouldn't actually leave.

Glancing down at the skincare products, once he used them up, he'd be as handsome as his elder brother!

He was starting a skincare routine, changing his style and hairstyle—this time, he was determined to win!

…

Life as college students from prestigious families meant they still lived on campus.

It was just that Jiang Nanshu had only recently recovered and was skipping classes on her first day back at Jing University.

Mr. and Mrs. Jiang knew about it, and the next morning, Mrs. Jiang packed breakfast for Jiang Nanshu.

"Nannan, take this to school; don't be late. Study hard, and no more skipping class," she muttered somewhat naggingly.

Jiang Nanshu, standing off to the side, replied nonchalantly: "Oh, all right."

[I don't want to study, I want to skip class.]

Mrs. Jiang: "…"

She bit her tongue.

"Never mind, you don't have to study hard, the Jiang family can afford to keep you, just be happy. Once you graduate, I'll ask your elder brother to arrange a job for you in the company."

"Mhm, okay, thanks, Mom."

[Hm? I don't want to work either, I want to lounge around, have everything handed to me, not move, not move at all…]

Mrs. Jiang: "..."

"Never mind... when you grow up, do whatever you want, even entering the entertainment industry is fine, with your... with your elder brother to support you."

She was about to say she had her sister and fourth brother there.

But thinking about not getting along with Jiang Leyi, and having an even worse relationship with her fourth son, she felt a headache coming on.

She couldn't help but sigh.

Jiang Nanshu slightly tilted her head, "Thank you for your concern, I will carefully consider my own path."

[Suggestion: Don't be too stressed, don't worry too much, and breast cancer won't come knocking.]

Mrs. Jiang watched as Jiang Nanshu's figure retreated, and somehow, Jiang Nanshu's thought comforted her.

Although she didn't say it out loud, she still cared about her in her heart.

As for breakfast, Jiang Nanshu had already eaten it all in the car.

After finishing, she licked her lips, still longing for more. The Jiang family's meals were indeed delicious, their breakfast was exceptionally flavorful.

The thought of having to stay at school for four days, only returning home on weekends to continue enjoying delicious meals, made her feel deflated.

Jiang Nanshu slowly got out of the car, and the driver, Uncle, stood by the car, waving, "Second Miss, have a safe journey."

Jiang Nanshu: …

Thank you, indeed.

She stepped confidently into the school.

Possibly because of her dedication to music, the original person chose broadcasting as her major, but... the original may have misunderstood, broadcasting isn't about singing, it leans more towards dubbing and hosting.

Another reason was because Su Ran sang very well. She heard that originally, it was through singing that Lu Qingyan fell for her, hence the original attempted to imitate to win affection.

But she had a tone-deaf voice, like a chicken singing better than her when its neck is under the knife.

Asking her to sing was even harder than killing her, the same held true for Jiang Nanshu before she took over this body, who also couldn't sing.

Jiang Nanshu sighed inwardly, although God took away her singing voice, He gifted her with an extraordinary talent for songwriting.

She had written few songs, but most of them became classics.

Jiang Nanshu wasn't planning to utilize this skill; in this world, no one was worth her penning songs for.

As she walked, the surrounding glares were full of disdain and mockery.

Jiang Nanshu glanced over, returning the stare, "What are you looking at? Haven't seen a beauty before?"

The person seemed taken aback, but dared not argue back...

Because Jiang Nanshu was truly beautiful, aside from her scatterbrained cognition, she was flawless.

Startled by her stare, the person felt strangely shy.

Then quickly realized, almost slapping himself, such a top-tier bootlicker was not even worth considering.

So, the mockery in his voice became even more evident, "Jiang Nanshu, if I were you, I would start managing my fiancé now. Can't even control a man, and yet you have the nerve to yell around here."

Jiang Nanshu's eyes lit up.

What does that mean?

Some new drama?

So, she pulled out her phone, ready to catch up on the latest gossip.

Then she stumbled upon her own drama.

[Shout out! Jing University's number one lovesick bootlicker, Jiang Nanshu, your fiancé is with Bai Yueguang now, hurry and make a scene!]

Attached was a picture.

Su Ran was dancing under a lush wisteria tree, while not far away, Lu Qingyan was gazing at her quietly.

One photo full of lingering feelings.

Quite aesthetic, it seemed purposely snapped.

The comments below continued:

[I'm a local dog, love to watch reconciliation!]

[Su Goddess is really beautiful, if such a woman loved me, I'd be willing to lose ten years of my life.]

[They'll get back together, right? They will, right? Like many novels where they reunite after a long time, then slowly come back together, ohhh so tear-jerking!]