The Heiress Acts Mischievously, But Her Family Can Read Her Mind-Chapter 124 She is my little sister!

He had just finished speaking.

Jiang Nanshu’s voice rang out, "The barbecue is here~"

"Ouch!" She slipped and a plate of freshly grilled, oily meat landed directly on the back of Cheng An, sticking to his thin T-shirt.

"Ah!"

Cheng An screamed in pain.

Su Ran was so frightened that she stepped back, distancing herself by a step.

Then she realized what happened and took the cold water from the table, dousing Cheng An’s back with it.

Mr. and Mrs. Jiang heard the commotion and came out of the cottage.

"What happened?"

Hearing Mr. Jiang’s voice, Jiang Nanshu hid behind her father like a little girl who had done something wrong and guiltily whispered, "Dad, I think I made a mistake. I wanted to bring the barbecue to the brothers, but I slipped and it all ended up on Cheng An. His back must be blistered from the oil, wuwuwu, what should I do?"

[I really should have brought a basin of hot oil and turned you, this bootlicker, into a dead dog. I was too gentle. Next time, I will definitely make sure to put in more strength.]

Jiang Nanshu was filled with regret in her heart, but due to the urgency of the situation, she didn’t have anything suitable to use, making her itch to hit Cheng An even more.

Mr. Jiang: "..."

He glanced at the oil-stained area on Cheng An’s T-shirt, which was so hot that he had taken it off.

His back was red and swollen, and because his skin was tender, it was covered with a long string of densely packed blisters.

Damn, just looking at it hurts.

Yet in her heart, Jiang Nanshu still felt it was too light.

Mr. Jiang coughed lightly, trying to make himself look less guilty.

If others knew that Jiang Nanshu did it on purpose, then it would be outrageous.

He said sternly, "Nannan, it’s okay, you didn’t do it on purpose. Shuling, make a call and get the doctor to take a look at Cheng An. We can’t have him scarred."

Then he reprimanded Jiang Nanshu, "Will you dare to be so careless again next time? Hurry up and apologize to Cheng An. If it were someone else, they wouldn’t forgive you so easily."

Mr. Jiang had barely finished when Cheng An’s face turned green.

Jiang Nanshu, this vile person, definitely did it on purpose!

With so many people around, it just so happened to hit him, scalding off a layer of skin.

[Old man’s art of speech is not any inferior to the Chu family’s. Is this the true tradition he learned from being used to hanging out with Chu Xin? Hahaha.]

Jiang Nanshu was inwardly bursting with joy.

But on the surface, her expression was one of remorse, blinking her sincere big eyes: "It’s all my fault for not standing firm and causing you to get hurt. Can you forgive me? I’ve already apologized to you."

Cheng An: "..."

He couldn’t detect a hint of sincerity.

He clenched his teeth tightly, his face menacingly dark.

"Cheng An isn’t that petty. Don’t worry about it. You’ve apologized, and he will definitely forgive you," Jiang Yunchuan’s voice timely intervened.

The trio by the seaside, having heard the noise, came over.

Yang Jiashu took a glance and chimed in, "No worries, Anzi is tough. He’ll recover in a few days. Right, Brother Yan?"

Lu Qingyan, who had not even glanced at Cheng An, casually agreed, "Mhm."

Cheng An was furious beyond words. He took a deep breath, forced a smile, and said, "Yeah, that’s right, I won’t blame her. Let’s just forget it this time. After all, she didn’t do it on purpose, and it’s not that painful."

Next time, he’d pour boiling water on her face.

What a hypocritical person!

Cheng An left with the doctor.

The barbecue chef placed all the barbecue on the table.

It was a large long table that could accommodate twenty people, filled with various barbecued meats, delicious food, and fruits covering the entire table.

Chu Xin called everyone to sit down, "Please take a seat, everyone. Since you’re here, make sure to enjoy yourselves to the fullest."

"Qingyan, come sit here," Chu Xin specially invited Lu Qingyan, and, by coincidence, Chu Muxi was seated next to him.

