Quick Wear: The host is a jerk again and runs away

Chapter 260 Rebirth of Ethical Drama 10

The Berlin Apartment is not close to the Jiang family, and it takes about an hour to drive there.

But Jiang Yan was so angry that he almost drove at full speed and arrived at the destination in less than half an hour.

The car was turned off, and a man in an expensive suit appeared in the night.

We have arrived at Villa 32 Berlin.

Xue Yi's mental power keenly sensed the people downstairs, but she pretended not to know.

Even though Jiang Yan deliberately stepped on the accelerator of the sports car to make a noise to remind her that he was coming, she still pretended nothing had happened. She even comforted Lin Yu, saying that it was someone's rich second-generation family's car outside, and he might have nothing better to do so he was racing in the middle of the night.

Jiang Yan untied his tie and pressed the numbers on the combination lock with a gloomy face. He tried several but couldn't open it.

Jiang Li’s birthday, her birthday, her parents’ birthdays, none of them could be opened without exception.

Finally, he didn't know what he was thinking, but he suddenly entered his birthday, and with a "click", the door opened.

His hand that was pushing the door stopped in mid-air, his whole body was frozen for a few seconds before he raised his leg and walked inside.

The lights in the living room were off, and the bedroom door not far away was half-open, revealing a faint warm yellow light.

The closer they got, the louder the shrill sound became. Jiang Yan pushed open the bedroom door almost stiffly. The cold grey quilt wrapped around two bodies, rising and falling rhythmically.

"Jiang Xueyi."

It was not until he suddenly spoke that the two seemed to notice there was someone behind them.

Lin Yu was so frightened that he collapsed all of a sudden. Xue Yi pulled the quilt to cover his face and looked coldly at the uninvited guest who suddenly broke in.

Jiang Yan obviously didn't expect her to be so calm. He pinched his palm under his coat, forcing himself to calm down, "Come home with me."

At the very least, you have to save her face in front of outsiders.

But Xue Yi didn't buy it. Her face was still flushed. She stared at him unkindly and said sarcastically, "Why, Mr. Jiang wants to control my night life too?"

"Isn't this the result you want to see?"

"Come back with me first." Jiang Yan didn't want to discuss her family affairs in front of outsiders, and he was even more unwilling to listen to her continue to say hurtful words.

Xue Yi suddenly angrily picked up the ashtray on the bedside table and threw it at the man, "Do you care what I do? Don't you let me drink as much as I want?!"

Jiang Yan was caught off guard and had no time to dodge. The ashtray hit the man's forehead, and bright red blood oozed out and flowed down, and it fell to the ground with a sharp breaking sound.

As if she didn't expect Jiang Yan not to dodge, Xue Yi's expression was stunned for a moment, then she got off the bed without putting on her clothes, wanting to touch his forehead.

Jiang Yan avoided her with red eyes, wrapped her up with the suit jacket in his arms, stretched out his long arms and easily picked her up, walking downstairs.

The woman seemed to feel guilty and didn't say anything. She just curled up in his arms and didn't make any noise.

The woman who had been silent until she was put on the sports car finally spoke again. She turned her head awkwardly, her voice less confident, "What are you doing here?"

"I'll take you home." Jiang Yan took out a tissue from the car without changing his expression and pressed it on his forehead where blood was pouring out. Only his slightly trembling brows could vaguely show that he was also in pain.

After saying that, the man relaxed and leaned back in his chair, lighting a cigarette. White smoke filled his sharp chin, and his voice was low and a little hoarse, "I know you are angry with me, angry that I sent Jiang Li away and broke up the two of you."

"But, as the eldest brother, I have to be responsible for my younger brothers and sisters. I can't just watch you continue. If this matter is discovered by outsiders one day, not only will your reputations be ruined, but the Jiang family will also be ruined."

"So, Jiang Xueyi, go home."

"Not for anyone else, but for yourself."

After saying that, Jiang Yan rolled down the car window, flicking off a piece of scarlet ash. Gray embers fell down, and white smoke coiled up along his slender fingers.

The car started, and the loud and piercing roar that came with it disappeared, replaced by the sound of a normal vehicle running.

It was not until the car came to a steady stop at the Jiang family mansion that Xue Yi spoke, "Jiang Yan."

