Jiang Jingcheng is going too?
The original plot had him getting injured only after attending the warm springs.
Which means that, in the original story, only Mr. Jiang, Mrs. Jiang, the original host body, Jiang Leyi, and Jiang Yunchuan went to Fenglin Villa for the warm springs.
The other brothers didn’t have the time at all.
Jiang Zhouye was too busy taking care of his voice to even think about going out for fun.
Jiang Hemian was actually present. In the original book, it was Jiang Leyi who called him to join.
Now, apart from Jiang Jingcheng’s part coming up earlier, not much else has changed. There are just a few more people involved, no big deal.
Jiang Nanshu silently cheered herself on.
"It’s okay, Jiang Nanshu. Although reality differs a bit from what you imagined, at least the Fourth Brother is about to lose his voice, the Third Brother’s hand is still waiting to be cut off, Fifth Brother isn’t the only one cheated on, not just by Lin Yueyue, the First Brother’s company is waiting to face a huge loss, at least their fates haven’t changed. Oh right, there’s also my Golden Sister..."
With these thoughts, Jiang Nanshu looked up to find Jiang Leyi staring at her unblinkingly.
"Think of Cao Cao, and Cao Cao is watching me. I’m scared to death!"
Go on, say it! Why aren’t you saying anything!
And what about me? What’s going to happen to me?
Leaving a conversation halfway drives one insane.
Right now, she felt as if her entire body was itchy, driving her crazy.
She had already blacklisted the scumbag and cut off contact with Yuan Feng.
But, that didn’t change the fact she still hadn’t escaped the fate of being married off by PUA or her fate as a living blood bank!
Jiang Nanshu watched Jiang Leyi’s thirsty gaze...
Cautiously, she put some distance between them, pressing close to Jiang Yunchuan beside her.
When she turned her head, she saw Jiang Yunchuan also staring at her intensely, his face dark as night.
Damn it! Did he have to deal with troubles other than Lin Yueyue?
Was his life destined to be marked by infidelity?!
Who was that woman? What was her name? He promised to stay far, far away.
He couldn’t just not date, could he?
At his age, in the prime of youth, ready to blossom, not dating was no different from being dead.
Stuck in the middle, not able to move an inch, Jiang Nanshu: "..."
She had never felt so speechless before in her life.
It seemed like she was a piece of meat that both of them wanted to pounce on and take a bite.
Jiang Nanshu crossed her arms, shrinking into a small, vulnerable, helpless ball, her voice trembling: "Stop looking at me like that, I’m really not tasty, my meat is very tough..."
Jiang Yunchuan: "..."
Jiang Hemian, who was focused on driving, couldn’t help but let out a slight chuckle, his voice pleasing to the ear: "Speaking of eating meat, I’m quite good with a knife. I was originally on the medical track, but the department made me switch majors because I dissected animal bones too neatly. What a waste of my carving skills; I could strip a person’s meridians leaving them intact."
Everyone in the car: "..."
Jiang Nanshu hugged herself even tighter, feeling even more helpless: "Yeah, of the whole Jiang family, it’s you who’s the biggest freak... How else could you dismember someone with a prosthetic limb."
Jiang Yunchuan: "!!!"
So there’s a hidden murderer in the car?
Both were unwittingly huddled close to Jiang Nanshu, equally helpless.
Jiang Hemian: "..." Huh?
He was going to kill someone? How come he didn’t know about it.
With an unchanged expression, Jiang Jingcheng commented indifferently, "After all is said and done, it’s your own issue. If you hadn’t perfectly extracted the organs from the mannequins during the mock surgeries of medical students, why would the school have made you switch majors?"
Jiang Hemian smiled dismissively: "I am a perfectionist. A messy arrangement spoils the aesthetics."
Jiang Jingcheng: "...You’re sick, get treated!"
The three in the back felt the point was reasonable but dared not to make a sound.
With one hand on the steering wheel, Jiang Hemian looked in the rearview mirror at Jiang Nanshu, who was curled up in a ball with an aggrieved and speechless expression on her face.
Clearly, she didn’t understand why, in this sweltering heat, they felt the need to squeeze in beside her.
"I get it now. You two just want to overheat me first, then crush me to death. Truly venomous at heart."
She lifted her head groggily only to catch Jiang Hemian’s eyes watching her through the rearview mirror.
His brows and eyes seemed diseased, the cold, heavy gaze hiding behind gold wire-framed glasses.
"Boo hoo hoo, God, help me, I want to get off this car! Third brother is going to kill me, this is such bad karma!"
"Don’t look at me don’t look at me don’t look at me don’t look at me don’t look at me, I have depression, I’ll go crazy."
"Kill someone else, the idiot who caused you to lose your hand, but not me."
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!"
Their ears were nearly deaf.
Jiang Jingcheng stared at Jiang Hemian speechlessly for a second.
He mouthed silently: "Playing with her."
Jiang Jingcheng understood his lip-reading, and tersely dropped a sentence: "...Psycho."
Look what he’s done to the kid.
Jiang Hemian retracted his gaze, a cold smile hooking at the corner of his mouth.
If he could really find the cause of his severed hand, he truly wouldn’t mind killing that person.
The car pulled up beside the fountain at the Jiang family’s grand villa.
Mrs. Jiang had arrived a step earlier.
At the moment, she was taking a call with an indifferent expression: "Mm, just wait for my children to get ready, no rush."
Then she hung up promptly.
Mr. Jiang watched her with a smile: "Why aren’t you happy to meet your girlfriends? This isn’t like you; you used to be so happy talking on the phone with Chu Xin."
Chu Xin was about to steal her husband, how could she be happy?
Just thinking about if she had an accident and were to die,
With Chu Xin entering the hall like she owns the place, her children calling her "Mom,"
Such a scene would infuriate her enough to cause high blood pressure.
"Are you very happy?" Mrs. Jiang’s voice turned icy.
"Shouldn’t I be happy? Going out with their family is quite nice."
Really wanted to slap this old man’s face!
He thought about it and even summed up with a chuckle: "Chu Xin is quite enthusiastic toward me, and for someone like me who’s introverted, once the conversation starts, there won’t be any awkward silence."
Mrs. Jiang, unable to endure it any longer, slapped him, her face turning red with anger: "Fan your mom!"
Jiang Nanshu and the others at the entrance: "..."
"What the hell is the old man doing, to make Mom, such a graceful lady, curse out loud?"
He didn’t understand; she hit him without warning, no countdown at all.
"Quite trendy, old man, even going into personality tests?"
Mr. Jiang, holding his face, felt somewhat wronged.
What was wrong with being introverted?
He just wanted to ask what was wrong! Did it warrant a slap?
"Wife, if you hit me there should be a reason, shouldn’t there? Don’t I have any dignity?" Mr. Jiang mustered the courage to resist.
Mrs. Jiang gave him a cold glance, noticing the children had returned, and gritted her teeth whispering: "Stay away from Chu Xin! Hear me?"
When had he gotten close to Chu Xin?
If it wasn’t for her face, he wouldn’t even want to step out of the house. Wasn’t it nice to read the newspaper at home?
Mr. Jiang stood there, huffing and puffing, while Mrs. Jiang directly went upstairs. Halfway up, she stood on the circular staircase, gazing down at him: "Aren’t you coming up to help me with the luggage? We’re staying overnight at Fenglin Villa."
Seeing the awkward atmosphere,
Jiang Nanshu blinked and spoke with precision, striking right at Mrs. Jiang’s heart: "What’s the matter, Dad, got caught cheating?"