Chapter 70: The Yandere Wife Likes To Mark Him

“You… you people! Qin Jiang, are you out of your mind? I was the one who appreciated your talent first and offered you a price because I thought highly of you—I’m your benefactor!”

“You actually repaid my kindness with enmity… aren’t you afraid of getting retribution like Yan Liang?“

“A monster like her was born to never receive her parents’ love!”

“Yan Liang is heartless and cold-blooded, a thorough lunatic!”

“Do you think that flattering her now and receiving a bit of money and power from her is a favor?”

“Believe me, an unpredictably moody lunatic will sooner or later kill you! You’ll meet the same end as me!!“

Xu Cheng hadn’t expected Qin Jiang to use him as a tool to curry favor with Yan Liang, and for a moment he was intensely enraged by this sudden turn of events.

The dagger wielded by Qin Jiang pierced straight through his thigh.

This young man—he was so vicious!

He didn’t act like an inexperienced college student at all! Yet right now, he looked as gentle as a little puppy as he obediently let himself be kissed by Yan Liang,…

The contrast was so great—or was it just great acting?

“Oh… a monster, you say?”

“Seems Mr. Xu still hasn’t learned how to speak properly.”

“That tongue—better put it to use as a new dish for the General—how about a cold dish? Pig’s tongue.”

Qin Jiang spoke casually.

The warmth had completely gone from his eyes. Yanyan was the woman he must protect—she must not be wantonly insulted!

In his previous life, this Xu Cheng had managed to buy the rights to what ought to have been Qin Jiang’s invention in a twist of fate, and that was how Xu Cheng managed to become a tech magnate.

And now, he was personally reclaiming that ownership.

From now on, there will be no more Huayang Technology.

There will only be a newly established subdivision of JY Tech.

“Mm, I’ll listen to anything Jiang says.”

“Jiang is the head of our household.”

Yan Liang was gentle and elegant at this moment. The restless murderous gleam in her eyes evaporated entirely the instant Qin Jiang came for her.

“Since he’s the General’s food, take him away.”

Yan Liang’s smile was like a coquettish calico cat, eyes bright as stars—she felt she could never be close enough to Qin Jiang.

But as she grasped Qin Jiang’s cool fingertips, a shadow briefly crossed the woman’s eyes…

Alarm bells instantly went off in Zhou Ning’s head when he spotted that look in her eyes.

Was Young Mistress about to lose control again?

But…Qin Jiang was right beside her soothing her, no?

What had gone wrong?

…

The National University Student Research Competition came to an end just like that.

Qin Jiang, as a non-science major entrant, took third place. He had also proved that he wasn’t the mastermind behind the stolen honor, so of course his student status was preserved.

But soon the rumors about Qin Jiang spread and intensified.

People said Qin Jiang was in such good health, getting close to two rich women was no problem for him.

A time-management master with a perfect score—no wonder he deserved to get rich.

Of course, people’s gossip was just for entertainment. Everyone had been stunned by that brutal, violent scene and many simply dared not look.

All they knew was Qin Jiang was taken away by Yan Liang in the end.

Whether he was dead or alive… was up in the air!

Inside the stretched Rolls-Royce luxury car.

Yan Liang sat beside Qin Jiang, gently wiping the palm that had been accidentally grazed and cut when he had struck at Xu Cheng with a handkerchief.

Although the wound wasn’t large, some blood had seeped out.

This was the first time Qin Jiang had harmed a living person—if this happened in his previous life, he would never have done something so ruthless and brutal.

This… didn’t seem like something Qin Jiang could do.

Yan Liang had always sensed Qin Jiang’s changes, but she repeatedly told herself that as long as Qin Jiang was willing to act like he really loved her, each time they drew closer it was a boon to her.

But now, Qin Jiang seemed… to be for real?

This realization made Yan Liang’s heart pound. Even the way she had to deal with Xu Cheng—something that excited and drove her mad—was cast aside from her mind.

The atmosphere in the car had an odd, discordant feel.

Zhou Ning was the first to break the mood. “Ms. Liang, the Eldest Young Master’s invitation for you and Mr. Qin to return to the old house has been scheduled.”

“In two days, it’s your grandfather… the previous head of the family’s birthday.”

“He has left some instructions: he wants you bring Mr. Qin along so that he can take a look at him.”

Old Master Yan—more precisely, the only relative in the Yan family who still held some say in front of Yan Liang.

There was a reason: back when 13-year-old Yan Liang was about to be sent into the organization like her father and sister Yan Yue…

At that time, throughout the Yan family, only Old Master Yan opposed and tried to persuade them otherwise.

He stood with his cane blocking the path before the young Yan Liang.