Lu Qingyan scanned the surroundings, found Jiang Nanshu, and sat beside her, "Thanks, I’ll sit here."

Su Ran looked around and felt uneasy with Cheng An gone.

She sat down with one empty seat between her and Lu Qingyan, leaving the spot next to Lu Qingyan open, "This seat is for Anzi; he’ll be here in a bit."

Yang Jiashu, who was about to sit next to Lu Qingyan, "..."

I’m defeated! freeωebnovēl.c૦m

How can someone still reserve seats.

But since Su Ran had said so, nobody else felt it was appropriate to comment.

When Cheng An returned, he had changed his clothes and applied ointment to the burn on his back. Seeing that Su Ran had saved him a seat, in the middle, next to Lu Qingyan, he didn’t sit there, instead, he said to Su Ran, "Ranran, you sit here. I want to sit next to Jiashu."

Su Ran looked at him helplessly with a glance, Cheng An jutted his chin, and only then did Su Ran move to sit next to Lu Qingyan.

Jiang Nanshu, "..."

[All this fuss over the seating arrangements, why take such a big loop, it’s so tiring. You obviously just want to sit next to him, the fate between you two is... not even a big cleaver could sever it.]

Su Ran felt somewhat nervous and uneasy, her hands gripping and then releasing on her knees.

She was clearly afraid that Lu Qingyan might dislike her proximity.

Suddenly, Lu Qingyan stood up, and Su Ran looked up at him.

He grabbed Jiang Nan’s arm and pressed her into his own seat, "Switch, my nephew will make a fuss without me accompanying him."

Shang Xu, who was about to cozy up with Jiang Nanshu, "..."

He had been playing with toys in the cabin all this time and was only brought out when it was time for the barbecue.

His grape-like eyes filled with grievance as he stared at Lu Qingyan, his lips pouting, "Uncle Yan is naughty."

Lu Qingyan raised his hand to ruffle the boy’s hair, "I need to serve you food, you can’t reach."

Su Ran quickly lowered her head to hide her emotions.

And Jiang Nanshu, forced to sit next to Su Ran, "..."

[Are you all sick or what? Am I also part of your little play?]

Lu Qingyan’s brow twitched vehemently as he focused on serving barbecued meat to his nephew.

Everyone took their seats.

The table began to eat and drink merrily.

Not far away.

Jiang Yisen stood next to Fang Minghe beside a rose bush.

Seeing the liveliness in the distance, Jiang Yisen smiled and offered, "Mr. Fang, my family is over there, why don’t we join them together? Otherwise, it’s boring for you to be alone."

Fang Minghe shook his head, "No need, I’m fine just enjoying the night breeze here."

His gaze was locked onto Jiang Nanshu, thinking about finding an opportunity to invite her over for a chat later.

Meanwhile, Jiang Yisen kept an eye on him and noticed that he was staring at the girl in the white dress, despite saying he wasn’t interested. His eyes were practically glued to her.

"Why not let me help you get her contact information? She’s sitting at that table, so she must be an acquaintance."

Fang Minghe still shook his head, hands in his pockets and silent.

At that moment,

Su Ran suddenly stood up.

Soon the area was filled with soothing music, and she began to dance gracefully to the tune.

Jiang Yisen was taken aback.

Even the Muse Goddess under the moonlight couldn’t surpass this.

After the dance, Cheng An was the first to commend, "Ranran, that was really beautiful."

The others clapped symbolically.

But, undeniably, Su Ran’s dancing was graceful indeed.

Chu Muxi smiled and said, "Su Ran, that was fantastic."

Fang Minghe finally snapped back to reality.

"Did you hear what they just called her?"

Jiang Yisen nodded appreciatively, "Something Su something, I didn’t catch it clearly."

Fang Minghe then asked Jiang Yisen, "What’s the name of the girl in the light blue denim skirt?"

Jiang Yisen was taken aback, then suddenly grabbed Fang Minghe’s collar, "You’re not telling me it’s her you’re interested in? She’s my little sister, and she’s only nineteen!"