At the age of ten, he shyly called out "Sister Jiang," a slender, small boy obedient like a little milk dog. She imitated the adults, kissing his forehead to comfort him.
When they met again, he was dressed in a sharp suit with gold-rimmed glasses, his every move as noble and pure as glimmering frost and snow, unapproachably lofty.
Tearing off that scholar's disguise, he finally revealed his fangs in the darkness.
"Isn't this what you taught me?" he whispered, encircling her slim waist from behind and seeking a kiss, his voice seductive, nearly playful as he called out those two words, "Sister Jiang."
Jiang Jiu only then realized that the other party had long since become an obsessive and scheming mad dog, in a place she knew not of.

Behind him, Cui Yanyan's voice rang out. Upon seeing the man, she quickly left the café, a charming smile on her face, "Since you're here, why leave in such a hurry? Won't you even say hello to me?"


Without any intention of acknowledging her, Jiang Siyan continued walking forward, holding Jiang Jiu's hand.


Cui Yanyan stepped in front of Jiang Siyan and said, "Jiang Siyan, why are you avoiding me? Are you afraid you'll be fascinated by me and develop feelings for me? Miss Jiang and I have talked it over; I will pursue you openly and honestly. I don't mind you being with her."


Jiang Siyan looked at her, his eyes behind the glasses cold and indifferent, "I mind."


Cui Yanyan seemed not to understand, "What did you say?"


Jiang Siyan said coldly, "I said, I mind."


Chapter 492 - Chapter 492: You Have No Right to Order Her Around