Chapter 163: Young Mistress Nears The Truth Of Rebirth, The Hot-Tempered Third Sister Is Scorching

The feeling at the back of his neck sent a tremor through Qin Jiang’s soul, as if his very spirit were being sucked dry by the Young Mistress.

But the Young Mistress’s movement was so light, like a feather’s caress, and the bright red wine was being sipped away little by little by her red lips.

Qin Jiang froze.

Soon that gentleness was replaced by the Young Mistress’s unique domineering possessiveness. Her gaze grew hotter and hotter, as if she considered Qin Jiang her own exclusive plaything.

No one else may touch him.

“Yan… Yanyan… listen to me…”

“I’ve already explained all of this, I swear on my life—I have only ever loved Yan Liang.”

“Yanyan, you don’t have to be afraid of lacking security. I’m sorry for making you feel threatened, I’ll do everything I can to make it up to you…”

Qin Jiang panicked. With his memories of his previous life, he had seen the Young Mistress in almost every state, and this particular combination of tenderness laced with a hint of perversity was the most enticing and terrifying.

He feared how the Young Mistress might lose control when drunk.

What scared him more was that the Young Mistress’s heart was wounded—still fragmented and insecure just like before.

But this time, he couldn’t let this situation that endangered Yanyan’s state of mind continue to fall apart.

This time, Qin Jiang took the initiative, hooking his arm around Yan Liang’s slim waist and forcefully pulling the woman who had leaned down to kiss his neck into his embrace.

This time, it was Qin Jiang’s kiss that came on aggressively.

Although his kissing was never particularly skilled, being entangled by the Young Mistress every night lately—coupled with accumulated bodily memory—had made him quite proficient.

He understood exactly what Yan Liang wanted.

So why not give it to her?

Security meant total possession!!

Qin Jiang’s initiative went a bit too far this time. He lifted the Young Mistress and sat her on his thigh, flipping the domineering stance and becoming the one in control!

Yan Liang froze for a second, then surrendered to the fierce love Qin Jiang was pouring out.

“Yanyan, I love you.”

“Only you.”

“This life, the last life… the next life… I will only love you.”

“If I made you feel insecure, it’s my fault. Will you let me properly make it up to you?”

“Tonight, it’s on me.”

Qin Jiang’s rare assertiveness moved Yan Liang. In truth she didn’t necessarily need an explanation from Qin Jiang—Jiang being pursued by someone could be a good thing, proving Yan Liang’s taste wasn’t wrong.

But the Young Mistress simply hated the feeling of her possession being coveted by others.

It had nothing to do with whether Jiang had feelings for that person.

It was such a pity… Yan Liang was a domineering top power-holder throughout the entire country—she was born to hold power and always looked down on the weak.

But in matters of the heart, she was just a little girl with no sense of security.

When love first bloomed, she stumbled and loved Qin Jiang in the only way she knew how.

To love him was to seize him and keep him by her side.

This was clearly childish thinking, a naive possessiveness, the most genuine instinct at the start of life.

But adults learn to restrain themselves.

But Yan Liang needed no restraint!

There was no need to restrain!

She had the absolute means and ruthless hands to seize what she wanted—so why not use them?

Qin Jiang’s kisses grew more intense. It was as if the more domineering he was compared to Yan Liang, the more security she would feel—and the more love she would sense.

A timeless, unending melody.

It finally moved toward oblivion.

Exhausted, Qin Jiang still held the Young Mistress’s slim waist as if magnetically drawn. He tilted his head and repeatedly kissed Yan Liang’s forehead with tenderness.

Clean and pure, edged with a man’s inexpressible pity.

“Baby… no more drinking from now on.”

“You become bad when you’re drunk…”

Qin Jiang’s tone had a hint of reproach mixed with lingering fright—he couldn’t afford to be so depleted at his young age.

“Qin Jiang, I don’t become bad.”

“It’s just… I have always been very bad.”