His stooped back was clearly frail, yet it seemed at that moment to have afforded Yan Liang a final shield of protection.

Even so, Old Master Yan ultimately failed to protect her.

But Yan Liang remembered that kindness. When she returned after her coming-of-age ceremony and slaughtered the Yan family, she spared him.

Moreover, she gave him the best guarantee for a comfortable old age.

She respected Old Master Yan, and to outsiders it seemed as if the Yan family’s Young Mistress ultimately only obeyed Old Master Yan…

But at the same time, while Grandpa wanted her to marry men to “sweep out her bad luck”, in reality he was trying to plant powerful men by her side who could take her out anytime.

Yan Liang knew everything, yet she silently endured it.

Perhaps she simply wanted the Yan family to still have one elder alive.

Old Master Yan arranged for seven different men to marry Yan Liang—seven were married into the family and all seven died!

The first seven had all been arranged by him.

Only this man—the one now alive and bouncing beside his cold-hearted granddaughter Yan Liang—was not arranged by him.

An elder who had always craved control naturally wanted to see to whom Yan Liang had opened her heart!

“I’m not going.”

“It’s just his birthday. That’s not as important as my sister’s death anniversary.”

“Send out my instructions: two days from now, drape the entire old house in white silk for seven days!”

She knew exactly what that old bastard was thinking.

He wanted to see Jiang, to place Jiang in danger.

Since he harbored that intention.

Then she would show no mercy!!

Yan Liang spoke indifferently while draping a warm cashmere blanket over Qin Jiang.

“Jiang, it’s cold in the car…”

Yan Liang tilted her head as the corners of her eyes reddened. Qin Jiang already sensed that the yandere Young Mistress’s emotions were very unstable.

He took advantage of her words to pull her into his arms, wrapping them both in the soft wool blanket so that his warmth and body pressed close to Yan Liang’s.

“Mm, if it’s cold… you just need to hug me and you’ll feel warm.”

“Be good, I won’t take Xu Cheng’s matter to heart.”

“Our Yanyan is not a monster.”

“She’s my beloved and cherished wife.”

Qin Jiang tightened his arm, trying to let Yan Liang feel his full sincerity.

Sure enough, the moment Yan Liang touched Qin Jiang’s body she couldn’t restrain herself and clung on. Her long legs openly hooked around the man’s waist, winding themselves tightly.

Yan Liang’s loose wine-red hair spun in the air, a strand brushing Qin Jiang’s cheek…

It tickled his heart so much.

Yan Liang pressed close to Qin Jiang’s ear, her red lips lightly kissing his earlobe, gaze dark and fierce. “Jiang, is this real?”

“I feel like you’ve… sort of fallen in love with me.”

But a monster like her—Qin Jiang had clearly always tried to get away from her.

How could there be love?

Yet she genuinely felt care, respect, and concern…

Those weren’t things a man who hated her should show her.

Yan Liang was bewildered by this whole situation. In business she was ruthless and decisive, but in matters of the heart, she was as innocent as a girl just awakening her emotions.

But pure love has its advantage.

The hotter the passion, the more intensely she would display it.

The deeper it needed to be, the deeper she would demand it! It had to be etched in!

No shyness, no avoidance—only obsessively possessive.

“Silly girl, it’s not just sort of.”

Qin Jiang leaned down, his hand under the cashmere blanket encircling Yan Liang’s slim waist. He drew close to her neck and gave a light suck.

An utterly suggestive kiss.

Clinging and tender, yet heart-stopping…

Smooch~~

“Yanyan, that’s not an illusion. I truly love you. What must I do for you to believe me?”

Qin Jiang’s gaze was gentle as he felt Yan Liang’s body trembling against him.

A bit of wetness on his shoulder unsettled him.

Yan Liang was crying?

Outsiders had never seen the Young Mistress Yan shed tears, but Qin Jiang had seen it several times and had always scoffed.

To him back then, she was a she-devil. Did she think he would cave in just because she shed tears quietly like his white whale, Bai Chuchu?

If Yan Liang cried, it must be crocodile tears.

Not worth his sympathy in the slightest.

But at this moment, he was completely thrown off balance. “Baby… wha… why are you crying?”

After a very long time, Yan Liang finally spoke in a hoarse, trembling voice, “…Am I worthy?”

Public opinion had carved this idea into her mind: the Yan family’s little monster didn’t deserve love.

But now Jiang said he loved her…

“Of course you’re worthy—Young Mistress Yan deserves to be loved, to have the very best the world offers!”

Yan Liang looked up at him in disbelief. The next moment the man had cupped her face and kissed her.

A grinding, lingering kiss.

