Overbearing Qin Yan, Do You Like It?

Qin Yan's face was frosty as she strode over in her high heels, her gaze coldly fixed on the Tang Suit Elder.

"Miss Qin, it's just a small matter. I didn't expect to trouble you."

Seeing Qin Yan approaching quickly, the Tang Suit Elder hurried over to meet her, putting on a fawning expression.

His wrinkled old face broke into a smile like a blooming chrysanthemum, a complete contrast to his earlier overbearing demeanor.

There was no helping it—the Qin Family of the Capital was a behemoth he couldn't afford to provoke!

If Qin Yan grew displeased, without the Qin Family lifting a finger, plenty of people would gladly volunteer to make the Sun Family history.

Even the big shot backing him wouldn't be able to protect him.

In this situation, anyone would have to tread carefully.

Qin Yan ignored the Tang Suit Elder, her gaze landing on Jiang Cheng, her eyes brimming with tenderness.

Gulp~

The crowd kept swallowing hard. Qin Yan's overwhelming pressure kept them from lifting their heads, so they naturally missed this detail.

They could only sneak a sidelong glance at the scene.

"What is Miss Qin doing?"

"We're doomed. Disrupting the auction—Miss Qin is about to settle accounts."

"Hope she doesn't drag us into it. Otherwise, who could withstand the Qin Family's wrath?"

"Young Master, what do we do?"

A Long's little heart could barely take it anymore.

If the Sun Family of Jinling was something they could still contend with, then if the Qin Family got angry, the Jiang Family could only wait to die.

They weren't even in the same league!

The Qin Family could crush them as easily as stepping on an ant.

"What's there to fear? We're in the right! That old geezer broke the rules, throwing his weight around."

Jiang Cheng kept a stiff smile, leaning back slightly, speaking quietly without turning his head.

The corner of Qin Yan's mouth lifted slightly. Her little man was even cuter like this—she wanted to pull him into her arms and ruffle him up.

"Do you have any objections? Say them to me."

Qin Yan suddenly turned, staring coldly at the Tang Suit Elder.

Sensing something off in Qin Yan's attitude, the Tang Suit Elder's forehead beaded with sweat as he hurriedly explained, "No, no, Miss... Miss Qin, you misunderstand. This old man has no objections. I was just talking to that Jiang Family brat..."

"Hm? 'Jiang Family brat' is what you call him?"

Before the Tang Suit Elder could finish, a pair of imposing, intimidating phoenix eyes locked onto him.

"Call him Young Master Jiang."

Daring to threaten the man she loved—this old turtle had lived long enough!

If she weren't afraid of scaring her little man, she'd have him carried in standing and out flat.

Hearing Qin Yan's words, the Tang Suit Elder's face went pale.

He was old enough to be the boy's grandfather, and he had to call a junior "Young Master Jiang"?

On top of that, with so many top-tier elites present, if he actually said it, he'd have to walk with his head buried in his crotch from now on.

That was worse than death!

"Young... Young Master Jiang."

After a long silence, the Tang Suit Elder finally swallowed his shame and bit out those two words.

"Is Miss Qin sticking up for Young Master Jiang?"

"Does that mean the Jiang Family has the Qin Family backing them?"

"Or maybe Young Master Jiang and Miss Qin have a special relationship."

At this possibility, the crowd's minds began to race.

They couldn't climb the Qin Family's ladder, but currying favor with the Jiang Family was just as good.

If Young Master Jiang ever became the Qin Family's son-in-law, this investment would pay off for sure!

A Long's eyes bulged like brass bells. When had his Young Master gotten involved with the eldest daughter of the Qin Family of the Capital?

Had his Young Master landed himself a sugar mommy?

Jiang Cheng, meanwhile, was utterly baffled.

Why would Qin Yan stick up for him, acting like they were such good friends?

What the hell?

So not a single Heroine was normal.

"Ladies and gentlemen, today's auction is over. If there's nothing else, you may leave."

Hearing this, the crowd felt as if pardoned and dared not linger a moment longer.

"Let's go."

Jiang Cheng lowered his voice, blending into the crowd with A Long, pretending to leave nonchalantly.

"Jiang Cheng, hold on."

Qin Yan's attention had been fixed on Jiang Cheng the whole time; such a small trick couldn't fool her.

Little man, you came and now you want to run?

Stay put!

Jiang Cheng's steps faltered, his whole body as if frozen by a binding spell.

If it were any other Heroine, he would have bolted.

But facing Qin Yan, he truly didn't dare!

Not to mention the Qin Family behind her, even her innate air of authority as a superior was enough to crush anyone.

The novel described Qin Yan's personality in four words:

Domineering and forceful!

Tap, tap, tap...

Qin Yan strode over to Jiang Cheng, her gaze softening as it landed on his face. Her crimson lips parted slightly.

"I didn't scare you just now, did I? I'm not usually like this. I'm actually very gentle."

"Uh... Miss Qin overestimates me."

Jiang Cheng coughed dryly, snapping out of his daze.

After everything that had happened, his heart had gone numb.

As long as it didn't affect his departure, he could accept it.

"Miss Qin is what others call me. You can call me Yan'er or just Yan."

Qin Yan seemed cheerful, but her voice grew softer toward the end, even her snow-white swan-like neck and fair, delicate face flushing with a rosy hue.

Confirmed!

This Heroine wasn't just problematic—she was absurdity knocking on absurdity's door.

Jiang Cheng pursed his lips, his handsome face a mix of three parts complexity, three parts confusion, and four parts blankness.

A Long's jaw dropped.

Young Master was truly a little cow riding a plane—flying high as hell!

That was the eldest daughter of the Qin Family of the Capital, and she was really hooking up with Young Master.

As a competent sidekick, A Long had the good sense to speak up.

"Young Master, I'll wait for you outside."

You traitor, no loyalty at all.

Jiang Cheng steeled himself and looked at Qin Yan, rubbing his neck with an awkward laugh.

"Miss Qin..."

Qin Yan's tone shot up sharply, and she shot Jiang Cheng a displeased glare. "What did you call me?"

Jiang Cheng sneaked a glance around, confirming no one was nearby, then adjusted his breathing and awkwardly uttered the words "Yan'er."

Hearing him speak, Qin Yan broke into a satisfied smile.

"Come with me."

Without caring whether Jiang Cheng was willing, Qin Yan grabbed his hand and pulled him upstairs.

At the top floor of the Huatai Auction House, The moment Qin Yan appeared, dragging Jiang Cheng along, the bodyguards' curious, shocked gazes fell on him.

They had followed Qin Yan for so long, yet this was the first time they'd seen the eldest daughter holding a man's hand, acting like a little girl.

Where had that domineering, stern-faced eldest daughter gone?

Had she been possessed?

Qin Yan pulled Jiang Cheng to a seat and clapped her hands.

A line of female attendants carrying rosewood boxes appeared, standing neatly before Jiang Cheng.

When they opened them, The first box held the Thousand-Year Blood Ganoderma just auctioned off, and the others contained priceless rare medicinal herbs as well.

Jiang Cheng was dumbfounded, staring at Qin Yan in confusion.

What did this woman want?

Qin Yan gave Jiang Cheng a gentle smile and asked softly, "Do you like it?"