Chapter 43: Chapter 43: The Path of Truth, Goodness, and Beauty is Blocked, Continue to Seek Destruction Chapter 43: Chapter 43: The Path of Truth, Goodness, and Beauty is Blocked, Continue to Seek Destruction Seeing Jiang Nanshu still chuckling over a novel, drool starting to leak from the corners of her mouth.
It simply couldn’t bear to watch.
It felt there must be a mistake in the file, but the result was confirmed as true.
Because Jiang Nanshu, at the age of fifteen, had personally set fire to kill her parents.
Although it was just to increase the Disgust Value, it considered itself to have a very upright moral compass and decided to save Jiang Nanshu just a little bit.
Da Shachun: “Host, the villain Liang Ciqiu’s blackening value is now at 20%. Originally, because of the original female protagonist’s redemption, he was filled with hope for the world, until she abandoned him. His psyche twisted, and he slowly blackened, taking revenge on society and obstructing the love story of the male and female protagonists. Take a look… Do you want to help him out a bit?”
Jiang Nanshu tilted her head in confusion: “What do you mean?”
“In simple terms, it means redeeming the villain.”
Jiang Nanshu blinked her beautiful big eyes and suddenly burst out laughing: “Me, redeeming the villain? Da Shachun, couldn’t he just go die on his own and not trouble me?”
Okay, the path of righteousness is sealed off; continue with the self-destruction.
It’ll be better when she returns to her own world…
Seeing that the System remained silent.
Jiang Nanshu finally pouted disinterestedly: “You should be begging me not to kick him while he’s down and speed up the soar of his blackening value.”
Don’t say anything else, already starting to sweat.
Jiang Nanshu yawned; it was already ten o’clock at night.
Feeling a bit thirsty, she took a cup and went out to get some water.
Just as she reached the stairs, she saw Jiang Zhouye coming down as well.
He held a glass in his hand, containing a sachet of Flower Tea that seemed to have been infused already—probably out of hot water, coming down to get some.
Seeing Jiang Nanshu, his brows furrowed in obvious disgust, his voice hoarse: “Don’t block the way.”
She didn’t move but looked at his cup and cheerfully greeted him: “Fourth Brother, going to get water for tea?”
Jiang Zhouye replied coldly: “None of your business.”
“Indeed, it’s none of my business. It’s not me whose throat is getting poisoned. He probably couldn’t imagine that the person wanting to harm him, to be on the safe side, sent him this drugged Flower Tea, right?”
Jiang Zhouye’s phoenix eyes slightly widened, his hand slipped, and the cup fell straight down.
Jiang Nanshu hurriedly dodged.
“Close call, as morals decay and hearts grow cold, almost got falsely accused!”
The cup smashed on Jiang Zhouye’s toe, making him cry out in pain.
Combined with his erratic hoarse voice, it almost seemed like a zombie coming back to life.
“Jeez, that’s terrifying; better keep a distance.”
She took two more steps back, maintaining a safe distance from Jiang Zhouye.
“Fourth Brother, are you alright?”
Jiang Zhouye clutched his toe, a bruise forming under his toenail, grinding his teeth in pain.
Seeing Jiang Nanshu standing so far away, he became even more annoyed: “Why are you backing away so far? Come and give me a hand.”
Jiang Nanshu shook her head and took another step back: “Fourth Brother, you stand up yourself; I’m not worthy to touch you.”
Jiang Zhouye: “…Fuck!”
He propped himself up using the staircase railing, cursing as he stood: “Jiang Nanshu, do you even have a heart?”
“Of course!” Jiang Nanshu looked concerned, her tone serious: “I have three hearts. One is happy, one is satisfied, and the last is heartbroken because you won’t forgive me.”
Listen to yourself spouting nonsense.
His gaze complicated as he stared at the Flower Tea, then at Jiang Nanshu: “This tea…”
“Have the person who sent it to you send you two more boxes; drinking more won’t hurt.”
“Just a ruined throat, it seems. Seems like they wanted to sever the vocal cords when it got serious. Even though they were saved, the singing quality is not like before, and the stars are no longer aligned. What great teammates, huh? Shrimps playing with pig hearts~”
“I’m not going to tell you who’s trying to poison you!”
Jiang Zhouye took a deep breath, picked up the cup, and limped upstairs.
He would find out by himself!
He just couldn’t believe he wouldn’t figure out who was trying to harm him .
No wonder his throat hadn’t gotten any better after taking the medicine; instead, it had started to hurt even more. In an instant, his heart felt as if it had dropped into an ice cave.
The remaining six members of his team had all supported each other to get this far; he really didn’t want to suspect his brothers, but the current circumstances made it hard for him to avoid suspicion.
He would secretly take the flower tea for testing tomorrow to see if it had indeed been tampered with.
Jiang Nanshu took a cup of hot water and turned back to her room.
The sound of a car engine shutting off came from outside. She walked to the window and looked out.
A luxury car stopped in the neighboring villa; it was too far to see clearly who got out of the car.
How odd; the long-unoccupied villa had finally gotten a neighbor.
Not long after, the lights in the neighboring villa turned on and then off again.
Were they acting like thieves?
Jiang Nanshu stared for a few more minutes, until the water in her cup cooled. She then drained the cup and indulged in a good beauty sleep.
Jiang Nanshu yawned as she went to the dining room for breakfast.
Jiang Yunchuan’s company was just starting up, so he’d gone off to inspect it before dawn.
Mrs. Jiang sat at the dining table and warmly smiled when she saw Jiang Nanshu, “Nannan, come sit beside Mom.”
Jiang Nanshu looked at her strangely; she couldn’t recall her mother ever showing such a tender expression toward her.
[What’s gotten into her? So weird…]
Mrs. Jiang took a deep breath, maintaining her smile.
She put some crystal shrimp dumplings into Jiang Nanshu’s bowl and served her a bowl of bird’s nest soup.
This bizarre atmosphere made Jiang Nanshu wonder if they had gone crazy.
Jiang Zhouye hobbled over, and when Jiang Nanshu turned to look at him, his dark circles could practically fall over his heels, his face full of more grievance than those who awaken early.
[Why does he look like a vengeful ghost… This house is getting scarier by the day.]
He took a deep breath and sat down to eat his breakfast in silence.
Mrs. Jiang looked at his toes worriedly, “Ah Ye, is your foot okay? Do you need more medicine?”
Jiang Zhouye ate his breakfast quickly, no longer able to slowly chew and maintain his figure at this moment.
“Mom, don’t worry, I’m fine.”
He stood up as soon as he finished eating, touched the flower tea in his pocket, and gave Jiang Nanshu a meaningful look, “I’m stepping out for a bit.”
Jiang Nanshu followed him shortly, with a slight smile, “Mom and Dad, I’m heading out too.”
Jiang Zhouye left first, followed by Jiang Nanshu.
She had spent a lot of money on a fast-acting sleeping pill.
She also sent messages separately to Chen Qian and Mr. Chen, asking them to come tomorrow morning.
Then, she sent Chen Qian a picture of the drug she bought to reassure her and promised to give her a big surprise tomorrow.
Finally, she stretched languidly by the roadside, the sunshine warm and making her feel lazy.
Torn between going home and going to a bar to feel some abs, Jiang Nanshu chose the bar.
But what she didn’t expect was her damn bad luck!
She ran into Lu Qingyan and Su Ran again!
[Can’t you two just drop dead somewhere else!]