If someone snatches your wife away, will you let her go?

  "Huang Lian Po?" The beautiful woman obviously hadn't reacted yet, repeating Jiao Yunxue's words.

  "On the main street, it's not a good influence......" Moreover, it's Oil Painting Street, many people know Rong Qian, and who knows which family's auntie will intentionally splash water on the young woman to protect the son-in-law of Oil Painting Street."

  Qiao Yunxue wore a gentle smile and gazed at the young woman in front of her:

  Her makeup is extremely delicate, with a light dusting of powder, subtle lip color, long eyebrows, and hair dyed a deep red. Her large waves cascade down to her waist, giving off an alluring yet elegant impression that doesn't appear overly flirtatious. She looks like she's in her thirties, but it's hard to tell exactly how old she is with such exquisite makeup.

  One glance and you can tell that a woman with a famous flower has an owner. Only a young married woman has this elegant nobility, charming and enchanting temperament, which is the temperament of a man who is used to it.

  Being a young woman, how can you carry a humble and unassuming demeanor!

  That face of Rong Qian is really captivating.

  Thinking about it, the fire suddenly rose. Qiao Yunxue strained to lift her small head, staring at Rong Qian. He was too tall and she stood too close, almost falling backwards as she stared, making her very tired.

  Her eyes were bright and black, as if she was smiling but not quite. Her thin lips were pursed, as if she was savoring the words "yellow-faced woman".

  "Wait a minute..." The young woman's face was strange and seemed to have been frightened, her voice somewhat unnatural. "You're Huang Lian's wife... How is this possible?"

  She glared at her, Qiao Yunxue grumbled: "What's wrong?"

  "Uh... uh..." Yanzi's small head poked out from behind Qian Rou. Her usually smiling face now looked anxious and troubled. Qiao Yunxue noticed that Yanzi's fingertips were pinched into her palm.

  She looked at the swallow with suspicion, and Qiao Yunxue scanned back and forth between the two of them. Both had extremely beautiful big wavy curly hair, but their facial features were completely different, and she was certain that the two did not have any blood relationship.

  "When did you become Rong Qian's mistress?" The young woman's face was somewhat gloomy, and she was particularly unhappy to hear this news. The gaze that fell on Qiao Yunxue had obvious displeasure.

  When? Qiao Yunxue was stunned: "Today..." Today is just the beginning of suspending AA system.

  "Oh?" "Today?" The young woman glanced at her with a hint of relaxation and a faint smile between her eyebrows.

  "That... Huang Lian Po actually means the cooking wife." Swallow's heart was anxious, her face all scrunched up, she jumped in impatiently from the side and added a sentence.

  "Ah——" Qiao Yunxue was taken aback, Yanzi was in such a hurry to explain what she was doing, as if she didn't like her and Rongqian getting involved with each other. Of course, Yanzi had long said that she wanted to snatch Rongqian away, but she didn't think it was strange when she said so.

  Why does it sound so awkward?

  "The cook. It turns out that Rong Qian hired a part-time worker." The charming young woman let out a sigh of relief, suddenly enlightened, "So it's still passable..."

  "Part-time worker?" Qiao Yunxue glared at Yanzi with a gloomy expression.

  Swallow nodded vigorously, pretending not to see Qiao Yunxue's expression: "Uh-huh, uh-huh..."

  "But..." The young woman frowned again.

  "Wait, no need to think about it—" The swallow looked at the charming young woman's thoughtful appearance and became anxious, pulling her along, "Let's go buy the oil painting, if we don't hurry up it will be dark soon. My dad is still waiting."

  "Rong Qian, let's change this hourly worker. He looks sloppy and I'm afraid he'll mess up the house..." The charming young woman reminded him anxiously.

  "Part-time worker?" Qiao Yunxue's clear and distinct eyes fell on Rong Qian, when did she become a part-time worker for his family? If he didn't give her an explanation today, she probably wouldn't be able to sleep tonight.

  If she can't sleep, it's strange if he can.

  They should respect each other's marriage.

  "Pretty girl, I've finally found you." Shu Yu parked the car and came over, seeing Yan Zi, his eyes lit up immediately, and he happily ran over, "I've been looking for a long time, my beautiful model. Little beauty, I'll give you a raise, last time five thousand wasn't enough for you, I'll add another five thousand. Think about it, you don't have to do anything, just sit there for two hours and you'll get an income of ten thousand..."

  "My goodness! You're a pervert!" Swallow hastily retreated, dodging Shu Yu's hand and taking off in a sprint, dragging the young woman along with her. "Auntie, this painter is crazy! Every time he sees me, he wants me to be his model, and that model doesn't even wear a bra! Nowadays, all painters are perverts! Auntie, let's come back another time. Let's get out of here!"

  Without saying a word, the swallow dragged the young woman and ran like flying, then drilled into her beautiful BMW and left in a flash.

  The surroundings returned to calmness, as if nothing had happened at all.

