Chapter 33: The Tsundere Young Mistress Transformed Into A Succubus

“Aaaahhh!!”

Li Ao stared as one of his hands was cleanly sliced off before him, blood spraying everywhere.

A soft thing hit the floor, and a feeling that made his hair stand brushed his feet.

He looked at Qin Jiang, who was standing so close, but dared not take another step forward.

Qin Jiang was stunned too, as he watched a familiar sharp sickle sweep past his face.

The sickle was blood-red, engraved with a crescent moon like a curved blade, hanging over a blooming deathly poison flower—decadent, cruel, and noble.

The sound of high heels striking the floor came like a deadly tune.

Everyone in the jewelry store had their attention instantly drawn to the sound.

Yuan Guoliang’s eyes locked onto that figure immediately.

That was—Yan… Yan Liang?!

She actually came in person for Qin Jiang?

Manager Luo and the others were already scared stiff. At the same time, the entire jewelry store was surrounded by tall, imposing bodyguards in black, and the other customers were politely escorted out.

The Yan family crest on the bodyguards’ tailored suits made everyone’s eyes widen. Those who recognized it ran off without being told.

The Yan family was the top household in the capital—immensely wealthy and beyond ordinary tycoons.

Yan Liang, the Yan family’s heiress, held real power. Outsiders whispered she was bloodthirsty and heartless, ruthless in her decisions, controlling both the lawful and unlawful worlds.

If she took offense, she could wipe out a whole family with a flip of her hand—an utterly terrifying monster.

But at this moment, the woman walked in on stilettos: supple figure, a qipao that accentuated every curve, narrow waist, long legs in black stockings…

Heavens! What kind of monster could be born so stunningly bewitching?

But then their gaze shifted to Li Ao, who was rolling on the ground in agony because his hand had just been sliced off.

Everyone immediately sobered.

Qin Jiang stood up, staring unblinking at Yan Liang’s outfit—she definitely wasn’t wearing this when she left the house.

Black, black, black… black stockings!!

Who taught her to dress like this?

Qin Jiang nearly stopped breathing. When Yan Liang called him, he obediently came to her side. “Yanyan, why are you here?”

There was a hint of guilt in that question.

“Well… you said you missed me.”

“So I came.”

Yan Liang moved closer to Qin Jiang. The alluring fragrance of a woman enveloped him, and the luxurious silk of her qipao rubbed against him, pressing tightly to his body.

Her arm wrapped around his neck in an utterly domineering gesture, but because of her soft skin it exuded an intensely ambiguous allure.

In that moment she practically became a succubus.

Qin Jiang’s breathing grew erratic, and the tips of his ears flushed a tipsy pink…

God! We’re still in public.

So many people are watching.

My dearest yandere wife—don’t you think we should exercise a little restraint?

Qin Jiang’s body tensed as he felt one of Yan Liang’s hands gently press his chest over his white shirt…

Qin Jiang muffled a groan as blood rushed to his head.

“Yanyan, stop it.”

“Behave.”

He nearly trembled while trying to stop her, but he knew all too well he couldn’t resist Yan Liang’s beauty.

Zhou Ning watched the scene and screamed inwardly: Qin Jiang, just give in already!

Your words don’t match your actions—don’t think I didn’t catch the movement in your pants!

Besides, Ms. Liang is used to being domineering.

This is one of the Yan family’s businesses, so it just takes one order from Ms. Liang and the place could be cleared out so cleanly, not even an ant will remain…

But in the next moment Yan Liang raised an eyebrow, lowered the arm that rested on Qin Jiang’s shoulder, and stepped back, withdrawing her graceful figure.

She actually stood up straight very solemnly, like an obedient good child, her voice soft as water, “Mm, Jiang wants me to behave, so I’ll behave.”

Zhou Ning: ??

Yuan Guoliang: ???

Song Jie: ????

What the hell!! Has my Brother Jiang gone from being a poor peasant to a superstar?!

Everyone was truly shocked.

Was this the Ms. Liang they knew?

Had she been possessed?!

Qin Jiang was also overwhelmed by the favor.

After his rebirth, he’d occasionally gotten used to Yan Liang’s doting, but he knew all too well Yan Liang’s true nature.

Sometimes when he stroked the top of her head gently, he couldn’t help feeling anxious inside.

Damn… he was really improving though.

He even dared to ruffle the hair of this she-devil now!

“Baby, what should we do with him?”

At the same time, Yan Liang’s pampering made Qin Jiang secretly ecstatic.

He couldn’t help showing off a little.

He called Yan Liang “baby”, in hope of fully satisfying his possessive, yandere wife.

