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

Chapter 8 - 8 8 If you hit my frenemy you cant hit me



Chapter 8 - 8 8 If you hit my frenemy you cant hit me

?Chapter 8: Chapter 8: If you hit my frenemy, you can’t hit me anymore, huh Chapter 8: Chapter 8: If you hit my frenemy, you can’t hit me anymore, huh Mr. Chen’s sound of swallowing saliva was especially clear in the silent house, as his lascivious gaze roamed over Jiang Nanshu’s body, a long string of lecherous chuckles escaping his mouth.

His hand reached for the belt at his waist, step by step drawing closer to Jiang Nanshu: “You’re Qianqian’s classmate, uncle will take very good care of you.”

It seemed Jiang Nanshu was oblivious to the situation, and in the moment he approached, she bowed her head and from a designer LV clutch pulled out a stack of red notes, tossing them onto the table with a coy smile, “Thank you, uncle, this is a small token of my appreciation. Please don’t be offended by it.”

Mr. Chen’s trousers, which he had been about to remove, were rapidly buckled back up in the space of a second. He could no longer recall what he was about to do, as the alluring scent of money in front of him trumped any other desire.

His sleazy demeanor instantly shifted. Mr. Chen caressed the money with a smile that swallowed his eyes, and a sycophantic expression took over his face: “Little Jiang is so considerate, visiting uncle and bringing so many things.”

Jiang Nanshu smiled lightly: “Of course, who else is Qianqian’s father? She’s always mentioning how great you are, saying that having a father like you is the fortune she’s accrued from a past life.”

Mr. Chen’s smile broadened with each word. It was a relief that the wretched girl hadn’t brought shame upon their family, and Jiang Nanshu’s words greatly pleased him.

“But…” Jiang Nanshu’s smooth brow furrowed slightly, as if she was hesitant to speak further.

Mr. Chen’s own brows twitched, as he tried to present a gentle façade: “But what?”

Jiang Nanshu sighed, “I didn’t expect uncle’s life to be this rough. I gave Qianqian 30,000 yuan a week ago, for her to bring back and offer to you. Have you already spent it all? Please don’t be frugal, uncle, that money was a gift for you.”

Mr. Chen paled in shock: “What? 30,000? That girl didn’t give me a single penny!”

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