Chapter 79: Daily Pampering Of The Husband By The Yandere Young Mistress

After Qin Jiang got out of the car, he extended his hand to Yan Liang in a gentlemanly way and her fingertips painted in bright vermilion rested in his palm.

Immediately a lithe, coquettish figure swept in and domineeringly captured everyone’s gaze.

Yan Liang had arrived!

Young Mistress Yan had arrived!!

The Yan family’s most frenzied, violent monster of a Young Mistress had arrived!!!

It would be a lie to say they weren’t afraid, but everyone still forced polite smiles and greeted, “Hello, Young Mistress Yan.”

“Hello, Ms. Liang.”

“Young Mistress Yan is getting more and more beautiful…”

Yan Liang had heard such praises so often her ears had grown calluses.

She waved her hand casually, expression very cool.

“Today is my sister’s death anniversary. If you’re dressed too festively, leave now—don’t go in and become an eyesore to my sister.”

Yan Liang’s words instantly drained the color from the faces of many ladies and socialites who had purposely dressed festively.

They hurriedly had attendants bring over some plain-colored dresses.

Preferably black or white…

Then again, a change in expression was the only reaction everyone had. After all, they had only come to curry favor with the Yan conglomerate—just a small share would feed their families for generations.

They had originally come here to attend the Yan patriarch’s birthday banquet, hence the festive attire—to catch his eye.

After all, that old patriarch had once been the head of the Yan conglomerate.

But now, upon seeing Ms. Liang, they felt like their flattery had landed on a monkey’s butt instead—completely misdirected.

Indeed, this woman was the Yan conglomerate’s one and only current head: Young Mistress Yan—Yan Liang!!

Her words were the rules of the Yan house.

And now, even if she declared this birthday banquet a funeral, they would follow suit.

Yan Liang ignored everyone, took Qin Jiang’s hand, and strode toward the old manor.

The Yan family’s old rmanor was nothing if not grandiose and exquisite.

Qin Jiang walked along and couldn’t help but click his tongue in admiration.

Yan Liang also noticed the fondness in Qin Jiang’s eyes. She paused in her step and asked, “Jiang, do you like it here?”

Qin Jiang felt a little embarrassed—this was where Yan Liang had been born and raised.

This place looked so wealthy and influential. Surely his earlier behavior… had made him seem a bit too inexperienced?

But Qin Jiang didn’t have time to think further.

Yan Liang grabbed his hand, pressed her body close, and pushed his back fully against a pavilion pillar.

“Since Jiang likes it, I’ll have them build an identical house for you on the rear hill of Liangyue Manor.”

“Be a good boy, too many people have died here, so I don’t want to live with you in this kind of grave.”

“This place is quite suitable for that old thing to ‘enjoy his old age’, however.”

Yan Liang’s words were chillingly sharp.

But Qin Jiang’s heart tightened—on one hand, he was moved by Yan Liang’s indulgence, but on the other he couldn’t help recalling the childhood Yan Liang had once told him about…

This house was a place Yan Liang probably did not like at all.

Yet upon seeing his curiosity and fondness, she was willing to build an exact replica for him.

So it turned out Young Mistress Yan’s affection toward him was domineering to this extent!

Qin Jiang felt like he was about to swoon.

But he quickly shook his head—since Yanyan didn’t like this place, he didn’t either.

“No need to build an identical one.”

“Liangyue Manor is fine as it is.”

“As long as there’s Yanyan, it’s fine.”

Qin Jiang felt that after submitting to his yandere tycoon wife, his skill at sweet talk came effortlessly.

This must be what people meant by falling head over heels in love with someone.

But he had to admit he rather enjoyed this state of things.

“Tsk, Jiang’s mouth really is getting sweeter and sweeter.”

“Come, let me kiss you to see if it’s really that sweet?”

As she spoke, her long leg rubbed against his suit trouser leg, an offhand motion that was utterly provocative.

Qin Jiang felt a bit flustered.

But more than that…he felt anticipation!

After all, secretly getting intimate in this garden setting… was pretty thrilling!

Zhou Ning nearly slapped his forehead.

Did neither of them notice he was still standing there?

Didn’t he deserve to be called a living person?

Zhou Ning diligently hid in the shadows, escorting and safeguarding the “Daily Pampering of the Husband by the Yandere Young Mistress!”

Smooch~

Yan Liang hooked her arm around Qin Jiang’s waist and stood on tiptoe…

Her red lips domineeringly kissed the bliss she craved—she couldn’t be without Jiang, wanting to cling to him every moment.

Preferably, always connected.

To feel him owned by her, completely fused into one with her, becoming a part of her.

But such a thought was too dark. It would scare Jiang.

So she could only carefully hide that terrifying desire and take any chance to possess him a bit more.

As if this was the only way her enormous possessiveness could be slightly satisfied by Qin Jiang.

“Ms. Liang, Madam requests your presence!”

Zhou Ning, who had successfully intercepted the bodyguard coming to report from twenty meters away, spoke at the right moment.

This was also why the Young Mistress would personally return to the old manor at all.

Because Yan Han had deliberately gone to the psychiatric hospital and brought her mother back to the house.

“But Madam has one request: she wants you to go alone to the pavilion in the middle of the lake to see her.”

Yan Liang reflexively waved her hand, “I won’t…” go.

She didn’t really want to see that mentally ill woman. Of course, whether Madam Yan truly had a mental illness was probably only known to the Yan family.

“Ms. Liang, Madam Yan had one more thing to say—she said she will tell you exactly how your sister…”

Zhou Ning, being tactful, did not continue that sentence.

Having served by the Young Mistress’s side for five years, he had come to understand that aside from Qin Jiang, the person she cared most about was the late Young Mistress—Yan Yue.

No one knew how she died.

But Young Mistress Yan seemed to know.

Moreover, it was after the Young Mistress’s coming-of-age ceremony—the night the Yan family was bloodied—that she personally erected a tablet for Young Mistress Yan Yue in the ancestral hall.

It was as if Yan Yue’s death was only truly acknowledged at that moment.

Even though news of Yan Yue’s death had not been a secret for many years.

Yet the Yan family had never erected a tablet for that Young Mistress, nor had they searched for her body.

That Young Mistress seemed to be another Yan Liang.

A “Yan Liang” who did not escape alive from that heinous organization!!

And the tombstone Yan Liang set up in memorial to Yan Yue seemed to be another version of herself…

At the mention of her elder sister Yan Yue, Yan Liang’s brow visibly furrowed.

Qin Jiang also noticed Yan Liang’s emotion. Of course, he was an able-bodied man who certainly didn’t truly need to remain inside Yan Liang’s protective circle to stay alive.

If he were really that fragile.

He would be no different from a porcelain vase.

“Yanyan, you go ahead. Don’t worry, I’ll wait right here for you—nothing will happen.”

Qin Jiang glanced into the distance. A bit further on was exactly the same lake where he had been pushed into in his previous life.

And Qin Jiang was not someone to sit around and await death.

He gave Yan Liang a reassuring look, so Yan Liang finally nodded, but still worryingly left Zhou Ning behind to accompany him.

“Zhou Ning, protect Mr. Qin well.”

“If he loses a single hair, I’ll shave your head…”

Zhou Ning almost retorted, but every human drops hair every day!

My life is so hard! Ahhhhh*~~*