Quick Wear: Love still depends on two love brains

Jiang Ya was choked by her cold attitude, and then her anger grew even stronger. Her voice rose a few notches, attracting the attention of passersby.

"How dare you talk to me like that?

Do you know who I am? I am the only daughter of the Jiang family!

This time I came back to get engaged to Brother Qinghan. From now on, I will be the legitimate young mistress of the Mo family!

You are an outsider, and you dare to treat me like this?"

Quan Jiuxi was too lazy to waste time talking to this spoiled young lady. She frowned slightly, turned around and walked towards the taxi.

Seeing this, Jiang Ya immediately stepped forward and tried to pull her arm, shouting, "Stop right there! I'm not done with you yet! Dare to disrespect me, and you'll be kicked out of the Mo family!"

But as soon as her fingers touched Quan Jiuxi's cuffs, he grabbed her wrist and pressed her against the stone pillar next to her. "Shut up."

Quan Jiuxi's voice turned cold, and he applied a little force with his fingertips. Jiang Ya's face turned pale with pain instantly, and tears flowed uncontrollably, her eyes red like a frightened rabbit.

"It hurts... Let me go! How dare you hit me? I'm going to tell Uncle Mo! I'm going to let Brother Qinghan teach you a lesson!"

Jiang Ya struggled, but found that Quan Jiuxi's hands were like iron clamps and she couldn't get away at all.

She looked at the coldness in Quan Jiuxi's eyes and felt inexplicably frightened. Her crying became weaker, leaving only intermittent sobs.

Quan Jiuxi slowly let go of her hand when he saw that she had calmed down.

Jiang Ya immediately withdrew her hand, covered her swollen wrist and gasped for breath. Her tears fell even more violently, but she did not dare to challenge Quan Jiuxi again.

"Are you still leaving?"

Quan Jiuxi stood there, looking at her embarrassed appearance.

"Let's go...let's go!" Jiang Ya wiped her tears and followed with her suitcase, but in her heart she cursed Quan Jiuxi a thousand times -

Are this woman's hands made of iron?

It hurt so much that her wrist almost broke!

When she sees Brother Qinghan, she will make sure he takes charge of the matter and drives this vicious woman out of the Mo family!

But when she saw Quan Jiuxi stopped in front of a taxi, she couldn't help but get angry:

"You let me ride in this kind of car? When I'm abroad, I always take private planes and special cars. You're deliberately neglecting me! Do you want me to say bad things about you in front of Brother Qinghan?"

Quan Jiuxi put one hand on the car window, looked at her sideways, with a hint of impatience in his eyes, and said to the taxi driver: "You can go now."

Jiang Ya met her gaze, and remembering the sharp pain in her wrist, she subconsciously shrank her neck and swallowed the rest of her words. "You!"

She gritted her teeth, digging her nails into her palms, but still bent down and quickly got into the taxi.

It's pointless to confront this woman head-on now. Once she has established a foothold in the Mo family, there will be plenty of ways to make this stepdaughter look bad!

The atmosphere in the taxi reached a freezing point. Jiang Ya leaned against the window, pulling out a small mirror and repeatedly applying makeup, applying powder, lipstick, and blush, muttering to herself, "Brother Qinghan will definitely like the way I look today. He always said I looked best in pink when we were little... He'll definitely be happy to see me."

Quan Jiuxi closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, but his mind was reviewing the recent stock market trends.

The technology stocks she holds heavily in will release their financial reports next week. According to current data, they will rise by at least 30%. She needs to contact institutions in advance to make a selling plan to avoid a funding gap.

When the taxi drove into the villa area where the Mo family villa was located, Jiang Ya's mood finally improved.

She fixed her hair in the mirror one last time, a sickly sweet smile instantly appearing on her face. She pushed open the car door and shouted into the villa, "Brother Qinghan! I'm back! Did you miss me?"

But the only response she got was the silence in the living room.

There were no familiar footsteps, no expected response, and not even a servant appeared.

