Chapter 11: The Yandere Heiress Begs Humbly For Love

Qin Jiang ignored her and immediately rolled up the car window, leaving Bai Chuchu standing there awkwardly.

People around came and went, witnessing her eagerness to impress just now and started whispering among themselves.

Bai Chuchu’s close friend Yu Qian had been watching from the side.

She hurried over, hooked her arm through Bai Chuchu’s, and asked suspiciously, “Hmm, why do I feel like this rich young master sounds almost exactly like Qin Jiang, and his facial features are pretty similar too?”

“Chuchu, do you think that jerk might’ve somehow hooked up with some fat rich woman just to drive over and deliberately humiliate you?”

Yu Qian really did find that noble-looking young man familiar, and the fact he let that penniless Song Jie get in the car to save face—wasn’t that exactly the kind of thing Qin Jiang would do?

Hearing this, Bai Chuchu frowned.

“Impossible!”

She was Qin Jiang’s white whale—he would give up his life for her. How could he possibly come to humiliate her on purpose?

Unless he had already discovered her thing with Qin Yun.

But that was even less likely.

Qin Jiang was so foolish—if she just coaxed him a little, he’d continue to believe her unconditionally.

“True, Qin Jiang is the poorest around you but also the most generous simp.”

“But no matter how much he gives, he doesn’t deserve you, Chuchu—you, the noble and beautiful campus belle. If anyone should be a good match for you, it’s that sharp-tongued rich young master from just now.”

“Chuchu, I bet that man knew you have so many suitors and intentionally did it to attract your attention—how childish!”

Yu Qian said it in a flattering tone but inwardly despised Bai Chuchu’s fake innocent act.

Tsk, acting pure in public?

In private she probably smokes and drinks—who knows how far she’d gone behind closed doors. Those were Yu Qian’s real thoughts about Bai Chuchu.

At those words, Bai Chuchu’s expression cleared slightly.

From the look of that rich young man just now, she knew he was wealthier than Qin Yun.

Only a man so charming and promising deserved someone like her, Bai Chuchu!

“Yes, he really is the most immature among my suitors.”

“But immature in a cute way. I think he’s not bad—I’ll give him a chance to get to know me.”

Bai Chuchu said this with a nod, as though she was seriously considering this matter.

Behind her back Yu Qian rolled her eyes—she couldn’t believe Bai Chuchu was taking her words seriously!

Would a guy like that ever lack women?

“Song Jie seems pretty familiar with him. I heard Song Jie often participates in competitions off campus—maybe that man is a big sponsor for Huajing University!”

“Why don’t we ask Song Jie for his contact info?” Yu Qian suggested.

“Good idea, I’ll have Song Jie pass my contact info to him.”
“……”
Yu Qian was speechless.

…

Inside the car.

Song Jie was stunned, feeling like he had just been struck by lightning.

“What the hell is going on?! Brother Jiang, I haven’t seen you in a few days and besides getting plastic surgery and hooking up with some rich woman, you also sold your body and soul?!”

“Let me check quickly—are your kidneys still intact?“

“But seeing you like this I feel relieved—I’m so glad you’re no longer styling yourself in that awful manner. You’re clearly handsome as hell now!”

Song Jie was dumbfounded.

It was scary for one to be a failure, but the way Qin Jiang had seemingly succeeded in life was actually even more worrying.

The money Qin Jiang had made—he didn’t envy it at all.

He even felt a bit sorry for Qin Jiang.

It seemed his bro had really sold himself for money!

As he spoke, Song Jie reached forward to pull at Qin Jiang’s waistband.

“Relax! We’re adults—it’s normal to date,” Qin Jiang answered honestly.

After all, Yan Liang had drained him completely!

At that moment, the car stopped in an open lot.

Qin Jiang was about to explain his recent experiences to Song Jie when suddenly the car door was flung open and a big hand unexpectedly grabbed Song Jie by the collar and pulled him out.

Immediately, a graceful, alluring figure climbed into the car.

Song Jie was tossed outside like he weighed nothing.

He had just caught a glimpse of Yan Liang’s face and it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say he was stunned.

Where did such a goddess come from? She possessed such a powerful aura yet had purely desirable beauty, even more beautiful than Bai Chuchu.

“Brother Jiang! Brother Jiang! Hang in ther… mmm!”

Song Jie was suddenly gagged by Mo Da.

His eyes darted, and he saw that the supercar was already surrounded by over twenty tall, imposing men in black.

Their presence was so imposing, it made his legs weak.

