Chapter 129: Baby, Make Sure To Wash Yourself A Little Cleaner

When Yan Liang said this, Zhou Ning, who had been following behind, froze in expression and then sternly intervened.

“Ms. Liang, this won’t do… Mr. Qin is just an ordinary person, but you know, the Yan family’s private mercenary camp is full of lunatics. They are not only physically strong but are actual former mercenaries who have walked through real firefights.”

“Mr. Qin is still in university… just an ordinary college student, why… no, I mean it would be really dangerous for him to go there.“

Over the years Zhou Ning had been able to stay and work by Yan Liang’s side not only because of his outstanding abilities, but also because he was famously good at reading the room.

But now Zhou Ning could clearly see what Young Mistress Yan intended to do, and he specifically stepped forward to stop her.

It seemed that place was indeed a terrifying spot.

However, Qin Jiang now was no longer the Qin Jiang he used to be.

He really did want to walk back into the world that belonged to Yan Liang.

“Hmm, then we’ll go in a few days.”

“I’ll personally teach Jiang marksmanship, and let Jiang deal with those hotheads.”

Yan Liang waved her hand unconcernedly. Jiang had just been upset, and now was exactly the time she wanted to soothe him.

And to spur Qin Jiang’s growth, she had plenty of opportunities and was not in a hurry.

Hearing this.

The worried heart Zhou Ning had been holding finally died.

His look toward Qin Jiang also showed helplessness, as if praying for Mr. Qin: good luck to you.

Qin Jiang, however, showed little emotion.

Whatever Yanyan said was the way things were. Whatever Yanyan did was certainly for his own good.

He just needed to obey.

“You… what are you talking about?”

“Young Mistress Yan, I won’t allow you to take my brother to risk his life. He’s just an ordinary second-year student—haven’t you had your fill of treating him like a toy?”

“I don’t have the ability right now, but I will find a way to take him away.”

Qin Qianyun came to her senses, utterly distraught and mentally scattered. She wanted to go to Qin Jiang and take him home.

Even so, she knew the Qin family could no longer tolerate her and Jiang.

But they were blood relatives of the Qin family, weren’t they

If they went to find their grandfather—Grandpa doted on Jiang so much—he would surely find a way to get the family to accept Jiang again.

If they didn’t accept him.

Then she would take Jiang to live with their grandfather in the sanatorium.

After all, they’re family. They should be together.

Yan Liang didn’t even bother to spare Qin Qianyun an extra glance.

She remembered how several times she had wanted, without anyone knowing, to get rid of Qin Qianyun—the bad apple who always made Jiang take the blame at school.

As a result, when Qin Qianyun had barely gotten into a bit of trouble.

Qin Jiang stormed around looking for her and caused trouble. And that was at the beginning, before she had imprisoned Qin Jiang in Liangyue Manor.

Yan Liang had driven to the gate of Huajing University and invited him into the car.

The man glared at her angrily.

The more Yan Liang looked, the cuter she found him, and unable to restrain herself she pressed him against the car window and fiercely kissed him.

Devouring his scent.

Tasting his flavor.

Qin Jiang was very delicious. The best part was when, struggling, he would viciously bite his own lip or tongue, deliberately drawing blood, putting on a look as if to show off.

Only he was truly unaware.

That metallic smell of blood was the Young Mistress’s stimulant.

She pinned him down and nearly took him right there!

An hour later, Qin Jiang finally gave in completely, slumping against the car window onto the seat.

Stubborn and aggrieved, he looked up at this overwhelmingly powerful, ruthless top-tier yandere female tycoon.

“Do what you want—kill me, gut me!”

“Yan Liang, as long as you don’t touch my family, especially my fifth sister, and don’t… don’t touch Chuchu…”

“I’ll agree to be your… kept man!!”

Yan Liang raised an eyebrow—kept?

What she wanted was not that tiny bit of Qin Jiang.

She wanted his body, and she wanted his heart.

To completely occupy them and claim them as her own.

Thus, Young Mistress Yan leaned down and lightly patted Qin Jiang’s head, as if soothing her puppy.

This act of a submissiveness test disgusted Qin Jiang to the extreme.

But at that time he could only endure and compromise.

“Fine, then you promise to come to Liangyue Manor tonight and accompany me.”

“I’ll let your… um, fifth sister go!”

“Baby, make sure you wash yourself a little cleaner.”

“I don’t like the men I fancy to carry someone else’s scent on them.”

“I’m very domineering—if there’s someone else’s scent, I’ll make that person into an aroma, and spray it on our lovemaking bed every time. How about that?”

Yan Liang lifted her hand and gently held Qin Jiang’s jaw. Her long, fair fingertips idly stroked his face.

Greedy, and full of possessiveness!!

Qin Jiang loathed that look from her—his heart already belonged to Chuchu.

Moreover, Yan Liang was Chuchu’s aunt.

This layer of relationship sounded humiliating to him no matter how he thought about it.

Facing Yan Liang’s actions, he could only put on a pretense for the sake of his fifth sister and Yan Liang.

Back then, it was thanks to Qin Qianyun.

That was how Yan Liang took her first step toward controlling Qin Jiang.

Perhaps instinctively feeling that, she did not act against Qin Qianyun but watched how things unfolded.

“Qin Qianyun, what madness are you up to again?”

“I am willing to be with Yanyan. Yanyan is now my wife, and I won’t let you speak about her like that.”

“Apologize immediately.”

“Or else…”

Otherwise he had plenty of ways to make Qin Qianyun regret it.

Who would have thought that Qin Qianyun, once fearless of heaven and earth, the Qin family’s proud and headstrong youngest daughter whom everyone in the Qin family and even Qin Jiang believed would never admit fault.

At this moment she slowly lowered her head.

She lowered her gaze and apologized softly to Qin Jiang, “Jiang, I’m sorry.”

“I’m really sorry… I didn’t know that our eldest sister wouldn’t report this to the police.”

Qin Jiang tensed for a moment, he rubbed his brow with his hand, his tone weary and cold, “I want you to apologize to Yanyan!”

“Not me.”

He no longer needed this kind of insincere apology.

“Young Mistress Yan, I’m sorry.”

“And… thank you, thank you for letting me know that there are people in this world who can love Jiang, take care of Jiang, and regard him as more important than their own life…”

Tears sprang into Qin Qianyun’s eyes.

She had a great realization.

The Qin family truly paled in comparison to even a fraction of what Yan Liang had done for Qin Jiang…

Whether it was their eldest sister, or herself.

They could not compare to Young Mistress Yan’s kindness toward Qin Jiang…