[Chapter 36 Chapter 36 Being sold to the Golden Triangle: The Sadistic Story of Bai Yueguang (36)]
"If Mr. Jiang has nothing else to do, I will go back first."
Mr. Hu nodded to the person opposite him, turned and walked towards the garage.
In the past, Yan Qing didn’t hold a high position in his heart, so he naturally didn’t care about her life or death.
Now that Yan Qing has a place in his heart, Jiang Chenggong's move on her is enough for him to remember.
He can bring Yuanlong Society back to life, or destroy it.
The dry smile on Jiang Chenggong's face gradually disappeared. He was puzzled by Mr. Hu's sudden change of attitude.
His expression became solemn, and he regretted offending others.
He still needs to consider his relationship with the General's Mansion.
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When Yan Qing was brought to the general's residence, the first person he saw was not Rocky.
But it was Rossier, whom I had met twice.
The young man whose butt she touched and teased became her nominal brother at this moment.
As she entered, Rosier happened to be coming downstairs.
A young man with stunning appearance, with his medium-length hair lazily tied behind his head, and a pair of peach blossom eyes that exude his romantic charm.
He raised his eyebrows and looked at Yan Qing, his lips curled up in a playful arc under his high nose bridge: "Welcome home, my 'good' sister."
Yan Qing blinked and tilted his head to look at the housekeeper who brought him in in confusion.
"Miss, Master Rossier is your brother." The butler said respectfully.
After confirming that she was the person he was looking for, Rocky told the butler to treat her as a lady of the family.
Yan Qing looked at the young man leaning against the stairs again, as if he had forgotten the unpleasantness that had just occurred not long ago, and greeted him politely: "Please give me more guidance in the future, brother."
Her eyes passed over the bulging veins on the back of Rosier's hand gripping the railing, and the smile on her lips grew sweeter.
At this moment, the young man seemed to want to treat her as a railing in his palm and crush her with strength.
After entering the general's mansion, she spoke in standard Burmese.
The barrier-free communication made the housekeeper look at her with higher regard.
Luo Xier hurried downstairs and raised his chin to the housekeeper: "Uncle Zhou, go and ask someone to prepare lunch."
"Okay, young master." The butler nodded, "Please take Miss to familiarize herself with the mansion."
Yan Qing said with joy: "Thank you for your help, brother."
He called me "brother" all the time, so affectionately.
"It's hard to imagine how lively and cheerful I would have been if I had such a handsome brother by my side~"
She spoke in a sticky voice, covering her heart and pretending to be coquettish.
Rosier's brows jumped, and he passed her and walked straight towards the door.
"Brother, wait for me~" Yan Qing hurriedly trotted to keep up with his pace.
The tall and long-legged young man walked in front, and the petite and bright girl followed behind, forming a pleasing picture.
Yan Qing looked around inconspicuously. The huge general's mansion was not as heavily guarded as it looked from the outside.
Instead, it looks like an empty shell with only appearance.
Before she could think, the man in front of her suddenly turned around and attacked her.
Unlike what Rosier expected, she had no intention of fighting back and just fell down at the right time.
She brushed past his hand to avoid his attack, and threw herself towards him with her weak and boneless body.
She pulled him and they fell together into the soft-stemmed, thornless flowers beside her.
The two of them rolled in the bushes, crushing the beautiful flowers.
The seemingly beautiful ambiguity actually hides a dangerous intention.
Roxelle restrained Yan Qing under his body, with the cold tip of the knife against her delicate neck.
Yan Qing ignored the sharp knife in his hand and lay limply among the flowers, making her look even more beautiful.
"Brother, I'm so scared."
The boneless little hand reached into the man's clothes, and her nails scratched the place where she had left a wound on his chest.
Luo Xier was not prepared for her move. His body trembled slightly, and his handsome eyebrows became more and more gloomy: "Sister, this beautiful neck of yours will not look good if there is a scar."
The sharp blade of the delicate knife touched her delicate skin, leaving a drop of blood.
Yan Qing admired his face and smiled: "Brother, you carry a knife left by someone else with you. Do you have any improper thoughts about your sister?"
The flirtatious tone was entangled with a charming atmosphere. She curled her lips charmingly, and her clear almond eyes showed her appreciation for his face.
Rossier's extraordinary face looks very much like a handsome and elegant young man from a comic book.
Even her peach blossom eyes, filled with murderous intent, looked particularly beautiful.
With a light chuckle, he pulled the butterfly knife away from Yan Qing's carotid artery and stabbed it towards her eyes again.
Yan Qing's instinctive reaction to danger made him turn his face away in time.
The delicate butterfly knife grazed her earlobe and stabbed fiercely into the fallen flower stalks.
Yan Qing's pupils contracted. The man's actions just now were merciless.
If she had been a little slower, the knife would have stabbed into her eye.
Even though she was the daughter his father had been looking for for many years, he didn't take any feelings into consideration and just started fighting.
This was something Yan Qing had not expected.
The man in front of her seemed much more perverted than she had imagined.
"Return the property to its rightful owner, my dear sister."
Not surprisingly she managed to dodge it in time.
Rosier emphasized the word "sister", a malicious smile fell on her neck, and his hot breath sprinkled on the marks left by his own mouth that night.
As he raised his face, the tip of his tongue rolled the blood from her earlobe into his mouth.
Yan Qing stared at him with a smile, and his still capable hand stroked his handsome face, which was wearing a sinister smile.
"Brother's love, sister has received it."
She paused, "I am satisfied."
At this moment, the butler's voice came from not far away.
They said the general had returned home and was already in the living room, waiting to see them, the "brother and sister".
"As long as my sister is satisfied."
Rosier raised her eyebrows and stood up as if nothing had happened, as if the action that threatened her life just now was just an insignificant joke.
When he was about to leave, Yan Qing called him.
She walked to his side, picked the small flower stuck in his hair and handed it to him.
"Brother, you are more beautiful than flowers, so naturally I am very satisfied." She tilted her head, "Just consider it as a return gift for now, brother, please don't mind."
Rosier took the flower from her hand and crushed it between his fingers.
The two returned to the main hall, their slightly messy clothes had been tidied, but the pollen on their bodies was still quite vivid.
Yan Qing looked at Rocky, who was already sitting at the head of the table.
A man with slightly graying temples and a kind and peaceful face.
The neat suit he wore made his gentle face look more dignified.
His eyes fell on her familiar features, and Rocky's eyes flashed.
Yan Qing seemed to catch a hint of surprise from his instantaneous change in expression.
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