Strawberry Green's Work Flash Marriage, Dear Wife AA System Flash Marriage, Dear Wife AA System Volume 1 Chapter 10. Xia Si's Origin, Qiao Yunxue's Probe

  Staring blankly at the white paper lightly falling under Rong Qian's eyelids, Qiao Yunxue's mind immediately went completely blank, and all movements came to a halt. Her entire body stiffened involuntarily.

  Rong Qian also saw it, but was busy with the big things of passing on the family line, so he didn't pay attention to that piece of paper. However, when he glanced at "The Beginning of Man", his thin lips curled up, and his profound eyes fell on Qiao Yunxue's flustered eyes, lightly teasing her: "So, wife is also interested in this, wanting to get pregnant with a baby soon..."

  "Who would have thought!" Her face suddenly turned red, "Rong Qian, you mustn't be so evil." No way, she was younger than him and not as calm, she had to take a deep breath quickly.

  Ke Qiao Yunxue couldn't help but sneak a peek at that divorce agreement.

  "Cloud and snow?" A faint doubt, his long eyelashes fixed on her flashing and flustered eyes, Rong Qian's hand still lingered at her waist, a part of his body still inside hers. The warm body temperature almost merged into one piece.

  "I'm tired. How about... we do that tomorrow?" Qiao Yunxue forced a stiff smile, quietly pushing him away to gain some space. Her clear and distinct eyes secretly glanced at the powerful leg beside her - the contract was tightly tucked against his thigh. As soon as he moved, he would immediately touch it, and once he touched it, he would naturally discover what it was.

  For some reason, she didn't want Rong Qian to see it now.

  The ashes of love turned to smoke and disappeared, Qiao Yunxue's little brain was racing. She didn't think about anything else now, just wanted to hide the blank divorce agreement well. Rong Qian's eyes flashed: "You've been traveling for several days."

  In other words, they haven't had a marital life for a long time.

  "Ah, haha... that's it!" She couldn't calm down anymore, and awkwardly pulled herself out from under him, covering herself up. She casually picked up the magazine "Human Nature" beside her, turned around, quickly stuffed the blank divorce agreement into the magazine, then shoved it into her pillow, and sat there giggling, "Rong Qian, I'm tired!"

  For "The Beginning of Human" and that piece of paper, she actually made the half-done husband-and-wife life come to an abrupt end? Long eyelashes lightly swept over Qiao Yunxue's guilty-looking face, Rong Jian paused for a few seconds. His fingertips lightly brushed against her stiff waist, seemingly losing interest in intimacy, and finally lay down beside her.

  A wave of fatigue washed over her, and she closed her eyes halfway, but his fingertips were still teasing the area around her waist...

  He's like this, can she still sleep?

  Qiao Yunxue got up, propped up her chin, gritted her teeth and pinched the tip of his nose: "Rong Qian, it's late at night, you're not allowed to tempt me."

  "When... are you tempted?" Rong Qian raised an eyebrow lazily, his warm breath confusing her breathing, his tone gentle, "Are you tempted?"

  "Ah?" Qiao Yunxue's face immediately turned red as a pig's liver, and her hands immediately reached out to counterattack, but were pulled by Rong Qian into his arms, her entire body tightly embedded in his embrace.

  Her face was a little red, and she wanted to escape, but his broad chest slowly calmed her restless heart. Thinking about what had happened in the past few days, Qiao Yunxue felt a bit depressed and couldn't help but sigh.

  His fingertips brushed against her skin, Rong Qian's low voice was husky and sensual: "Tired from traveling?"

  "No." She leaned against his chest, but was thinking about how long this chest could be relied on. Her eyes were exceptionally bright in the night. After a while, she finally spoke out her concerns in a muffled tone, "Rong Qian, is it true that men in their twenties and thirties are the ones who need women the most?"

  "Ah, that's when a man's energy is at its peak." Rong Qian was taken aback, but suddenly curved the corners of his lips, and a faint joy spread across his heart. A woman with no evil intentions in her heart could ask such a question so directly...

  She nodded and continued to ask: "Then if he doesn't need women that much, does it mean there's something wrong with him psychologically or physically?"