Like parched earth finally meeting rain…

Each drop could moisten the land that received it.

“Jiang, my personality isn’t intact, my body isn’t healthy either, I might…”

Not live past twenty-five.

Yan Liang stopped, ultimately not voicing this secret.

But she was willing to be cruel enough to selfishly claim his young and healthy body as hers, despite knowing she wasn’t going to live long.

A trace of unease passed through Yan Liang’s eyes. But after only a short while of Qin Jiang’s tender, soothing kisses, she already felt it wasn’t enough.

She quickly turned the tables, pinning Qin Jiang against the seat. Her slender fingertips threaded through his short hair, controlling his head and deepening the kiss.

She was like a leech, sucking urgently.

Yan Liang was never a restrained madwoman. She often indulged in doing what she liked to Qin Jiang, which was why Qin Jiang had been so afraid of her in his previous life.

And now, when she kissed to her heart’s content, she couldn’t help but clamp a hand on the man’s neck…

If she had the collar she had already made at this moment and put it on Jiang’s neck, it would surely look beautiful.

Qin Jiang indulged her tantrums, gripping the woman’s slim waist and, while Yan Liang wasn’t paying attention, pressed her back into his arms.

He reached out and gently flicked the yandere Young Mistress’s forehead, speaking indulgently in a tone like scolding his child.

“No matter how many secrets my Yanyan has, we can face them together.”

“My dear, we are husband and wife.”

“I have the duty to care for and protect you. No matter how many flaws you have, they aren’t all innate…”

“It’s the world that owes Yanyan warmth. From now on I’ll make up for it for you, okay?“

Qin Jiang took Yan Liang’s fingers and slowly rubbed her cold fingertips warm.

The two embraced, looking less like lovers and more like two damaged souls finding a warm harbor of mutual redemption.

Yan Liang stared intently at Qin Jiang’s movements, feeling her breath grow almost uncontrollably hot.

She felt like sobbing.

How could Jiang be so good?

Such an obedient man belonged to her.

She really, really liked Jiang…

He even said “we’re husband and wife”.

Yan Liang’s frozen, closed heart was now slowly melting in Qin Jiang’s palms.

But her original self was truly ugly.

Stained with blood, slaughter, violent madness…

Would someone like her even be worthy of being restored to normal?

She knew very well she had long been unlike normal people. Her madness would hurt Qin Jiang, and she might even taint his reputation and drag him through hell with her…

She was so bad, yet Jiang was so wonderful to her.

Yan Liang felt extremely ashamed in an instant, yet she still nodded greedily in response. “…Okay.”

“Jiang, I love you so much.”

“I can’t do anything about it…I want all your tenderness and goodness to belong to me alone—I can’t accept you showing the same to other women, otherwise I’ll go mad!”

Yan Liang couldn’t help but bite Qin Jiang’s neck, wantonly stamping a mark that belonged only to her.

She really liked to mark him.

As if only then could she prove he belonged to her completely!

Zhou Ning sat in the passenger seat, eyes straight ahead, almost able to imagine the two of them embracing as if they had become one.

He considerately raised the car divider.

Tsk tsk—it’s better that the Young Mistress was at least temporarily kept under Qin Jiang’s firm control than suddenly having a random fit.

Although Zhou Ning appeared cold-faced.

Deep down he also felt extreme pity for Yan Liang. She was only twenty this year—the age when others were full of youthful vigor at university.

Yet Yan Liang’s heart was already withered, silently counting down her own time to death…

…

“How did Qin Financial’s encrypted bid file end up in the rival’s hands? This project is so big this year—we relied on that precise bid to secure the highest profit. How could it leak…”

Qin Moyun paced anxiously around the office.

After Qin Yun was sent to the hospital, she had planned, as the Qin family’s eldest sister, to stand outside the emergency room and wait.

But Qin Financial suddenly ran into trouble.

The rival suddenly took the big deal they had been negotiating for three months, and their bid was only 0.1 points higher than Qin Financial’s.

Such a precise blow clearly targeted Qin Financial, especially combined with the earlier theft and deletion of the encrypted file repository.

Qin Moyun immediately fixed suspicion on Qin Jiang.

This must have been done by Qin Jiang.

But Qin Jiang was, after all, her younger brother—did he have to push her to the brink before being satisfied?

What exactly did he want?

So Qin Moyun switched through more than twenty different numbers and bombarded Qin Jiang’s phone.

After being blacklisted over twenty times.

Qin Jiang finally reluctantly answered his call, his tone almost doleful as he urged…

“President Qin, is your pole dance ready?“

Qin Moyun nearly screamed into the phone.

Qin Jiang—was he trying to drive her insane?