Lu Qingyan reached out and brushed her hand away: “Go and tell Grandpa these words. As long as this marriage is not canceled, I can’t go find that Miss Yan. My father is in good health now, and Lu Group doesn’t need me to control it.”
“How dare you disobey me?”
Lu’s mother was so angry that she wanted to slap him in the face. (T/N: Tsk, is this the madam of the Lu family that you say noble, kind, etc, Lu Qingyan?)
Lu Qingyan grabbed her wrist.
After a long while, he smiled gently and said, “Mother, I am no longer a child. I have grown up.”
Lu’s mother’s face froze.
She looked at Lu Qingyan’s dark eyes. She felt guilty for a moment, but it was soon covered by hatred. This was her son. She could teach him however she wanted.
She shook his hand away and said coldly, “Get lost. You can only marry the person I choose. You can’t disobey my orders.”
Lu Qingyan left without looking back.
After going down the stairs, the old butler of the Lu family looked at him with concern: “Young Master… Madam…”
A layer of tenderness covered Lu Qingyan’s cold eyes: “Uncle, she is fine. She will be fine after she goes crazy.”
“I’ll go back to school first.”
Lu Qingyan got into the black Land Rover, closed the door, and lit a cigarette.
The next second, the phone screen lit up.
It was a message from Su Ran.
She asked him where he was and that she was having some trouble there.
Lu Qingyan held a cigarette in his mouth. His expression was cold, and the softness faded, half hidden in the smoke.
After a long while, he typed: [Location.]
Su Ran quickly gave him the location.
Then, Lu Qingyan passed it to Cheng An.
…
Beijing University—
Jiang Nanshu stood at the school gate and waved to Jiang’s father and mother, smiling sweetly: “Mom and Dad, take care. See you this weekend~”
Jiang’s mother stumbled but luckily she managed to hold the car door steady. She forced a smile: “Nan Nan…see you this weekend.”
Then she pulled Jiang’s father and said, “Hurry up and leave. I was too frightened today and needed to relax.”
Jiang’s father waved to Jiang Nanshu and drove away.
Look at her operation today, it was very successful.
Jiang’s mother avoided her like the plague, and Jiang’s father was not much better.
It was just one house, look how scared they were, not steady at all.
Next time, she will directly ask for two houses.
Jiang Nanshu was happily holding the cheque in her pocket when she suddenly thought of something. Her face instantly fell, “Dashachun, can I take the money I earned in this world with me? If I succeed in my mission and go back, what if I use the money to send those idiots to a mental hospital? It feels so good just thinking about it.”
Dashachun: […]
It put away the book it was reading.
It felt so good to think about it this way.
It coughed lightly: [Host, our system is very humane. If you successfully complete the mission, you can take the money you save to your original world.]
Jiang Nanshu’s eyes lit up.
She decided to work harder to make money!
Money is her life!
Weren’t they just bullying her because she had no money?
When she returns with the huge sum of money, that group of people’s nightmare will begin.
The more Jiang Nanshu thought about it, the happier she felt.
She hummed tuneless music in her mouth. She even felt very happy even when she went to the afternoon class.
What they learn in the broadcasting department is different from those in other departments. In the future, they can pursue a career as a host or dubbing artist.
So, most of the courses they take focus on developing eloquence, pronunciation, and program planning.
This year’s Mid-Autumn Festival Gala will be hosted by their Broadcasting Department.
Of course, Jiang Nanshu had no chance of being chosen as the host, but Hu Ying was chosen.
So, she came to her desk again and knocked on her desk: “Jiang Nanshu, there are still ten days until the Mid-Autumn Festival. Are you really ready for your program?”
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