The Heiress Insists on Inheriting Her

*1v1 | Age Gap | Revenge | Raising and Nurturing | Happy Ending

*Ambitious heiress bent on revenge x cool-headed, elite guardian

*The leads do not have a stepmother-stepchild relationship. Their romance begins after their guardianship ends

The news that the eldest daughter of the Qi Shu Group had returned home set the entire upper crust abuzz that very night.

Everyone said that Lan Xi had returned under the pretense of mourning, but was really there to claim her inheritance.

The illegitimate children lurking in the shadows were thrown into a panic. With nowhere else to turn, they clung to their last powerful ally: Jiang Jianlu, the group's vice president.

The woman who had raised Lan Xi herself, only to later cast her aside as if she were worthless.

They believed only Jiang Jianlu could drive the heiress out of the Qi family once again.

Until the day of the family meeting

Lan Xi walked straight toward the head seat, but in full view of everyone, leaned down close to Jiang Jianlu's ear:

“I want the inheritance.”

“And I want to inherit you, too.”

Her words carried a trace of venomous hatred.

“I'll repay you tenfold for everything you've done to me.”

Jiang Jianlu lifted her eyes and pushed Lan Xi's forehead away with one finger, smiling coldly. “Anytime. I can hardly wait.”

Jiang Jianlu knew Lan Xi hated her, but she didn't care. She thought she could keep winning.

Until a thin sheet of paper turned her from a woman in power into a plaything in the heiress's hands, there to indulge her hatred.

Lan Xi made her kneel before her, then reached out to toy with this lofty, untouchable beauty, as if she were a beloved, obedient doll. Her smile was cruel.

“Ms. Jiang, I told you I'd strip off a layer of your skin first, then slowly repay you for that humiliation.”

Jiang Jianlu's shoulders trembled, her temples damp. Her lips were bitten bloody, but she refused to let a trace of weakness or longing show.

Many years ago, she had taken young Lan Xi's hand and spoken gently:

“Miss, from now on, let me be your mother, all right?”

Now Jiang Jianlu raised her sweat-damp face, her gaze still full of scorn and disdain.

“Miss, I taught you to show your enemies no mercy. With this much force, heh... are you afraid I'll hurt?”

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Blurb:

Jiang Ning was an utterly ordinary bookworm. At this elite academy packed with the children of the rich and powerful, the freckled girl had nothing going for her except her top grades.

Not only was she constantly mocked and belittled, she had even sunk to becoming the lowly lackey of the academy's most powerful heiress F4, waiting on them hand and foot.

The heiresses were impossibly fussy. This madeleine was overbaked, that Darjeeling tea came from the wrong region... Every time Jiang Ning heard their complaints, all she could do was nod meekly.

“Boring...” was the heiresses' stingy assessment of her.

But nobody knew that during the holidays, she was a completely different person.

Jiang Ning washed off her deliberately ugly makeup, tightened the maid uniform's apron around her waist, and pressed the button to accept a job without changing her expression.

“Ding! The number-one maid on the whole network has a new maid job, meow! Hurry over to your master's side, meow! Location: Yihu Estate, Upper District.”

Jiang Ning impatiently crushed the lollipop in her mouth, tucked a handgun and a revolver into the thigh holster, then put on the perfect maid's smile: poised, friendly, impeccable.

“Master, is there anything I can do for you?”

At school, Jiang Ning watched the heiresses' lives with cool detachment. During the holidays, she became the ultimate workaholic, continuing to play the heiresses' obedient dog.

But Jiang Ning didn't mind.

Being a dog was fine, as long as the pay was good.

As the city's number-one epic-grade all-purpose maid, Jiang Ning could accomplish any impossible task for her master, as long as she was paid enough.

Including, but not limited to: mending a heiress's torn dress, serving a banquet worthy of a three-Michelin-star restaurant, memorizing the names and details of over a hundred guests, rescuing someone from kidnappers, taking on an entire mercenary squad with a single handgun, and piloting a helicopter...

After every crisis, Jiang Ning would carry the heiress safely to the ground. When the other girl's cheeks flushed, she'd smile and wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth.

“Whatever you wish for, Master, I'll make it come true.”

After several heiresses threw themselves into her arms with tears in their eyes, Jiang Ning realized something was wrong.

The heiresses who always looked at her like a dog at school seemed to be falling for her one after another.

The arrogant, imperious red-haired heiress had box after box of royal-grade roses flown in by helicopter, showering the whole city with rose petals, all because of one casual compliment from Jiang Ning.

The aloof, reclusive white-haired heiress not only offered her an entire diamond mine, but stayed up all night crafting a whole set of priceless jewelry by hand, all because of one offhand remark.

The yakuza heiress, as gentle and proper as a Yamato Nadeshiko, went mad for her, mobilizing her entire armed organization to search every inch of the city for her whereabouts.

Meanwhile, Jiang Ning was cowering in her room, frantically uninstalling the maid app, her regretful tears flowing like a waterfall of noodles.

“Rich people are so full of tricks! I want to go back to school! What happened to the proud, unruly girls you used to be?!”

After this ordeal, Jiang Ning no longer dared to work secretly as a maid. She could only go back to school and resume being the heiresses' lackey. After all, she was so inconspicuous. Who would notice her?

Just as she decided to turn over a new leaf, start fresh, and dutifully play the role of a bookworm and servant-plaything, a pair of violet eyes fixed on her with ill intent.

The last heiress in the campus F4, a young countess of royal blood, coaxed her in a persuasive voice: “You wouldn't want them to find out you serve three masters, would you?”

“What do you want?” Jiang Ning asked uneasily.

The noble, elegant countess brushed a finger over the bright red lipstick mark on Jiang Ning's shirt. “The condition is... you'll be the plaything of me alone.”

Theme: Strive for self-reliance