Chapter 46 looked as if she wanted to go whoring with her father

He Lanjin turned over on the bed. She felt much more comfortable after she kicked away the heavy object on top of her. She fell asleep in a second as if the passionate kiss she shared with Qiao Hanye was nothing but a dream.

"Damn it," Qiao Hanye muttered as he got up from the floor. He realized that he had lost control, and his desire dissipated as quickly as it came.

Qiao Hanye did not expect to lose his composure tonight. He restrained the desire in his body and looked at He Lanjin, who was peacefully sleeping. He covered her body with a quilt and brushed the few strands of hair away from her face with his index finger. "I'm sorry for losing my cool," he whispered.

Qiao Hanye closed the window, turned off the lights, and left the room, gently closing the door behind him.

"Master," Han Beicheng called out. His feet were still hurting!

Han Beicheng was suspicious. The young Master Qiao–who did not touch women–seemed like he going to have sex tonight. Han Beicheng stood there holding his watch, trying to find out how long the action would take. He did not expect Qiao Hanye to come out this soon. Did his master have... instant ejaculation?

"In my room," Qiao Hanye said in a cold voice, beckoning Han Beicheng.

Han Beicheng cowered a little when he saw Qiao Hanye's icy glare. Han Beicheng felt a chill on his back, but he did not dare to be negligent and quickly followed his master.

"Who is Qin Nan?" Qiao Hanye asked as he unbuttoned his shirt, his back to Han Beicheng.

"Ah?" Han Beicheng dug his ears, thinking that he had heard wrongly. A moment of love in the middle of the night was worth a thousand gold coins. Why would his master ask about something unrelated to tonight's event?

Han Beicheng thought about asking his master why this person suddenly became important, but thought better of it. He cleared his throat and said in a low voice, "There is a Qin family in Jiang City. Qin Nan is the third young master of the family. He is a... an idle young master. He likes to hit on bars and pick up girls. That's all I know about him as of the moment."

The words "pick up girls" were seared into Qiao Hanye's mind. His fingernails dug into his palms. "The Qin Family?" he asked in a low voice.

"Yes," replied Han Beicheng.

Qiao Hanye took off his shirt and walked towards the bathroom. "Tell the Qin family to send Qi Nan to me if they want our alliance."

"Yes," Han Beicheng said as he listened to the sound of running water coming from the bathroom. He could not seem to understand Qiao Hanye anymore. Why was he thinking about Qin Nan in the middle of the night? How important was this man to his master?

Qin Nan was a man. Could it be... Han Beicheng turned around and left the room, frightened by his own thoughts.

It was late at night, and it was quiet.

Qiao Hanye tossed and turned in bed after his cold shower. His desire had totally disappeared, but sleep still evaded him.

"Master," said a figure in the dark balcony. "Could your sleeping difficulty be caused by the snake venom?"

Qiao Hanye fell silent.

JIANGCHENG, MIDNIGHT.

Two limited-edition sports cars sped down the road, shocking Jiang City's nocturnal inhabitants who readily shared videos showcasing the riders' superb driving skills. Those who saw the videos were stunned and amazed by the cars and their mysterious drivers. In no time, the topic "limited-edition sports cars worth billions" was trending online.

Who could afford to drive cars such as these in the whole of Jiang City? The answer: NOONE.

Soon, another news item was trending. The bar owned by the third young master of the Qin family had been destroyed. There was a bag of compensation money left at the bar door.

The next morning, He Lanjin's phone rang, waking her up. She had a terrible headache from drinking too much last night. She reached for her phone and answered the call. "What's the matter?"

"F*ck, my life is over. I have been uprooted." Standing in front of the bar, wearing slippers and sporting two panda eyes, Qin Nan poured his heart out to He Lanijn over the phone. His heart felt cold. He had personally built this place, and considered it as his life and root.

Who could have done this, and how much hatred did the person responsible for this have for Qin Nan? Was this done by a jilted lover of one of the girls he played with?

He Lanjin listened, sobering up at Qin Nan’s news. “Haha,” she laughed into the phone. “Congratulations, third young Master Qin.”

“Get lost,” Qin Nan sullenly replied. He picked up the sack of money and carried it on his back as he started to walk back home. “Whoever did this even gave me a sack of money, like they wanted to play with me. Do they think that I don’t have my own f*cking money?”