Wife, based on AA system, it's your turn to move upstairs

  "Love to read books"? Jiang Qiong secretly found her mother's affair, but Qiao Yunxue didn't know. What's more, Qiao Yunxue was unaware that she had not become pregnant for a long time, which made a large group of people around her anxious.

  The Rong family still doesn't know about Qiao Yunxue's existence, and it's all quiet. Moreover, the impression Qiao Yunxue left on everyone in Beijing is that she's just a lover, and even though she was close to Rong Qian, no one suspected anything unusual.

  Jinghua 50 Building

  President's Office Zinc.

  The thin old man leaned against the floor-to-ceiling window and swept his gaze over his son: "I heard that you have a mistress?"

  " Mistress?" Rong Qian raised an eyebrow, "I don't keep a mistress."

  Rong Changfeng immediately turned around, frowning: "So your meaning is that you want to marry her?"

  "Perhaps I have already married her." Rong Qian calmly met his father's piercing gaze.

  "Nonsense!" Rong Changfeng slanted his eyes at his son, "More than a year ago, the Luo family held a grand wedding, and everyone in the city knew about it. If our Rong family is to hold a wedding, we absolutely cannot be more low-key than the Luo family. How can we possibly have a quiet wedding?"

  "I know." Rong Qian had no opinion, "Dad can prepare, when the time comes, however he wants to make a big show of it, that's how he'll do it."

  Looking at his son's calm expression, Feng Chang let out a sigh: "Don't be stubborn with me. After all, it's been six years since that thing happened. You should consider getting married now. Zhao Peirong has been dating you for three years..."

  "She and I are just ordinary friends." Rong Jian calmly pulled down his tie.

  Rong Changfeng gazed at his son for a long time.

  Rong Qian pulled up a comfortable swivel chair: "Dad, sit down. Sit down and look at me, don't be tired."

  His face twitched and Rong Changfeng showed signs of impending rage.

  Rong Qian Gong Shun stood up: "Yanzi said that if I marry Pei Rong, there will be two cold machines at home."

  "You..." Long Feng's slender body trembled slightly.

  Standing beside his father with a humble and respectful attitude: "Dad is also a man. He understands that men only marry women, not machines."

  Rong Changfeng turned around and left. A very loud slamming door sound.

  Her lips were slightly curved upwards, with a faint, comfortable smile floating at the corners of her mouth.

  Rong Changfeng walked away, and Qian Tao, who was observing outside, immediately slipped in.

  Qian Tao was already anxious and had a mouthful of bubbles. Following behind Rong Qian, he couldn't help but glance at Rong Qian's calm expression, and didn't dare to say much, so he just urged from the side: "Director Rong will be coming over again soon. You still haven't thought of a solution yet."

  "The boat will naturally go straight when it reaches the bridgehead."

  "It's not the people on the boat who are anxious, but the ones on the shore who are worried to death." Qian Tao circled around in front of and behind Rong Qian, his hands itching to strike, as if he wanted to give him a good scolding. "You only have two options: either remarry Zhao Peirong or quickly produce an heir. I guarantee that as long as you hand over the third generation of the Rong family to Rong Dong's hands, all the secrets will be forgiven. But if you don't have any children, all the accusations of deception and unfilial behavior will be pinned on your head, not to mention that Qiao Yunxue is still Luo Shaofeng's runaway fiancée..."

  Rong Qian quietly pushed the documents in his hand towards Qian Tao: "You handle these, I'll go back and have a child with Yunxue."

  "......" Qian Tao was stunned. He walked away helplessly, but soon came back, "Think about the past when you and Luo Shaofan were sworn brothers, now you're like fire and water. Won't you guys fight each other one day?"

  "So you should save some energy, in the future you'll have the strength to mediate for me and him." Rong Qian raised an eyebrow, a beautiful signature on the document.

  Qian Tao's face twitched: "I'm old, and I don't even have time to dodge, yet I'm still mediating for you all..." His voice trailed off as he stared at the name on the document, sighing, "If Qiao Yunxue saw this character of yours, she would also see your true face, even if she refused to face reality."

  As strong as iron wire, as smooth as a snake. Being able to write such bold characters, how could it be from an honest and down-to-earth person?

  She had been suspecting since he became her superior, but she didn't dare to ask. Perhaps, she would rather live in the small world she thought was hers, like a snail guarding itself...

  The corners of his mouth twitched, and he humbly didn't think about it anymore. He raised an eyebrow: "Not going to stop the fight?"

  "I won't persuade you." Qian Tao's words fell like a heavy object hitting the ground.

  Rong Qian stood up: "Alright then. I'll go meet with Luo Shaofan now, you go attend to your business."

  "Are you going to see Luo Shaofan?" Qian Tao was shocked, "What's the point of seeing Luo Shaofan now? Your feelings for each other have been gone for six years. Are you really going to go and fight with Luo Shaofan?"

