86 — Chapter 86: The Kind Only Get Bullied

At Yan Liang’s command, Zhou Ning waved to the subordinates outside.

Immediately after, Second Uncle Yan’s barely breathing body… was carried in.

Qin Jiang, seeing blood at his crotch and his puckered mouth, felt a bit guilty and averted his gaze.

What a beautiful scene.

He just hoped it wouldn’t give his wife sore eyes.

“Grandpa was going to cane Second Uncle, right? You may begin.”

Yan Liang sat in the main seat, her expression calm, maintaining an elegant and noble posture.

She only leaned slightly toward Qin Jiang when she needed to tend to him. At other times she sat with such a powerful aura it left people breathless.

“W-when did I ever say I wanted to punish your Second Uncle? You’ve already tortured him to this state and won’t let him go to the hospital—are you trying to kill him?”

“Liang, I know you still hate the Yan family, but don’t forget… your mother was brought back today too. If we make too much of a scene in the house, how will she feel?”

Old Master Yan tried to rouse Yan Liang’s cruel and violent side.

Even though he should’ve been used to it long ago, the fact was that she was now striking down his second son—he had to defend him no matter what.

“Is that so?”

“Grandpa, are you threatening me with my mother?”

At the mention of her mother Su Jiayu, a faint, hard-to-notice chill flashed in Yan Liang’s eyes.

That woman, though usually cruel to her, grabbed her hand on the night before her father handed her over to the organization, and they escaped the house together.

They fled desperately through the night, through thorny thickets. Escaping to the city would make it easy for her father to find them. They had to run to remote mountains where information traveled slowly.

The woman was clearly frail, yet at that moment Yan Liang saw a steadfastness in her eyes.

“Liang, it’s Mommy’s fault.”

“Mommy didn’t protect you and your sister when you were little. I’ve already lost Yue, Mommy can’t lose Liang too…”

“This time, I will protect my last daughter for sure!”

Yan Liang didn’t understand then—she was only thirteen, but she hadn’t seen her older sister since she was six.

Her father said he sent her sister abroad to study.

But if she only went abroad to study, how could she be gone for years without returning?

And when she was twelve, her mother heartlessly sent her into the “Elite Club” to “entertain” the male heirs of major families.

She was young and, though not violated, she still suffered much torment and humiliation.

Back then she didn’t understand why her eldest brother and younger brother could enjoy all the resources of the Yan conglomerate and live above everyone else.

While just because she was a daughter, she was taught that Yan women didn’t live past twenty-five, and she had to struggle to survive in the “Elite Club.”

She was no longer the little princess loved and protected by her parents…

Yan Liang was clever though—she remembered that her sister’s “disappearance” happened exactly on her thirteenth birthday.

So she had planned to escape the Yan family before she turned thirteen.

But before she could run, the mother who had always been strict with her, grabbed hold of her and helped her to escape.

Perhaps…perhaps at that moment she felt moved and relieved.

At least, her mother loved her.

At least, her mother couldn’t bear to see her “disappear,” right?

Yan Liang deceived herself into thinking so.

In the end, her father Yan Rong’an’s helicopter hovered above them, bathing the trembling pair in harsh light. He frowned, descended anxiously, and gathered her and her mother in his arms.

“Liang, Jiayu, I’m glad you’re unharmed.”

“Come… come home with me.”

Yan Liang, at a loss, still wanted to flee.

But she saw the emotion in her mother’s eyes shift from initial fear to obsequious compliance.

Her mother nestled into the arms of the man she had sworn to hate, and smiled at her daughter.

“Liang, let’s go home… your father came for us. You mustn’t be willful and drag Mommy out of the house with you like that anymore.”

Yan Liang was stunned, staring incredulously into Su Jiayu’s eyes and unconsciously tasting a salty tang.

Tears slipped down her cheeks, leaving traces at her lips and swallowing her bitterness…

Yan Liang resigned herself to fate and went home.

She missed her best chance to escape.

Later, when she stormed back during her coming-of-age ceremony, she learned from Butler Xu that her mother developed dissociative disorder the year she was born—basically multiple personality disorder.

That meant the “mother” who had taken her away back then was likely the primary personality.

And the one who betrayed her and cuddled up to Yan Rong’an was a secondary personality.

