Chapter 155: Young Mistress Slightly Tipsy And Acting Spoiled: Loves Her Husband The Most~

Qin Jiang watched this expected “dog-eat-dog” scene with no ripple in his heart. It was just that since Young Mistress Qi had dragged Qin Qianyun and Qin Moyun here to be live targets.

Why not just drag in that sharp-tongued old hag from the Qin family?

Thinking this made Qin Jiang feel a little regretful.

“Mr. Qin, are you satisfied with these live targets I specially prepared?”

Young Mistress Qi laughed, full of teasing intent.

But when it came to Qin Jiang, she didn’t really understand him enough.

Heh… with a friend like her, Yan Liang could laugh in secret.

You always feel like the whole world has abandoned you.

But… you still have me, right?

“Young Mistress Qi, you’re joking.”

“I have no connections with them. We’re strangers.”

“How could I show favoritism?”

Qin Jiang spoke calmly. Neither Bai Chuchu nor the two Qin sisters stirred his heart as much as the currently shouting Yan Zuo did.

Of course, Yan Zuo merely annoyed him with his shouting.

This remark shouldn’t have reached the ears of Qin Qianyun and Qin Moyun standing farther away.

But Young Mistress Qi deliberately raised her voice to ask. Even though Qin Jiang’s reply wasn’t loud, his expression made it clear he no longer regarded Qin Qianyun and Qin Moyun as anyone he cared about.

This change was obviously something they had long expected.

Yet this time, they still couldn’t help freezing in place.

Their hearts ached as if being wrung.

“In my heart, there is only Yanyan.”

“Young Mistress Qi, don’t try to sow discord.”

Qin Jiang immediately inferred and acted. During the preparation time he walked straight up to Yan Liang, his gaze landing on the wineglass trembling in her hand.

As a general rule, the Young Mistress should drink less in broad daylight.

But a little red wine can have some health-regulating effects. Seeing she hadn’t drunk much, Qin Jiang didn’t stop her.

At this moment his tall figure bent over, his fingers landed on a strand of dark red hair that had fallen by Yan Liang’s cheek and tucked it behind her ear with utmost gentleness.

“Yanyan, only you can take control of my soul and pull me anyway you want.”

The man lowered his eyes, his voice rubbing against her ears pleasingly.

Young Mistress Yan’s eyes narrowed in enchantment. She felt that Jiang was simply mesmerizing her right now.

His current act of deliberate attentiveness was cute, coquettish, and alluring.

It almost made her lose control!!

Qin Jiang leaned in, meeting Young Mistress Yan’s eyes. His little expression seemed to say: Yanyan, besides you, no one else deserves another look.

Praise me~

Yan Liang was completely bewitched.

The wineglass in her hand was nearly slipping from her grip.

The next moment, Qin Jiang casually plucked the goblet from her hand and then moved closer, pressing his cheek to the Young Mistress Yan, nuzzling her face with his nose like a little animal!

Yan Liang was stunned.

Jiang… Jiang… being so obedient like this made her want to devour him on the spot!

Was this still the same “little deserter” who had once resisted her so deeply?

Young Mistress Yan admitted she was utterly melted by Qin Jiang’s clingy gestures.

Now even if he wanted to blow this place up, the Young Mistress wouldn’t bat an eye.

“Jiang, I want…”

“Another hug~”

Yan Liang couldn’t help acting spoiled. The scent wrapped around her from Qin Jiang that haunted her dreams made her lose control.

And it was hard to suppress.

She straightforwardly expressed her love.

Young Mistress Qi Yuan watched in surprise as the usually ruthless and decisive Young Mistress Yan in the business world snuggled up to Qin Jiang with a soft, tender look.

Qi Yuan was alarmed. My sister?!

“Be good, Yanyan, wait for me to bring you back the honor of first place.”

“My Yanyan has always taken only the best, and what I give you… will certainly only be the best!”

Qin Jiang couldn’t help but ruffle the Young Mistress Yan’s soft long hair again, planting a kiss on her brow.

“Okay… Jiang is the best, the very best~~”

Young Mistress Yan was perfect in many ways, except her tolerance for alcohol was truly mediocre. When she drank she was either extremely joyful or extremely sorrowful.

Right now her light drinking was because she was in an explosively good mood.

Although she had only taken a few sips, the Young Mistress tilted her head back, a faint blush on her face, acting obedient and clingy in a way that melted Qin Jiang’s heart.

Then the Young Mistress, not caring about proprieties, wrapped her arms around Qin Jiang’s neck and planted a big, hearty smack on his face.

Smooch~

The crisp sound echoed, making the already silent venue so stunned that even breathing felt risky.

Qi Yuan watched the scene, feeling her soul struck again.

“Hubby, Yanyan loves you~”

Young Mistress Yan transformed into a soft, sticky little wifey, wanting to press every inch of her skin against Qin Jiang.

“Ahem… I also… I also love you.”

Qin Jiang was still somewhat shy. His earlier initiative immediately switched to an indescribable introversion.

He hastily put the goblet further away.

Yanyan mustn’t drink any more.

*Otherwise, tonight **she *might…

Qin Jiang’s ears flushed. He quickly steadied himself, stood up calmly, and gave Zhou Ning a look.

The meaning was: take care of my wife.

Zhou Ning immediately pointed at himself in horror.

Well… a sober Young Mistress was indeed not easy to deal with.

But did he think a drunk Young Mistress was any easier to deal with?!

Regardless of whether he took on the tough job, Qin Jiang had already turned and stood back up on the shooting platform.

The shooting range was just a short distance away.

Everyone couldn’t help leaning in to watch the spectacle.

Their interest in this Qin Jiang only grew.

“The rules for the second round are still simple: each live target has a target on their back. Compared to the last round, live targets have human random mobility, so the difficulty increases.”

“The firearms aren’t fixed, there are over a dozen choices. But I should remind you both that some guns have hidden scoring bonuses which, if triggered, can yield extra points.”

This kind of competitive “game.”

There were national-level ones too, but given that they were in a place that was overseen by only the elites, people tended to play more extreme.

Young Mistress Yan and Qi Yuan were taking into account that Qin Jiang was an innocent college student, so they lowered the standards of the brutally inhumane game.

Because of that, Qi Yuan always wanted to stir up more trouble.

Qin Jiang listened to the rules and understood in an instant.

Just now Young Mistress Qi had seen that he truly had talent in shooting. He might trounce Jiang Heng again.

But if he was good at shooting…

But since he hadn’t handled guns much, if she did something to the firearms, Qin Jiang would surely be helpless.

In a field where he was not at professional level at all.

Qin Jiang was definitely going to lose!

Qin Jiang stepped forward first to choose a gun. He swept past a row of seemingly precise and high-end firearms and stopped beside a shabby, ordinary-looking M16.

The weapon looked somewhat old.

And it even had the risk of being damaged.

But Qin Jiang raised his hand and picked up that rifle.

With the shooting distance increased, choosing a rifle was correct, but could Qin Jiang… handle it??

Jiang Heng watched the gun Qin Jiang chose, his eyes showing a more complex scrutiny.

No, this kid… really doesn’t understand firearms?