During this time, he had also learned Yan Liang’s preferences: as long as he gave in to her whims and was willing to love and pamper her, Yan Liang became obedient above all else.

Sure enough, after Qin Jiang called her baby, Yan Liang’s clear yet cold dark eyes seemed to burst into colorful sparks.

Her precious Jiang… called her baby?

Was it because she had just acted obedient and sweet?

Yan Liang couldn’t help curling her lips. “Bury him.”

How to deal with someone who bullied Jiang?

Of course, make them disappear forever from Jiang’s sight—it’s simple.

Li Ao was still on the ground howling. But the moment he heard those words he shut up.

Li Ao was terrified. Who was this woman?

Her aura was so strong.

She was so aloof and noble, yet she obeyed Qin Jiang completely?

Was she the rich female tycoon keeping Qin Jiang?

She’s young and beautiful, and her figure was also amazing!!

He couldn’t believe the sort of luck Qin Jiang had.

This seemed completely impossible.

Why would such an icy tycoon beauty keep a broke guy like Qin Jiang?

Was there something special about Qin Jiang?

Wasn’t he just a bit handsome, a bit tall, with a decent figure and some charm…

A female tycoon couldn’t possibly be that superficial when choosing a man!

She should look for a man with potential… like him!

“No… please! Miss, my name is Li Ao. What is it about Qin Jiang that you like? I can give you the same things he can. Spare me—I will do anything you want me to!”

Li Ao broke down, mentally and physically devastated.

He was nearly shattered.

“You’re ugly!”

“My dearest Jiang is handsome.”

“We’ve got to bury you to avoid polluting Jiang’s and my eyes.”

Yan Liang didn’t even spare him an extra glance. She lifted her hand slightly, and Zhou Ning understood what she wanted.

This kind of trash wasn’t even worthy of Ms. Liang dirtying her hands.

It would soil the young mistress’s delicate hands.

Qin Jiang’s heart sped up at Yan Liang’s words. His gaze toward her grew warmer.

Li Ao refused to accept his fate and opened his mouth to speak again.

But Zhou Ning quickly clapped a hand over his mouth and, with a swift move, struck the back of his head with a baton.

The other bodyguards, well-trained and efficient, tossed him into a black body bag, grabbed the bag’s edge, and dragged Li Ao’s body off to be buried.

The actions were so fast and they moved with such style.

The problem was… Why did everyone seem so perfectly used to doing this?

Everyone else was tossed out in an orderly fashion.

In no time, only Qin Jiang and Yan Liang remained in the jewelry store.

Qin Jiang stood in front of the sofa, swallowing nervously.

It seemed like he… hadn’t done anything today, right?

Just when he was at a loss, Yan Liang’s soft body slid against him again, pinning him onto the sofa behind them.

The woman’s hand suddenly took his palm and guided it up her slender straight leg. The silky sensation was smooth and enticing.

Qin Jiang panicked.

That touch felt like a hot potato.

He didn’t dare to go further.

“Ba… baby, what are you doing?”

Yan Liang leaned down dominantly, fixing Qin Jiang with her gaze. A streaky, seductive wickedness shimmered in her eyes.

Her black-stockinged long legs and fair feet, wrapped in sultry red-soled stilettos, dangled and swayed at the edge of the sofa.

She lightly bit her red lip and her intoxicating scent clung to his heart in a sickeningly beautiful way.

My God! Who taught her to be so seductive?

It’s as if someone flipped a succubus switch.

It placed him directly under her forceful, possessive control.

“Jiang, do you like how I’m dressed?“

“Does Bai Chuchu look better dressed like this, or do I look better like this?”

Yan Liang leaned closer, her narrow eyes flashed a bit of coldness as they reflected Qin Jiang’s handsome face blushing down to his neck.

Qin Jiang suddenly understood.

So Yanyan was jealous?

But had Bai Chuchu ever dressed… this seductively?

But no matter how Bai Chuchu dressed, she couldn’t compare to Yan Liang’s figure and perfect face.

“Baby, you’re overthinking. I’ve never seen Bai Chuchu dressed like this.”

“Ahem… but Yanyan like this is indeed very beautiful…”

Nobody could understand the emotional storm inside Qin Jiang’s mind. Sometimes Yan Liang looked like a naïve little lolita when she wore her gothic lolita dresses, then sometimes she looked like confident and domineering boss when she wore her silk shirts and tailored suits…

Now, a qipao with black stockings… like a tsundere young mistress cosplaying a succubus.

With a wife so versatile, who wouldn’t want her?

As for him… he was utterly addicted.

He was in love.

“Mmm… how beautiful?”

“Jiang, why don’t you show me?”