Chapter 90: Jiang, I’m Your One True Love

“A… Aunty, you mustn’t.”

“I’m your daughter’s husband, your son-in-law.”

“My name is Qin Jiang…”

Qin Jiang thought for a moment and decided to speak politely.

Judging from Yan Liang’s attitude toward Madam Yan, though deliberately distant, the girl still showed a flash of expectation in her eyes the moment the noblewoman appeared.

Yanyan must once have been a little girl who longed for her mother’s love, right?

“Enough, you young brat—don’t even think about sullying my best friend’s purity. You won’t get past me.”

“Old Xu, see them out.”

Madam Yan waved her hand and was about to drive them away.

This capricious behavior made Qin Jiang deeply feel Yan Liang’s helplessness.

Clearly this was a family member who had hurt her before, yet she now suffered a split personality disorder and was mentally unwell.

For a moment he didn’t know whether to hate, resent… or pity this older woman.

But with regard to that purity part…well, it’s already been sullied.

And worse still, he was the one who had been tossed and tortured over and over.

“Bestie, it’s pouring outside—don’t go tonight, okay? Stay and I’ll sleep with you.”

“We haven’t had a heart-to-heart all night like this in ages, bestie!”

At Madam Yan’s words, Zhou Ning, Old Xu, and Qin Jiang all grew wary.

But Yan Liang didn’t care at all.

For her now, getting rid of Su Jiayu was as simple as crushing an ant.

Yet seeing her innocence now, and from her words, it seemed her memory was stuck in her adolescent years—open-hearted and willing to display her true emotions.

This actually moved Yan Liang, who had grown up with little maternal love.

What was her mother like when she was young…?

She couldn’t help but be curious.

She simply wasn’t used to anyone sleeping next to her except Qin Jiang, however. But she could listen to her mother chat and then return to accompany Jiang to bed.

“Alright, alright, it’s decided then.”

“Tonight the two of us sisters will sleep together. As for him… have Old Xu arrange a room a bit farther from us—he mustn’t eavesdrop on our secrets.”

Madam Yan said this and reached out to link Yan Liang’s arm.

Yan Liang’s arm stiffened instantly. She wasn’t used to others getting close or touching her.

Even though this woman was supposed to be her own mother.

At the end of the day… only Jiang could make her relax.

Night fell.

In the end Qin Jiang still slept in a separate room from Yan Liang, even though they were married.

Then again, according to his adoptive parents’ hometown custom, even married couples could not share a bed in the wife’s family home.

And since Madam Yan wanted to sleep with Yan Liang, he resigned himself to it.

But having had the soft warmth of his wife every night lately, being alone this time… Qin Jiang couldn’t sleep at all.

He missed his wife!

He really missed his wife!!

He wanted to kiss her, hug her, make love!!!

Tossing and turning, Qin Jiang finally couldn’t help sending a message to Yan Liang: “Yanyan, are you asleep?”

Ms. Liang: “Not asleep, I want to sleep with you.”

Young Mistress Yan replied instantly, as if she’d been waiting for his message.

Qin Jiang leapt out of bed, his heart racing.

After rebirth, he and Yan Liang had been entangled ever since.

This short separation strangely added to his longing.

As if some craving bug was teasing him.

His head was filled with images of Yan Liang smiling and acting coy, feigning icy dominance to threaten him, and the rogue who would tie him to the bed and do as she pleased…

Ahem… he couldn’t think on.

If he kept going his little friend would be ruined too.

“S-sleep with me?”

“Yanyan baby, we’re at the old manor—shouldn’t we be a little restrained?”

Qin Jiang felt a bit embarrassed. The master bedroom at Liangyue Manor had been upgraded time and again in his past life—its soundproofing was top-notch.

But this old manor… he couldn’t guarantee anything.

“I can’t restrain myself.”

“I’m going crazy from just missing you, I just want to cling to you and kiss you hard!”

“Madam Yan is already asleep, I’m coming to find you.”

Yan Liang couldn’t help but throw on a coat and leave the room, but she thought of something before stepping out.

So she closed the door again and opened the window instead.

