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Qin Moyun frowned. Her first instinct was actually to stop the car and go check.
But Qin Yun glanced sideways, clearly about to follow her gaze.
Qin Moyun’s expression shifted slightly. She was now wary about anything concerning Qin Jiang.
She couldn’t let Qin Yun have any contact that might harm Qin Jiang. They all remembered clearly how much Qin Jiang cared about that so-called “foster family” when he first returned to the Qin family.
There was even a period when Qin Jiang brought Madam Jiang’s photo to her.
He was convinced that as the eldest sister and the one in charge of the group, she must have extensive connections, so he begged her to help find his foster mother.
But at that time she and Mrs. Qin were of one mind.
They wholeheartedly believed that Qin Jiang, still so devoted to his foster parents, the Jiang family, clearly hadn’t turned his heart to outsiders yet, so in the Qin family he would only become an ungrateful ingrate.
So they deliberately concealed all the information about the Jiang family that could actually be found.
Even though, it was said then that Qin Jiang’s foster sister Jiang Hanwei didn’t have high formal education but was outstanding at self-learning.
She had managed to get a senior secretary position, but because she was too beautiful she suffered workplace bullying.
Several times she was almost forced to sleep with the boss.
In fact, as a career woman, Qin Moyun had always despised such behavior.
But when she happened upon Jiang Hanwei being bullied at a drinking party and even being pressured to toast other leaders, she merely watched coldly and was about to stride away.
Those things had nothing to do with her.
Moreover, that was the survival rule for lower-level professional women in the workplace. It was something she had to face.
But Qin Moyun was different: she had a family backing her, so no one dared underestimate her. And she had a high level of education supporting her, so her career naturally went smoothly.
Therefore she found it extremely difficult to empathize with the suffering of ordinary people.
But just as she was about to leave, she heard a burst of smashing sounds from the private room.
Bang!
Crash, crash!!
She couldn’t help but step back and peek through the half-open door. She saw Jiang Hanwei’s tall, cool, and intelligent figure—slender and peerless. Though alone, her presence was ice-cold.
She lifted a bottle of red wine with one hand and smashed it into a certain CEO’s head. A few who stepped forward to intervene, including the man trying to pull Jiang Hanwei away, were viciously jabbed with the broken wine bottle by her.
In an instant, the room was covered in blood.
Jiang Hanwei simply stood still, watching them wail. Her gaze was clearly lucid and clean, but there seemed to be a hint of coldness and killing intent reflected in her eyes.
“I won’t sell!”
“If you want to buy, take my life in exchange.”
What were rich people most afraid of?
They feared crazies who didn’t care about their lives, and it looked like Jiang Hanwei had become that kind of seemingly audacious but mad person who didn’t have any powerful backers.
She clearly seemed so normal, yet for some reason Qin Moyun had always felt that Jiang Hanwei was crazy!
At that time, she didn’t intervene much—she glanced and left.
She didn’t know what happened afterward.
But in her heart it only strengthened the belief that growing up in such a twisted, mad underclass environment meant Qin Jiang couldn’t be a good person!
Prejudices about lacking manners and character took root in her heart.
But now, when Qin Moyun looked back, she couldn’t help but wonder where that lone, background-less Jiang Hanwei had gotten her confidence and courage…?
Or was it that women from the slums, with worthless lives, simply acted like that?
The emotions in Qin Moyun’s eyes were extremely complex, so she simply looked away—this was not the best time to get out and meet Mrs. Jiang.
She hit the gas and quickly sped away from the Qin family villa.
Qin Yun, in the act of pretending, was indeed being dragged along with Qin Moyun’s intense mood swings.
Heavy breathing made his expression look bad. He curled up in the passenger seat as his mind raced about how to stop his eldest sister’s madness.
For a moment, he didn’t notice the figure not far away.
…
Jiayu Manor.
Facing Qin Jiang’s confession, Yan Liang felt at this moment that she was the happiest woman in the world.
“Jiang, being with you truly makes me so happy.”
“Am I really worthy?”
Was she worthy of Qin Jiang paying such a big price for her? She knew too well that Qin Jiang didn’t earn money easily. He saved it under great pressure.
Although she had given him some funds, the money Qin Jiang used to buy gifts was all money he had earned himself to buy presents for her.
