Jiang Nanshu’s eyes widened.
“Oh my god, is the plot this exciting later? I’ve advanced the plot so much, so can we see the female world run away with the baby?”
In the original book, she did a series of bad things, and after she finally succeeded in drugging someone, Liang Ciqiu caught her and sent her to the police station. These plots took two years.
She is only two months here now, but she is already doing things that will happen two years from now.
Dashachun: […According to the plot, it is possible.]
Jiang Nanshu made the final decision: “Skip the kidnapping directly, don’t waste my time. I will drug Lu Qingyan directly and send him to that bed personally. In one night, his good impression of me will turn into deep disgust.”
Dashachun: […You are really not afraid that the male lead will turn evil on the spot, but you are right, this way it’s faster. You decide for yourself. After completing the mission, find a place to die, and I’ll help you escape from this world.]
Jiang Nanshu nodded. She thought of a perfect time to commit the crime.
That’s on Lu Qingyan’s birthday.
Just next month.
So she doesn’t have much time left to improve her favorability.
Dashachun looked at her affection value, which rose to 20.
It rose when she was in the hospital.
It would not persuade Jiang Nanshu not to do this; it was entirely based on her own wishes. It was just that it admired her very much; even in such a warm environment, she was still not very moved.
It couldn’t help but complain: [You’re a natural born villain… This role is absolutely perfect for you.]
Jiang Nanshu smiled: “Thank you for the compliment.”
[…]
It has begun to feel sorry for the male lead to meet such a heartless person.
Alas, so miserable.
…
Jiang Nanshu received gifts all day long.
From Jiang’s father to Jiang Zhouye, all her brothers gave her birthday presents.
Jiang Yisen was generous and gave her a sports car.
The whole family, except Jiang’s mother, all gave gifts.
Jiang Nanshu thought that she was probably still angry about overturning the table that day. It was said that Old Mr. Song had a heart attack that night and was admitted to the hospital because of the anger.
She sat on the fluffy carpet in the villa, happily counting the gifts from everyone.
The gift given by Yan Yidan was a dress that she designed herself.
There was a logo on it.
DOYI.
She looked at it for a long time before she felt that the logo was too familiar.
So she checked it online.
This is a brand created by the world-renowned designer YIDO. The average price of a dress starts at 100,000 yuan, and the haute couture dresses she designed herself are even harder to come by.
Jiang Nanshu: “…”
Is this sister really not hiding anything and wants to make her feel inferior and give up Lu Qingyan’s right to pursue her?
She stood up silently and hung this high-end dress worth one million in the most conspicuous place in the closet…
In the afternoon, Lu Qingyan came to the villa in person.
Jiang Nanshu was lying on the sofa, eating potato chips and watching TV.
Seeing him coming, she asked casually: “Are you here to cook?”
Lu Qingyan: “…”
Do you really treat him as a nanny?
He stood there for a moment before speaking: “Put on your clothes. I’ll take you out to eat.”
“Huh? Are you going to give me a birthday present? Candlelight dinner? That sounds pretty romantic~”
She threw the potato chips on the coffee table and hurried upstairs: “Right away, right away, wait for me.”
She looked as if she were afraid that Lu Qingyan would run away.
Lu Qingyan looked at her helplessly and then cleaned up the place she had made dirty.
When she came down again, the coffee table was clean.
Jiang Nanshu’s old face flushed.
“Ah, this… makes me look so sloppy. Unhappy!”
*****
The author has something to say:
Xiao Jiang: Boss Yan, how many vests do you have?
Boss Yan: What are you talking about? I am just an ordinary teacher.
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