Chapter 4 (1/2)

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

“The little minx bites back. I like that.” Jiang Ming ran his tongue over his lips and slowly cornered Tang Qiu against the wall. “Why not give me a chance? You’ll find I’m a far better catch than my washed out weakling of an older brother. I could give you a house, a car, a fancy designer bag, and, of course, lots of pleasure…”

Uncle Wang witnessed the scene from the corner of the stairwell on the second storey. In a low voice, he asked, “Young Master, shall I do something?”

Jiang Shaocheng glanced at Jiang Ming’s hands groping Tang Qiu’s hips. A glint entered his mild, gentle gaze. “Look again.”

Beneath them, Tang Qiu took in the sight of Jiang Ming’s body trapping hers. With finality, she said, “For the sake of your older brother, I’m warning you one last time: get away from me.”

Paying her threat no mind, Jiang Ming gripped her chin again, savoring the texture of her soft porcelain skin. He had had his fun with countless daughters of noble families, but never one like Tang Qiu, whose doelike appearance belied her feisty temper. He allowed himself to contemplate what she would be like between the sheets. “Isn’t a life with me better than one in the kitchen, pretty thing? The work here gets all dirty and tiring, come with me, and I’ll–”

Without hesitation, Tang Qiu kneed him between the legs, cutting him off.

Jiang Ming let out a howl of pain, doubling over and staggering back. “How dare you…” he seethed. “I’ll kill you, you little slut!”

Tang Qiu whirled around and snatched up a knife lying on the chopping board, pointing it at Jiang Ming. Despite her small frame, in that moment, her ferocity was unmatched. “Try it. See if I don’t kill you first.”

Watching from upstairs, Uncle Wang thoughtlessly clenched his thighs together. Tang Qiu could clearly knee a man where it hurt with a vicious amount of force. “Young Master, look how wild this woman is. She incapacitated Jiang Ming just like that!”

Jiang Shaocheng was shocked that Tang Qiu was bold enough to attack his brother, but… “Get me downstairs.” If Jiang Ming had dared to lay a hand on his wife, he deserved whatever he got.

Uncle Wang raced to push him towards the elevator. Before Jiang Ming had even recovered from the attack to his groin, Tang Qiu was already advancing on him, pressing her knife to his throat. He nearly vomited blood right there and then.