The rich young master of a wealthy family is getting divorced, this isn't news at all.

  "Rong Qian......" Is it really impossible? Qiao Yunxue was troubled.

  Five days in a month, or five days a week, this evening has not been settled yet.

  However, Rong Qian said that the four words "if not pregnant" made her heart skip a beat. Every time she thought of these four words, she would unconsciously let Rong Qian get closer to her...

  The man's self-esteem was strong, and she was willing to protect the self-esteem of the man who would marry her without saying a word. She repeatedly distanced herself from him, but he gave her infinite tolerance. Although he didn't smile or speak, his warm gaze swept over her, and she unknowingly felt at ease.

  But it's been several months, why isn't there any movement in her belly? With so many people winning the lottery just once, why is it so hard for her to get pregnant? Because she didn't conceive, her mindset underwent a subtle change, no longer entangled with having children, but began to worry about not getting pregnant.

  Why don't we buy a lottery ticket next time and test our luck?

  One morning, she ate half of her noodles and put down her chopsticks, furrowing her brow: "Rong Qian, is there something wrong with my body?"

  Rong Qian's dark pupils deepened slightly: "You're very healthy. Medically speaking, if you haven't conceived within a year, that's when we start considering whether there's an issue with your body." This was both consolation and not quite consolation. She had a broad-minded attitude, and her body was indeed very healthy - she wouldn't even catch the flu.

  "Otherwise, I'll go for a check." Qiao Yunxue bit her chopsticks, thinking and suggesting, "If there's really a problem, it's better to treat it early."

  Swallow shook his head vigorously: "No way! Brother, didn't you try hard enough......"

  Rong Qian's gaze swept over, and Yan Zi immediately closed her small mouth tightly, focusing on eating her noodles.

  Rong Qian's gaze fell on Qiao Yunxue's calm face.

  If you go and ask...

  "Let's talk about it later!" He said calmly, "The two of us will go and check. Maybe it's my problem."

  Qiao Yun's calm demeanor soothed him, and he unknowingly calmed down: "Mm!"

  It feels like a weight has been lifted off my mind after discussing it. After finishing the meal and putting down chopsticks, Rong Qian hasn't finished eating yet!

  Qiao Yunxue supported her cheek with her hand, staring blankly at his elegant eating posture, somewhat dazed. His elegant demeanor and calm expression made her vaguely realize that maybe she was the one who had done something wrong.

  A man with such deep eyes, how could he be stupid? But... the him she saw walking through this door a few months ago was indeed clumsy, her account book can testify to how many things he had destroyed.

  What kind of family can raise such a humble and clumsy man?

  She turned around and asked Yanzi: "Yanzi, where's your dad?"

  That young stepmother is really hard to ask, but their father should be able to ask, right?

  Swallow seemed to choke, and secretly glanced at Rong Qian before carefully saying: "My dad is in Shenzhen now."

  Qiao Yunxue felt a bit depressed: "Rong Qian, Shenzhen is not far away. Shouldn't we go see Dad? We've been married for so long and didn't take the initiative to visit our elders, are we being impolite? Do we really have to give birth to a baby before seeing your dad?"

  Rong Qian paused for a moment, put down his chopsticks: "At the latest by New Year's, I'll take you to see Dad."

  Yun Xue touched her nose and remained silent. Perhaps Rong Qian didn't like seeing his father. After all, the existence of that young stepmother must have a different story. Thinking of this, she smiled with pursed lips, "Yanzi, why do I feel that your family is even more complicated than those wealthy aristocratic families?"

  "It's not complicated." The swallow smiled mischievously. "Just a dad, a stepmom, an older brother, a younger brother, and me."

  It's also true that every ordinary family has its own unsolvable problems. Qiao Yunxue stopped worrying about this and went back to her room to grab her bag and head to work.

  "I'll send you off." Rong Qian also returned to his room, standing in front of the mirror to tidy up. The faint scent of Gucci Pour Homme wafted through the air, mixed with his unique masculine smell. It smelled great and made one's thoughts wander, unknowingly stirring up a different kind of emotion.