  "Maybe......" Rong Qian withdrew his arm, somewhat distracted.

  "What's an example?" she asked quietly.

  "There are people who have hidden their love deep in their hearts; there are emotional knots that cannot be untied; they may not be certain about their feelings; or perhaps there are other various reasons." Rong Qian rarely explained so much.

  "I get it." Qiao Yunxue rubbed her nose, a crisp laugh coming from under the covers. "It seems that you men are even more complicated than us women! We women only need emotions, but you men want everything. I understand now - men are a woman's all, while women can only be a part of a man's life. Sigh, Rong Qian, it's good this way too. I'll never be able to hurt you, so I'm at peace. Hmm, I won't think about it anymore. Sleep."

  Her heart skipped a beat as Rong Qian couldn't help but gently plant a kiss on her forehead: "Silly girl..."

  "I'm not stupid. I just want to protect myself while not hurting you." Qiao Yunxue spoke up for the first time, refuting the "stupid girl" label, her voice surprisingly light and sincere, every word coming from the heart. "Rongqian, don't provoke Luo Shaofan again, we can't afford to mess with him. Your current job is going well, there's no need to let Luo Shaofan's matter disrupt your life. Really, you're a good person, a kind-hearted man! I don't want my presence to disturb your peaceful and simple life. Zhao Peirong has great taste, of course, I have even better taste. One glance and she grabbed onto you for marriage, but I'm the best!"

  She spoke with reason and calmness, obviously thoughts that had been deeply considered. Her tone was too light, which made it hard to guess what she was thinking. But the fact that she could say these things so calmly meant that she already regarded Rong Qian as a true family member.

  Gently loosen her clenched fist, playing with it, and teasingly said: "Why don't you say I'm a good husband..."

  "I'm going to sleep." Qiao Yunxue interrupted Rong Qian, turned over and smiled, "Sleep, sleep, there are still many things to deal with tomorrow!"

  Hmph, this good-tempered man obviously doesn't love her, so why does he always bring up those sensitive topics?

  And what about your husband?

  "Lu Shao Fan is not scary." Rong Qian said softly.

  Qiao Yunxue suddenly sat up, pulled her nightgown to cover herself, and glared at him with puffed cheeks: "I told you not to provoke him, but you still did. Why don't you listen? Rong Qian, if you go and provoke him again, I'll really get angry."

  She was indeed very angry, fell asleep quickly, turned her back to him, and stiffened her shoulders. But after being taken away to the villa for so many days, living in a state of tension all the time, suddenly relaxing, drowsiness quickly wrapped around her.

  In less than three minutes, Qiao Yunxue let out even breathing sounds.

  She who had always loved sleep, fell asleep.

  He gently stroked her long hair that reached down to her slender waist, and wrapped his arms around her delicate body. His slender fingers lightly pressed against her lips, where the bloodstain still remained.

  " Luo Shaofeng—— " With that bloody mark, his deep eyes became even more profound, and Rong Qian suddenly wrapped her arms tightly around his waist. The biting softness made him feel scorching hot and tense all over...

  This slender little waist is increasingly evoking his masculine wildness. And her small wild cat, swinging its sharp claws, has unknowingly retracted its claws in front of him.

  Did she fall in love with him? He didn't think so... but kind-hearted as she was, she truly hoped he would be better off.

  He reached under his pillow and pulled out "The Origin of Man"…

  The next day.

  "Sister-in-law?" Yanzi surprisingly knocked on the door without any shame early in the morning.

  Rong Qian hadn't gotten up yet when a calm voice came: "Yanzi, the door isn't closed."

  "Ah?" Swallow was startled and didn't quite understand Rong Qian's meaning, but she had already reflexively pushed open the door, with the result...

  "Sister-in-law you are so promiscuous——" Yanzhi's face suddenly turned bright red, and she quickly ran away.

  Sweeping her gaze over his half-exposed shoulders, Qiao Yunxue gritted her teeth and pounced on Rong Qian: "How did I seduce you?"

  With a gentle and subtle smile, he got out of bed: "This way, next time the swallow won't shout at the door."

