The two were knocked unconscious, and the two were thrown into the trash can and taken away.

Zhou Ning was very skilled in this line of work, and he could be said to be very professional. He transported the people to the Yan family's special "mass grave" with amazing efficiency.

As for the broken blood jade plaque, he kicked it into the sewer with disgust.

Before Qin Shuyun and Qin Xianyun were knocked unconscious, they saw exactly this scene...

That was not only a piece of blood jade, but also a treasure that symbolized the blood connection of their Qin family.

Now, it was thrown away like trash.

It would be a lie to say that they were not uncomfortable, but they could only watch helplessly, without any way.

Qin Xianyun closed her eyes in despair. At that moment, she seemed to truly understand Qin Jiang's despair.

But what does this mean?

Ah Jiang took the blame for her many times and was almost expelled from Huajing University... Yes, she did so many wrong things, and she should be the one expelled from Huajing University! !

Qin Xianyun closed her eyes, and her eyes were full of resentment: Qin Jiang, you wait for your reputation to be ruined.

The trap I set for you has just begun...

——

In the car.

Qin Jiang worked hard to gently beat and rub Yan Liang's legs.

"Baby... How about this strength?"

"Do you want it to be heavier?"

Qin Jiang's massage technique is professional, after all, in order to relieve his mother's long-standing old problem of lumbar disc herniation, he learned a lot of massage techniques.

However, every time when Qin's mother was sick, she would sweat all over and ask him to massage her. As long as she felt a little better, she would rush to Qin Yun's side to continue taking care of him.

Of course, Qin's mother's partiality was not so obvious at the beginning.

Before she left, she would touch his head "indulgently", with tenderness in her eyes, making him indulge in such gentle maternal love: "Xiao Jiang is so good, much less worrying than your brother."

"Your brother is always sick and can't leave me... My body is not as good as when I was young, but you are all my own sons after all.

As a mother... I still want to take care of you personally."

Qin's mother smiled gently, like a warm breeze blowing over him.

Qin Jiang couldn't help but think of his adoptive mother, who was also such a gentle woman.

And at that time, even if the family was poor.

The adoptive mother would take care of every child equally, and would not treat him harshly just because he was picked up.

But, where will the adoptive parents, two sisters and a younger sister be in this life?

Qin Jiang suddenly had a bold idea.

If we use the power of the Yan family, can we find them faster?

Thinking of this, Qin Jiang couldn't help but be distracted.

And Yan Liang was watching this distraction carelessly.

"Ah Jiang, come here."

Yan Liang suddenly moved closer, and her fingertips fell carelessly on the young man's neck.

The marks left by her bite last night were bright red, and they were like deadly poison in Yan Liang's eyes.

"Hmm?"

Qin Jiang approached obediently. Facing Miss Yan's demands, he usually tried his best to satisfy her.

If he couldn't satisfy her, he had a way.

He directly hugged Yan Liang's waist to suppress her, tied her hands with his tie and pushed her up...

Then, he hugged her and fell asleep.

"..." Yan Liang: Well, Ah Jiang is like this... How come the more you look at her, the cuter she becomes?

I like her, I like her so much! !

The eldest lady didn't care at all. After Qin Jiang fell asleep in her arms at night, she would easily untie her tie and softly nestle in Qin Jiang's arms.

Like a poisonous red snake entwined around him, the snake's tongue wandered around his abdomen.

"Ah Jiang... you belong to me forever."

"Only me."

"You look so good now, I finally saved the step of fastening the chain, but... it's obviously more to my liking to lock you up~"

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