  Qiao Yunxue couldn't help but turn her head back. Suddenly, she turned around and helped him put on his suit, buttoning it up one by one.

  Looking down at her from a high place, she has a broad forehead and long eyebrows. She is intelligent, but also somewhat eccentric. Of course, an intelligent woman is slightly eccentric, but her eccentricity is a kind of intentional mental seal.

  She didn't want to think in a direction she didn't hope for.

  Now, as the president, his identity is well-known in the Beijing headquarters. Facing her, there's always a possibility of being exposed. It wasn't intentional concealment at first, but after such a long time without explanation, it became deliberate concealment to her.

  This is a bit of a tricky situation.

  He suddenly grasped her fingertips which were resting on his second button: "What are you thinking?"

  His second button was at the heart position, and she was thinking about what kind of woman used to live here. But she raised her head, smiled lightly: "There are so many women who flirt with you every day, I really don't know if you've been promoted now, or if there are always women around you."

  His black pupils flashed, and his voice without temperature spread: "It's okay, your flying kiss can defeat them."

  "Ah——" Her hand trembled slightly, almost tearing off his second button. Unconsciously thinking of Zhao Peirong, that woman's persistence was worth learning from, always keeping in touch with Rong Jian at a distance.

  "The little tadpoles have all been left at home, and are being taken care of by their wives." Rong Qian said in a low voice.

  "Rong Qian——" She stomped her foot and stopped caring about his buttons, grabbed her handbag and rushed out.

  The swallow naturally heard everything and lay in the living room, pounding on the sofa with a loud laugh.

  Vessel

  She glanced down and buttoned up half of her buttons, pulled at the corners of her mouth, and slowly fastened them.

  "Come on, Swallow is still smiling and suggests: "Brother, you say, the baby born by you and your wife, is it more lovely or more black-bellied? Haha, will it be both lovely and black-bellied, it must be fun..."

  Rong Qian raised an eyebrow: "Yanzi, you should find a man to fall in love with."

  ...Yanzi immediately took two or three steps and rushed into the bedroom, then grabbed her personal belongings and ran to work.

  Speechless, staring at the back of his sister who didn't know the taste of worry, he shook his head slightly. Rong Qian took the car key and strode away. Going downstairs, getting into the Audi, the little woman in front was clearly dawdling, seemingly giving him a chance to hurry up and pick up the beauty.

  Her dark pupils were slightly deep, her humble lips curled up slightly, he really didn't expect that she would be so reserved, so lovely. He thought it shouldn't appear on her, but it did, not at all pretentious. A little strange...

  When he saw her in Tibet, he recognized that she was Luo Shaofeng's runaway fiancée. He naturally understood that she was the woman Luo Shaofeng had treasured for eight years. As a mature man, Luo Shaofeng certainly knew how to cherish a beautiful and lovely woman.

  He never expected her to be as innocent and lively as an eighteen-year-old girl, so he was well-prepared. But apparently... she was unexpectedly lovely.

  He stepped on the accelerator and stopped in front of her ten seconds later, opening the car door.

  "If you laugh at me again, I won't talk to you anymore!" she said intentionally.

  Rong Qian smiled faintly: "Don't make fun of me."

  "That's good." She obediently sat down.

  Rong Qian added calmly: "It's all lung fu words. I've slowly gotten used to tracheitis..." She would understand that this tracheitis is the legendary wife's strict control.

  Qiao Yunxue pinched his waist.

  "Waist... is related to wife's happiness." Rong Qian reminded in a cold tone.

  Qiao Yunxue punched him in frustration, but ended up covering her own face.

  He handed her into the Moonflower Garden, turned and left, watching in the rearview mirror as she bounced into the sales office.

  When she first married him, her steps weren't so light and happy...

  She has changed.

  Great!

  The Moonlight now has very few unsold units left.