“Ve…ry… bad…”

Yan Liang’s tone was a little wicked, but her eyes were heavily closed—she was clearly exhausted.

But the Young Mistress’s stamina was not something anyone could match.

Qin Jiang had witnessed that for himself.

Luckily, he had regained the initiative.

“Yanyan, I’ll handle any entanglements with the opposite sex at work… mm…”

Yan Liang leaned in, looping her arms around Qin Jiang’s neck and placing her hand over his mouth.

“Jiang, actually I’m not only jealous—I’m aware of all your interactions with Zhong Yuting. Your lonely past, even with family love, you endured moments tormented by the thought of being abandoned… that must have been unbearable.”

“So many inner feelings were shared between you and Zhong Yuting, which created small opportunities for psychological connections.”

“But Jiang… I just feel for you, and I can’t help blaming myself: I came too late, I didn’t grow fast enough. Even though I bought you from the Jiang household back then, I lacked the ability to bring you by my side, causing you to suffer more…”

“Now you’ve indeed grown a lot and more closely match my pace.”

“But that path—how painful was it, how long did the torment last?”

“Jiang, ever since you changed your attitude toward me, I knew you must be hiding a secret, and that secret must contain so much of your grievances and hardships.”

“Jiang, you must have been exhausted during this time…”

Young Mistress Yan Liang was for the first time truly opening her heart to analyze why Qin Jiang had changed recently.

She was such a powerful figure who had risen to the top.

If Qin Jiang’s change was so great, it would be strange for her to have no doubts.

But she had remained expressionless, quietly observing his changes and secretly supporting him.

But that didn’t mean she was truly ignorant.

As Yan Liang spoke, she clearly felt the body of Qin Jiang, whom she had her arms around, begin to tremble.

She raised her hand and gently stroked Qin Jiang’s forehead and hair.

Her movements were so gentle.

“My Jiang, don’t carry such heavy burdens, alright?”

“I want you to be happy.”

“It’s okay if you don’t say anything—just know my power faction will always be your backing.”

Yan Liang’s gestures were so tender that Qin Jiang felt like he might drown in them.

After being reborn, he had indeed walked a very long and dark road alone.

There was betrayal, torment, and hatred toward everyone in the Qin family!

He pursued revenge all the way, borrowing Yan Liang’s influence, but inside he struggled with his own meanness!

The love was real, and so was the fact that he used Yan Liang’s power!

But Yan Liang was telling him now that she had long noticed all of his flaws.

Not an accusation, but genuine pity from the heart.

On that long, pitch-black road, Yan Liang had come to light a warm lamp for him.

She gave him a harbor called “home.”

Qin Jiang trembled all over, his nose prickled, and tears of sour crimson welled up in his eyes.

Even men have moments of fragility.

To be comforted, cared for, and embraced at such a time—

It was almost lethal.

Yan Liang’s fingertips tenderly wiped away the dampness from the corner of his eye. “Jiang, you can cry out your grievances.”

“I’m not just anyone.”

“I’m your wife…”

But Qin Jiang stifled that sourness, lifted his eyes and met Yan Liang’s gentle, deep gaze seriously.

“Yanyan, actually the secret I hid is…”

…

In Country K.

“Grandma, are you saying Qin Jiang actually dared to have you and Yun sent to the detention center? At your age, how could you stand that kind of torment—has he gone mad?”

“And Yun—Yun is so frail. How could a detention center be a place suitable for such a young master? Qin Jiang, a rough country kid used to hardship, might endure it, but our Yun wasn’t raised as some coarse wild boy!”

“Qin Jiang really deserves a proper lesson!”

Qin Xiangyun was abroad in a different country. As one of the world’s most commercially valuable female racers, she wasn’t only a professional driver but also a highly sought-after cash cow in the capital markets!

Moreover, Qin Xiangyun herself had used the funds she earned as a racer in Country K to invest long-term in AI technology research.

It could be said that whether in her past life or this one, Qin Xiangyun’s life was destined to be strong and steadily rising.