  "Ah——" After messing around for half a day, it turned out to be this. Qiao Yunxue pouted her small mouth, but silently looked away - they would still have several next times.

  Out comes Swallow, pitifully waiting by the door: "Sister-in-law, I haven't had noodles for a whole year."

  "Stinky girl! There's no way you're as pitiful as you say." Qiao Yunxue snorted with laughter, quietly looking away, her eyes slightly moist.

  This spoiled little girl, she really can't bear to part with it.

  "It's Friday today, I'll just go back to work on Monday. See you!" After seeing off her siblings, Qiao Yunxue took her handbag and headed to Oil Painting Street. She vowed that she would return home in the afternoon to check on the whereabouts of the blank divorce agreement.

  Walking on Oil Painting Street, stepping in elegant steps, Qiao Yunxue felt that her old self had returned.

  "Yunxue is back!" A middle-aged woman greeted her.

  Qiao Yunxue smiled and replied, arriving at the Sunset Gallery, hugging her mother: "Mom, I almost got lost while traveling. Mom, how did you give birth to such a silly daughter?"

  "Really nothing?" Xia Xinqin hugged her daughter tightly, looking her up and down, so angry that she wanted to slap her, "You didn't even call us. Your father and I were worried to death. Rong Qian was also about to die of worry. You're really asking for a beating, luckily Rong Qian is such a good-tempered man. If it were someone else, they would have skinned you alive."

  Lao Ma nagged, Qiao Yunxue just smiled and didn't interrupt Lao Ma's education. She nodded and bowed, with an extremely good attitude. She absolutely didn't mention Luo Shaofan, not letting her parents get high blood pressure.

  "Oh, mom, why is this still black and white after all these years? I've never seen it before!" Qiao Yunxue snatched the photo from her mother's hand, trying to divert her attention.

  As expected, as soon as the photo was mentioned, Xia Xinqin stopped nagging and her expression softened a bit. She pointed to the photo and said: "This is the only photo I have left from my youth, it's my graduation photo from art school. I'd rather put it in a safe deposit box at the bank, of course I wouldn't just show it to anyone."

  Qiao Yunxue burst out laughing: "So mom was young once too. Mom, this person looks a bit like Jiang Qiong?" She furrowed her delicate eyebrows and stared at the photo.

  "It's not like that, it was originally Jiang Qiong, we were once the closest of sisters, but..." Xia Xinqin didn't continue.

  "Oh?" Qiao Yunxue stopped asking further.

  Xia Xinqin smiled: "These past few months, I've been thinking about someone who looks like a swallow. Now I finally remember. The swallow's pair of enchanting eyes resembles an old acquaintance of mine. That's why I dug out the photo to take a look."

  "Really? I've always wondered how beautiful Swallow's mother must be to give birth to such a beautiful girl like Swallow." Jo Yunxue looked at the photo with some surprise.

  The photo is a group photo, with over ten girls in it. Each person is holding a painting folder, revealing the pure and genuine smile of that era.

  Among them, a slender Danfeng eye is indeed similar to a swallow's eyes.

  It was strange that Qiao Yunxue actually felt that the young woman in the photo looked familiar.

  Xia Xinqin pointed at the girl with the phoenix eyes: "It's her, Xia Sisi. At that time, three of the most promising boys in our class fell in love with her simultaneously. We weren't allowed to date back then, and there were no romantic scandals in the whole school. So when she was being pursued, we all talked about it every day, thinking it was fun. We were all so envious of her, and the entire Xia family took pride in her."

  What's on your mind?

  Wasn't she the one who went with Rong Qian to Shenzhen and bought a big bunch of carnations to pay respects?

  Stunned, Qiao Yunxue stared at the beautiful woman for a long time, imagining her story. If she wasn't mistaken, that was not only Yanzi's biological mother but also Rongqian's biological mother.

  Her mother-in-law.

  Moreover, she remembered that the woman in the photo in Rong Qian's wallet had a pair of captivating phoenix eyes.

  It turned out that the photo Rong Qian had in his wallet was actually of his mother. Suddenly, he felt a little relieved.

