The Heiress Acts Mischievously, But Her Family Can Read Her Mind

Jiang Nanshu’s words were so heavy with emotion that nobody could respond in time.

But Jiang Nanshu had already gone inside, her silhouette somewhat desolate.

Jiang Yunchuan and the others felt an unpleasant feeling in their hearts, and their dislike for Chu Muxi intensified. Even after changing bodies, she was just as irritating. She always had that kind of magic.

Chu Muxi bit her lip and, imitating the green tea demeanor Jiang Nanshu used to show the Jiang family, said with dissatisfaction, "How can she blame Mom like that? She’s already been impersonating me and enjoyed your doting for over two months. What more could she possibly want?"

"Shut up!" Jiang Yunchuan yelled furiously, "You’ve got no right to speak here."

Chu Muxi was startled, her eyes brimming with tears as she played the victim, "Mom, look at Fifth Brother, he’s being mean to me again."

Every time Jiang Yunchuan thought of Jiang Nanshu hiding in her room, heartbroken, he wanted to strangle the life out of this clueless person in front of him.

Could she not show up ever again?

One Jiang Nanshu was enough; there was no need for her!

Mrs. Jiang also felt some turmoil, the person in front of her—whether it be their natural affection or their speech and mannerisms—were exactly like Jiang Nanshu’s from before, except for a different face, she could almost ascertain that this was the "Jiang Nanshu" who had committed suicide by jumping into the river.