They always say, “poor in literacy, rich in martial prowess!”

Since childhood Qin Xiangyun had been groomed by the Qin family toward becoming a national-level athlete—she dabbled in fencing, martial arts, and skiing.

But what ultimately made her famous was her racing career.

In international top-tier racing, every driver has a competition-grade car finely tuned to their professional level!

And each race car is almost like that driver’s soulmate.

What Qin Xiangyun was most proud of was her top-tier car, the Predator, which was among the best in the world and most suited to her driving.

It was the Predator that brought her onto the international stage, earning her the reputation of an international female racer.

In fact, the number of her race championships was not the most outstanding globally, but she excelled at marketing.

There were many excellent racers, but a beauty racer from her country breaking into the international scene like her was rare.

The market needed an image like hers that filled people with fantasy.

She was that famous internationally.

Her return home nearly matched the status of a top-tier celebrity.

“Grandma, don’t worry.”

“I happen to have a race at home. When I return, I’ll definitely make Qin Jiang kneel in the ancestral hall for five days and nights. I’ll flog him until he can’t raise his head!”

“A wild boy—our family already did a merciful thing by taking him into the household, yet he repeatedly tried to harm Yun!”

“Truly bold as a dog!“

Used to being in a lofty position, Qin Xiangyun, though third in birth order, differed from her eldest sister Qin Moyun in how she tolerated and cared for her younger siblings.

Qin Xiangyun had a fiery temper and often personally imposed family discipline on Qin Jiang.

She particularly disliked Qin Jiang. When he first returned to the Qin family wearing tattered clothes, she suggested sending him to live in the rundown cottage in the back garden where she kept dogs.

She claimed it would be quiet and peaceful.

But everyone knew Qin Xiangyun’s supposed “kindness”—she liked rescuing stray dogs and kept them in that back cottage.

For Qin Xiangyun, keeping over a dozen stray dogs was nothing.

That suggestion for Qin Jiang to live in the back cottage seemed caring but was actually blatant humiliation and disdain toward him.

But at that time Qin Jiang didn’t understand that nuance at all.

He foolishly worried about disrupting the Qin family’s harmony and willingly went to live in the back cottage.

At that time, everyone in the Qin household—even the servants—couldn’t help but look grim.

Only Qin Xiangyun laughed at Qin Jiang, “Little Jiang… Third sister will take you to live there?”

The malicious laugh made the newcomer Qin Jiang suspicious, but he still obediently nodded.

His foster mother had told him to behave himself in front of his blood relatives.

She told him not to contradict the elders and to get along harmoniously with his sisters and brothers.

He tried his best to do those things.

But that night, Qin Xiangyun kicked him straight into that cottage reeking of stray dogs.

Qin Xiangyun had indeed taken them in.

But she called it freedom for stray dogs who couldn’t be restrained—they ran wild in the cottage and yard.

The more Qin Jiang looked at the situation, the more wrong it felt.

But as soon as he moved his luggage inside, the door behind him was slammed shut.

The Qin family was always hypocritical, and Qin Xiangyun thoroughly exposed her displeasure toward Qin Jiang.

She had an explosive temper and went too far in her actions.

But because she was truly capable and strikingly beautiful, everyone automatically softened her image into being straightforward and hot.

Qin Jiang was locked in the cottage for an entire night.

He wasn’t actually afraid of the stray dogs or unwilling to tolerate the dirty, messy conditions.

It was just that Qin Xiangyun’s action was too humiliating.

It seemed to say, Qin Jiang… did you really think you returned to the Qin family to be the young master?

Look, your treatment is no different from the stray dog I casually picked up and raised.

It was a trampling of his dignity.

And an absolute contempt in her attitude toward him.

That night, Qin Jiang didn’t passively endure the place. He cleaned the cottage for the strays, then scooped a whole bag of dog shit and climbed over the wall out of the cottage.

When he had just returned to the Qin family.

In Mrs. Qin’s words:

Qin Jiang was, after all… full of thug energy!

