The Heiress Acts Mischievously, But Her Family Can Read Her Mind novel Chapter 431

Capítulo 431: Chapter 430 Leaving

Lu Qingyan couldn’t shake the feeling that a greater pitfall awaited him if he didn’t find Father Lu.

He had intended to send someone to search, but in that instant, he decided to go himself to see the situation firsthand.

“How long will you be gone?” asked Jiang Nanshu.

Lu Qingyan pondered for several seconds before replying, “If all goes well, three to four days. If not, around a week. I’ll hurry back as soon as I can.”

Jiang Nanshu didn’t try to stop him, wrapping her arms around his waist, “Come back soon.”

Lu Qingyan let out a low chuckle, his chest vibrating with the sound, “Will you miss me?”

Jiang Nanshu yawned, “The baby will miss you.”

“Playing tough,” he huffed lightly, “Alright, time to sleep.”

As she slept in the warm embrace of Lu Qingyan, Jiang Nanshu drifted off into a drowsy slumber.

The next morning, Lu Qingyan’s presence was already missing. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

He had sent a message to Jiang Nanshu and then left Beijing.

He should be boarding the plane by now.

Jiang Nanshu sat up in bed to find it was already nine o’clock in the morning.

The nanny had prepared breakfast and softly called for Jiang Nanshu to come eat, then mentioned her return to the Jiang Family.

Jiang Nanshu shook her head, “I don’t need to go back. I can stay here, and besides, my parents live just across the street. It’s fine.”

The nanny thought it made sense. Moving back and forth was troublesome anyway, so she let Jiang Nanshu be.

When Mrs. Ji came to visit, and upon learning that Lu Qingyan had gone abroad for business, she took the opportunity to visit Jiang Nanshu more frequently.

She sat on the sofa, knitting a sweater.

Seeing this, Jiang Nanshu remarked, “Mom, you don’t have to make clothes yourself. I’ll buy them when the time comes.”

Mrs. Ji shot her a glance, “It’s not the same. This is a grandmother’s love, different from what can be bought. I want to do this while I still can. When I’m old and can’t see well, I won’t be able to do it anymore. Besides, I made all your clothes stitch by stitch when you were little. What was yours will be my grandchild’s too. Not sure if it’s a boy or a girl, maybe I should make one of each color—pink and blue.”

Mrs. Ji’s talk stirred Jiang Nanshu’s memories.

The family had been poor in the past, and most of her and her brother Ji Ze’s clothes were made by Mrs. Ji from a piece of cloth and an old sewing machine.

It wasn’t until Jiang Nanshu grew up and became more concerned with looks that Mrs. Ji began buying her pretty dresses.

Watching the movements of Mrs. Ji’s hands, Jiang Nanshu didn’t stop her again. Instead, she sat beside her, watching intently and occasionally asking questions.

Father Ji no longer raised pigs. Sometimes he would go downstairs for a stroll in the community, seeking out the wealthy old men living there to play a game of Chinese chess in the pavilion.

Jiang Nanshu would ask daily about the progress on Lu Qingyan’s end. Sometimes he would reply instantly, other times he was too busy and would take a while to respond. He would video call her in the evenings, asking about her day and reminding her to go to bed early. He never ignored any message from Jiang Nanshu.

A week passed quickly.

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