The Heiress Acts Mischievously, But Her Family Can Read Her Mind-Chapter 127 No One Wanted to Love Her

Lu Qingyan showed no expression and poured her another glass.

Everyone was stunned.

Lu Qingyan actually obeyed Jiang Nanshu’s bidding?

But in the eyes of others, his demeanor had always been noble and polite. With the Jiang Family present, everyone assumed it was out of respect for the Jiang Family. Lu Qingyan didn’t want to embarrass Jiang Nanshu publicly and create a scene.

Jiang Nanshu took the new glass and downed it again, placing the cup in front of Lu Qingyan. Seeing him look over, she even raised her eyebrows, "I want more!"

Lu Qingyan: "..."

["I advise you to lose your patience with me quickly. Are you holding back from slapping me just because of my brothers’ faces? No need, I can take it."]

Jiang Nanshu expected him to get up and leave, but without a word he poured her another glass.

She was clearly doing it on purpose, but he could still tolerate it, quite a good temperament indeed...

But she was already full to the brim.

Staring at the cup of grape juice, she clenched her teeth and gulped it down again.

"More! Hic..."

"You can’t drink anymore, or your stomach will hurt."

"Not listening, I want it."

So the two of them were at a standoff, the scene between them weird yet tinged with a hint of warmth.

Su Ran clenched her skirt until it wrinkled.

If Lu Qingyan hadn’t wanted to, he wouldn’t be pouring drinks for Jiang Nanshu, glass after glass, without showing annoyance.

Her memory drifted hazily back to three years ago, just before the college entrance exams, when Cheng An hosted a drinking party for them, claiming it was to celebrate graduation and happiness.

She knew Lu Qingyan would be there, and she had dressed up a bit for the occasion.

Amidst the cheering crowd, she finally got to sit next to Lu Qingyan.

He was hidden in the shadows, holding a can of beer. It was the first time she saw Lu Qingyan drink; he had always been a good student. He never went to the bars, Internet cafes, and leisure places that teenage boys were fond of, and he had never even been involved in a fight.

His life was so clean that all that was left was endless studying.

That day, she didn’t see any smile on his face; at that time, he would always wear a gentle smile, no matter when or where. No matter who approached him with questions, he would respond seriously. He was the dream lover publicly recognized by all the female students at school.

But she was always the exception; no matter what, she was special to him.

She picked up a bottle of beer and placed it in front of him, "Shall we drink together?"

She originally thought Lu Qingyan would tell her not to drink, but instead, he just raised his bottle to clink against hers and took a sip.

Su Ran sipped the bitter beer and summoned her courage to ask, "Does our promise still stand?"

Lu Qingyan threw the beer bottle on the ground, and after a long while, he smiled at her, "It stands."

Her reminiscence abruptly stopped there, and the noisy voices nearby pulled her back to reality.

Because Jiang Nanshu insisted on drinking, Lu Qingyan eventually poured her half a glass.

Jiang Nanshu felt bitterly disappointed inside, could not restrain herself, and swallowed the drink in one gulp. She sat there with a scrunched-up face, holding her stomach, "I drank too much... want to throw up."

Lu Qingyan couldn’t hold back a chuckle, his peach blossom eyes curving slightly, "Why do this to yourself? You’re just torturing yourself."

Jiang Nanshu: "....."

["Can’t you really see what I’m doing this for?"]

She slumped in her chair, feeling completely disheartened.

Soft approaches didn’t work, neither did hard ones; just what would work on him? Jiang Nanshu truly didn’t believe someone could be without anger, perhaps they just hadn’t stepped on his last nerve yet.

The relationship between the male and female leads wasn’t established yet; even if she bullied Su Ran, it wouldn’t provoke him to protect her.

So... where exactly should this problem be resolved?

Jiang Nanshu had never felt so bewildered.

And that useless system was no help at all.

Da Shachun, who was inexplicably cued: "[...]"

"[Darling, I still suggest you look for the reasons within yourself!]"

Others might not get mad, but do they think she’s a fool!

Humph, even systems have emotions.

Jiang Nanshu couldn’t be bothered with it and looked up at the moon instead.

Su Ran tilted her head slightly and could see Lu Qingyan’s profile. Once, she too could sit by his side, without someone between them like now.

The more regrettable something is, the more one can’t help but fantasize. If she hadn’t left, if she had listened to Lu Qingyan and stayed in Beijing, perhaps that would have been a different path.

"[This is really agonizing. I seem to be blocking her view of you.]"

Jiang Nanshu immediately stood up, "My stomach hurts, I need to go to the restroom."

Without waiting for Lu Qingyan to say anything, she ran off in a flash.

Lu Qingyan turned his head and met Su Ran’s gaze, his expression calm, his eyes on her hand that was cut by glass.

Sensing his gaze, Su Ran hid her hand, concealing the red marks on it.

The atmosphere was too oppressive, and Su Ran stood up, her face not looking so good, and smiled weakly, "You guys keep eating, I... I’m going back to rest."

Jiang Nanshu was also compelled to return to her room to rest.

With a pale face, she held her stomach in bitter agony, "It hurts, it hurts, it hurts..."

Jiang Leyi came in with a hot water bottle she had bought from outside and stuffed it into her quilt, her face stern, "You dare to drink such cold grape juice on your period; if you’re not in pain, who will be?"

Jiang Nanshu lay on the bed, dejected, covering her ears, weak and without energy, "Stop scolding, stop scolding. I only realized my period came when I went to the restroom, what can I do? Wuu wuu wuu, it hurts so much."

She then gritted her teeth, "It’s all Lu Qingyan’s fault!"

"If it weren’t for wanting him to dislike me, I would never have drunk so much! Even when I order him around, he doesn’t get angry. Doesn’t he hate me the most? Ahhh, so annoying!"

Jiang Leyi: "..."

It’s good that Lu Qingyan didn’t hear these words. He’s just someone who poured grape juice; what a misunderstanding.

She helplessly walked over and touched her forehead. Because of the pain, a thin layer of cold sweat had formed on Jiang Nanshu’s forehead, "Wait here, I’ll get you some brown sugar water, and you’re not allowed to crave anything cold next time."

Jiang Nanshu looked up and saw Jiang Leyi’s sincere eyes and quickly covered her head with the quilt, muttering discontentedly, "I know, I know, so naggy."

"[Golden Sister is really nice... If I mock and scorn her again, will she be sad? But no, why should I care if she’s sad... It’s my mission after all!]"

Jiang Nanshu’s resolve almost wavered.

Other than Zhou Yanxu, no one had ever been so worried and concerned about her.

No, not even Zhou Yanxu could compare to Jiang Leyi’s genuine concern, truly wanting her to be well.

Jiang Leyi sighed softly, seeing her covered up, and left.

She really was a sister conflicted and adorable on the inside.

For a long time, Jiang Nanshu hadn’t thought about Zhou Yanxu when she was conscious.

To her, that name was forbidden.

A taboo that wouldn’t let her have peace, even in death.

She had chased after Zhou Yanxu for seven years, yearning to reach his level, but he was gentle to everyone, not just her. Everyone could partake in his warmth.

But all Jiang Nanshu wanted was one... just one person to be good to her—that was enough. To be unconditionally good to her, to care about her without any ulterior motives, to love her sincerely—that would be enough.

Since birth, she had been cursed by her parents as a jinx, a plague bringer, the catalyst for everyone’s unhappiness, with no one willing to love her.