Chapter 119: It's All About The Thrill! Little Sister Is Back

Qin Muyun crouched down, holding Qin Yun, tears of pity welling in her eyes.

“Qin Jiang, you better make Young Master Yan stop!”

“Are you trying to get someone killed or what?”

“When did you become like this, Qin Jiang? So brutal, unkind, devoid of mercy? Or have you always been this terrifying antisocial personality?”

“You’re sick!”

“Allowing an outsider to hurt your own brother—you’ve made your second sister so disappointed…”

Qin Muyun assumed Qin Jiang would listen to her, and couldn’t help but scold him.

She raised her voice on purpose, scolding Qin Jiang in front of the onlookers to assert her “higher” status over him!

“Stealing your brother’s research results, deliberately taking the family’s stock of burn ointment, scar-removal ointment, and other special salves—wasn’t that just to force us to come looking for you?”

“Qin Jiang, ask yourself honestly—do you deserve us coming to you like this?”

“Now that Yun is hurt, if you have any conscience at all, call an ambulance for Yun and stay to accompany him while he gets a blood transfusion for the night…”

“Otherwise I’ll not hesitate to take this to Grandpa—you know he will never spare you!”

Qin Muyun believed invoking the Qin family’s big shots would crush this heartless ingrate Qin Jiang.

The reclusive old patriarch of the Qin family had only returned to the Qin house two years ago and no longer meddled in family affairs.

But his authority within the Qin family was absolute!

When Qin Jiang first returned to the Qin household, it was the old man who insisted and brought him back despite objections.

The old man was strict. If Qin Jiang made a mistake, he would still punish and reprimand him as usual.

This was to calm Mrs. Qin’s dissatisfaction and anger toward Qin Jiang.

But despite the punishments, the old patriarch would often go easy on him.

He would privately give Qin Jiang ointments and rare herbs to soothe him, “Little Jiang… grandpa is old, grandpa’s weak, can’t protect you.”

“Little Jiang, you’re growing up—be sensible, okay? Your parents only seem harsh on the surface. In their hearts they love you… don’t… don’t blame them for favoritism.”

“Grandpa believes—he believes his Little Jiang is not an ungrateful little ingrate.”

“They are, after all, your biological parents—how could they not love their own child?”

“Rest assured, Grandpa will often admonish your parents to make sure they treat you the same way they treat Qin Yun…”

“After all, although the group is under their control now, the ultimate inheritance of the family business rests with Grandpa.”

“If Little Jiang behaves well, treats the family kindly, and diligently tends to your studies and career… one day Grandpa will personally hand the group over to you!”

At that time Qin Jiang didn’t understand why the old man had singled him out to be raised as the heir to the group.

But from the bottom of his heart, he was happy for what the old man said.

Not for inheriting the family business.

Only because the old man said he would make his parents give him and Qin Yun… equal love.

To him, that was an extravagance!

“Grandpa, don’t worry—I will take care of Grandma, Dad, Mom, the sisters and my brother.”

After Qin Jiang finished speaking, Grandpa Qin placed the half of the blood jade token that should have belonged to Qin Jiang into his palm.

Immediately after, Grandpa Qin coughed up a mouthful of blood right in front of him.

“…Grandpa, Grandpa, are you okay?”

Qin Jiang was terrified.

His body was roughly pushed aside by the Qin family members rushing in, and the blood jade token he had just received was snatched back by Mr. Qin.

“Qin Jiang, you’ve gone too far—tricking Grandpa into giving you this blood jade token and deliberately provoking him!”

“Qin Jiang, how could I have a son like you—an ungrateful ingrate with no filial piety?”

“This blood jade token was never meant for you; blood jade chooses its owner… Yun has had it for fourteen years—it belongs to him! Give up this idea of competing with your brother for favor!”

The family’s looks were full of reproach, complaint, and contempt as they looked at him…

But they were supposed to be a family!

Grandpa Qin vomited blood and collapsed, rushed to the hospital for emergency care.

That same night, Qin Jiang was subjected to a motley crew of so-called “exorcists” Grandma had hired—spitting fire, throwing talisman papers…

Grandma Qin, leaning on her cane, watched him coldly as if he were an enemy. “Qin Jiang, you’re a curse—causing Yun to be sick all over isn’t enough, are you going to kill Grandpa too?”