In truth, she felt heartache over Jiang’s hard work.
She also couldn’t bear for him to make such sacrifices for her.
To love someone is to often feel indebted.
At this moment she felt both that she was unworthy and that what she had given Jiang was still too little.
Compared to everything Qin Jiang had given her in return.
She was already very, very satisfied.
“Yanyan, with me, you deserve the very best.”
“Wifey, from now on every day—no need for special holidays… you’ll have moments of surprise gifts. I want my woman to be happy all the time and safe year after year.”
Qin Jiang stepped forward, no longer paying attention to Qin Xiangyun, and personally put the pigeon-blood red bracelet he had prepared for the Young Mistress on her slender, fair wrist.
Then the man bent down and, full of gentlemanly air, performed a hand-kissing gesture.
His thin lips brushed the Young Mistress’s hand back, tickling and bringing a slight tingle.
Such an intimate act, in everyone’s eyes, was Qin Jiang overstepping boundaries with Young Mistress Yan in public.
But Young Mistress Yan’s eyes even shimmered with moisture. The high-and-mighty tycoon female CEO was suddenly full of vulnerability and emotion, and in the next moment she threw herself straight into Qin Jiang’s arms before everyone’s eyes.
“Jiang, with you by my side, I’m already especially, especially happy.”
“Your surprises, the gifts you prepared, I like them very much too!”
“Hubby, meeting you is the luck I’ve spent a lifetime to obtain. I’ll definitely cherish it.”
Yan Liang looked up at Qin Jiang in a daze. His jawline seemed God-given, stylishly handsome.
Qin Jiang looked down at the right moment and met the Young Mistress Yan’s eyes, which were even moist with emotion.
At this moment he was almost speechless.
He had actually just done a small thing a husband should do for his wife, but in Yan Liang’s eyes it was as if the gods favored her. She truly loved him.
And he absolutely couldn’t let down the Young Mistress’s love.
“Yanyan, you just said everything I wanted to say.”
“Be good, this time I voluntarily fall into your arms without spending all your luck. Our Yanyan… will have good fortune with her for a lifetime.”
Qin Jiang felt Yan Liang in his arms act soft and sweet again like a pliant little bunny, soft enough to pinch~
He couldn’t resist the itch in his hand and affectionately pinched the Young Mistress’s bouncy cheek.
Such a brazenly overstepping, almost ‘rubbing a tiger’s butt’ reckless move was something no one else would dare try, yet Qin Jiang did it.
And after doing it he remained perfectly unharmed??
Everyone felt their jaws drop.
Damn!
What kind of innate saintly constitution did Qin Jiang have that could placate this woman?
The next moment, Yan Liang was so delighted by Qin Jiang pinching her cheek that she couldn’t help rising on her toes and lightly kissed his jaw.
This was the Young Mistress’s first time kissing Qin Jiang in such a formal, acquaintance-filled occasion.
It was also an absolute seal of approval.
It was the Young Mistress’s stamp marking Qin Jiang.
“Aaaah… Ms. Liang actually has such a gentle and proactive side? I used to think she was a she-demon, but talking about romance like this, the tycoon female CEO can actually be bashful?”
“Oh my… This Qin Jiang is really not to be underestimated. For Jiang Yan Group to have reached this unstoppable scale, I suspect it’s not entirely only under Young Mistress Yan’s guidance. I’m beginning to trust her taste… This young man might have extraordinary qualities?”
“Look at how calm he was when gambling with Qin Xiangyun, all determined to win—It feels like he can win, and from the start he deliberately set a trap for Qin Xiangyun…“
“As expected, the man Young Mistress Yan picks can’t be a nobody. I bet… Qin Jiang will sooner or later build his own commercial empire!”
Of course, there were still those who looked down on Qin Jiang’s humble origins despite him being a business big shot.
“Come on, no matter how rich Qin Jiang gets, he’ll always be a pretty face living off others’ earnings…”
Song Jie didn’t like hearing that.
He walked straight up to that CEO who said that, leaned in, tilted his head, and stared at him intently.
That CEO stared back puzzledly.
“You’re so ugly, so old, so you can’t live off someone else’s money—are you just jealous that our Brother Jiang is handsome, charming, young, and still in great shape?”
That CEO felt his heart shatter.
Those words hit exactly where it hurt the most!!
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