Deer Hearing the Flute

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.

Obsessed with My Puppy Boy

Zheng Yunhao had just said that the chemical medication Jiang Jiu took would react with the human body in a short time, so the mixed grain cake she had at noon definitely wasn't the cause.


Jiang Siyan gripped the steering wheel tightly, his face tumultuously angry, the veins in his forearm faintly visible. He headed straight to Master Group, where no one dared to stop him upon seeing him; Jiang Siyan stormed into Jiang Yongyuan's office.


The front desk staff was somewhat troubled, "President Jiang, I'm sorry, Younger President Jiang is urgently looking for you..."


Jiang Yongyuan waved his hand, signaling them to leave.


After closing the door, Jiang Siyan looked at Jiang Yongyuan and got straight to the point, "Did you do this? What did you give her to eat!"


Jiang Yongyuan leisurely took a sip of tea and said calmly, "I don't know what you're talking about."


Chapter 320: Surging Killing Intent