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“She seems to like you a lot, she even specially sent you a message… she’s coming to see you.”
Yan Liang’s eyes skimmed the message lazily and she had already read the whole thing. She knew everything about any woman who approached or was approached by Qin Jiang.
This “Zhong Yuting,” of course, was no different. She had long ago studied her information inside out.
Before she knew Jiang was pursuing Bai Chuchu, she had indeed been very attentive to everything about Jiang.
Because her background resembled Qin Jiang’s—also once a picked-up adopted daughter—her and Qin Jiang shared many things in common.
But Qin Jiang had been taken home by a powerful family.
While Zhong Yuting remained an adopted daughter in the household, which was why she worked so hard to earn her own money—even paying her own college tuition.
Judging from the records alone, it was clear she was a hardworking, ambitious girl.
If it weren’t for that kind of all-powerful tycoon Young Mistress interfering, perhaps without Bai Chuchu… Jiang might have been attracted to a girl like this, right?
But… with Yan Liang in the picture, Jiang could not possibly have another choice in this lifetime.
Everything of his could only be controlled by her.
She relinquished the empire to him and was willing to step back—that was giving Qin Jiang a kind of dominion!
And Yan Liang knew more clearly: with her possessiveness over Qin Jiang, she would never let go—even dragging Qin Jiang into the coffin with her would be better than setting him free…
She was so wicked!
But the Young Mistress Yan Liang was, by nature, a villain!!
What was morality?
She had long forgotten.
At this moment, a deep dark shade immediately stained Yan Liang’s eyes, yet she lifted her head again, cheeks flushed like a little girl, acting coquettish and sweet.
“So Jiang… does he like Senior Yuting too?”
“Even if it’s only a little bit…”
Young Mistress Yan Liang’s tone turned teasing, and the name she used wasn’t Qin Jiang’s deliberately altered real name, but the previous name he saved her as, ‘Senior Yuting.’
If there were truly no feelings.
Wouldn’t he have saved her contact under her real name?
Just hearing the three characters “Zhong Yuting” made Qin Jiang’s hairs stand on end.
No… he really didn’t!!
Although Zhong Yuting was indeed a gentle senior who had helped him, he still clearly knew who occupied the center of his heart.
“I don’t like her at all.”
“Yanyan, don’t overthink. She’s only a normal business contact, and the payments went through the company account—there’s absolutely no personal affair!”
Qin Jiang’s face went pale in an instant.
He was very afraid Yan Liang would lose control. Of course, he also feared that the Young Mistress when drunk would be harder to handle than usual.
But Qin Jiang’s nervousness, in Yan Liang’s eyes, looked like he was deliberately distancing himself to avoid hurting Zhong Yuting.
Yan Liang’s eyes turned cold, and Qin Jiang’s phone fell with a clack.
The phone screen struck the ground and shattered, blooming like a sharp glass flower.
It was as if the Young Mistress was covered in thorns at this moment!
Everyone at Liangyue Manor instantly felt it. The atmosphere is off!!
Retreat!!!!!!!
So, in the blink of an eye while Qin Jiang looked away, not a soul remained in the kitchen or the entire hall. Even some precious porcelain and paintings had been expertly removed by Butler Xu.
Qin Jiang was shocked.
They didn’t want to die! He could die by himself for all they cared!
Yan Liang stepped forward. The Young Mistress wore plush little bunny slippers, softer compared to the sharp dominance of her usual high heels.
But as she leaned closer, Qin Jiang instantly sensed the Young Mistress’s breath smelled of even stronger alcohol.
“Jiang… come into the study with me!”
Yan Liang finished speaking and turned around. Her outfit, full of contrast moments ago, still framed the Young Mistress’s graceful back with murderous intent.
Qin Jiang gulped. Was he finished?
Qin Jiang hesitated for a moment.
He glanced again at the ribs in the pot that were almost overcooked. Fortunately the timing was right, so he turned off the heat and took out the ribs.
Then he scooped a bowl of the medicinal stew he had prepared earlier.
Even if it was just a casual meal for Yanyan, Qin Jiang still insisted on properly nursing the Young Mistress’s body.
Medicinal soup was indispensable.
Five minutes later.
Qin Jiang stood hesitantly at the study door.
As he hesitated whether to open the door, he felt as if something was staring at him.
Qin Jiang turned his gaze.
Butler Xu and Zhou Ning immediately stood at a nearby corner pulling a cloth and rubbing the railing to uh, pretend they were wiping the furniture.
“Old Xu, don’t miss any blind corners while wiping the edges!”
Butler Xu thought, Hmm, the Young Mistress’s venting at Qin Jiang certainly won’t spare any blind corners either!!
“Old Xu, press harder when wiping the edges!”
Butler Xu nodded.
You’d better be referring to wiping furniture!
Qin Jiang rubbed his forehead, too annoyed to deal with the two gloating fellows. When he had time later he’d definitely sweet-talk Yanyan and dock their year-end bonuses.
Qin Jiang gritted his teeth and resolutely opened the study door and went in.
Butler Xu and Zhou Ning peered around the corner. Oh ho… Mr. Qin has already found a way to die!
Inside the study.
Qin Jiang stepped into the room cautiously, the medicinal soup in his hands still hot.
The blackout curtains were drawn, the study’s light seeming swallowed by darkness, with only a dim little desk lamp on Yan Liang’s desk casting faint light.
Yan Liang leaned in the office chair, long dark-red hair cascading, half concealing her peerless beauty.
She held a goblet in her hand again. Crimson red wine swirled in the glass, her movements elegant and composed.
Her graceful, alluring figure was enticing, the cute headband on her head had been thrown to the floor—she looked like a witch who would steal souls in the next moment.
The scent of alcohol emanating from her was like deadly poison luring him closer.
The Young Mistress lifted her eyelids slightly. Her piercing, ferocious eyes showed a trace of softness and fragility.
Qin Jiang felt a tug at the core of his heart…
Unable to resist the temptation, he leaned in. He placed the medicinal soup on the table and moved closer.
“Qin Jiang…”
Qin Jiang’s heart tightened again.
The Young Mistress never called him by his full name lightly, unless she was truly angry.
“Yan… Yanyan, listen to my explan—”
Qin Jiang stepped forward and bent down to take the red wine glass from her tight grip, not expecting the Young Mistress had apparently anticipated this move.
The wine glass tilted, and the bright red liquid recklessly poured down Qin Jiang’s neck…
“Mm, it’s wet.”
Young Mistress Yan Liang looked satisfied with her handiwork, her sullen expression betraying a strange excitement.
Qin Jiang’s heart pounded. He dared not imagine what the Young Mistress would do next.
What he knew more clearly was that the Young Mistress never took the ordinary path!
“Yanyan, you…”
Qin Jiang knew she was drunk—uncontrollable.
He tried to snap the Young Mistress out of her drunkenness, but the next moment a soft finger was pressed against his lips.
“Shh, Jiang, you’re being naughty.”
“If you’re naughty, then play a game with me.”
Qin Jiang’s brain almost short-circuited.
“What game?”
It didn’t sound very proper.
“Where’s the pink diamond choker I gave you… baby.”
The Young Mistress moved closer. The strong scent of alcohol mixed with her innate rose fragrance almost swallowed Qin Jiang whole.
“Qin Jiang, your neck is full of wine stains—you’re so dirty… come here, let me wipe you.”
Young Mistress Yan Liang beckoned with her finger.
Qin Jiang bent forward instinctively. The Young Mistress didn’t hesitate to kiss his neck, using the kiss to wipe away the wine bit by bit.
Qin Jiang thought, damn*… my soul has drifted away!!!*
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