He appeared to be a hothead from the bottom rungs.

He had been to the main courtyard villa during the day, and he never forgot the paths he’d walked—following his memory, he returned to the main house.

This time, he directly climbed over walls and through windows.

Any room that had been lived in, he didn’t spare a single family member—he threw a pile of dog shit on each person’s bed!!

Back then Qin Jiang was unruly. He stood by third sister Qin Xiangyun’s bed, his gaze coolly resting on her undeniably stunning face—if fourth sister Qin Shuyun, as a movie star, was bright and dignified in looks and supported by acting skills to be adored by many stars.

Then Qin Xiangyun was born with the poise of a natural beauty.

No wonder her temper could be fiery yet she still be lapped up by everyone.

Qin Jiang glanced once and looked away, then directly tossed two piles of feces on her pillow.

Others had it on their blankets, but her… she deserved his “special treatment”!

Sure enough, the next morning the whole Qin household was in uproar.

Qin Xiangyun, with marks smudged on her face, screamed and ran out of her room…

Everyone in the Qin family hated the newly arrived Qin Jiang down to their bones.

In the end.

The entire Qin family was summoned to the ancestral hall. Old Master Qin sat in the main seat, coughing with a pale face. Even with his frail body he grabbed his cane and stood to strike Qin Xiangyun.

“Kneel!”

“Qin Xiangyun, upon Jiang’s return you openly bullied your brother—did you not heed my words?”

“Jiang is also our family… I personally brought him back, no one is allowed to bully him!”

“I’ll smack you thirty times now—as family discipline!!”

Old Master Qin put on the full weight of stern family tradition, firmly supporting Qin Jiang.

Completely disregarding the family’s resentful looks.

Although Qin Xiangyun had messed with Qin Jiang, the whole family suffered consequences.

But… Old Master Qin didn’t care.

This also helped Qin Jiang secure his footing in the Qin family—but when Old Master Qin smacked Qin Xiangyun for the tenth time, he suddenly spat a mouthful of blood.

The doctor said it was from extreme anger attacking the heart.

Qin Jiang stood before Grandpa Qin like a child who had done something wrong.

At that time, Qin Jiang was filled with guilt.

If he hadn’t acted recklessly and indulged himself in the Qin household.

Grandpa wouldn’t have coughed blood. Qin Jiang had always been a respectful child to elders.

Plus his young age and pure enthusiasm.

“Jiang, with Grandpa’s illness, how could he protect you… This isn’t your fault, it’s Grandpa’s failing for not protecting you.”

“Grandpa apologizes to you…”

“Jiang, I only ask that you don’t resent your third sister and the family—they simply can’t accept your presence right away…in their hearts they love you.”

“Promise Grandpa you won’t be so willful next time. Grandpa knows you were bullied. If in the future you suffer or are wronged, come tell Grandpa.”

“Making a fuss at home… would disturb the household. Grandpa always fears he won’t be able to protect you in the future, leaving his mind forever uneasy…“

Qin Jiang was indeed young and was set up. He didn’t even realize he was being “tested for obedience.”

He only knew that for Grandpa’s health, for the first family member who cared for him—

He couldn’t be too willful.

He must try to be good to the family so Grandpa could be happy and the family might try to accept him…

“Grandpa, rest assured.”

“I won’t act up anymore.”

Reluctantly, Qin Xiangyun walked up to Qin Jiang and lowered her head. “Jiang… sorry.”

“Third sister only wanted to tease you. Who knew you would take it so seriously…”

“Anyway, sorry!”

To avoid further slaps, Qin Xiangyun bowed her head.

At that time Qin Jiang naively believed that Third Sister had indeed been playing a prank and had sincerely apologized.

Qin Jiang scratched his head awkwardly. “It’s okay, Third Sister.”

“I was joking with you too.”

Qin Xiangyun choked on the words in her heart, momentarily stewing in resentment. This wild brat!

He would always be nothing but a wild brat!

Never able to compare to the well-mannered younger brother Yun!!