Chapter 98 The Spoiled Little Troublemaker (11)

The Ning family can only be considered a third-rate wealthy family. Although Qingwu is the only daughter of the Ning family, everyone knows that she is strong on the outside but weak on the inside.

It is said that the head of the Ning family was able to become rich and powerful thanks to Qingwu's mother, but even after marriage, he was still surrounded by many beautiful women. It was because of this that Qingwu's mother became ill and eventually died with hatred in her heart.

Perhaps it was due to the authority of his father-in-law, or perhaps it was due to the lingering guilt deep in his heart, but even though the head of the Ning family was involved in some extravagant affairs, he was relatively restrained and had not caused any troubles such as having illegitimate children.

As long as his personal interests are not involved, the head of the Ning family is quite fond of his beautiful daughter.

In addition, Qingwu's maternal family sympathized with her because she lost her mother at a young age, so they doted on her even more.

Growing up in such an environment where she was the center of attention, Qingwu naturally developed a willful, lawless and arrogant character.

Amidst the whispers of the crowd, Jiang Zhiran felt that this was just Qingwu's way of protecting herself.

so--

Amidst everyone's incredulous gazes, the arrogant and hot-tempered Jiang Zhiran, before he could even ignite the anger after being given the cold shoulder, was instantly extinguished by a look from Qing Wu.

It seems to be resentful but not resentful, and there is a bit of tenderness in the clarity.

It was like a girl was acting coquettishly to him, and his heart couldn't help but soften.

Under everyone's shocked and suspicious gaze, Jiang Zhiran didn't say a word, but silently turned around and picked up the two pieces of cake again, then slowly walked to Qingwu.

His movements were gentle and graceful, and he spoke softly, "Don't you like the taste of that? How about these two pieces? Or if you have any flavor you'd like to eat, I'll ask the chef to make it for you."

Perhaps it was because the man's voice was so gentle and pleasant that Qingwu felt more confident to be more presumptuous.

After hearing what Jiang Zhiran said, Qingwu slightly pouted her pink lips, and a hint of sadness quietly flashed across her eyes.

Then, she said in a slightly aggrieved and complaining tone: "It's not that I don't like eating cake, it's that I don't like you. I... I hate you!"

Everyone was dumbfounded and thought Ning Qingwu was crazy. It was rare that Jiang Zhiran was in a good mood today and didn't blame her, so why was she still being so arrogant?

How could someone say that they hated Jiang Zhiran? Is there anyone in this world who hates Jiang Zhiran?

Even if it's just because of the tremendous power and endless wealth behind him, it's impossible to hate him.

Jiang Zhiran was also stunned and couldn't help but frown subconsciously.

When the word "hate" reached my ears, an indescribable displeasure and panic instantly surged into my heart.

It was as if he could not tolerate the girl's disgust towards him at all.

Before he could come to his senses, the question that came out of his mouth subconsciously was already blurted out: "Why?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Zhiran's brows furrowed even more tightly, and the expression on his face became more solemn. It was obvious that even he himself had not expected that such a digging and disregarding-the-image behavior would come from him.

You know, all along the way, as the heir of the Jiang family, he has received the most top-notch education.

The so-called keeping one's emotions hidden is the most important thing in the compulsory courses.

Although he has a somewhat short temper, he would never easily reveal his likes and dislikes.

Such eager behavior, and even a hint of almost invisible grievance in the voice - it was too weird.

But the strong thoughts in his heart made him want to know why Qingwu hated him.

At this moment, Qingwu just lowered her head, closed her lips, and said nothing.

Jiang Zhiran wanted to ask more, but the people around him were looking at them with stern eyes, which made him feel unhappy.

In full view of everyone, Jiang Zhiran, who rarely had physical contact with others, stretched out his right hand without hesitation, gently held Qingwu's slender and soft little hand, and led her slowly towards the small garden.

"There are too many people here. Let's go to the small garden to talk."

Before he finished speaking, he raised his arm and waved casually, signaling the security guards at home to stop the rest of the curious people who tried to follow him, in order to block their lingering and inquiring gazes.

Small garden.

A moment later, the two arrived at the Jiang family's small garden.

This so-called small garden is actually as large as a large botanical park.

The garden is full of colorful flowers, and various rare flowers are blooming, which is a beautiful sight.

Jiang Zhiran held Qingwu's hand and slowly walked towards the fountain in the center of the garden.

There was an exquisite and beautiful little swing. In the past, Jiang Zhiran had sneered at such a design, but at this moment, he felt that Qingwu would like it.

Sure enough, when Qingwu's eyes fell on the cute little swing, a bright light flashed across her eyes instantly. Without any resistance, she sat on the swing obediently.

Seeing this, Jiang Zhiran, who had been on edge, breathed a sigh of relief and said quietly, "Now you can tell me why you hate me, right?"

Perhaps because of the beautiful swing, Qingwu just snorted in dissatisfaction.

Then the hem of her skirt swayed gently, revealing two white, slender, crystal-like calves, which were dazzlingly white as her feet kicked and tapped restlessly and swayed.

Qing Wu pouted, not hiding her resentment, and said angrily, "It's all your fault! You were just celebrating your birthday, and yet, almost everyone is busy surrounding you, meticulously planning all kinds of celebrations."

"And my father is even more outrageous. Ever since he found out your birthday was approaching, he completely forgot about it! Without saying a word, he dragged me out to pick out a gift for you. You're the only one on his mind, and he doesn't care about my feelings at all."

"Finally, you sent me here without any explanation, and insisted that I wish you a happy birthday in person, and asked me to become your good friend!"

At this point, Qing Wu became even angrier, her lips pouted even higher as she muttered, "No one wished me a happy birthday..."

Jiang Zhiran, who already understood many social conventions, was slightly stunned when he heard this, and his ears instantly became hot.