  "What a pity that beauty is short-lived." Xia Xinqin sighed, "Among our group of people, she was the first to leave this world. Being loved by one man is happiness, but being loved by three men is a kind of suffering."

  Just then, Qiao Yunxue suddenly stood up. She pursed her red lips tightly, standing at the door, calmly staring at the Mercedes parked in front of the sunset gallery.

  What's Luo Shaofan?

  Luo Shaofeng lowered the car window, her long eyes fixed on her tense face. Suddenly, she smiled and stepped on the accelerator to leave.

  "Director Luo, aren't we going to inspect?" An assistant reminded from beside him.

  Luo Shaofan smiled faintly: "No need. What we need now is to speed up. The pace of the capital is getting faster and faster, and we are already lagging behind. No need to inspect again, submit the plan directly tomorrow, and implement the on-site strategy immediately."

  Back to the villa, a beautiful woman with hunched shoulders and back stood at the door. As soon as she saw Luo Shaofan, she immediately ran over and rushed up: "Luo Shaofan, I want to see the baby."

  As if nothing had happened, Luo Shaofeng stepped on the accelerator and sped into the villa.

  "Shaofan, I love you!" Su Qinglan desperately pounded on the electric door. "Let me see the baby. The baby is not only yours, but also mine. Shaofan, the baby has the blood of both of us."

  The Mercedes-Benz stopped, and Luo Shaofeng walked over, cold and distant, looking down on him: "Of course, the baby has our two families' bloodlines. Otherwise, you wouldn't be able to stand in front of me today? But I've always been curious, how did you get pregnant back then?"

  One sentence made Su Qinglan take a step back. She shrank her body, biting her lip: "For the sake of our child, can't you be a little kinder to me? I don't want your money. Shao Fan, I'm from a poor background, I can endure hardship, and I don't need to live the life of a wealthy young mistress. I don't care about the money in those agreements, I can give it all up. All I want is to be your wife and a good mother to our child."

  "You don't want my money?" Luo Shaofeng sneered, coldly glancing at Su Qinglan. "This kind of joke is very unpleasant to hear. Listening to your jokes, I'd rather listen to Rong Qian's, although they're cold, at least they have some flavor."

  "No, you don't understand me." Su Qinglan shrank back a bit, timidly. "Qiao Yunxue already has Rong Qian in her heart, why are you still getting involved? Shao Fan, the three of us can live very happily together."

  "Oh? You sent someone to follow me, you're happy, but I'm not. What does Qiao Yunxue's matter have to do with you? She won't fall in love with Rong Qian." Luo Shaofan sneered slightly and left elegantly without wasting any more time.

  Su Qinglan glared at Luo Shaofan's carefree back with a scowl.

  Sunset Gallery.

  Xia Xinqin put away the photos, walked to the door, gazed at the distant Mercedes-Benz, and gently patted her daughter's shoulder: "Lu Shao Fan shouldn't bother us again, great!"

  "Hmm. I should just stay at home." That way, he won't have a chance, right? Qiao Yunxue wasn't as optimistic as her mother, after all, it wouldn't be too difficult for Luo Shaofan to find a way to take her away again.

  "Aren't you going to work today?" Xia Xinqin asked in puzzlement.

  "Hmm." Qiao Yunxue responded, entering and directly helping her mother organize the oil paintings. She casually asked, "Mom, if a man who wants a baby can't get one, will he and his wife eventually become resentful of each other?"

  "Yunxue?" Xia Xinqin was shocked, staring at her daughter in astonishment, unable to utter a single word.

  Qiao Yunxue smiled slightly: "Look at mom's guts, a mouse's guts. I was just casually saying something."

  "You scared me to death." Xia Xinqin clutched her chest, staring at her daughter in exasperation. "Don't think nonsense. Rong Qian is fine, you shouldn't be ungrateful."

  "I know Qian Rou is not bad!" Qiao Yun Xue smiled slightly, "Mom, I'm very good to Qian Rou, almost loving him to death. What are you worried about? I won't say anymore, I have to go book a restaurant for lunch, I'll invite the director's daughter."

  Qiao Yunxue ran upstairs to make a phone call, then came bouncing back down, laughing: "Mom, I forgot my wallet. I have to go get it. See you later!"

