"Mom?" Jiang Leyi abruptly stood up, the chair scraping across the ground with a shrill sound.
She couldn’t hear Jiang Nanshu’s inner thoughts and saw no expression on her family’s faces, so she assumed that Jiang Nanshu was too panicked to reveal her thoughts.
However, Mrs. Jiang’s sudden firm belief that Chu Muxi was "Jiang Nanshu" seemed absurd to her.
"She is Nannan, ah. The woman before you is someone else’s daughter. You and Nannan share a blood connection, haven’t you done a DNA test?"
Mrs. Jiang didn’t know how to explain on the spot.
She hesitated before saying, "Yiyi, I’ll talk to you about this later..."
Meanwhile, Chu Muxi looked at Jiang Leyi as if her eyes could shoot fire.
From the moment she entered the Jiang family household, the person she hated the most was Jiang Leyi.
Just a fake daughter without any blood relation.
Still, her parents and brothers doted on her exceedingly.
Whereas the relatives with whom she shared a blood connection could only gain their dislike, even being ostracized.
Jiang Nanshu making use of her body to get involved with Jiang Leyi, that bitch, had disgusted her.
Her emotions flared up, "Do you even have a say in this household? Only someone with a thick face like you could stay in the Jiang family without a rightful place, enjoying others’ resources and money. If I were you, I would have the decency to leave the Jiang family."
Jiang Leyi’s expression cooled, her hand by her side clenching tightly, and she was certain now that the Chu Muxi before her was indeed sinister, because Chu Muxi was a smiley tiger, skilled at hiding her real feelings. She definitely wouldn’t act , biting like a mad dog everywhere.
She sneered provocatively, "I’m only stating the facts. Why are you breaking down? Why don’t you and Nannan test with mom to see who really has the blood relation? It will be clear at a glance."
Chu Muxi’s face turned green.
That would definitely be Jiang Nanshu.
She was undoubtedly the daughter of the Jiang family.
Now residing in another body, even a million tests wouldn’t show a blood relation with Mrs. Jiang.
The way Jiang Leyi defended Jiang Nanshu infuriated her.
She grabbed a cup of water from the table and splashed it towards Jiang Leyi, "Get out of this house; you’re not welcome here. Have you forgotten what I used to tell you? Only one of us can survive in this house!"
Chu Muxi’s move was so swift that they couldn’t stop her in time; the water cascaded down Jiang Leyi’s cheeks, leaving her pale.
Chu Muxi’s inexplicable words filled her with panic because that was indeed something the former Jiang Nanshu often said to her.
Afterward, she tried not to stay at home to avoid a direct conflict with Jiang Nanshu and didn’t want to create a life-and-death situation that would trouble the family.
A disturbing thought crossed her mind.
She looked anxiously at Jiang Nanshu, who was calmly cutting his steak.
Jiang Nanshu drained his glass of orange juice and, after satisfying his hunger, elegantly put down his knife and fork and wiped his lips with a napkin.
Holding the empty glass, he said to Jiang Leyi, "Sister, I want another glass."
"Sister, the situation is urgent, how can you still drink!"
She reached for the drink bottle, "Okay..."
After filling it up, she also asked, "Is that enough?"
Jiang Nanshu glanced at Jiang Leyi’s soaked hair and the overflowing orange juice, a hint of regret passing through his eyes.
She picked up her cup, stood up, and splashed it towards Chu Muxi, who attacked indiscriminately.
Sticky orange juice smeared across her entire face, she hadn’t even had the time to get angry yet.
A sharp pain suddenly throbbed at her temple, and the fresh red liquid began to flow down, she instinctively shut her eyes tight.
Accompanied by the sound of a glass hitting the floor.
Her neck choked by her collar, Jiang Nanshu’s forceful dragging made her stumble as she was forced to follow.
"Jiang Nanshu, what are you doing, ah! It hurts."
Chu Muxi rolled down the steps of the main door, wiping the blood over her eyes with her sleeve, glaring furiously at Jiang Nanshu who stood at the highest point looking down at her.
"Why did you hit me? Are you sick?"
Jiang Nanshu looked at her with cold eyes, her red lips curved in a smirk, "Just felt like hitting someone because I was in a bad mood."
She threw a wad of paper at her face: "I have severe depression, so don’t mess with me, or I might kill you when I get aggravated."
She had never heard of someone with depression killing others; wasn’t this illness about internalizing problems and harming oneself?
Looking from here inward.
Everyone at the table had come to the door because of this incident.
Mrs. Jiang seemed to want to help her up but was held back firmly by Mr. Jiang.
She cried, "Dad, Mom, when I came to you three years ago with the DNA paternity test, it was the elder brother who received me. He gave me a piece of delicious mousse cake, I had never eaten anything so delicious before, and from that moment, I decided I must be very good to you."
Jiang Yisen slightly raised an eyebrow, merely letting out a cold laugh, his gaze unfriendly.
She then looked at Jiang Jingcheng: "Second brother, have you forgotten? One night, you had a headache from staying up late working on a surgery plan, and I made you a cup of tea, you slept well into the next day."
Jiang Jingcheng’s expression grew colder, his eyes seeming to carve daggers into Chu Muxi, who remained oblivious.
"And third brother, you fractured your hand because of a vase, I felt so guilty that I spent all night looking through medical books. I made a medicinal ointment for bruises and sprains to help your hand recover quickly."
Jiang Hemian, initially enjoying the drama, stiffened his smile, his eyes darkening as he looked at Chu Muxi like she was a dead person.
She sobbed looking at Jiang Zhouye: "Fourth brother, do you remember? For a while, I pestered you to teach me singing. You said you were busy, then I noticed your throat was hoarse, so I added medicine for the throat to your milk."
Jiang Zhouye’s face turned ashen, seemingly gripped by an urge to strangle Chu Muxi.
Finally, she turned her gaze towards Jiang Yunchuan.
Which caused Jiang Yunchuan to take a step back in fear.
It was terrifying, truly terrifying...
"Fifth Brother, since we are close in age, I particularly enjoyed spending time with you. When I saw that you liked Lin Yueyue, and then Lin Yueyue said she was scared because you were too rich and that she couldn’t handle it, so she never agreed to be with you. To help you conquer her heart quickly, I transferred all your money away just to increase the difficulty for you, do you remember those hard days?"
Jiang Yunchuan’s face had the look of eating sh*t, his lips parted slightly, only to be clenched tightly in the end.
"I remember all of these because I am Jiang Nanshu, regarding everything about you guys, I remember clearly!"
Jiang Nanshu looked at her as if she was fishing for compliments.
Finally understood why her initial disgust value was 89 after replacing her.
That Transcender seemed more suitable for this task than her.
A few words had changed everyone’s expressions.
She gave her a look as if to say "you’re on your own," then stepped aside.
The five of them stood on the steps, peering down at her.
In unison: "So it was you!"