A slender figure in red leapt out the window and melted into the night.

Qin Jiang blinked, incredulous at how impatient Yan Liang was.

He paced in the room, ready to open the door whenever Yanyan arrived, and went to wait by the door.

He didn’t notice at all that a soft red shape had already slipped in through the window and dove straight into his warm duvet.

Qin Jiang waited expectantly.

His phone suddenly received another message:

“Sorry Jiang, my mother woke up—let’s meet tomorrow.”

This move by Yan Liang sent Qin Jiang’s heart on a roller coaster.

“Goodnight, wifey…”

Qin Jiang was a little disappointed.

But there was nothing to be done. Under the dim light in the room, it was clearly cool October weather, yet he felt a little feverish.

He took off his robe and crawled into the duvet wearing only big boxers.

The quilt still held a familiar warmth and Yanyan’s scent.

Since he’d been with Yan Liang constantly, some of her scent must have clung to him too.

Mm… he wasn’t being lecherous.

He was a married man!

At night, missing his wife was only natural.

The bed in his room was huge—over three meters—so he could toss and turn without issue.

So he couldn’t help rolling to the other side of the duvet.

Suddenly, a warm, soft sensation came.

Qin Jiang froze on the bed!!

This touch, in this lonely night, was exactly like the giant snake that wrapped around him in his hospital dream!!

Damn, damn, damn!!

He was having another supernatural encounter!

But before he could scream, that “snake” skillfully “wrapped” itself around him again.

The duvet bulged.

A woman’s dark red long hair came into view, and then a familiar beautiful face appeared before his eyes.

Yan Liang kissed Qin Jiang’s neck, teasing with a laugh, “Jiang… what are you afraid of?”

“Besides me, what other woman would dare climb into your bed so openly?”

For a moment Qin Jiang’s hanging heart tightened.

Back then… when he was gravely ill and at his wit’s end.

She had switched him into the VIP intensive care ward.

At night, the ghost who groped him all over… could it have been Young Mistress Yan??

Oh my…how thrilling!!

So their entanglement had begun so early?

But facing Young Mistress Yan’s fierce advances now, Qin Jiang couldn’t think of anything else.

He quickly shook his head and couldn’t help asking aloud, “Yanyan… did you trick me?”

Yan Liang’s red lips curved. She clearly thought Qin Jiang meant the little marital fun they’d just had.

She leaned to his ear and kissed him again. “No, I didn’t lie to my Jiang.”

“Be good! Lift the quilt and see… it’s your favorite surprise~~”

Qin Jiang was about to lift the quilt when the phone he’d been clutching suddenly rang.

Who would be calling at this hour?

He swiped it off.

But the call came again immediately, as if determined to disturb him.

He answered irritably, in a bad mood, “Who is it? Can’t people have marital life late at night!!”

The person on the other end hesitated, then spoke in a pitiful, tearful tone, “Jiang… are you really abandoning me? You obviously loved me so much—I’m your one true love…”

“I admit that I was at fault during the competition, but I was deceived by Qin Yun. The person I truly care about in my heart is…”

“…you.”

Bai Chuchu couldn’t stand being pointed at around school anymore and had already hidden back at home.

But after she got home, her mind was full of images of Qin Jiang getting handsome and rich.

With broad shoulders and a narrow waist, he was effortlessly handsome.

She felt she’d fallen for him.

Qin Jiang loved her so much he’d surely turn back to her—his earlier humiliation and rejection at the competition were only to avoid suspicion in front of her aunt.

Jiang had protected her with all his heart even in such danger—how could she not be moved?

“Bai Chuchu, just because you’re a maggot, it doesn’t mean it’s okay for you to believe the whole world is a giant dung pit.”

“What makes you think I would stoop to pick up someone like you, you filthy pair of worn-out shoes that has lost its soles?”

“In my eyes, you’re just a fucking low life~”

“We’ve long known the toad loves wooing the frog—since you’ve made yourself ugly after having too much fun, stop trying to pretend that you’re pure and innocent.”

“Now scram—if you’re so bored, go find a factory where you can stitch shoe soles!!”