Chapter 56: Yanyan Wants To Play Too

Yan Zuo called Qin Jiang “Brother-in-law” obediently and convincingly.

Qin Jiang raised an eyebrow, somewhat pleased with Yan Zuo’s sensible behavior.

But that could not erase the pain of his past life.

“Tsk, I’ll admit you’re sensible.”

“Now, I want you to answer me seriously — who ordered you to come here and who exactly gave you that so‑called itching powder!?”

Qin Jiang curled his lip coldly, his expression dark and terrifying.

At this moment, he felt his mental state somehow edging closer to that of his yandere wife.

It turned out people don’t go mad all at once.

They are driven crazy by countless wounds and abuses!

In his previous life, when Yan Liang questioned Yan Zuo, Qin Jiang was already losing consciousness. Afterwards he developed traumatic stress disorder and refused to think about that incident.

But later, he still sensed something was off.

First, the itching powder itself was suspicious.

Back then, to please his second sister Qin Muyun, he had studied traditional Chinese medicine, so he knew his way around identifying such substances.

Ordinary itching powder could never produce that bone‑gnawing, heart‑scraping sensation.

Even a whole bottle would only cause itching on the surface of the skin, not burrow into the bones and make you feel as if insects were crawling in your joints.

That bottle of itching powder might really have been tampered with.

This was the conclusion Qin Jiang reached only much later, when he forced himself to break through his trauma and remember.

Later he personally asked Yan Liang about it.

But Yan Liang, who had almost always obeyed him, avoided answering his question for the first time.

It was shortly before he planned to steal the Yan family’s seal and secrets.

It was also the period when Yan Liang’s health was growing weaker and she would disappear for stretches of time.

At that time, he had also vaguely suspected something was wrong with Yan Liang’s body. Her skin had an extreme, sickly pallor.

But at that time he wished she would just die immediately!

Naturally, he didn’t care whether Yan Liang was truly ill.

But now, he wanted to uncover the truth himself…

“If you won’t answer, fine — I’ll tell you straight: that bottle of itching powder is problematic. Ordinary itching powder couldn’t claw at you like this. I’m sure you can feel it too.”

“It’s obvious someone has messed with it…”

“If you don’t believe me, I can take you to the hospital for tests — but before that… I must know who the mastermind is!” Qin Jiang spoke directly.

Who wanted him to live a fate worse than death?

Or were the maniacs of the Yan family all monsters who took pleasure in torturing others?

“No… that’s impossible. Chuchu only said the itching powder would teach you a lesson!”

“I never intended to kill you!” Yan Zuo said guiltily.

Even if he hadn’t planned to kill Qin Jiang, he had wanted to cripple him.

But unfortunately, now he had become the one at someone else’s mercy.

But he believed Qin Jiang would never dare harm him.

If Qin Jiang actually dared to hurt him, he was certain that his sister would never spare him.

Qin Jiang laughed. Bai Chuchu?

It was Bai Chuchu, of all people. He’d underestimated her!

But then his eyes dimmed slightly.

So Yan Liang didn’t tell him the truth in his past life because she knew she had little time left.

She let him keep his pure feelings for Bai Chuchu, not wanting to add more sorrow to his life?

Yan Liang — was she really that kind?

Wasn’t she the type who would have loved to make sure he died along with her?

Qin Jiang felt puzzled.

The yandere wife’s love is selfish and terrifying, overflowing with possessiveness — how could she have allowed him to keep pining after Bai Chuchu?

Qin Jiang couldn’t make sense of it.

“Is that so?”

“You really didn’t mean to kill me? Or to slaughter me… hmm?”

Qin Jiang approached the figure curled on the ground, holding an axe.

Same place, same posture.

Only this time, the executioner and the victim had completely swapped roles.

He stepped closer to the itch‑wracked Yan Zuo, who screamed and writhed, as he lifted the axe before his eyes.

His domineering posture mirrored Yan Zuo’s in his previous life.

This time, he would let Yan Zuo taste the helplessness of being an ant.

At that moment, Yan Zuo could no longer hold on.

He felt the itch penetrate his marrow.

As if possessed, he grabbed the axe handle.

Then with a bang.

Yan Zuo swung it toward his arm.

Blood splattered, staining Qin Jiang’s face, but a strange smile was reflected in it…

All those who did him wrong in the past, he would spare none of them.

Yan Zuo was only the first!

The basement door was suddenly kicked open, and Qin Jiang and Yan Zuo both looked over.

They saw Yan Liang appear before them, barefoot, cradling a doll in a red dress…

“Jiang, what game are you playing?”

“Yanyan…wants to play too~”

Yan Zuo panicked even harder…