The Heiress Acts Mischievously, But Her Family Can Read Her Mind novel Chapter 450

Chapter 450: Chapter 449: Wish Fulfilled (Grand Finale)

Jiang Nanshu’s fingers dug into the mud, and tears surged out as she grasped a round, hard object.

Trembling, she brought it before her eyes, and it was a Buddha Bead.

Scattered across the ground during Lu Qingyan’s fight.

She gently blinked, and a tear fell upon it.

"Don’t..."

Silence seemed to fall all around.

Jiang Nanshu could only hear her own crying.

A forgotten memory suddenly became clear.

In the psychiatric hospital’s ward.

The young nurse, holding up a melodramatic novel that made her cry, sobbed, "What the hell, the male lead dies trying to save the female lead, the story ends badly, and she doesn’t even update it anymore, boo hoo hoo, my poor male lead, I won’t read this again!"

The young nurse cried profusely.

Jiang Nanshu glanced at her and scoffed disdainfully, "Only idiots would cry over such nonsense."

Unconvinced, the nurse threw it at her, "You should also immerse yourself in this romance, just watch, I guarantee you’ll be moved."

Under the young nurse’s repeated threats, Jiang Nanshu started reading the melodramatic novel.

The male lead, Lu Qingyan?

The female lead, Su Ran?

She criticized, "Their names sound terrible."

The nurse rolled her eyes speechlessly, "Just read it."

Jiang Nanshu encountered a vicious supporting female character who shared her own name.

Her interest deepened, wanting to see how a malicious character with her name would behave.

But seeing herself self-destruct, Jiang Nanshu felt an inexplicable anger rise and cursed, "Trashy novel!"

After the malicious character died, she threw the book aside.

Still upset, she flipped to the end to take a peek at the conclusion.

It was Su Ran in the name of the female lead, yet in the end, it became her name.

The male lead, fighting to save the female lead, was shot several times and fell off a cliff to his death.

What the heck, the author can’t even get the names right.

She completely threw the book aside.

After all, they are just characters in a book, their deaths are none of her concern.

Memories tangled like vines.

The tear-soaked Buddha Beads shimmered under the light.

So, from the moment she came into this story, it constantly altered and overlapped, heading towards its ultimate conclusion.

"Nannan!"

Her brothers’ voices came from behind.

Police were accompanying them.

Bao Yan’s men scattered in all directions.

Jiang Nanshu had a mental breakdown and fainted, the bead in her hand slowly rolling toward the cliff, finally stopping just at the edge.

"We must save my sister no matter what!"

"What do you mean the child can’t live? She must be fine!"

"Have they found the body at the bottom of the cliff? Even if dead, we need to see the body."

"Don’t tell her about Lu Qingyan’s death..."

It’s so noisy, everyone around is so noisy.

Jiang Nanshu wanted to open her eyes, but her body was in so much pain.

Where was she, why couldn’t she wake up?

She sank into the darkness, a white light appearing before her.

It turned out to be a dream.

When she was four, in the snowy field, she was so cold, there was a house ahead with lights on, people eating warm meals, why wouldn’t they let her in.

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