  That is to say, Qiao Yunxue being absent from work for a day or half a day is not a big deal at all. After all, there's Lin Xiaomei helping out at the sales office and Rong Qian covering for her upstairs. With loyal friends by your side and a boss who's also your husband, life is usually happy.

  However, she happened to be a masochist and didn't like skipping work, so she reported to work every day.

  As soon as she walked into the office, Lin Xiaomei winked at her: "I'm telling you, Long Ji has changed a lot recently!"

  "Oh, it's none of my business." Qiao Yunxue directly ignored it. Some things, she had to make herself completely forget or distance herself from.

  Lin Xiaomei smiled secretly: "The changes in Beijing are also great."

  "Oh, really?" Qiao Yunxue immediately became interested. Beijing is now her breadwinner, and she must care about it. With the high commission for these two months, she has already saved enough education fund for her baby. They are three-year and five-year fixed deposits, just looking at them makes her feel comfortable.

  Unfortunately, she is not using contraception now, but the baby does not want to be with her.

  But for Rong Qian, for her mother, she had to work hard to have a baby. As soon as she thought of Rong Qian's "if", she felt a little heartache, such a loyal and reliable man, how could he have that "if". To put his mind at ease, she also had to get pregnant early.

  What's more, his father also wants a grandson. Alas, she feels a bit pressured.

  "Hey, have you heard that the big piece of land next to the municipal government building is going up for auction soon?" Lin Xiaomei winked at her, "That's a plum assignment, I've heard that before the bidding starts, several parties are secretly using their connections to jockey for position, but in the end, it all comes down to who has the most silver to throw around."

  "That's normal." Qiao Yunxue didn't think it was strange at all. The real estate industry had been making exorbitant profits over the past two years, and things were always murky.

  "Uh-huh, that's right." Lin Xiaomei analyzed, "Everyone says the most likely outcome is a showdown between Jinghua and Longji. Also, have you heard that Changhong seems to be growing rapidly and may become a third force?"

  "Chang Hong?" Qiao Yunxue rubbed her nose, "Quick? How come I didn't know any of this news?"

  Lin Xiaomei hummed: "You're now just entangled with Mr. Rong, wanting to be good to him but afraid of falling in love with him. Every day is spent entangling over this matter, how can you still have the heart to think about other things? I'm telling you, it's not just these messages. Do you know that Luo Shaofan has recently become a famous person? He found excuses to kick out his two cousins, now Longji has become his own world. Luo Shaofan is just too ambitious, ruthless..."

  "Say something else." Qiao Yunxue frowned, not wanting to hear these things. She picked up her cup of half-warm Bi Luo Chun tea and took small sips.

  "What else?" Lin Xiaomei looked at her in confusion, "I thought you'd be most interested in Luo Shaofan and Su Qinglan. It seems like Su Qinglan has been making a big fuss lately and refuses to divorce."

  "Divorce?" Qiao Yunxue's hand trembled, and the cup in her hand fell, luckily Lin Xiaomei seemed to have anticipated this move and quickly caught it.

  Lin Xiaomei glanced at her sideways and whispered: "I knew you still couldn't forget Luo Shaofeng."

  Blinking, Qiao Yunxue held the teacup steadily with both hands and smiled lightly: "Hmm, getting divorced in less than a year and a half after marriage? It's hard to imagine. Mr. Rong and I may not be perfect, but our marriage is as stable as a mountain. It's hard to imagine something like divorce."

  "Really?" Lin Xiaomei's face was filled with doubt.

  Qiao Yunxue glared at her: "Can't even divorce be trendy? You think I'd consider divorcing just because others are doing it? Xiao Mei, you stinky girl, no one wants to marry you, yet you're trying to jinx my marriage!"

  "There's nothing." Lin Xiaomei quickly denied, but a pair of eyes kept glancing over. As good friends for so many years, she was the one who understood Qiao Yunxue the most. The initial heart flutter, the deep feelings that had lasted for years, the eight years of being together, how could she possibly forget that quickly?

