Zhou Ning and Old Xu reluctantly left the study.
But deep down, they stayed on high alert about Qin Jiang. They exchanged a glance and decided to continue keeping a close watch in secret.
In the room.
Qin Jiang skillfully pressed several acupoints on Yan Liang, and surprisingly, her tense nerves began to relax, easing up a bit.
"Yan Yan, feeling better?"
Qin Jiang's deep, hoarse voice came close, and the familiar breath made Yan Liang's heart race. She almost couldn't help but pounce on him.
Yan Liang lowered her gaze; she was on the edge of losing control.
She couldn't let Qin Jiang get too close. If she lost it… and ended up hurting him...
"Yeah... much better."
"Your hand technique is impressive, Ajiang."
Qin Jiang's hands were nice-looking—white and even, with well-defined knuckles. The tips of his fingers were long and strong. Years of part-time work had given his fingertips a slight callus, and the slightly rough texture was strangely thrilling.
Qin Jiang blushed a bit at the compliment.
His ears turned red, unable to handle how Yan Yan's praise seemed to hit a nerve with him.
"Ahem… it's just okay, really."
"Uh, I also brought some calming essential oil I made myself. Why don't you lie down on the sofa and I'll help with your meridians?"
Since Qin Jiang planned to help Yan Liang with her recovery, he had to get moving.
He had just gone back to his room to sort through the luggage he brought from the Qin family home.
He had specifically brought the essential oil he once used to help his nervously-strained older sister, Qin Moxue, to keep her in the best shape for work.
This bottle of essential oil was the result of two years of careful formulation.
But Qin Moxue thought her improved condition was just because Qin Yun's visits made her happy, not realizing Qin Jiang's behind-the-scenes efforts to relieve her stress.
Every time there was a big project at Qin's Finance, he would go out of his way to massage her and ease her stress.
Yet, Qin Moxue often made excuses about being too busy and would only reluctantly meet him, urging him to hurry so she could get back to her meetings.
When Qin Jiang left the Qin house, he not only took the essential oil he had made.
He also scoured every room to reclaim all his personal gifts.
Ha, this time he was going to see if Qin Moxue's nervous breakdown could be managed with just Qin Yun's visits.
Qin Jiang took out the essential oil and expertly poured some into his palm, rubbing it until it warmed up.
He gently placed Yan Liang, who was barely a handful in his arms, on the leather sofa, and let his long, well-defined fingers tentatively touch her shoulders and neck.
The touch was soft and silky.
"Yan Yan, close your eyes and relax. This is a calming essential oil I made myself. It can help with nerve tension, nervous breakdowns, and promote relaxation and sleep."
"Okay, I'll start now."
Yan Liang curled up on the sofa, looking like a lazy, elegant long-haired cat.
"Ajiang can do anything to me."
"You don't have to ask."
Yan Liang always gave Qin Jiang the highest level of trust.
She closed her eyes, surrendering herself completely to Qin Jiang. Even if he had some tricks up his sleeve to hurt her, she wouldn't avoid it.
Just this moment of warmth was worth it.
It had to be said, Qin Jiang's fingers were indeed gentle yet strong, precisely finding the acupoints. His fingers, aided by the oil, glided over Yan Liang's fair skin.
The gentle fragrance of the oil spread slowly with his pressure, making it really relaxing.
But the scene was quite tempting.
Qin Jiang couldn't help but feel a bit hot under the collar.
Qin Jiang wasn't entirely indifferent about leaving the Qin house. His crippled uncle, Qin Yangcheng, was now his only concern.
Once a renowned traditional Chinese medicine master in Beijing, Qin Yangcheng was expected to be the successor of the Qin family.
But after an accident left him paralyzed, he could never stand again.
The head of the Qin family couldn't be a cripple, so Qin's father took over the family business.
When Qin Jiang was in the Qin family, he was considered the "unfortunate one" and grew closer to Qin Yangcheng.
Qin Yangcheng, having no descendants, forced all his medical knowledge onto Qin Jiang.
In his past life, Qin Jiang had diligently learned traditional medicine from his uncle, hoping to use his skills to heal his fourth sister, Qin Shuyun's scars…
He poured his heart into it, only to end up with nothing and being jointly harmed to death.
