Her eyes turned red, and her tone was still gentle.
“I’m sorry, Sister Nanshu, I didn’t expect things to turn out like this. I forgot to say it. I thought you were just scaring people, so I didn’t say it. I caused Ting Ting to break a leg. I blame myself. If I had paid more attention, it would have been better. Sorry, you have been wronged.”
“It’s okay.” Jiang Nanshu took another glass of water.
“Your words are enough. Forgetting to say it and not saying it are a bit contradictory, Sister Xi Xi. You must not mean it. I believe you, so I recorded our conversation just now. I feel bad for being misunderstood by Sister Su Ran. I must prove my innocence.”
After taking the water, Jiang Nanshu went upstairs, muttering: “Send this audio to her tomorrow, and send another copy to Huang Ruanting. Alas, it’s hard to be a good person.”
Chu Muxi watched Jiang Nanshu leave.
She was not angry about being recorded.
Instead, she was analyzing Jiang Nanshu as a person.
She could no longer define her with the previous thinking.
Jiang Nanshu now seems to have a different heart. She has become smarter and very difficult to deal with.
Chu Muxi lowered her eyes, hiding the viciousness inside.
***
The next day, when Jiang Nanshu woke up, she felt that she had been cured.
There was a knock on the door.
Jiang Nanshu lazily curled up in the quilt, smelling the refreshing scent of lemon detergent.
She asked lazily, “What’s the matter?”
“Your adoptive mother made breakfast and asked you to go downstairs to eat.”
It was Lu Qingyan’s voice.
Jiang Nanshu looked at the time. It was already half past eight.
She yawned, got out of bed barefoot, walked to the window, and opened the curtains.
“Come in, the door is not locked.”
The next second, the door was opened.
Lu Qingyan wore a simple white short-sleeved shirt and black casual pants. His black hair was unkempt and hung lazily at the corners of his eyes.
Jiang Nanshu stood in the morning sunshine and smiled at him: “Brother Qingyan, did you sleep well last night?”
“Yeah, not bad.”
He walked in, looked at her bare, white, and smooth feet, and frowned slightly.
“Jiang Nanshu, did you forget that you were sick yesterday?”
“I’m fine.”
Jiang Nanshu turned around and said, “Look, I’m not dizzy anymore, my eyes aren’t blurry, and I’m full of energy.”
The next second, she was hugged by Lu Qingyan and thrown onto the bed.
Jiang Nanshu frowned unhappily and rubbed her buttocks: “You are not gentle at all.”
“Put on your shoes.”
Lu Qingyan found a pair of sandals somewhere and put them beside her bed.
Jiang Nanshu was happy again: “Well, since you are so considerate, I will forgive your rudeness.”
Lu Qingyan responded: “Thank you, Miss Jiang Nanshu, for your generosity.”
Jiang Nanshu laughed: “Brother Qingyan, I thought you were always so cold, but you actually talk in a very interesting way.”
Lu Qingyan pulled his lips and ignored her.
Instead, he looked at the desk and saw Jiang Nanshu’s various first-place awards and her old photos.
She had outstanding looks since she was a child, with delicate eyebrows and eyes like a porcelain doll. Even when wearing an old-fashioned school uniform, she was still dazzling.
Jiang Nanshu put her arms around his waist from behind, put her face on his back, and asked softly, “Brother Qingyan, can you always be so gentle and so good to me?”
Lu Qingyan put down the photo frame. His dark eyes were unfathomable, and his cold voice was tinged with softness.
“It depends on your performance.”
Jiang Nanshu: “…”
“The normal process should be that you promise me affectionately and promise to treat me well for the rest of your life! Why do you have to wait for my performance here? If I don’t perform well, will you kick me?!”
Lu Qingyan turned around and took her into his arms.
He wouldn’t kick her.
But he would make her obedient.
*****
The author has something to say:
Several years later—
Xiao Jiang: Who listens to whom?
Lu: …I listen to you.
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