Mrs. Jiang’s hand trembled, almost throwing a bag of high-end beauty luxuries away.
Products brought from her maternal home could cause cancer?!
Jiang Nanshu shook her head, still obedient, "No, Mom, you eat them yourself, I don’t like these."
Not to mention Jiang Nanshu, she didn’t want to eat them now either.
Mrs. Jiang forced a smile, "It’s okay if you don’t like them, you’re a young girl with good skin, eating too much might even be bad. Go play in the living room, I’m going upstairs."
Mrs. Jiang took a pile of stuff and walked to the family elevator.
[It’s a bit strange, why after you died, your maternal family actually supported Chu Xin in taking over. You’re not the fake daughter in "True and False Heiresses" are you?]
Mrs. Jiang almost lost her composure.
That’s absolutely impossible!
She entered the elevator with a scowl.
She knew her own maternal family well, a family of scholars, it was impossible for something like a child mix-up to happen.
But what she hadn’t expected was, after her death, her own maternal family actually supported Chu Xin in taking over!
How could this be possible!
They would never agree to Mr. Jiang remarrying, and with her children all grown up, Chu Xin stepping in wouldn’t bring any benefits. Why bother?
Mrs. Jiang was extremely distressed.
Looking for someone to talk to, she found she had no confidants.
Mr. Jiang was still mad at her for using Jiang Nanshu as Jiang Leyi’s stepping stone, and hadn’t spoken to her for two days, nor had he come home.
After much thought, she could only turn to Jiang Leyi.
When she called Jiang Leyi, there was some noise on the other end.
"Hello? Yiyi, where are you?"
"I’m at a show out of town, you called just as I got off stage. What’s wrong?"
Mrs. Jiang hesitated, slowly tearing up, wiping her tears, "Yiyi, I don’t know who to talk to. Nannan seems to dislike me, no matter what I do, it’s useless. She doesn’t consider me at all. Your maternal family dislikes her rural upbringing and wants me to press her into etiquette training. I refused because I thought she couldn’t handle it. I always have her best interests at heart."
Jiang Leyi was silent on the other end.
Finally she said, "Yes, you were afraid it would be too hard on her, so you didn’t let her learn, yet you forced all the things she should have learned onto me. Mom... have you ever truly had Nannan’s best interests at heart? I don’t want to hear you cry about how Nannan isn’t affectionate towards you, because it’s not just you, she isn’t affectionate with any of us. But still, I’m thankful for her, I like her a lot, Mom. You can’t always live according to others’ words, forcing yourself to appear flawless. Let me be honest, even if my maternal family asked me to leave the Jiang family, I would agree."
"No!" Mrs. Jiang’s voice turned sharp, "You are my daughter, nobody can make you leave, nobody can."
"Yiyi, you are the child I struggled to keep. Are you going to abandon me? Your maternal family is just talking; they won’t send you away. I know them best, they won’t harm you. You are also the child they’ve watched grow up."
Mrs. Jiang was somewhat obsessed with Jiang Leyi, whom she had painstakingly nurtured into the perfect lady.
Externally, she also said that she and Jiang Nanshu were twin sisters, just that the younger sister was accidentally left in the countryside at birth. She had secured Jiang Leyi the status of the eldest young lady of the Jiang family. What more could she ask for? Jiang Nanshu was her sister too, and the sisters helping and supporting each other would be wonderful.
This heavy maternal love made Jiang Leyi feel suffocated.
All these should have belonged to Jiang Nanshu.
Just thinking about this.
Made Jiang Leyi want to cry.
She felt like a homeless thief, usurping someone else’s life, yet Jiang Nanshu was still helping her change her destiny.
Jiang Leyi took a deep breath, "Mom, I will reveal the truth to the public, that Nannan is the only legitimate Miss of the Jiang Family, and I... I do not belong to the Jiang Family. I do not want those malicious words to attack Nannan anymore, she is innocent."
The phone call ended.
Mrs. Jiang felt somewhat powerless as her hand fell.
After her husband, it seemed her beloved daughter who had grown up had also become somewhat alienated from her.
What should she do for Jiang Nanshu to forgive her?
The mix-up was never her intention.
And the one who could have taken Jiang Nanshu from the hospital had to be someone she was close to and unguarded against.
The image of her maternal family flashed quickly through her mind.
She then forcefully shook her head and slapped herself to regain consciousness.
What was she thinking?
How could her maternal family possibly harm her, how could they possibly...
She made a phone call, her voice cold, "Housekeeper Qian, come up and brew the bird’s nest at the door for me to drink."
After speaking, she hung up the phone.
She refused to believe that her maternal family would harm her life, it was all her illusion.
Jiang Nanshu arrived on time at the Jiang Building for the appointment.
This towering building with over eighty floors was one of the more spectacular landmarks inside Beijing’s Third Ring, and it also bore the prosperity of the Jiang Family.
Jiang Nanshu withdrew her gaze, having no intention to enter, fearing that Jiang Yisen might suddenly get sick and make her clean the dirty floor; she simply waited outside.
Jiang Yisen appeared, dressed in a lavish black dress shirt.
His features were charmingly sinister, his eyes showing indifference, with a smile only surfacing when he saw Jiang Nanshu, "Why not come in? It’s hot outside."
Jiang Nanshu shook her head, "It’s not hot, I’m standing in the shade of a tree."
Jiang Yisen slightly raised his eyebrows, smiling, "As long as you’re happy."
Jiang Nanshu stealthily glanced at him and asked directly, "Big brother, did you buy the Nanshan District?"
Nanshan District, located at the southern side of Beijing, was barren land near the sea, yet before long it would become a sought-after location, but it had unintentionally been bought by Bao Yan.
"How could you snatch Bao Yan’s opportunity? How is he supposed to make a living now?"
Jiang Yisen scoffed, What did he care about how Bao Yan lived, he only wanted to live well himself.
The light in his eyes grew colder, his casual raised eyebrow asking, "Who told you?"
Without hesitation, Jiang Nanshu betrayed Lu Qingyan, "My Brother Qingyan, he told me."
"Big brother, you already have the Yan Mountain project and now you’re starting the Nanshan project, there could be losses, plus Nanshan is a place where not even birds want to land, no one goes there for tourism!" Jiang Nanshu, nearly talked herself dry, "We should sell this barren land of Nanshan, you just need to manage Yan Mountain well, I promise you will make a huge profit! If not, I’ll apologize with my death, okay?"
"Heh, when you go bankrupt, that will be the day I die."
Jiang Yisen’s gaze softened slightly, a faint smile playing on his lips, "Nannan, you don’t need to die, nor do you need to make such deadly vows. Nanshan District shares a character with your name, I believe you will bring me good luck."
"Big brother, can you not be so confident? I really just want you to have bad luck, how could I possibly bring you good fortune! You’re just like our fourth brother, he even calls me a lucky star, ridiculous!"