In this life, he would never let that happen again.
Outside the room.
Zhou Ning and Old Xu quietly opened a tiny crack in the door to eavesdrop, only to hear some inappropriate talk.
A pure-hearted old virgin and a weak old man exchanged glances and quickly turned away, disgusted.
"Ahem, Qin Jiang really has some tricks up his sleeve. He's got the young miss hooked!"
Old Xu spat with disdain.
He was definitely frustrated.
"President Liang hasn't slept for three days! This time, if she loses control, it will be intense. Steward Xu, you…"
Zhou Ning saw that Qin Jiang was using the calming essential oil to massage President Liang, who was enjoying it with her eyes closed.
But, after so many interactions between these two, Zhou Ning knew it was possible that President Liang was just putting on a show for Qin Jiang.
After all, her insomnia was severe, and despite hiring numerous hypnotists and psychologists, nothing worked.
Could it be that a simple essential oil made by Qin Jiang could actually be effective?
"Alright, I've already scheduled the construction team and medical team."
"If President Liang tears up this place, the construction team can start rebuilding immediately. If she tears someone up, we've got a professional orthopedic doctor on standby."
"And if the worst comes to pass, the Liang family's exclusive mortuary team is also on standby."
Steward Xu patted his chest, looking all serious as if to say "I've got this."
"…" Zhou Ning was speechless: just… outrageous.
But, better safe than sorry.
The two of them huddled together, whispering.
But the biggest problem now was if President Liang really lost control, she could not only hurt Qin Jiang but also tear apart the Liang Yue Manor.
And Qin Jiang's injuries… were something they wouldn't dare to witness.
Even though they had seen much, they didn't have the courage to disrupt the seemingly cozy balance.
At that moment, a resentful figure appeared at the stairway.
Yan Zuo had been sunburned all day, and although the whip marks on his body didn't show bones, they still made his delicate skin suffer.
He was now looking to settle scores with Qin Jiang!
Yan Zuo found out that Qin Jiang had just taken a bowl of soup into the study.
Given his brutal and cold-blooded sister Yan Liang's nature, she should be in the basement at this time.
So, now was the perfect time to deal with Qin Jiang!
Zhou Ning and Old Xu's eyes also focused on the bruised and tattered Yan Zuo.
The two old foxes exchanged another glance…
"Little Young Master Yan, who are you looking for?"
Zhou Ning asked knowingly.
"I'm looking for Qin Jiang. This bastard made me suffer at the hands of my sister and still dares to provoke me. I'm going to give him a piece of my mind!"
Yan Zuo was furious. As the local bully, he had never been bested by anyone other than his sister Yan Liang.
"The son-in-law is giving the young lady an oil massage in the study. It's not really convenient for you to go in right now."
But Mr. Xu was just being polite.
Yan Zuo immediately put two and two together. Yan Liang had severe insomnia, and she needed a professional team and a psychologist to help her sleep. An oil massage was a small trick that wouldn't make a dent in her condition.
Qin Jiang was dumb enough to use this kind of amateur remedy on his sister?
Now Yan Zuo had a perfect excuse to go in and give Qin Jiang a piece of his mind!
So, with a burst of reckless bravery, Yan Zuo barged into the study.
"Sis! Qin Jiang's little tricks are nothing compared to…" Ax???
Yan Zuo stormed in like a whirlwind.
Three seconds later, he was out the door with his jaw dislocated.
"Is this a joke?"
"Or did I open the door wrong?"
Yan Zuo, with a mix of embarrassment and curiosity, took over from Zhou Ning and Mr. Xu, peeking through the crack in the door.
He had a look of utter confusion.
"My sister… is actually… asleep?"
Yan Zuo, Zhou Ning, and Mr. Xu all looked at each other, dumbfounded.
This was supposed to be the most stubborn insomnia in the world.
And it was fixed by an unknown calming oil?
"Good thing I ran fast. If I had tried to wake her up, the sky would have fallen!"
"I'm outta here. Ahem… even though Qin Jiang is all awkward and ugly, he's not without his merits."
At least he got his sister to sleep peacefully.
