The Heiress Acts Mischievously, But Her Family Can Read Her Mind-Chapter 71 - Can I Take the Money I Earned in This

Sometimes Old Sir Lu couldn’t see through his own grandson, hence he sighed, “Initially, when I gave Su Ran 30 million, it was just to see how far she would go for you because I said, if you insisted on being with Xiao Yan, I would drive you out of the Lu Family. The Lu Family wouldn’t give you a single cent, and she took the money and left. Xiao Yan, you were never important to her, I could see that. She liked you, but she had her own ambitions…”

Many things were unsaid.

Lu Qingyan’s eyelashes trembled slightly. He turned his head to look out of the window, where Jiang Nanshu was just getting into a car, clutching a check and laughing so happily that her eyes were nearly closed.

“Whether it matters to be cared for or not, haven’t I survived all these years? Grandfather, please don’t bring her up anymore. I don’t want to know.”

“Xiao Yan…never mind, I still think that her saving you back then was very suspicious. Just be more cautious. You may leave now; I need to rest.”

“Oh, and try to spend more time with that girl from the Jiang Family. Such a lovely girl, don’t be stubborn. If you regret it later, don’t blame me for not giving you a chance.”

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Old Sir Lu waved his hand, shooing Lu Qingyan away.

Lu Qingyan didn’t take it seriously; he wouldn’t regret his decision.

As he left, as expected, Lu Mother was waiting outside.

She fiercely grabbed Lu Qingyan’s arm. “Do you know your father wants to acknowledge that illegitimate child? That bastard has come back to steal the property from you. Find a way to kill him! Xiao Yan, everything from the Lu Family should be yours. You can’t let it—”

Lu Qingyan’s expression remained unchanged, his voice became gentle. “Mother, I know all that you’ve said.”

“Go and get in touch with Miss Yan. I’ll cancel your engagement with Jiang Nanshu sooner or later. You must control the Lu Family to help the Shang Family; you must help your uncle’s family revive the Shang family. Do you understand? If it wasn’t for your father, how could our Shang Family end up like this?” Lu Mother’s voice lowered.

Her tone was filled with hatred for the Lu Family.

This cage had trapped her all her life; she hated everyone in the Lu Family equally, including her own son.

Just a tool for her to fight for power and profit.

Lu Qingyan brushed off her hand. “You should tell all this to Grandfather. As long as this marriage isn’t cancelled, I will not approach that Miss Yan. Father is healthy now, and the Lu Corporation doesn’t need me to take control.”

“How dare you defy me?”

Lu Mother, furious, raised her hand to slap him.

But Lu Qingyan grabbed her wrist.

After a long moment, he smiled gently. “Mother, I am no longer a child of a few years old. I’ve grown up.”

Lu Mother’s expression stiffened, meeting Lu Qingyan’s dark eyes for an instant, feeling a twinge of guilt, but it was quickly overshadowed by hatred. “He is my son. I can teach him however I want.” She shook off his hand forcefully and said coldly, “Get lost, no matter what, you can only marry the person I choose. You cannot disobey my orders.”

Lu Qingyan walked away without looking back.

Descending the stairs, the old housekeeper looked at him with concern. “Young Master… The lady…”

Lu Qingyan’s cool eyes softened slightly. ” Uncle Lu, it’s fine. She’ll be okay once she’s done throwing her fit.”

“I’m heading back to school.”

Lu Qingyan got into the black Land Rover, closed the door, and lit a cigarette.

The next second, his phone screen lit up.

It was a message from Su Ran.

Asking where he was, she had encountered some trouble at her location.

With the cigarette dangling from his mouth and a cold expression, Lu Qingyan lost that layer of gentleness, half-shrouded in smoke.

After a while, he typed: “Location.”

Su Ran quickly sent him her coordinates.

Lu Qingyan sent them to Cheng An.

…

Jing University

Jiang Nanshu stood at the school gate waving to Mr. and Mrs. Jiang, smiling sweetly, “Dad, Mom, take care, see you this weekend~”

Mrs. Jiang stumbled but managed to steady herself on the car door. She forced a smile, “Nannan… see you this weekend.”

Then she pulled Mr. Jiang, “Let’s hurry, I was too shocked today and need to calm down.”

Mr. Jiang waved at Jiang Nanshu, then drove away.

Her actions today were very successful.

Mrs. Jiang seemed to avoid her as if she were a snake, and Mr. Jiang was not much better.

All they wanted was a house, but they were scared to the point of instability.

Next time she would simply ask for two houses.

Happily clutching the check, Jiang Nanshu suddenly remembered something and her face immediately fell, “Da Shachun, can I take the money I earned in this world with me? If I succeed in my mission and go back, how about I use the money to throw that bunch of idiots into a mental hospital? It sounds so thrilling.”

Da Shachun: “…”

It put the book it was reading away.

Indeed, that did sound thrilling.

It cleared its throat, “Host, our system is very humane. If you successfully complete the mission, you can bring your accumulated money to your original world.”

Jiang Nanshu’s eyes lit up; she needed to work even harder to make money!

Money was her life!

It was all about mocking her for being penniless!

When she returned with a vast fortune, that group’s nightmare would begin.

The more she thought about it, the happier Jiang Nanshu felt, humming an off-tune song and even found herself very happy attending classes in the afternoon.

She studied broadcasting and could pursue a career as a host or a voice actor in the future.

Thus, her courses mostly focused on cultivating eloquence, pronunciation, and program planning.

Her department was in charge of hosting the upcoming Mid-Autumn Festival event.

Of course, Jiang Nanshu wasn’t selected as a host, but Hu Ying was.

So she went to Hu Ying’s desk again, knocking on the surface, “Jiang Nanshu, there are just ten days left till the Mid-Autumn Festival. Are you really prepared for your program?”