Chapter Summary: Chapter 137: I’m Just a Patient, I Can’t Take the Stimulation – The Heiress Acts Mischievously, But Her Family Can Read Her Mind by Mu Tingfeng
In Chapter 137: I’m Just a Patient, I Can’t Take the Stimulation, a key moment in the Romance novel The Heiress Acts Mischievously, But Her Family Can Read Her Mind, Mu Tingfeng delivers powerful storytelling, emotional shifts, and critical plot development. This chapter deepens the reader’s connection to the characters and sets the stage for upcoming revelations.
Jiang Yunchuan frowned, "What’s the name of that bastard again? Liang what?"
"Liang Ciqiu." Yang Jiashu gave him a silent glance, "After all this time, you can’t even remember his name."
Jiang Yunchuan curled his lips with disdain, "Why would I bother remembering the name of some bastard? Sigh, tell me, why would Su Ran just disappear like that? And then everyone blames it on my sister, how unfair is that? She was home all day yesterday... ahem, she had a stomachache and rested at home for the whole day."
Yang Jiashu also frowned, his clean face showing some confusion, "I’m puzzled too. Could this be a trick to gain sympathy? In my opinion, it’s pointless for people to waste energy on something that leads nowhere."
He was talking about the issue between Lu Qingyan and Su Ran.
If Lu Qingyan really cared about her, he could find her even if she ran to the center of the earth.
Suddenly, Jiang Yunchuan felt a bit guilty.
Because he had not missed Jiang Nanshu’s suspicion that Su Ran was forced into a hidden rule...
He found this troubling.
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Such an ordeal would have to be devastating for a girl, wouldn’t it?
He wondered if anyone had gone to save her yesterday.
He cleared his throat and said to Yang Jiashu, "Jiashu, do you think... Su Ran might still be asleep?"
Yang Jiashu blinked, his eyes narrow and elongated, with glasses that gave him a youthful appearance, making him seem harmless and gentle like a good-natured person.
He reached out and touched Jiang Yunchuan’s forehead, "You’re not sick either."
Jiang Yunchuan bristled, "Who are you calling sick?"
"What does it matter to you whether Su Ran is sleeping or not? Why are you blushing? And why do you seem a bit guilty?" Yang Jiashu squinted slightly and grabbed Jiang Yunchuan’s collar, "Spill it, do you know where Su Ran is?"
"How the hell would I know!" Jiang Yunchuan broke free.
Walking ahead, he said, "I’m just guessing because every time I’m sound asleep, I can’t hear phone messages. Forget it, come with me to the Jiang Group. I need to talk about this with my brother in person. The Cheng family should know by now. Cheng An got hurt pretty bad, and it’s not going to end well."
Yang Jiashu stood with his hand on his hip and laughed, "Then I’ll go and vouch for you. Anzi really did cross the line."
Such a big commotion had been created that no one in the classroom dared to look Jiang Nanshu in the eye; even a leg from her chair was broken. Now that damaged chair lay in the corner at the back of the room.
Xu Xi went to rinse the mop, cleaning up the bloodstains on the floor.
Jiang Nanshu picked up the knife and twirled it in her hand, suspecting that Cheng An had even sharpened it when he took it out.
She looked up just in time to lock eyes with Hu Ying. Jiang Nanshu gave her a grin, which terrified Hu Ying to the point that her legs went weak and she tripped over the chair, landing upside down with her head hitting the edge of the lecture podium hard.
The "thud" it made sounded painful.
Jiang Nanshu’s delicate hand gripped the knife handle tightly and with force, the blade stuck into the desktop, producing a humming sound from the tip due to the impact.
"If the school leaders ask about what just happened, do you all know how to answer?"
The crowd: "..."
They shivered in fright, not daring to respond.
Seeing no movement from them, Jiang Nanshu was not in a hurry. She sighed, her tone filled with sorrow, "I’ve been hiding something from you all. After being diagnosed by a psychologist, I suffer from severe depression. When I have an episode, I just want to hurt people, but it’s never intentional. I’m just a patient, and I can’t stand stress. Can you all understand my pain?"
The crowd: "..."
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