  It was forgetting her wallet, but more importantly, she suddenly remembered "The Beginning of Human". Now Rong Qian and Yan Zi are both at work, it's best for her to go back and think things through carefully.

  Since that night when she followed Rong Qian, Qiao Yunxue never wore three-inch high heels again. Wearing sneakers, she walked very quickly and in just over ten minutes, she was already standing in the master bedroom. She pounced on the pillow like a bird, her hands stuffed underneath.

  She took out "The Beginning of Humanity", and Qiao Yunxue happily opened the book, only to find that the blank divorce agreement she had inserted inside was gone.

  Standing in the middle of the house, Qiao Yunxue stared blankly at the magazine.

  Where is the signed agreement?

  It had miraculously disappeared. From the kitchen to the living room, from the study to the nursery, from the master bedroom to the secondary bedroom, she searched for more than half a day, but still couldn't find any trace of that piece of paper.

  Three hours later, Qiao Yunxue left home with nothing and rushed to the reserved restaurant.

  Will Rong Qian come?

  Rong Qian's arrival is very important. Of course, if he definitely doesn't come, she and Zhao Peirong might be able to discuss things earlier.

  At the door, Qiao Yunxue caught sight of Zhao Peirong sitting leisurely in the dining room.

  Rong Qian hasn't arrived yet.

  Qiao Yunxue smiled slightly, and the director's daughter was indeed the director's daughter. Sitting there was a scenery in itself. She sipped water delicately, elegant and refined, with a very distinguished air about her.

  "Hey——" Qiao Yunxue walked with big strides and waved at Zhao Peirong from afar, "Hello Miss Zhao!"

  "What's wrong with you? Where is Rong Qian?" Zhao Peirong was shocked.

  "Rong Qian might have missed an appointment." Qiao Yunxue smiled and sat down across from her, propping up her cheek to examine Zhao Peirong. Upon reflection, Zhao Peirong and Rong Qian were indeed quite a good match.

  "If Rong Qian doesn't come, I'm leaving." Zhao Peirong stood up, every move full of disdain towards Qiao Yunxue, her perfectly embroidered eyebrows always raised high, showing off her temperament and not hiding her contempt for Qiao Yunxue.

  It's impossible for Zhao Peiru, a dignified female anchor, to sit down with her "lover" and discuss the man she has a crush on.

  Xiao Yin looked at Zhao Peirong with a smile, Qiao Yunxue's eyebrows and eyes curved as she rubbed her nose: "Rong Jian was injured and is now in the hospital."

  Before the words had fallen, Zhao Peirong's face changed greatly, and she grabbed her handbag and left. Her posture, which was usually not beyond a certain degree, gave people a sense of stumbling.

  Looking at Zhao Peirong's awkward movements, Qiao Yunxue's eyes were a bit dull. She poured herself a glass of water and drank it slowly. Suddenly, she put it down again, holding the cup with both hands in a daze.

  A faint voice came from beside Zhao Peirong's ear: "Which hospital is he in?"

  Taking a sip, Qiao Yunxue tilted her head and stared at Zhao Peirong: "It seems... you really love Rong Qian."

  Zhao Peirong's face had a faint red glow, but her anxious expression remained: "Can you tell me quickly which hospital Rong Qian is in now?"

  "Nothing's wrong, I was just kidding." Qiao Yunxue smiled faintly, "Yeah, I was just kidding you."

  "You..." Zhao Peirong suddenly looked away, her face flushing with anger. "Why did you do this? You're someone's mistress, are you really so bored?"

  "I want to see if you really love Rong Qian." Qiao Yunxue smiled faintly, "Not asking where it hurts, whether it will affect your whole life, but directly running to the hospital... You really do love him. Does Miss Zhao love babies?"

  "All women love babies." Zhao Peirong snorted in disdain, looking down on this superficial question.

  Qiao Yunxue stared at the water cup in a daze, her eyes gradually becoming moist: "He also loves the baby very much... You should smile more, Rong Qian likes women who smile. I believe you can bring happiness to Rong Qian... I'm leaving, don't tell Rong Qian that I've seen you."