Chapter 89: He’s Just A Man, At Most You Can Have Him First

The bodyguard’s words were a direct hit, each sentence like a thorn piercing Qin Qianyun’s heart.

She lowered her head, her fingertips trembling slightly, unable to help picturing—based on the bodyguard’s account—Qin Jiang arriving alone and forlorn to the Yan family to marry into the Yan family on behalf of Qin Yun.

And what were they doing at that time?

They spent the night at the hospital, their only concern was Qin Yun’s safety. And before Qin Jiang left the house they even forced him to give two bags of blood first before letting him go…

What must Jiang have been thinking then?

Would he resent the whole family?

No wonder he later returned home to sever ties—he must have been utterly disappointed in his parents and sisters.

The more Qin Qianyun thought, the harder she found it to hide the collapse inside her.

The pain in her heart was like a long‑buried sharp blade, suddenly tearing through her soul.

So when Jiang married into the Yan family for Qin Yun, he had suffered so many grievances.

But as his biological fifth sister, besides taking Qin Jiang’s efforts for granted, what had she actually done for him?

She really deserved to die!!

Qin Qianyun’s eyes dimmed and her face went ashen.

This time she pleaded bitterly, “I really am Qin Jiang’s fifth sister—please tell him that I… I’ll wait right here for him to come out.”

“No—Jiang was bullied terribly as soon as he married into the Yan family. I want to go in.”

“Where is Jiang? I will go see him myself and ensure his safety…”

Qin Qianyun snapped back to herself. She really was afraid to face Qin Jiang, but the Yan family’s old manor was a den of wolves.

She had failed to protect Jiang before, so this time, even if it cost her life, she would bring Jiang out of the Yan family’s house safely.

But when Qin Qianyun said this, the bodyguards nearly burst into laughter.

This woman thought Qin Jiang would be bullied here??

The one person who would definitely not be in danger was Qin Jiang!

But they could only hold back and not tell this mysterious beggar woman.

“Get lost—you’re just a beggar, not worthy to see Mr. Qin.”

“Mr. Qin is busy and he has no time to see you!”

A bodyguard glanced at her and continued guarding his post.

This woman was merely a beggar, yet she was quite good at acting pitiable and innocent.

Driven off by the bodyguards, Qin Qianyun felt utterly humiliated.

She also knew that no matter how nicely she dressed, her status meant she couldn’t enter.

So she sat down on the ground by the gate and waited for Jiang to come out.

Jiang would come home eventually.

He couldn’t stay in that old mansion for long.

Seeing her stubbornness, the bodyguard couldn’t be bothered with a beggar. After glaring at her, they left her alone.

Qin Qianyun curled up by the roadside, clutching the strawberry cake in her arms, and finally a smile appeared on her face.

She was so looking forward to Jiang’s surprised reaction when he saw the strawberry cake.

But fate did not comply.

Soon the sky began to drizzle.

Qin Qianyun tried to take shelter under the old mansion’s eaves, but a bodyguard, calling her dirty, drove her to the side.

She could only huddle in a spot that barely kept her dry, but if she covered herself, the cake would be soaked by the heavy rain.

After a moment’s dilemma, Qin Qianyun hugged the strawberry cake to her chest, turned her back to the rain, and let her clothing get soaked…

“Jiang loves strawberry cake the most—this was made by his fifth sister with her own hands… he will definitely like it!”

“It can’t get wet…Jiang can’t eat a spoiled strawberry cake.”

Qin Qianyun curled up by the road, the rain soaking her clothes and hair. A gust of wind nearly toppled her—how pitiful.

The bodyguards just cast a cold glance at her and had absolutely no sympathy.

She could only blame herself for being horrible back then.

So‑called compensation is only emotional comfort after the damage is done.

But the pain has already been inflicted, so no remedy can erase it.

And some people will never understand this their whole lives.

…

Inside the old manor.

Qin Jiang was doted on fiercely by Yanyan for a long time before she finally let him go.

The blood jade pendant was fastened around Qin Jiang’s neck by Yan Liang—a symbol that, by extension, shared her wealth and influence with him.

The two walked out of the inner chamber.

Since Qin Jiang had just said he was hungry, Yan Liang had instructed people to set up food in her courtyard.

The elegant garden‑style old mansion, with rain beautiful enough for people to write poetry about.

The guests were being attended to by others.

Yan Liang took Qin Jiang’s hand and walked through pavilions and alleys until they reached her courtyard.

