#24: Chapter 24: Yearning Like Thirst — My Yandere Heiress

Yan Group.

Located in the capital’s prime commercial district office building, with the bustling CBD right downstairs.

From the top-floor floor-to-ceiling windows, everyone below looked like ants.

“Ms. Liang, this is already the 72nd document you’ve rejected. Why don’t you take a break?”

Zhou Ning tried hard to minimize his presence. After all, the office felt like it was falling into an ice cave at the moment.

The employees throughout the building were also secretly grumbling.

No matter how devilish the CEO had been before, there had never been such an agony-inducing moment.

Yan Liang leaned against her chair, her figure curved gracefully, skin as white and fine as high-quality porcelain, red lips outlining a rich, noble beauty, her gorgeous yet cold face emitted a world-weary aura.

Zhou Ning felt the pressure nearly suffocating him.

All this was Butler Xu’s fault—he knew that any mention of other Yan family members was the heiress’s unspoken taboo.

But he insisted on dancing in the minefield.

And look what happened to him. He’d danced himself straight into feeding the lions.

He’d danced himself into a horrific nightmare right here.

“Are you instructing me how to do my job?”

“You want to restrain me too?“

Yan Liang lifted her eyelids slightly, radiating an aloofness that repelled everyone.

In the sunless gladiatorial arena, the blood-soaked girl’s eyes were as bloodthirsty and cold as a beast’s, fiercely lunging at a huge, powerful wolf-king, its skin torn and drooling.

Her hand plunged into the wolf’s abdominal wound with brutal force, pulling out layer after layer of nauseating entrails.

The excited cheers from the arena mixed with the wolf-king’s bloody, moist breaths ringing in her ears, the clink of chains buckling around her wrists and striking the cage filled her mind.

Her mind suddenly went blank.

A warm, large hand suddenly brushed aside the sweat- and blood-soaked hair on her forehead, revealing her gaunt little face.

The man’s low voice was like a rumble from hell, “Number 77, you did it. Father is proud of you.”

Would a father call his daughter a string of numbers?

Yan Liang felt every nerve prick and tighten, her reason being entwined and torn apart…

Something exploded inside her mind.

She lowered her gaze and suddenly widened her eyes.

What lay at her feet was not a wolf but a living person—his abdomen torn open, bits of entrails even stuck under her nails.

So, she had actually killed a person.

The image of that corpse reflected in Yan Liang’s pupils. Her emotions barely stirred.

Then she smiled, her blood-stained lips curving with an innocent yet cruel arc.

She bent down, her smile growing sweeter, then suddenly picked up a sickle that had been knocked away nearby. Her eyes were full of tenderness.

She raised her hand and drove the sickle’s blade hard into the man’s neck. Blood splashed onto her pale little face, blooming into scarlet flowers.

Yan Liang tilted her head and giggled, murmuring, “Good, it doesn’t hurt~~”

After all, if one is already dead, then it doesn’t hurt.

This was the arena’s most essential task—the finishing blow!

She was a very competent hunter.

Familiar with the rules here.

…

She wanted so much… to tear something apart!

The document in Yan Liang’s hand was warped and twisted bit by bit. Her dark red hair seemed demonic, as if at any moment a man-eating fiend would tear off her beautiful skin and crawl out to do evil.

“Zhou Ning, I feel like killing someone again.”

“Do you have a preferred way to die?”

Zhou Ning was stunned. WHAT WAS THIS QUESTION EVEN!

SOS!!

Mr. Qin, save me!

Zhou Ning hurriedly made a video call to Qin Jiang.

At such a critical moment, what was Qin Jiang’s face to Zhou Ning?

His face was like the protective talisman in a Taoist priest’s hand—full of safety.

Qin Jiang’s phone had no signal while he was imprisoned. But after he appeased Yan Liang, it regained reception.

The moment he saw the incoming call, he knew it must be Yanyan thinking of him.

He immediately hung up on Zhou Ning’s call.

Zhou Ning was taken aback.

Suddenly there was a calm feeling of death.

The hope he had in his heart died the moment Qin Jiang hung up on him.

Since there was confusion in the conference room and the doctors were treating Li Hao and Li Yunxiang’s wounds, Qin Jiang seized the chance to slip out and went up to the administrative building’s rooftop.

He nervously dialed a familiar number.

He had never dared to call this number before.

Now that he dialed it, he still felt awkward.

The call was almost immediately answered. Yan Liang’s nerves were taut as if countless nails were being driven into her brain.

But the moment she received Qin Jiang’s call, everything seemed to stop.

She unconsciously took a deep breath. The near-out-of-control she-devil froze.

Jiang had taken the initiative to call her.

Didn’t he… order her not to interfere with matters at his school?

But despicable as she was, how could she not interfere at all?

It was merely temporary indulgence—to enjoy the price Qin Jiang would pay for his assumed freedom, so that he would willingly play the part of a loving couple with her.

“Yanyan… I miss you.”

Yan Liang’s icy pupils moved slowly. Her illness seemed to worsen.

Even just hearing Qin Jiang’s voice.

Just the voice.

She wanted to possess him immediately!

After she snapped back to reality, she suddenly realized what he said.

Jiang just said… he missed her?

“Yanyan, what do you want to eat tonight? Once I finish with school matters I’ll go to the supermarket to buy ingredients.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll be very, very quick.”

After entangling with Yan Liang for so many years, it would be impossible for Qin Jiang to lack any sensitivity to dangerous signs.

He immediately sensed that Yan Liang’s emotions were off.

His tone was gentle and patient as he coaxed her, but his heart was nervous.