Song Jie’s expression turned desperate.

Damn! Brother Jiang, what big trouble have you gotten into?

Yan Liang got into the car—her slim waist, her dark red hair cascading and framing her beauty, a long dress outlining her graceful figure, and her fair arms came into his view as she moved.

And as she made herself comfortable, she met his eyes.

Qin Jiang was caught off guard by Yan Liang’s beauty.

His gaze was completely drawn to her, and then Yan Liang domineeringly pinned him down.

The woman’s gaze fell on him, her eyes adding an unreadable, fierce edge.

The atmosphere turned strange for a moment.

Qin Jiang felt embarrassed and at a loss.

“Jiang, you’re feeling aroused.”

“Is it because of him?”

Yan Liang’s eyes were full of rancor—she was very displeased that Qin Jiang had gone to see Bai Chuchu, and even more upset that he might have deliberately switched tastes to provoke her.

He would rather be with a man than let her come close to him?

Was she that hateful to him?

“Or is it because you just met Bai Chuchu?”

The woman leaned in, pressing close, making Qin Jiang instinctively hold his breath.

He had only recently lost his virginity too, so he felt both feverish and helpless.

“Yanyan, I can explain—what you saw isn’t the full story.”

Qin Jiang tried to steady Yan Liang, quickly explaining the whole situation and clarifying Song Jie’s identity.

“Oh?”

The woman paused, then a more cutting bloodthirsty red filled her eyes as she threw Qin Jiang down onto the driver’s seat.

“But you did look for her.”

This time she gave Qin Jiang no chance to resist—her red lips forcefully covered his, possessively conquering and greedily tasting him.

As if only this could help her regain some sanity.

So that this man before her would be thoroughly branded as hers.

Qin Jiang saw the situation going off the rails.

He hurriedly wrapped his arms around Yan Liang’s slim waist and forcefully pried her lips away from his.

Blocking her from launching another unrestrained attack.

He had to admit, Yan Liang was incredibly tempting.

He almost lost his rationality.

“Don’t…”

“Be good, Yanyan.”

“Let’s go home—I am willing to give you my all.”

Qin Jiang tried to calm Yan Liang—he could already tell she wasn’t in a normal state.

Her face was flushed, and her dangerously strange snake-like eyes were a bit vacant now, yet fixed tightly on him.

She had lost control.

Or rather, she was having another episode!

Yan Liang’s bipolar disorder was severe. During episodes, she had extreme destructive urges. In his previous life, when he wasn’t locked in the little dark room with her to keep her calm, she could only smash things to vent.

But if he was there, he was Yan Liang’s best medicine!

Many times he felt like he’d be completely drained to death by Yan Liang in that little dark room.

His fear and disgust toward Yan Liang had grown so much at that time.

“Jiang, you are mine.”

“Jiang, you’re not being obedient—I should tie you up, sew you to me… only then will you truly belong to me…”

Yan Liang was still out of control.

She suddenly lunged and bit Qin Jiang’s neck—a familiar bloodiness filled Yan Liang’s taste buds.

Her eyes were wrapped in ruthless crimson light, as if ready to explode…ready to break Qin Jiang’s limbs, trap him in her territory, and possess him forever!

Qin Jiang couldn’t let her act so tyrannically.

At this crucial moment, despite how many times his rationality had been suppressed, it finally regained the upper hand.

Having been with her for years in his previous life, he naturally knew how to soothe an out-of-control Yan Liang at times like this.

So he gently patted the woman’s back to calm her.

While holding Yan Liang’s slim waist, his fingertips skimmed her delicate skin to give her frayed emotions a focal point.

“Wife, I’m yours!”

“Whatever Yanyan wants, I’ll give in to you.”

“But the condition is… you have to behave, okay?”

Qin Jiang coaxed gently—because he cherished and loved Yan Liang, he couldn’t take advantage of her while she was out of control and in pain.

Even though he was nearly stripped of reason by the fire Yan Liang had stoked.

Yan Liang tilted her head and thought for a moment.

The next moment, her bloody-tasting lips forcefully kissed Qin Jiang again.

But this time… her actions were much gentler.

Yan Liang closed her eyes in satisfaction.

“Jiang… I’ll behave.”

“I beg you.”

“Don’t be afraid of me anymore.”

The most domineering and terrifying sadistic ruler of the capital city had humbled herself to beg for love from him.

“Okay, I’m not afraid.”

“I’ll belong to you for life.”

And he was willing to give her the grandest love of his life!