After years of hating her mother, Yan Liang suddenly felt terribly helpless upon learning about this.

She should hate her, yet couldn’t.

In the end, Yan Liang only sent Su Jiayu to a psychiatric hospital and didn’t make things harder for her.

But Yan Liang’s feelings toward Su Jiayu remained complicated.

Old Master Yan saw that at the mention of Su Jiayu, Yan Liang’s gaze did show fluctuation, and he smiled with satisfaction.

“Liang, you wouldn’t want your mother to get any wild ideas, right?”

“She needs a lot of rest to get well, yet you’re making such a racket in the house…”

Yan Liang lowered her eyes, propped her forehead with one hand, and after a few seconds, looked at Zhou Ning.

“It’s noisy here; it might upset Madam.”

“Have the doctor give Madam two sedatives. Grandpa’s right… we can’t scare her.”

Once Yan Liang said that, no one dared to object.

Old Master Yan was speechless and dared not say more.

This granddaughter of his had long since slipped from his control.

In this world, there was probably nothing left that could hold her down.

Zhou Ning gave orders to others to handle it.

He walked straight up to Old Master Yan, extended a hand politely and said, “Old Master, please.”

His tone was indeed polite.

But that gesture carried contempt and a threat.

Yan Yufan was dragged straight into the ancestral hall, sprawled on the ground, breathing weakly.

Old Master Yan had no choice but to raise his hand and take the disciplinary cane handed to him by Butler Xiao.

This family law cane… was originally prepared for Yan Liang.

But now it was, in a twist of fate, to be used on his own son.

This hurt more than if he had struck himself.

Old Master Yan had no choice. He raised his hand, gritted his teeth, and struck his son hard.

“Aah!… Help!!” Yan Yufan cried out as something came out of his mouth from the pressure.

Those present looked at what it was, disgust crossing their eyes.

Old Master Yan was stunned too. “Yan Liang, you couldn’t possibly have been the one who did this to your Second Uncle!”

“Who exactly forced my son into such a state?“

“Fan, tell your father—who dared, in the Yan family’s manor, in front of the ancestral hall and the clan, to torture you like this?”

“I will pursue this matter to the end!”

Old Master Yan was enraged.

He was a man too. He knew this humiliation was tantamount to stripping Yan Yufan of his manhood.

Only a man could perpetrate such humiliation.

Yan Liang detested filth. She would never dirty her own hands.

After the pain of the cane brought him back to his senses, Yan Yufan finally came to.

As if realizing something, he suddenly looked toward Qin Jiang and, terrified, tried to slither away like a wriggling fat piece of pork. “Hee… help…”

“I won’t be blinded by lust anymore, I won’t…”

Yan Yufan backed away, his crotch bleeding all over the floor as he sobbed miserably.

The crowd was stunned, and their gazes followed Yan Yufan’s finger to look at Qin Jiang.

This… this pretty boy??

Impossible—he looked refined and scholarly, with a gentle, kind temperament.

Clearly, he looked well protected by the Young Mistress.

How could he be so vicious??

Maybe Second Master Yan was mistaken.

“Second Master, you must be mistaken. This is the new husband the Young Mistress brought home—Mr. Qin Jiang.”

“Refined and gentle, kind…and courteous…”

Zhou Ning felt like he couldn’t bring himself to say more of such things.

“Ahem, in short, it’s absolutely impossible that Mr. Qin could have bullied you.”

“…Because he’s kind!!”

Though blurted out as a joke, Zhou Ning congratulated himself on his boldness.

Second Master Yan was already a sobbing mess.

“…NOOOO! I’m the kind one!”

“Father, you must stand up for me—this pretty boy, he…”

“In short, I’m just a kind man being taken advantage of!”

Qin Jiang raised an eyebrow and said coolly, “A kind man being taken advantage of?”

“Indeed, from now on, you can only be a bottom…”

Everyone suddenly understood what must have happened. So Second Master Yan had such interests too…Could it be he tried to make a move on Qin Jiang but was outplayed?

What nerve… daring to steal a man from the Young Mistress!!

Sure enough, in the next moment Yan Liang’s seductive, cold eyes darkened, her red lips half-curled in a murderous arc.

“Bury him.”

Zhou Ning nodded. “Got it~~”

His KPI had reached a new high today!