Chapter 3: Qin Monong, Truly So Gentle!

Lin Yang pressed Qin Mo Nong down with all his strength, stripping off his shirt to bind her hands.

"You bastard, let me go or else... mmm..." Qin Mo Nong's scolding words were cut off, her mouth silenced, leaving her only able to make muffled sounds.

She struggled fiercely, never expecting that the usually timid and weak Lin Yang would suddenly become so forceful.

Her resistance was utterly futile!

Qin Mo Nong paid for her actions—the forbidden place untouched by any man for twenty years was now invaded by Lin Yang.

Two years of pent-up anger and humiliation exploded in Lin Yang; he knew nothing of gentleness, venting himself with heavy, ruthless force.

At first, Qin Mo Nong fought desperately, but soon tasted a sweetness, a pleasure and excitement she could not suppress—body and mind alike. After all, she had been barren for twenty years, untouched by any man.

Yet she couldn't understand: Lin Yang had supposedly been crippled, so how could he be so vigorous and fierce?

Though she was ashamed and furious, she could not hide the pleasure released by her body's instincts.

It was just as the old saying goes: when you cannot resist, learn to enjoy.

After a long time, with a beast-like growl, Lin Yang vented all his accumulated rage and humiliation.

Qin Mo Nong's eyes brimmed with tears, lying powerless on the sofa, feeling as if her limbs would fall apart.

"You little beast, get off me!" she spat.

As the afterglow faded, only anger and murderous intent remained in Qin Mo Nong's heart.

Alas, she was too weak now; otherwise, she would have immediately taken a knife to hack Lin Yang to pieces.

Lin Yang calmed down, entering a sage-like state; his anger dissipated, but he did not regret what he'd done.

Because Qin Mo Nong truly was irresistible.

His original plan to beat her and gouge out her eyes no longer seemed possible.

Though this manner was wild and savage, it was still the best and most satisfying revenge for her—and for Qin Yanran.

"Qin Mo Nong, our accounts are settled. I give you one week—hand over Xingyao Group. It doesn't belong to you; I must take it back! And if I discover you had anything to do with my parents' deaths, I will kill you!"

"You brat, you dare threaten me? You think you can take back your inheritance? I will make sure you don't live to see tomorrow!" Qin Mo Nong roared.

"Is that so? Try it, see if you can kill me," Lin Yang retorted, putting on his clothes and walking out with a flourish.

Qin Mo Nong, furious, found her body mottled with bruises and bite marks, especially her proud, shapely rear, now red, swollen, and burning from Lin Yang's blows.

Hissing in pain as she sat, she drew a sharp breath.

No one had dared treat her like this in twenty years!

Though, strangely, it had been thrilling—but Lin Yang still deserved to die.

"I wanted to spare your life, but now you seek death yourself—I will oblige you!"

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Qin Mo Nong's eyes glinted with murderous intent.

First, she called Qin Yu Yan to tell her Lin Yang was still alive.

"That blind dog—he really is hard to kill, still not dead!" Qin Yu Yan cursed over the phone.

"Yu Yan, I think he's changed, he's not the same as before!" Qin Mo Nong puzzled, rubbing her burning rear, unable to understand how Lin Yang, who'd been worse off than a dog in their house for two years, could change so much overnight.

"What difference could there be? No matter how he changes, he's still a blind useless fool," Qin Yu Yan said contemptuously.

Qin Mo Nong couldn't say outright that Lin Yang had forced himself upon her—her daughter must never know.

"He's like a mad dog now, capable of anything. Be careful, he might come for revenge!" Qin Mo Nong warned.

Qin Yu Yan burst out laughing.

"Mom... are you alright? He dares to try revenge on me? Even if he did, do you think I'd be afraid? I could easily beat him to death!" she scoffed.

"He's back, isn't he? I'm coming home right now—let's see how I deal with him!"

"Don't come home! I'll arrange for someone to deal with him. Stay at school and don't move," Qin Mo Nong ordered. She couldn't let her daughter see her in this state.