  "What if we can't talk it out and don't want to fight?" Rong Qian raised an eyebrow, stood up straight, and strolled past Qian Tao, put on his suit, and indeed went out.

  Qian Tao rushed out: "President Rong, don't be impulsive..."

  "Men are not impulsive, who else would be... " came a low and faint voice from Rong Qian.

  "My goodness!" Qian Tao spread his hands and helplessly turned back to the office. He stroked his chin, thinking for a long time - should he call the police?

  Moon Bay Coffee House

  Two equally outstanding men, the same height, the same build, even their black suits were the same, from behind, they looked like two close brothers.

  It's obvious at first glance that something is off.

  A sense of isolation, a calmness, and a feeling of detachment, like an invisible line, separated the two.

  But the two pairs of hands miraculously clasped together. And that slightly younger pair exerted a slight force.

  Rong Qian faintly swept a glance at Luo Shaofan and tightened his finger joints. Luo Shaofan loosened his hand.

  "Even if I'm only two years older than you, I can still tell whether ginger is old or spicy." Rong Qian was expressionless.

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  "Thank you for taking care of Yunxue." Lu Shaobo, who had been depressed for nearly half a year, still looked a bit thin, but his spirit was flying high, and he had obviously passed through the psychological dark period.

  Rong Qian's expression was calm and peaceful. He swept a glance at Luo Shaofeng: "Yunxue is my wife. I will take care of Yunxue, it's only natural. No need for you to comment, Luo."

  "You don't love her, and your family won't tolerate her either, so why force it." Luo Shaofan's slender black eyes narrowed.

  Rong Qian raised an eyebrow, his voice calm and steady: "Love or not love, you know? The nearly half-year of married life, do you also know?"

  Luo Shaofeng's face showed a hint of embarrassment, but the proud and carefree man covered up his own desolation with a loud laugh: "I mishandled Yunxue's situation. She was with you for half a year, I considered that half year as punishment for me. Rong Qian, my smile now doesn't mean I don't care about your little trick. Marrying the woman I deeply love in a flash, was just to cut off my retreat route. I've already passed the most difficult time, Long Ji is firmly under my control. Now dealing with you, I have more than enough means."

  "It's wrong." Rong Qian said calmly, "If she doesn't marry me, she'll marry someone else. If she's not my woman, she'll become someone else's woman. At that time, she must get married."

  Luo Shaofeng's facial muscles twitched slightly, his eyes narrowing: "You know... Yunxue is Luo Shaofeng's woman!"

  "It used to be." Rong Qian's thin lips curled up slightly, "But it hasn't been for half a year now. What Yunxue and I are researching now is... the matter of **and ovum..."

  Luo Shaofan suddenly stood up, his long arm stretched out, as if to grab the collar of Rong Qian's clothes. Rong Qian was not slow, and with a flash of movement, Luo Shaofan's long arm fell empty.

  Luo Shaofeng's eyes gleamed with a few more sharp lights.

  "It seems Luo Shao likes being tomorrow's headline news." Rong Qian's dark eyes sparkled like stars, and were also sharp.

  "It's all over the headlines anyway." Luo Shaofeng calmed down, forced a smile, "This way, the whole world will know that you married my fiancée. Without me, Luo Shaofeng, taking action myself, your Rong family will naturally separate you and Yunxue. Rong Qian, I came today just to ask you to let Yunxue off the hook. With you, she won't have happiness!"

  Rong Qian nodded: "If Luo Sha only found me for this matter, I've already understood, no need to discuss further."

  "There's one more thing." Luo Shaofeng's eyes flashed like a shooting star, "Yunxue is infertile, this is fact. Rong Qian, if you are truly a gentleman, don't mislead her for life. She will eventually become the sacrifice of your power struggle."

  Rong Qian smiled faintly, her smile as dazzling as a ray of sunshine on a clear morning: "Do you know that Yunxue has difficulty getting pregnant?"

  Luo Shaofeng's exceptionally handsome face flashed with a different light: "I've loved her for several years, not as husband and wife but better than husband and wife. I don't know, who knows?"

  After a moment of contemplation, Rong Qian raised an eyebrow: "I don't know about Yunxue."

  Luo Shaobo's eyes flashed with a hint of sadness: "That silly girl had always thought of me first, if she knew that she was having trouble getting pregnant, she would have immediately set me free and left me. Of course, I wouldn't let this silly girl know!"

  Rong Qian's fingertips gently rested on the rim of the coffee cup, gradually tightening, her finger joints slowly turning white, faintly making a rubbing sound.

  Rong Qian's expression didn't change, but Luo Shaofan wasn't an ordinary person and naturally noticed the subtle changes in Rong Qian's joints, revealing a delicate shift in his thoughts - Rong Qian cared about Qiao Yunxue's past to some extent.

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