The Heiress Acts Mischievously, But Her Family Can Read Her Mind novel Chapter 130

Chapter 130: Chapter 130: Mobile Blood Bank

Yet she still dragged her sick body to take her original self out for cremation and burial.

In the Jiang Family’s house full of cannon fodder, Jiang Nanshu hadn’t watched the subsequent plot. Seeing her evil namesake die so miserably, how could she bear to watch?

At that time, she was in the mental institution, laughing hysterically.

The nurse asked her why she was laughing.

She said she wished she could go in and kill all these idiots who became dumb because of the female lead!

As a result...

Her wish was fulfilled.

Not only had she not killed, cough, but she had also expedited the Jiang Family’s doom...

"Understood, kiddo. Can I talk after you’ve had your talk? Jiang Nanshu, don’t tell me you can manage this too."

Jiang Nanshu’s train of thought was interrupted by Jiang Leyi’s voice.

Listening to her voice tinged with laughter, Jiang Nanshu immediately hung up.

The next second, seeing her address at the Beijing Media School lifted her spirits.

Eh, since Jiang Leyi isn’t acting as the blood bag anymore, does that mean this plot is over?

Yuan Feng’s first love had developed aplastic anemia. Without a blood transfusion, it was a dead end.

Jiang Nanshu scratched her head, momentarily unsure where this plot twist was heading.

Da Shachun: [Host, you have gone soft.]

Da Shachun suddenly appeared, his voice laced with covert excitement.

Jiang Nanshu frowned and promptly denied: "No, I haven’t."

She considered for a moment, then couldn’t help but chuckle: "I’m just, repaying a debt."

Jiang Leyi had been very good to her, really very good.

She was human, and could feel the warmth between people; she was not a monster devoid of emotions.

But she could only go so far for Jiang Leyi, because, being so selfish and only loving herself, how could she fully rescue Jiang Leyi’s life?

Da Shachun’s voice was approving: [Host, I like your clear distinction between gratitude and grudge. Actually, you don’t have to pretend; your life deeds can’t be hidden from our system.]

Jiang Nanshu stood up, stretching lazily: "Oh, what about it."

Da Shachun: [...Well, nothing much, just that you also realized the plot has gone awry to the Northern Hemisphere. Your wish to return to your original world in six months might be dashed.]

Its voice sounded somewhat delighted by the disaster: [You’re scoring an All-Hated, but failing to meet the criteria means no chance of going back, let alone snag the hundred billion inheritance left by Zhou Yanxu.]

Jiang Nanshu’s eyebrows twitched imperceptibly but she was far from panicking: "Oh, everything is under my control. Haven’t you seen how much my family dislikes me?! They dodge me as if I were a flood or a beast, oh, and they especially hate talking to me too, tsk tsk, meeting a successful person like me, you should count yourself lucky. Wait with me for our promotion in half a year."

Da Shachun: [...]

Overconfident, way too overconfident.

It couldn’t bear to burst the bubble of someone so confident.

[So, what about this bizarrely skewed plot... what do we do?]

Jiang Nanshu pondered for a few seconds, then casually played the absentee manager: "You should ask the plot, why ask me? It has its own ideas, and we cannot deprive the plot of its freedom, can we? Don’t worry, these missed links will be filled by someone!"

Da Shachun: [...Then keep dreaming, but don’t blame me for not warning you. Just don’t go mad when the mission fails.]

"..."

Ha, threatening her?

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