If Qin Yu Yan found out her mother had been violated by the man she despised most, Qin Mo Nong couldn't imagine if she'd go mad on the spot.

After hanging up, Qin Mo Nong called the housekeeper.

"Lin Yang isn't dead. Go find him now, kill him, and bring his head to me. I won't hold your past actions against you," she said.

Wang Hui Rong replied, "Madam, didn't you always forbid his death?"

Last night, Wang Hui Rong had thrown Lin Yang into the river. When Qin Mo Nong returned and learned of it, she was furious, scolding Qin Yanran and expelling the loyal housekeeper she'd had for years.

Qin Mo Nong was angry because she wouldn't tolerate anyone disobeying her orders.

Wang Hui Rong could only follow her commands, not Qin Yanran's—her authority was absolute.

"I want him dead now!" Qin Mo Nong said coldly.

Her greatest rage was that her noble body had been tainted by the weakest, most useless man—Lin Yang must be torn apart!

The great man who violated her years ago, she still could not avenge.

But Lin Yang was different—a blind, worthless fool. How dare he defile her? It was the greatest humiliation!

"Understood," Wang Hui Rong replied.

Lin Yang left the Qin villa and headed straight for Pegasus Mountain Cemetery.

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For two years, he had been under the control of the Qin women, unable to visit his parents’ graves.

Pegasus Mountain Cemetery was the finest in Luocheng; only the wealthy or noble could be buried there.

Qin Mo Nong herself had chosen the burial site.

Arriving at the grave, Lin Yang found fresh flowers and offerings—someone had paid respects earlier that day.

"Who could have come to honor my parents?" he wondered. He had no close relatives in Luocheng—only the Qin women and the Liu family, to whom he was betrothed.

The Qin women would never visit the graves, and the Liu family likely wouldn't either.

Liu Chengzhi and Lin Yang’s father, Lin Haoxuan, had been sworn brothers, starting businesses together. Liu Chengzhi failed repeatedly, owing millions.

Lin Haoxuan’s company thrived, growing larger. Later, Lin Haoxuan paid Liu Chengzhi’s debts and helped him start anew, supporting him until Liu Chengzhi’s company finally succeeded.

Liu Chengzhi then suggested the families marry, promising his daughter Liu Fuyu to Lin Yang, arranging a childhood betrothal.

But after Lin Haoxuan and his wife met their end, the Lin family collapsed, and Liu Chengzhi turned his back. Shortly after the funeral, he ended the engagement, severing all ties.

Now, Liu Chengzhi was a renowned entrepreneur in Luocheng, his family prosperous and powerful.

"Father, Mother, I'm sorry—I haven't come to see you in two years," Lin Yang knelt before the tomb, unable to hold back his tears.

"I swear, I will uncover the truth behind the accident. If someone harmed you, I will avenge you."

"The Qin and Liu families have hearts of wolves and dogs, thankless and cruel—I won't let any of them go!"

"How ridiculous—those two families could crush you with a flick of their finger," a mocking voice sounded from behind.

Lin Yang wiped his tears and turned to see three people: an elderly man in his sixties, a middle-aged man, and a beautiful young woman with an outstanding presence.

"Who are you?" he asked.

"Who I am is none of your concern. But if I’m not mistaken, you’re Qin Mo Nong’s adopted son, aren’t you?" Murong Wan’er sneered.

Lin Yang frowned. "What business is it of yours?"

"I just can’t stand people with no ability, who can only boast in front of the dead," Murong Wan’er said arrogantly.

"Wan’er! Enough," Murong Zhang scolded the girl sternly, then spoke to Lin Yang, "Forgive her, young man. She’s spoiled and her words are rude. Please don’t take it to heart."

Lin Yang glanced at Murong Zhang and immediately sensed he was no ordinary man. The middle-aged man beside him had sharp eyes, steady breath, and slightly protruding temples—clearly a master.