"Yeah." The man responded with a calm expression, making it impossible to detect any emotion.

The woman turned around and opened her arms, "Carry me home, my legs are weak."

Jiang Yan suddenly laughed softly, rolled up the cuffs of his black shirt, revealing his cyan vascular tension, and his angular profile was hidden in the shadows. "Jiang Xueyi, why do you think I will always go along with you?"

Hearing his words, Xue Yi raised her eyebrows and moved forward, spraying her sweet and numbing breath on Jiang Yan's ears, causing him to shudder. "Just because... you are Jiang Yan, the one and only Jiang Yan."

The car was quiet for a long time.

Just when Xue Yi was almost losing her patience, the man stepped out of the car and opened the door on her side.

He leaned over, picked her up at the waist, and held her tightly in his strong arms, like a wolf holding its prey in the dark night.

"I hope you can explain to me tomorrow when you wake up why the password to the apartment is my birthday."

"Instead of...your own, or Jiang Li's."

Jiang Yan put the person on her bed, and when he was about to leave, his wrist was grabbed again.

"No need for tomorrow, let's do it now." Xue Yimuran let go and pointed to the sofa next to him, "Brother, please sit down."

The man had a calm expression, with almost no change in his facial features. He crossed his long legs and casually sat on the sofa. He pinched his sore brows and showed a rare bit of fatigue.

"Go ahead."

Xue Yi tilted her head towards him, gave him a bitter smile, and asked a question first, "Do you know why I'm with Jiang Li?"

"explain."

"Three years ago, one night, I missed my parents, and I also remembered the day you and my parents came together to pick me up from the orphanage."

"At that time, I thought we would be a very happy family. I would have a brother who loved me very much, a father and a mother, and a happy family."

"But just a week later, my parents had an accident, and the happy family life I thought I had was shattered in an instant."

"That night, I wanted to wait for you. But after you came home, you only cared about what Jiang Li had learned and how well he had learned. You didn't care about me sitting next to you, even though I had been sitting on the sofa waiting for you for the whole afternoon."

"I don't understand why Jiang Li, who is also an adopted child, can be cared for and taken care of by you, but I get nothing."

"You know what? I'm really jealous of Jiang Li. I'm jealous that you wait for him to eat together, wait for him to finish class, and pick him up to go out and play. But I have nothing.

I don't understand. You were the one who brought me home with my parents. Why, why did you only care about Jiang Li and not me? "

"So, I want to take revenge on you."

"Don't you like Jiang Li? Then I will snatch him away, possess him, and make you the abandoned one."

"Brother, all of this is what you deserve for your partiality."

Jiang Yan's eyes dimmed, hiding the tide in his eyes. He poked his cheek with the tip of his tongue and chuckled, "So, that's how it is."

"Then do you know why I hated you so much when I was a kid?"

“Because, right after your parents picked you up, something happened.

At that time, I was 17 years old. My parents were going to hold a coming-of-age ceremony for me the next month. I also thought I had a happy family, a younger brother, a new sister, and happy parents. "

“But that all changed completely that day.

My parents had a car accident not long after they adopted you, and I wondered if you were the one who brought disaster to our family."

Having said this, he lowered his eyes and smiled, hiding the self-mockery and cold sarcasm in his eyes.

"So, I hate you. I think it was your arrival that caused my parents to leave."

"Those were my parents who had been with me for 17 years. I just can't let go of them."

"Of course I know it's not your fault. It was the other driver's fatigue that caused the accident. But I still can't explain the inexplicable feeling of disgust towards you.

Until one day I saw Jiang Li carrying you back to the room to sleep."

"Jiang Li told me that you have been waiting for me to come home, every day."

"He asked me to pay more attention to you, talk to you more, and not be so cold to you every day. It seemed to give me a reason. I was finally able to let go of the grudge in my heart and slowly began to discover your strengths."

"You are a good student and have great talent. Even though you started late, you can still get full marks in every subject."

"You are very beautiful and becoming more and more outstanding. Your tutor always praises you to me."

"Even Jiang Li was whispering in my ear, praising you and talking about your strengths and advantages."

"It seems like everyone is telling me that you are very good, very good, and that I am too harsh on you."

