Chapter 19: The Possessive Yandere Female CEO Dominates Me

Yan Liang hadn’t slept this deeply in a long time. She slowly opened her eyes, and the sight before her and the sensations on her body made her breath tremble.

She actually fell asleep?

And she didn’t lose control or have an episode last night?

But she had no mind to think about those things now.

Under the warm down comforter, a familiar large hand was wrapped around Yan Liang’s slender waist beneath her nightdress.

Their skin pressed together without any barrier.

The familiar scent wrapped her completely—it was Qin Jiang’s scent.

She was so delighted she hardly dared move an inch.

She was afraid it was a dream.

She was afraid that once she woke up from the dream, Qin Jiang would be curled at the bedside far away from her, his cold back turned to her.

Just then, Qin Jiang suddenly moved.

The hand lying across her waist seemed to slide upward as if guided by navigation…

Yan Liang kept perfectly still.

Qin Jiang, like all men, naturally indulged himself once he had a wife.

But the two of them were so close, almost fused together—how could he not feel that the woman’s normally soft, relaxed body was now taut and clearly awake?

Qin Jiang deliberately reached out with his other hand. His fingertips brushed Yan Liang’s fair cheek, then her slender swan-like neck, his coarse pads stroking her delicate skin as if savoring, or rather… trying to please her.

“Yanyan, does it tickle?”

Qin Jiang’s Adam’s apple rolled involuntarily.

What Yan Liang didn’t know was that he had hardly slept all night. Holding the deeply sleeping Yan Liang, he couldn’t get enough of her.

Sleeping Yan Liang was like a harmless little kitten, drawing close to him and smelling his scent, she tunneled into his arms as if guided.

She possessively wrapped her arms around his waist, even slipping them into his clothes to stroke his abs as she pleased.

He had to muster tremendous self-control to resist the urge to wake her.

His Yanyan hadn’t slept so soundly in a long time. He couldn’t bear to disturb her sweet dreams.

But… the woman’s hands were like writhing snakes.

Seemingly too familiar with his scent, she opened herself to him completely and then let loose to play.

She tormented him until he was gasping.

Qin Jiang had no choice but to clamp his unruly wife into his arms and wrap her hands around his waist to hold his back, stopping her from crossing the line.

Late at night, he quietly stared at Yan Liang’s peaceful sleeping face.

A woman who had let down her guard looked pure and innocent, begging to be loved.

There was none of the daytime ruthlessness or icy bloodlust.

Qin Jiang couldn’t help but quietly savor this moment of happiness.

In his past life he must have been blind to throw away such a great beauty for that bitch Bai Chuchu!

Now, Yan Liang opened her eyes, her gaze a little timid, as if afraid of being discarded or pushed away when waking in his arms.

The yandere female CEO who held absolute power over the capital’s business world seemed to regard him as the sky itself!

As a man, Qin Jiang couldn’t help but feel a bit proud.

But that was wrong.

Yan Liang was like this simply because she was afraid of losing him.

He should give her more security, not take pride in her fears.

“…a little.”

Qin Jiang rubbed Yan Liang’s pretty neck and deliberately tickled her, intending to ease the atmosphere.

He meant to remind Yan Liang to get up—Zhou Ning and Butler Xu were pacing back and forth at the door.

Butler Xu even paced from one end of the corridor to the other, touching the exquisite expensive tiles on the wall and lamenting, “Lord Zhou, a butler who fails to gain the Young Mistress’ favor is like a fallen concubine—left to lie in the ignored corner of the harem, counting tiles on lonely nights~~”

Butler Xu, who had been waiting from six in the morning until noon, was really about to lose his mind

Zhou Ning: Damn… another one’s gone mad!

“Little Ning, aren’t you anxious?!”

Butler Xu changed his form of address and started raving at Zhou Ning.

Zhou Ning sat cross-legged calmly at the master bedroom door. “No hurry. Young Mistress hasn’t eaten her breakfast yet.”

“Wait a little longer…”

Yan Group’s businesses were broad. The projects requiring decision by Yan Liang, the top authority, were few but completely encrypted and the most urgent.

Not even Zhou Ning or Butler Xu could read them without permission.

Even Zhou Ning didn’t have Yan Liang’s full trust.

Her heart had long been grown over with defensive thorns. Anyone coming near would be left bruised, or even killed.

And the gate to Miss Yan Liang’s heart was opened only for Qin Jiang.

Butler Xu was puzzled. It was already afternoon. What did Zhou Ning mean by breakfast?

In the room.

Qin Jiang felt his attempt to ease the mood was a bit unnecessary, since he was about to remind Yan Liang to get up.

There were many important matters waiting for her.

But the next moment, he was pinned back by the now-awake, snake-tongued Medusa-like Miss Liang.

The woman’s dark-red long curls spilled loose, mysterious and seductive. Her silk nightdress was rumpled at her slim waist, like a blooming poisonous flower.

Not only did it lure prey, but it also domineeringly wanted to devour the prey whole.

Yan Liang couldn’t hide her longing for Qin Jiang.

Regardless of whether he was staying by her side to act like he cared about her or in hope that she would let him go, she was going to walk into his trap!

She had fallen completely for it.

Besides trust, she gave Qin Jiang everything.

A fierce possessiveness raged. Yan Liang’s eyes glinted with dark crimson.

She leaned toward Qin Jiang, her red lips were like a dew-kissed begonia, fragrant and intoxicating.

“Jiang, I’m hungry.”

Her voice was a little hoarse, but her tone carried the command of one in power.

“Hungry? Then eat… Me?”

After going through rebirth and learning to deal with Yan Liang, Qin Jiang had overcome his fear of her.

He’d become somewhat adept.

Now with a single look from Yan Liang, he knew exactly how to stroke this big white lion’s fur.

“Mm.”

Yan Liang covered Qin Jiang’s lips like an opiate addict obsessed with poppies, like a calico cat encountering catnip—she only wanted desperately to get closer, possess, and take!

Qin Jiang, after being toyed left and right by Yan Liang, fought back like a man. He reclaimed the upper hand and turned the situation around.

Some concessions could be given to the wife, but in certain aspects… he absolutely must seize the initiative!

Two hours later.

Qin Jiang’s legs trembled as he stepped out of the bathroom, cursing himself—he was still so young! If Qin Yun hadn’t drained so much of his blood, he wouldn’t be so weak.

It seemed his physical condition still needed continuous training.

Also, he had to get some supplements for himself.

He stepped out of the bathroom to find Yan Liang already dressed and sitting at the dressing table tidying up. She was beautiful without makeup, and with a touch of professional light makeup, she carried a sharper, more femme-fatale aura.

The master bedroom door finally opened at two in the afternoon.

Yan Liang emerged refreshed. As her gaze shone brightly, her red lips curved into an uncontrollable smile.

She seemed like a bud fully fed with nutrients, as if she could burst into bloom at any moment.

Liangyue Manor, long shrouded in an oppressive, terrifying atmosphere, finally welcomed dawn at this moment.

Old Butler Xu was nearly moved to tears.

“Heavens, Young Mistress hasn’t smiled like this in such a long time.”

Then, the master bedroom door was pushed open again, tremblingly.

Qin Jiang, a man in the prime of life, now looked haggard and pale-lipped.

Someone was clearly suffering a lack of masculine energy…
Zhou Ning drifted over. “Mm, indeed, Young Mistress really hasn’t had this much fun in a long time.”

Butler Xu had question marks floating above his head. What???