But he'd definitely get his revenge for today's humiliation!
Yan Zuo managed to avoid another beating, leaving the Liangyue Manor with a limp and a dazed expression, being helped into the car.
Qin Jiang carried the sleeping Yan Liang back to the master bedroom. Passing through the hallway, Mr. Xu gave him a look of admiration and gratitude.
It was quite a relief. Dealing with two crazy people at Liangyue Manor was a headache. Now, with one of them seeming intermittently insane, if they managed to avoid both going mad at the same time, they might save hundreds of billions on construction costs by the end of the year.
Wuhuu~
Saving money!!
Qin Jiang placed Yan Liang on the soft, big bed.
He gently brushed aside a lock of dark red hair from her face. Sleeping Yan Liang had shed her daytime cold and domineering demeanor, showing a hint of the innocence typical for her age.
He couldn't help but lean in and kiss her petal-like lips, murmuring, "Yan Yan, I'm sorry."
Sorry for all the harm I caused you in my past life.
Sorry for betraying your deep affection and love.
Sorry for dragging you down with me into the fire!
But this time, I will spend my life making it up to you and proving that choosing me wasn't a mistake.
Qin Jiang stood up and went to his luggage.
He moved the few remaining items he had from the Qin family into the master bedroom.
Yan Liang's master bedroom was huge, with a separate office area, a walk-in closet, and even a media room.
In the office area, there was also a desk just for him.
It was something Yan Liang had prepared early on.
It was identical to her own desk and placed right next to it.
A clear sign of her romantic intentions.
But in his past life, he found it disgusting and had even destroyed that precious sandalwood desk right in front of her.
Unable to escape from Yan Liang's confinement or force her to let him leave, he destroyed the prison itself.
But now, standing in front of the sandalwood desk, Qin Jiang's fingers traced the engraved name—Qin Jiang.
Turns out, it was a carefully prepared gift from her.
She had carefully carved his name, but in a way that wouldn't reveal it to him, using a traditional seal script.
Yan Liang truly loved him.
She used everything within her reach to show her love.
Seeing this made Qin Jiang's eyes a bit misty.
He had to work twice as hard, build his own business empire, and stand by his delicate wife's side.
Qin Jiang opened his laptop, revealing a highly encrypted financial plan.
It was something he had worked on for a week, staying up nights for Qin Moxun.
It was now uploaded to the Qin Corporation's internal system.
But he knew Qin Moxun well—she only cared about results, not the details of what he put into the system.
As long as the project was a success.
Qin Jiang's gaze fell on the screen, where the signature on the plan had been tampered with.
—[Qin Yun]
No need to guess; this had to be Qin Moxun's doing.
Qin Yun, in his third year, needed practical experience and a solid achievement.
If this financial plan landed an international investment, Qin Yun's value would rise significantly.
In his past life, he had softened his heart due to Qin Yun's repeated pleas, letting him take advantage of the situation.
Qin Yun used this financial plan to leverage himself into the student council president's position, pushing Qin Jiang, who was already on the verge of expulsion, out of the way.
Qin Yun and Bai Chuchu were both in their third year, with Bai Chuchu being a year older than Qin Jiang and Qin Yun.
Qin Yun's superior educational resources allowed him to skip a grade, which made the Qin family view him as a genius.
Meanwhile, Qin Jiang's education was lacking, leading him to follow the conventional path and stay mediocre.
Qin Jiang's expression was indifferent. The tampering was just as he had expected, not causing any real stir inside him.
The effort he made in the past was like feeding it to dogs.
But now, he was ready to deal with those dogs.
Qin Jiang typed fluently on the keyboard, quickly running through lines of code.
The screen went black.
The young man's deep brown eyes shimmered with profound ripples.
Qin Jiang was never mediocre.
He had once been lost in his desperate quest for familial affection, willing to become the family's feeding bag…
—
Meanwhile.
In the Qin Corporation's general manager's office, Qin Moxun was working late when her computer suddenly went black.
Then it came back to normal.
She quickly checked the internal system, only to find that the new financial plan from A Yun was gone.
And all the confidential files in the internal system had turned into blank documents.
Qin Moxun was in a panic!