“Liangyu Tower?”

“Quite a distinctive name.”

Qin Jiang curiously glanced at the courtyard’s name, finding it very classical and tasteful.

“Yes—Su Jiayu is my mother’s name.”

“This courtyard was a gift my mother gave me when I was five.”

Pushing open the gate, the courtyard’s layout and decor were completely different from the style of the outside.

Outside was classical, while Yan Liang’s courtyard was clearly new‑style Chinese design, with winding waters and lingering charm.

Moreover, the whole garden was filled with purple roses—the mysterious, elegant hues felt very refined.

“Yanyan, you and your mother…”

Qin Jiang began then stopped—he recalled correctly that in his previous life Yan Liang had a poor relationship with her mother, yet she would periodically check and secretly visit Madam Yan in the psychiatric hospital without wanting her to know.

So from Su Jiayu’s perspective, Yan Liang had always been cold‑hearted, never caring about her mother’s wellbeing.

Because Yan Liang planned to stay overnight, Butler Xu had been dispatched early to the old manor to help and was now in the front hall arranging the guest program.

Upon learning that Mr. Qin would dine with the Young Mistress, he hastily prepared dishes Mr. Qin preferred.

At this moment he happened to be waiting at the door.

Hearing Mr. Qin casually mention Madam Yan, both he and Zhou Ning’s expressions darkened.

But the next moment Yan Liang casually said, “She is ill—mentally ill. She no longer recognizes me. Often she is confused and doesn’t remember her own age.”

Yan Liang spoke without reservation.

This made Zhou Ning and Butler Xu both breathe a sigh of relief.

The Young Mistress hadn’t instantly flown off the handle. Qin Jiang was truly like a ghost‑suppressing talisman, and a very effective one at that.

“Let’s eat first.”

“Zhou Ning, has Madam Yan woken up?”

Yan Liang and Qin Jiang dined together. Qin Jiang could tell she was hiding many worries inside. After all, this was where she grew up, and no child stops relying on their mother.

But both he and Yan Liang had nothing left to rely on.

For Qin Jiang, his mother Jiang Yuyao had shown favoritism and abandoned him.

For Yan Liang, Madam Yan could no longer remember her own daughter.

“She just woke up and is looking around for the eldest young master and… Miss Yue.”

“She’s heading toward our courtyard.”

Zhou Ning adjusted his earpiece and reported to Yan Liang.

Qin Jiang looked up, somewhat surprised.

After all, the Yan family’s eldest young master was currently missing, and even more surprisingly, Madam Yan seemed to have a better relationship with Yan Han.

If Madam Yan found out Yan Han had been almost done in by the couple…

“Mm, bring her in.”

“I’m married now, so she should at least meet my husband. Jiang, do you mind that my mother has mental issues?”

“Don’t worry, with me here… she will certainly have an episode.”

“However, I will protect you.”

Qin Jiang was a bit bewildered: what did ‘certainly have an episode’ even mean??

Soon, a tall, graceful woman entered the hall led by Butler Xu.

Her expression was indifferent, her fair skin had the tone of porcelain, and though age had touched her features she still looked elegant. Her tasteful clothing and a lustrous pearl necklace around her neck added to her noble bearing.

Qin Jiang looked her over carefully and could see where Yan Liang’s delicate beauty and composed nobility had come from…

This… didn’t look like a mentally ill woman at all, though.

But the next moment, Su Jiayu sat down right between Yan Liang and Qin Jiang.

One hand grabbed Qin Jiang’s jaw, pulling him close in a domineering way, her cold, almost severe gaze scanning every inch of his skin…

“I already said I won’t go on blind dates! I won’t!”

“What’s so great about getting married?”

“But the quality of this date… is… tolerable! Tonight he’ll keep me company?”

Question marks filled Qin Jiang’s head.

Yan Liang’s expression darkened as she glared at Su Jiayu’s hand on Qin Jiang’s jaw, her eyes cold as ice she said, “Mother, this man… is mine!”

Su Jiayu released him but was relentless. “What do you mean ‘mine’ or ‘yours’? Who told you to call me ‘mother’? We’re just close friends—don’t cross the line.”

“He’s just a man; at most, you can have him first.”

Qin Jiang nearly screamed out loud.

WTF!!

His mother‑in‑law’s mental state… was indeed the authentic asylum‑style madness~~

He admitted defeat.