“From now on, you are forbidden from visiting Grandpa on your own. You must not share the same space with him…”

“Remember… you are a jinx and jinxes don’t deserve love—whoever you get close to will only suffer misfortune because of you.”

In the many years that followed.

When Qin Jiang was locked by Yan Liang in a small dark room and taken by her at will, he would sometimes wake from his dreams thinking: this demoness is so obsessed with his body, so crazily possessive—why hasn’t he killed her with his curse yet?

And in the end… they died embracing each other!

Qin Jiang felt his reputation as a bringer of doom had concretized in that moment.

So in this life, could anyone who gets close to him still live happily?

Yanyan’s illness, her body growing weaker—could his presence be worsening her condition further and further?

Qin Jiang didn’t dare to think any further.

“Oh.”

“I’m so scared~~”

Qin Jiang stepped up to Qin Muyun and pressed the dark barrel of a gun against her lips.

“Go on, keep screaming—weren’t you full of words?”

“Tell me… having a peanut shot through your tongue—does that count as saving money on getting your tongue pierced?”

Qin Jiang leaned forward, his gaze cold and expressionless.

He outwardly looked innocent, like a dapper gentleman.

But the way he grinned at Qin Muyun made her feel goosebumps all over!

The Qin Jiang she was seeing now… seemed not quite normal!!

Qin Muyun went deathly pale. Cold sweat dripped down her temples as she broke out in a sweat.

“Qin… Qin Jiang, I’m your second sister!”

Qin Muyun struggled desperately.

She couldn’t even believe Qin Jiang would point a gun at her.

This scene! It was too surreal!!

Bang!!

The handgun twirled neatly in Qin Jiang’s hand, and the man smoothly reloaded it with practiced skill.

The bullet pierced Qin Yun’s leg again.

Qin Yun couldn’t believe it.

Was he a despicable low-life who deserved to be shot?

(Qin Jiang thought, you shameless man, at least you have some self-awareness.)

“Aaaaaah!! Yun! Yun, are you okay?”

Qin Muyun didn’t expect Qin Jiang to pull off such a stunt right under her nose.

In a frenzy she lunged at Qin Yun, who had been hit by another bullet.

Qin Jiang raised an eyebrow and, with a single kick, flipped Qin Muyun over—her body, which should have fallen elsewhere, tilted and landed squarely on Qin Yun’s injured leg…

“Aaaah… help, Second Sister, I’m dying…”

Qin Yun burst into genuine sobs—he had never suffered so much pain in his life!

“Qin Muyun, I won’t touch you.”

“Say one more pointless word and I’ll give your Yun a peanut—I’m just playing for thrills~”

Qin Jiang’s eyebrow arched in a wild, arrogant curve.

What was the point of torturing Qin Muyun?

Wasn’t she very much attached to Qin Yun?

Hurt Qin Yun’s body, and the pain lands in Qin Muyun’s heart.

He wanted to give her a heart attack!!

When Qin Jiang was done playing, he waved for someone to call an ambulance to haul them away.

After all, if he really killed someone, it wouldn’t be fun.

As for Bai Chuchu, she had clawed her own face to ruins. Bai Chuchu, who valued her beauty and the title of campus belle above her own life, had completely lost the source of her advantage.

This was more painful than killing her.

As the auction drew to a close…

Wu Yu had already fled through the back door under the protection of his father Wu Xu. After Qin Jiang finished up, he prepared to settle the score for Wu Yu’s beating of Song Jie.

So he took Mo Da and headed toward the back door.

Only to find…lying in the dark, damp alley, were the supposedly escaped old Wu Xu, the brat Wu Yu, and a pile of bodyguards—all covered in wounds…

The alley reeked strongly of blood.

Around the corner of the alley, a fair leg in white stockings was half-hidden, the unshielded half of a short, pleated skirt within his line of sight…

The girl with silvery-white long hair in twin tails, seemingly holding a rainbow lollipop, turned her head to look at him the moment she sensed someone approaching.

But in an instant she withdrew her gaze.