"I don't know since when I started to feel unhappy when I saw you and Jiang Li getting so close."

"I don't know who I'm jealous of, but I just feel uncomfortable."

"You guys eat together, play together, and sleep together at night. I know everything."

"I told myself it's okay. I don't know if I'm deceiving myself or comforting myself, but it doesn't matter. These two mean almost the same thing."

"But I've let you guys go until now, and I've become the one who's been completely abandoned."

Having said this, he laughed at himself, with dark emotions swirling in his deep eyes, and then he closed his eyes resigned to his fate.

"Jiang Xueyi, I don't want to be the one who is abandoned."

"But I can't say it."

The warm yellow light in the bedroom fell, dimly illuminating his cheeks. His closed eyelids covered his dark and deep eyes. The dim light slid across his high nose, casting a small shadow.

Xue Yi slowly took off her suit jacket and walked towards him barefoot.

The deep and silent black eyes were slowly filled with a little water-like light, gently rippled, like a gentle smile in the eyes of a brow, "Jiang Yan."

A pair of warm hands gently wiped the moisture from the corners of the man's eyes and stroked the side of his face.

The clean voice was a little tender, and it was extremely clear in the extremely quiet room, exploding like a thunder in the man's ears:

"I like you, always have."

Jiang Yan suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils constricted, his heart beating violently, and an expression of disbelief appeared on his face.

"What do you mean?"

"That's it, literally."

As she spoke, she grabbed his collar, pulled him forward, and pecked his somewhat cold lips lightly.

She smelled good, he didn't know what the scent was, but it was sweet and pleasant, filling the entire room just right, like a net, enveloping him.

In the dim darkness, some wildly growing emotions are silently indulged, breathing and heartbeats are infinitely magnified, bit by bit eroding people's rationality and dragging them into the bottomless abyss.

With red eyes, he grabbed her arm, and the five fingers holding her wrist trembled slightly, "Jiang Xueyi, don't play with me."

"I will pick Jiang Li up next week."

He seemed to have found the reason why the woman did this and comforted himself that it was just a means for her to get Jiang Li back.

But just when he stood up, she hugged his waist again, softly pressed against his back. Xue Yi lay behind him and could clearly hear the man's pounding heartbeat and the turbulent waves beneath his calm appearance.

"Jiang Yan, I'm not kidding."

"I already liked you the day you brought me home."

"Earlier than Jiang Li, and because I was jealous of you always caring about him, I wanted to snatch him away. I thought that as long as he stopped getting close to you, you would also look at me more."

"Jiang Yan, the fifteen-year-old Jiang Xueyi likes you, and the eighteen-year-old Jiang Xueyi is the same."

"Don't go, okay..."

He turned around, his voice was hoarse after trying his best to control himself, "Jiang Xueyi, we can't do this."

"There will be a day when Jiang Li will come back, and he won't be able to accept it."

Jiang Yan wanted to regain the last bit of his rationality, so he brought up Jiang Li, who stood between them and could not be ignored.

But Xueyi smiled, her delicate face full of determination, "He will accept it."

……

In the darkness that seemed to be deadlocked and still, an ambiguous atmosphere began to flow and gradually gained the upper hand.

Suddenly, she was picked up, her chin was lifted up, and his thin lips pressed down.

At first it was just gentle pecks and light tastes, but the man's breathing became heavier and heavier, and it seemed that he could no longer restrain the beast in his body.

His whole body was tense. He turned over and pressed her under him. His suit was wrinkled by her, which seemed particularly troublesome at this moment.

In the silent night, something finally broke free from its shackles.

……

After a long time, the room gradually became quiet, with only sporadic voices being heard.

"Jiang Xueyi."

"Ah."

“Who’s that guy in the Berlin apartment?”

"Male model. His mother is seriously ill and needs money, and his sister is still in school. He has no choice but to work there."

"Three days, and I broke up with him."

"..."

"one day."

"..."

"One week, maximum. I don't want to see him around you again, otherwise, I'll tell Jiang Li that you ordered a male model right after he left."

"..."

"It doesn't work? Fine."

"I've suspended that card for you."

As soon as the words fell, a woman's plea for mercy was heard in the darkness: "Three days, I promise to complete your orders."

The man snorted coldly, knowing her character.

miser.