That's What Villains Are Like

"Actually, it's because I'm alone now and I don't have any cultivation skills at all. Even if I want to touch Miss Su, I'm powerless."

Jiang Lan sighed, looking helpless and regretful.

When Su Qinghan heard this, he couldn't help but think of the frivolous incident by him in Xueyue Pavilion during the day. His silver teeth were slightly bitten, and a hint of embarrassment appeared in his cold eyes.

What does it mean to be alone and helpless?

Weren't there just the two of them at that time?

Telling lies with her eyes open, she finally saw it tonight.

"I wonder what I have to do before Mr. Jiang is willing to let me go?" Su Qinghan took a deep breath to regain his composure.

"Leave it alone, it will sound too hard to hear."

Jiang Lan shook his head gently, turned around, and tapped the jade table slowly with his long fingers, "Why don't Miss Su consider the conditions that I proposed during the day? Look at your father, if you hadn't been in time Stand up and save your sister, he probably wants to give your sister to me as a concubine."

"You probably don't want to see your sister being pushed into the fire pit, right?"

Su Qinghan froze for a moment, then moved his glossy red lips, almost making his delicate body tremble with anger.

Thinking that she had already cursed "shameless" just now, she took back these two words.

She never expected that Jiang Lan could say this so calmly and shamelessly. Even he himself knew that he was a "fire pit"?

However, the more Jiang Lan said this, the more certain she became about the many speculations and associations in her mind.

Maybe what she said and did next was a bit bold, but she had to give it a try.

At this moment, Su Qinghan took a deep breath again.

Those beautiful jade-like pupils reflected Jiang Lan’s handsome face and said directly,

"Young Master Jiang is the only son of the Prime Minister. He is rich and noble. Why should he bother a weak woman like Qinghan?"

"Although Qinghan is somewhat pretty, he is also self-aware. Mr. Jiang, a person like you, has seen countless beauties from heaven. Who does Qinghan count among them?"

Sure enough, since ancient times, no one believes the truth, only routines win people's hearts.

Jiang Lan clicked her tongue in her heart.

However, he still said slowly and calmly, "Miss Su should be more confident in herself. From the perspective of the three thousand women below, your appearance can be ranked at the forefront in the whole of Daxia. Not to mention your eternity. But it’s easy to dominate one’s reputation.”

What he said was indeed not nonsense.

After all, Su Qinghan is the heroine who spent the most time writing in the original plot. The description of her appearance is not overwhelming, but it's pretty close.

"Qinghan is really lucky to be praised so much by Young Master Jiang."

Although Jiang Lan praised her beauty, Su Qinghan was not stupid enough to really think that Jiang Lan was fascinated by her beauty.

You can just listen to such words casually, especially if they come from his mouth.

If she hadn't experienced what happened during the day, she might still think that Jiang Lan was a sensual, uneducated second generation ancestor.

But now that she has been in contact with him... she just feels that he is deep-minded, unpredictable, and extremely dangerous. It is best to keep a distance and give him a wide berth.

"Since you feel lucky, why does Miss Su keep rejecting my kindness?" Jiang Lan looked at her with interest.

"Qinghan has a poor life and a poor fortune. He can't climb the high branches right in front of him..." Su Qinghan shook his head.

Jiang Lan's smile faded and she interrupted, "Miss Su, do you think you don't know how to appreciate someone?"

"If Mr. Jiang insists on forcing Qinghan, then Qinghan would rather die here."

Su Qinghan raised her beautiful face as clear as jade and spoke in a cold and firm tone.

The black hair fluttered in the night wind, making the look on her face look more determined.

The reason why she said this was actually gambling.

Bet on all her previous guesses and associations, bet on what she thought she knew about Jiang Lan...

"Miss Su, do you know what you are talking about?"

Hearing this, Jiang Lan no longer had a smile on his face.

His eyes seemed to become a little cold at this moment, and his tone became a little indifferent, "No one in the huge Daxia Dynasty has ever dared to reject me like this."

"Do you know the consequences of this?"

"I know, no matter what the consequences, Qinghan will accept it."

Su Qinghan's expression did not change, and he still looked determined.

Even in the face of Jiang Lan's gaze, he tried his best to remain calm and collected without any panic.

If she guessed wrong, the worst possible outcome would be death, and she already had the worst outcome in mind.

This was a big gamble for her.

"Pa bang bang..."

"A good person would rather die than this."

The next moment, Su Qinghan's expected anger did not appear.

Jiang Lan instead clapped her hands and smiled lightly, "Miss Su is really different, brave and resourceful. No wonder she was accepted as a disciple by the Dao Cang Sword Sect."

"However, I actually still appreciate your aloof and aloof appearance during the day, but now you are hypocritical..."

"People change." Su Qinghan said bluntly.

Seeing Jiang Lan's appearance, she knew she had made the right bet.

But she was still a little confused about Jiang Lan's words, who was from the Dao Cang Sword Sect?

Does that refer to her master?

But to the son of the Prime Minister, even being the leader of the Dao Cang Sword Sect is nothing.

But at this time, there was no time for her to think too much.

Jiang Lan smiled, sat down and sighed, "What you said makes me look a little boring."

"How are you so sure that I won't embarrass you?"

Su Qinghan's eyes fell on his face, and her tone rarely contained a hint of admiration at this moment, "As the old saying goes, a gentleman will desecrate himself and hide his inferiority."

"Knowing the whiteness and guarding the blackness is the way of the world. It is the way of the world. Always be virtuous and not indifferent, and return to the infinite."

"During the day, Young Master Jiang used his body as a bait to induce Lin Fan to show up and take action. Only then was he forced to treat me frivolously, forcing Lin Fan to be angry and letting him show his flaws. At the dinner banquet at night, the great scholar Zhao Tianhe was present, and Young Master Jiang deliberately committed suicide. Zangzhuo, asking me to accompany you to pour wine, is actually just to cover up your words..."

Everyone thought that the son of the Prime Minister was just a sensual, uneducated and good-for-nothing second generation ancestor. Even she thought so at first.

It wasn't until after the contact that she fully understood that this so-called "trash" was actually just Jiang Lanliu's disguise for the worldly appearance.

Today, the power of the prime minister's country is overwhelming, and the imperial power is on the sidelines. Within the territory of Daxia, the powerful clans and sects of the aristocratic families are intertwined and entangled at every step.

If the son of the Prime Minister was not a trash known to the world, I am afraid that today's Great Xia would have been in chaos and turmoil.

The royal family has trouble sleeping and eating. How can they live in such peace? It is estimated that they have already started many internal fights because they are afraid of the power of the prime minister.

Once Daxia falls into internal strife, it will inevitably lead to separatism and division.

The other dynasties and foreign races will definitely take advantage of the situation. From then on, Daxia will weaken and it will definitely no longer have the grand scene of thousands of dynasties coming to worship in the past.

It may even disappear and be completely destroyed.