Like a frightened little white rabbit, she slipped into the night…

Qin Jiang widened his eyes and stood there stunned.

That little girl looked fourteen or fifteen—snow-white skin, clear cold eyes, and that unmistakable head of silvery-white hair…

“…Youwei?”

“Youwei, is that you?”

Jiang Youwei, 15 years old!

She was the most doted-on little sister at his foster parents’ home—so why did she run when she saw him?

In his foster family, he had two elder sisters and one younger sister.

The eldest sister, Jiang Hanwei, a cool, artistic and gentle big sister, had dropped out of high school and couldn’t afford university.

She loved him so much she’d sell her favorite piece of art on the street just because he glanced longer at a candied hawthorn stand.

The second sister, Jiang Qingwei, a fiery dancer and proud big sister, had also dropped out of high school.

She earned money by dancing gigs to save for his tuition. Fiery as she was, all her tenderness was for the family—she would ruffle his hair with a doting smile and say, “Our Little Jiang will definitely get into the Huajing University of his dreams, second sister believes in you.”

“Don’t worry Little Jiang—big sister and second sister have already saved enough to pay for your tuition, so don’t feel like a burden. You coming to our family… makes all of us so happy.”

And the little rascal sister, Jiang Youwei.

A quirky genius girl, she had already won countless math olympiad prizes in elementary school.

Whenever she got prize money she would buy him a rainbow lollipop, claiming she wanted to add some sweetness to Brother Jiang’s life~

When he was “driven out” by his foster parents, the little brat cried bitterly and clung to his legs, refusing to let go:

“I don’t want to, I don’t want to leave Brother—Brother is ours, not someone else’s…”

Even at only eleven, little Youwei cried as she ran out clutching her beloved pink piggy bank.

She bit down, smashed open the piggy bank, and shoved a handful of coins into his hand. “Brother, for those bad people! Youwei will buy Brother back for our family…”

The little brat sobbed—what she gave was everything she had.

But in the end, amid his foster parents’ harsh condemnations, he was dragged away to the Qin family by Qin’s bodyguards.

Grandpa Qin personally took him back.

By authoritative means, he was declared a son of the Qin family.

At first he tried every day to escape and find his foster parents. After seven days he managed to get out, only to find their dwelling in the urban village deserted.

He kicked the door open and rushed in.

They had left in such a hurry they took almost nothing. He only found an ATM card tucked into a diary by eldest sister Jiang Hanwei in a cabinet.

The card read: “Jiang, if life at the Qin family isn’t good, you can withdraw the money on this card any time—there is $1 billion inside—don’t worry.”

But how could Qin Jiang believe it?

A destitute urban-village family who couldn’t even afford university—would the card they left behind really have a billion in it?

Qin Jiang assumed it was a prank.

Their disappearance only confirmed Grandpa Qin’s brainwashing over the past seven days: his foster parents had taken the money and left.

The Qin family had given them a hefty sum.

They had effectively bought off the care they’d given Qin Jiang over the years!

Qin Jiang had refused to believe it at first, but seeing it with his own eyes left him utterly broken.

But he never stopped looking for them.

Only—they had vanished as if evaporated from the world.

Qin Jiang was abandoned—abandoned again…

His bedding was soaked with his tears over countless nights.

Grandpa said the foster parents despised him as a jinx, so they took the money and hurriedly drove him away.

In his past life he had been forced to believe it.

But in this new life!

Qin Jiang wouldn’t trust even a punctuation mark from the Qin family!!

In the dark alley.

Qin Jiang stepped forward to check the injuries of Wu Xu and his son. Their faces showed no clear wounds, but their bodies were dotted with small bloody holes, as if deliberately pierced by sharp implements…

Youwei was such a kind, well-behaved girl.

She could never do something so cruel.

She must have witnessed the culprit at work, and because she hadn’t seen him for so long she got frightened and ran, right?

“Someone! Go look! A twin-tailed loli in a Japanese high school skirt ran that way—find her at all costs!!”

On the rooftop of a building.

Jiang Youwei sat on the rooftop balcony, a hundred meters above ground. She swung her white-stockinged feet, malice glinting in her eyes.

“You nuisance! I’m back…”

“What you owe me—I will make you repay a thousandfold!”