The Heiress Acts Mischievously, But Her Family Can Read Her Mind novel Chapter 438

Chapter 438 -437

Yu Zhuyin fainted from excessive fright and, owing to some poisonous snake bites, she was hospitalized directly.

Without Yu Zhuyin, that annoying clown, hopping around him, Lu Qingyan finally felt that the air around him had become much fresher.

“If she dares to come again, it won’t be as simple as a snake bite.”

It served as a warning to Yu Xiao too—Miannan’s reach didn’t extend into Hua Country.

In the evening, as Lu Qingyan applied essential oil to Jiang Nanshu, he said, “She probably won’t come bouncing before me again for a while.”

“Oh, as long as you’ve handled it yourself,” Jiang Nanshu didn’t react much—it wasn’t her thorny love matter, anyway.

“Lu Qingyan, how’s the Yang Family doing lately?” Jiang Nanshu suddenly remembered and asked.

The Yang Family?

“Jiashu refused an arranged marriage, quarreled with his family, and then left the Yang Family.” Lu Qingyan glanced at Jiang Nanshu. “Is he living with Xu Xi?”

Jiang Nanshu nodded: “Yeah, they’re dating.”

Afterwards, considering the many schemes of wealthy families, she asked, “His mother won’t force them to break up, will she?”

Lu Qingyan thought for a moment. In his memory, Mrs. Yang was a very gentle person who didn’t interfere much with her son’s life, adopting a hands-off approach.

However, the current situation of the Yang Family was indeed not optimistic.

He shook his head: “I’m not sure, but they probably wouldn’t have if the Yang Family hadn’t run into trouble.”

So, does the Yang Family’s crisis now necessitate Jiashu’s arranged marriage to smooth things over?

Jiang Nanshu was now beginning to worry about Xu Xi.

But there seemed to be no issues on her end; she was probably talking things through well with Jiashu.

“In a few days, my third brother is getting married. Come with me,” she said.

Jian Hemian’s wife was a researcher, and they had been dating for nearly two years before deciding to marry.

Jian Hemian was not young either, thirty-two this year.

Jiang Jingcheng was his twin and still single for now, but Jiang Nanshu thought her few brothers would probably all be getting married in the next few years.

The day of Jian Hemian’s wedding was quite grand. As a relative of Hemian, Jiang Nanshu sat at the main table in the front with the Ji Family’s parents.

Mr. Jiang acknowledged the Ji Family as god-relatives, grateful for their care of Jiang Nanshu, which meant the two families would have interactions during holidays and festivals.

Jiang Nanshu was indifferent, but Father Ji and Mrs. Ji felt they were reaching above their station.

Jiang Nanshu then explained to them that Ji Ze would eventually need support once he entered society, and such free assistance was not to be wasted. Now, Ji Ze was starting a business with his roommate, and in this society, having more connections meant having more paths.

Father Ji and Mrs. Ji, thinking this way, quelled their thoughts of refusal.

Most of the guests at the wedding were prominent figures from the Beijing Circle. Jiang Nanshu knew some and didn’t know others, but they were all there.

Jiang Zhouye took a day off from his variety show to attend his brother’s wedding as well.

Even Bao Yan, whom she hadn’t seen for several months, appeared.

He looked no different on the outside, yet his overall presence had become more restrained and profound.

Upon seeing Lu Qingyan, he could even pleasantly approach to greet him.

Lu Qingyan wouldn’t forget their past fights—he was far from being fond of Bao Yan and didn’t even respond to his greeting, plainly displaying their discord.

Bao Yan wasn’t annoyed and focused on Jiang Nanshu’s bulging belly, smiling slyly: “This child is fortunate to be born into President Lu’s home.”

Lu Qingyan blocked Bao Yan’s view and scoffed coldly, “I’m not close enough with you to discuss children.”

“In the business world, we see each other regardless of whether we want to or not; I was too impulsive before. It’s just a woman—her death won’t stop me from making money,” Bao Yan said with a laugh in his voice.

His usually cold expression unexpectedly softened.

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