Chapter 539 - 263: Your Nephew Sold Himself to Me
Qian Chen’s third uncle is named Qian Yue, said to be quite a young and talented artist, obsessed with painting, gentle and courteous, with a remarkably handsome face that many lovestruck girls fell for at first glance. Although born into a prominent political family, he is quite a pure person who dislikes scheming, and his passion for the military is lukewarm; only painting occupies his mind.
According to online investigations and Qian Chen’s own account, Qian Chen’s third uncle—Qian Yue, should be a graceful and gentle handsome man, right? Well, Su Jiameng clearly overimagined things. Confronted with Qian Yue’s true appearance, she deeply understood the meaning of "imagination kills," as the gap between reality and imagination is extraordinarily vast!
Su Jiameng noticed the drastic change in Qian Chen’s expression and gaze, and couldn’t help but exclaim, "Is this... your third uncle?"
Currently, Qian Yue looks no better than those homeless men, exuding an unbelievably strong smell of alcohol from head to toe. His skin emits a sour stench that can be smelled from afar. It’s hard to tell how long it’s been since this guy last bathed... His face is covered in a thick beard with some colorful vomit stuck on it, probably from drinking too much and vomiting it out?
Oh, speaking of vomit, it seems there’s a puddle of vomit-like substance where he is lying now. Su Jiameng couldn’t help but want to touch her forehead.
Suddenly recalling the scene when she first saw Qian Chen, she instantly realized that the uncle-nephew pair isn’t totally unreasonable in their kinship. Temperaments are identical, habits are identical! These two are ridiculously in sync!
"Drinking until completely wasted... looking at him so utterly drunk, I bet he’s out of his mind, too?" Su Jiameng discreetly distanced herself a little, asking Qian Chen in a questioning tone, "Do you mind if I inject him with a strong quick sobering agent? Although a bit painful, it works fast!"
Qian Chen suddenly remembered something, his face turning extremely odd.
Regardless of Su Jiameng, Changxi, or Su Mo, these three love using quite extreme methods to force others to do things they don’t want to do. For instance, Su Jiameng would drag him into intense training, and once he was exhausted, she would casually jab him with a needle to restore his energy and continue the torture... This person hasn’t even passed the nurse qualification exam, damn it, blindly jabbing people like this really won’t cause any issues?
"Don’t worry, it’s just a bit painful, no other issues." The simple needles of the future world are very easy to use, merely small long needles that dissolve rapidly once injected into the body... It’s just a usual method of injection, something the average person can do themselves.
With Qian Chen turning a blind eye, Su Jiameng gave Qian Yue a jab, and quite wisely let Qian Chen hold the other tightly, even covering his mouth dead tight. Very quickly, the thoroughly drunk third uncle Qian Yue woke up amidst intense pain...
This kind of powerful drug typically carries a very strong sensory effect, sometimes even used as a tool for interrogation...
Originally deep in drunkenness, in his dreams, the Qian Family hadn’t yet encountered such chaotic situations, everything was well. He hadn’t met Jin Baorong yet, his older brother was still honest and gentle, his second brother was still ambitious, and he himself was lost in the beauty of the landscape...
He was working on a painting he was incredibly satisfied with when suddenly his right arm experienced a tearing pain, the scene before him changed instantly, spinning back into darkness. After a long while, his senses gradually regained normalcy, and his vision slowly cleared.
"Awake yet? Don’t try speaking, I have some questions for you, just answer truthfully."
Still puzzled, a woman in tight combat attire appeared before him, her features were indeed refined, but the bellicose aura surrounding her and her sinister smile made Qian Yue feel uncomfortable. He tried moving his body and found he couldn’t move at all.
Only then did he realize his current predicament, body restricted, mouth unable to open, must he just leave his fate to fate?
"Your name is Qian Yue?" The woman smiled widely, yet it made one feel a chill down their spine, "Do you have a nephew named Qian Chen? Do you know... how much you’ve tormented him? Away from home, all family gone, nowhere to turn, have you ever considered that?"
Hearing this, Qian Chen’s arm involuntarily trembled, his gaze flickering with inexplicable emotions.
Unexpectedly, Qian Yue’s response far exceeded their expectations, he began to struggle intensely, continuously making "mmm-mmm-mmm" sounds, clearly having something to say. Su Jiameng frowned, "Do you want to speak? Let me be blunt, you can talk, but don’t shout and attract outside attention. Otherwise, I have plenty of ways to send you to the Western Heaven!"