Sunlight streamed in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating the dust in the living room. The expensive Italian leather sofa was empty, and the antique clock on the wall was ticking, making the living room look particularly deserted.

The smile on Jiang Ya's face froze, and the small mirror in her hand fell to the ground with a "click", and the mirror surface shattered into a spider web.

Quan Jiuxi got out of the taxi, dragged her suitcase to the door, said, "Your room is on the third floor, second on the left, go up by yourself," and walked straight into the villa.

"Hey! Why don't you help me with my luggage?"

Jiang Ya stamped her feet behind her, her tone full of grievance.

"Brother Qinghan would definitely be angry if he knew you treated me like this! Aren't you afraid of being kicked out of the Mo family?"

But Quan Jiuxi seemed not to hear and walked up the stairs without looking back.

Jiang Ya looked at the heavy suitcase, then glanced around the empty living room. Her nose felt sore and she almost cried - if she had known that the Mo family was so deserted, she would not have returned home!

Abroad, she was the eldest daughter of the Jiang family, the center of attention. But when she came here, there was not even anyone to help her with her luggage.

But now there was no one to comfort her, so she could only grit her teeth, grab the suitcase handle with both hands and drag it to the third floor. The wheels of the suitcase bumped against the stairs, making a harsh sound.

It’s all mom’s fault. She had to pack so many clothes and skin care products for her, and she was so tired!

As soon as she reached the corner of the third floor, she saw Quan Jiuxi coming out of the room with a glass of iced American coffee in his hand.

Quan Jiuxi glanced at her, his eyes falling on her flushed cheeks and trembling arms. "There is an elevator that goes directly to the third floor in the villa. Didn't you see it? It's right next to the entrance of the living room on the first floor."

Jiang Ya stood there in a daze, then screamed - she was so busy being angry and looking for Mo Qinghan that she actually forgot there was an elevator in the Mo family villa!

Her face flushed red, and like a cat whose tail was stepped on, she turned and rushed into her room, slamming the door shut, leaving all her grievances and anger behind.

Quan Jiuxi looked at the closed door and chuckled - this Jiang Ya was even dumber than she had imagined.

She walked to the dining table and heated up the breakfast left for her by the servant. After a while, Mo Qinghan came down from upstairs with slightly wet hair, looking like he had just taken a shower.

He didn't talk to Quan Jiuxi and sat aside to eat breakfast.

Neither of them mentioned Jiang Ya.

After a while, footsteps were heard from upstairs.

"Brother Qinghan."

The sweet voice made Mo Qinghan gag.

Jiang Ya stopped and asked, "Brother Qinghan, what's wrong with you?"

Mo Qinghan looked at Jiang Ya, "Who are you?"

Jiang Ya: "You...you don't remember me?" She looked at him with an expression as if he were a heartless person. "I'm Yaya."

Mo Qinghan paused holding the knife and fork, and when he looked up at Jiang Ya, there was no emotion in his eyes, only an indissoluble coldness, as if he was looking at a completely stranger.

He opened his thin lips slightly, his tone full of undisguised disgust: "I don't know him."

As soon as he finished speaking, he put down his knife and fork, picked up the napkin beside him and wiped the corners of his mouth. His movements were elegant but with a cold and hard feeling that made him feel distant. "And..."

He glanced at Jiang Ya, his eyes piercing like icicles. "Don't use that tone when you speak. It makes me physically uncomfortable."

The smile on Jiang Ya's face froze instantly, and her eyes suddenly turned red. She took two steps forward and cried, "Brother Qinghan, how could you say that to me?"

“Because I have no qualities.”

Quan Jiuxi couldn't help but chuckle.

In an instant, both of them looked at Quan Jiuxi.

Quan Jiuxi stood up the next second and said timidly, "Master, I'm sorry."

Jiang Ya forgot to wipe the tears from her face and stared blankly at Quan Jiuxi.

This woman actually has two faces? !