  If it weren't for her being deeply affected, how could she possibly be desperate enough to go to Tibet, she's most afraid of the cold.

  Qiao Yunxue took a sip of her tea: "A wealthy young master getting a divorce isn't news."

  Really don't feel anything at all?

  Lin Xiaomei put down what she was doing and frowned as she sized up Qiao Yunxue, seemingly trying to discern how much of her words were genuine and how much were false.

  "I'll go outside and take a look." Qiao Yunxue didn't bother to argue with Lin Xiaomei, got up and came out. She stood in a place where the light was behind her, motionless.

  She came out because she saw Luo Shaofeng standing opposite her, his line of sight directly on her.

  The haggard-looking man seemed to have regained his spirit and had a bit of the arrogance he once had. Could it be that he was really happy about the divorce...

  Luo Shaofan got into his Mercedes-Benz and left.

  Qiao Yunxue came out and quietly looked at Longteng Garden, wondering if Su Qinglan was still inside. Just as she was thinking about it, a Mercedes-Benz drove out of the sales office across the street again.

  Jiang Qiong?

  Jiang Qiong was originally a strong woman, but over the past two years her son has gradually taken control of Longji's power, allowing her to slowly step down and enjoy her later years.

  How did Jiang Qiong personally supervise the sales?

  Jiang Qiong slowed down the car and looked at the slender Ge Yunxue.

  "Mom?" Luo Haiyan tugged at her mother's hem, "What is she doing?"

  "Shaofan loves her..." Jiang Qiong sighed, "What a heartless woman..."

  "Mother, it's brother who doesn't want her." Luo Haiyan raised her voice.

  Jiang Qiong nodded: "A difference of one thought... you don't understand..."

  At the entrance of the Xiyang Painting Gallery, a Mercedes-Benz stopped, and Jiang Qiong looked up at the slightly old-fashioned signboard with a warm smile. With an elegant and noble demeanor, she stepped into the gallery with a leisurely pace.

  Xia Xinqin stood up, expressionless, sizing up the noblewoman in front of her. Although she was over 50 years old, due to good maintenance, her face still looked like it was in her early 40s. She wore a high-quality purple casual outfit that flowed naturally, giving Jiang Qiong's slightly plump figure a curvaceous beauty. Despite being over 50, she was surprisingly wearing the high-heeled boots that young people were fond of these days.

  With a smile on his face, very kind.

  Xia Xinqin smiled faintly: "What kind of oil painting does this lady like? Is there a particular painter she's fond of?"

  "We've met before, no need to be so polite." Jiang Qiong looked straight at Xia Xinqin with a hint of a smile on her plump face, "For the sake of our children, let's put aside our pride and get along well!"

  Xia Xinqin picked up the feather duster and swept away the dust, her hands moving smoothly and naturally. The dust flew out: "This is a gallery, madam. If you like an oil painting, just buy it. As for other things, I really don't understand them, nor do I plan to. We common people live simple lives, and if we can make the most of our simple lives, that's good enough."

  Jiang Qiong and her mother exchanged a glance involuntarily. Jiang Qiong took a few steps forward, carefully examining the oil painting, picked out the most expensive one, took it down herself, and handed it to the counter: "I want this one."

  It was the most expensive painting in the store. Xia Xinqin put down the feather duster, and without hesitation, reached out to take the oil painting for framing and packaging.

  Jiang Qiong gently pressed down on the painting: "Buying a painting is a small matter. It's about being related to your mother..."

  "If you don't have the intention to buy this painting, please come back next time." Xia Xinqin's tone was cool, "For us, selling a famous oil painting is a big deal. Other things are all small matters."

  Jiang Qiong furrowed her brow and let out a long sigh: "I know Yunxue is with Rongqian now. I came to confirm whether Yunxue has gotten married or not."

  "It's settled, the son-in-law is quite good. We parents are very pleased!" Xia Xinqin picked up the feather duster again and began to dust the painting hanging on the door. The weather had changed, autumn was very dry, and dust filled the air, so oil paintings easily became covered in dust.

  Jiang Qiong leaned against the counter and suddenly took two steps forward, grabbing a feather duster: "Are these oil paintings more important than your daughter's happiness?"

  "Of course not." Xia Xinqin was annoyed, coldly glancing at the noble woman in front of her. "But you're more important than Mrs. Bi. If you don't have the heart to buy oil paintings, then please ask Mrs. Bi to leave, lest this humble door can't accommodate Lady Luo."

  Xia Xinqin's straightforward words made Jiang Qiong's face flush: "I didn't mean to look down on you. We're all businesspeople..."

  "In Lady Luo's eyes, we are just small vendors." Xia Xinqin coolly reminded.

  "Nothing, nothing!" Jiang Qiong hastily waved her hand. "I've come for something important. For the sake of our two children. Yunxue's mother, I think you understand best, how much Yunxue loved Shao Fan back then... didn't you see them sticking together every day..."

  "That's all in the past. Nowadays, it's not a big deal to get married and then divorced. And this is just about dating friends." Xia Xinqin continued calmly, "Yunxue didn't know better at first and followed the wrong person. Now Yunxue has wised up and is with a reliable man. What, does Mrs. Luo have an opinion?"

  Jiang Qiong felt a bit awkward, holding back her breath and still smiling: "I came here hoping that Shao Fan and Yun Xue would get back together. If Yun Xue isn't married, that's even better. If Yun Xue is married, I still hope you can persuade Yun Xue to divorce early, after all, they've loved each other for so many years. Breaking up a loving couple, we as parents have committed a sin."

  "Disperse?" Xia Xinqin smiled and rolled her eyes, "I'm

  I don't know, I've done things to break up my daughter's marriage. My daughter has been obedient and listened to us since she was a child, never wanting us to interfere with her affairs. Since she was eighteen years old, as parents, we have not intervened in her affairs at all. I think those parents who really broke up their children's marriages should learn from us.

  The words made Jiang Qiong's face turn blue and purple. She was a selfish mother, an arrogant woman, but not unreasonable, and now she stood up awkwardly: "This matter..."

  "This can't be blamed on my mom entirely. My mom is coming over now, it's all good intentions." Luo Haiyan was anxious, "Brother is the heir of Longji, he can't not have children. Look, now that there are children, mom has no worries, and immediately agreed to brother and Yunxue sister getting together."

  "I don't understand what you're saying." Xia Xinqin's voice was neither high nor low. "Cheng Kang, see the guest out."

  Luo Haiyan took a step forward, holding Xia Xinqin's arm: "Auntie still doesn't understand? Yunxue sister can't have children for brother..."

  "Seagull, don't interrupt." Jiang Qiong hastily stopped him.

  Xia Xinqin could no longer bear it: "Are you still going to slander my family's Yunxue?"

  Jiang Qiong slowly pulled Luo Haiyan over and handed a photo to Xia Xinqin: "We didn't slander. Shao Fan has his own child, this is the baby's photo, very cute, Yunxue will like it. Shao Fan only has Yunxue in his heart, he's already handling the divorce procedures, hoping to reconcile with Yunxue. I came this time sincerely, Shao Fan doesn't even know I'm looking for you on his behalf. Yunxue's mom, Yunxue and Shao Fan have been together for eight years, but there hasn't been any good news coming out of it. Doesn't Yunxue's mom find that strange?"

  Xia Xinqin pushed open the glass door: "No matter what you're here for, get out now!"

  "Auntie brought Yunxue sister to check and understood —" Luo Haiyan wanted to say.

  Jiang Qiong stood up: "Girl, let's go!"

  Walking to the door, Jiang Qiong carefully poured out her heart: "All mothers love their own children, and I believe you are too. Yunxue can't have children, and even if she gets married, she won't be happy. But now Shaofeng has a child, and the two of them getting back together is the most perfect and beautiful thing..."

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