  "How can you run so fast? Just looking at it won't shed the flesh on your body, and the hymen doesn't make a difference. That's art." Shu Yu frowned, rubbing her hands anxiously, "Such a good job, with so many girls begging me, I still don't want to!"

  Shu Yu had no audience.

  Qiao Yunxue glared at Rong Qian, her eyes wide with annoyance, clearly the three words "part-time worker" had made her angry.

  "The swallow is joking." Rong Qian smiled slightly, her bright and small face seemed to be unaffected by what was happening in front of her.

  The less he felt, the more she did. Qiao Yunxue walked past him, her face raised, her back straight, silently heading towards the sunset corridor.

  Not hearing Rong Qian's stop, Qiao Yunxue bit her lip and quickened her pace.

  There were footsteps behind her, and she knew whose they were. Qiao Yunxue pretended not to know. Before long, they arrived at the Sunset Painting Gallery, where customers were selecting oil paintings.

  Xia Xinqin was delighted when she saw her daughter return: "Yunxue come quickly, the fire in the kitchen hasn't been turned off yet,"

  "Come and collect your money and pack up."

  She walked over quietly and took the oil painting, but was blocked by a pair of long arms: "Yunxue, I'm here."

  "Will you?" She raised her head, expressionless. From her experience, the more he helped, the more trouble he caused. Now she really feared that he would tear the oil painting in half.

  Her face was slightly pale, with a faint smile on her lips: "I will."

  He would be surprised if she didn't speak up, but she just handed him an oil painting, pursed her lips and watched to see what he'd do.

  Rong Qian was indeed serious and focused on packing. It turned out that this was also a technical task, and after struggling for two or three minutes, he had not even completed one-third of the work. The customer waiting beside him was getting impatient, but Rong Qian's movements were still elegant.

  "Hey, if you can't pack it properly, get someone else to do it." The customer finally lost his patience.

  Rong Qian was still maintaining elegant movements while struggling. Qiao Yunxue forced herself to hold back the urge to grab the oil painting, her eyes fixed on it. Since he said he wanted to pack up, she might as well see it through to the end.

  "What a clumsy man!" The customer was really angry this time.

  "Just wait." Rong was extremely gentle.

  Clumsy?

  "Take a look at that customer, Qiao Yunxue suddenly stepped forward, pressed down Rong Qian's hand with the oil painting, and smiled lightly: "Oil paintings are sold to people with taste to appreciate. Your attitude, sir, is not suitable for appreciating oil paintings. We won't sell this painting. Sir, please leave."

  "You..." The customer became enraged and pointed at Qiao Yunxue, "The customer is God. The gallery doesn't even sell paintings, you're all a bunch of idiots."

  "It's not up to you to say whether I'm stupid or not, but I'm just not selling the painting." With a smile all over her face, Qiao Yunxue's tone was even more stubborn than his, "Sir, slow down, don't see me off!"

  Rong Qian looked down at the serious little face, her black and white eyes were exceptionally clear, with a hint of anger. A warm feeling rose in his heart for no reason, and he calmly looked at her.

  It turns out that this small and weak woman who loves to smile is also very good at protecting him and scolding people for his sake.

  He raised his long arm and gently touched her soft long hair. The cool feeling was very comfortable. Just like the usual look she gave, it was very comfortable.

  "Nerve disease!" The customer cursed under his breath and turned away.

  Rong Qian's fingers were fiddling with her long hair, while Qiao Yunxue pursed her lips and remained silent. Suddenly, she kicked the glass door with one foot and muttered, "You think everyone understands oil painting? Don't ruin art."

  A gentle smile, humble and bowing his head, picking up her small hand, holding it steadily. His body heat slowly transmitted to her palm.

  He gripped even tighter as she struggled slightly. Qiao Yunxue bit her lip and stopped struggling unnecessarily.

  Xia Xinqin walked out at this time, saw the two holding hands, and her eyes suddenly lit up. She smiled and said: "Let's eat first before going back!"

  "Mother-in-law, Yunxue says she wants to go home." Rongqian remained expressionless, secretly tightening his grip on Qiao Yunxue's hand, as if reminding her that she was now his wife and should follow her husband's lead.

  She pouted, but Qiao Yunxue didn't say a word. He was being unreasonable to her, and she had no opinion on the matter. Now she was in a hurry to go back and calculate the "hourly wage" account, which wasn't very good.

  Seeing the little couple's intimate actions, Xia Xinqin was delighted in her heart. She couldn't wait for them to leave and start their own life together. With a happy smile, she sent them off, reminding them: "Rong Qian, be careful with Yunxue's pregnancy. If you notice any symptoms, tell us right away!"

  "Mom..." With a spoiled tone, Qiao Yunxue didn't dare look at the two people in front of her. It seemed like the whole world wanted her to have a baby quickly, but only she was making an effort to eat "Mama Fulong".

  Rong Qian humbly and respectfully agreed, opened the car door, and the two of them got in.

  Audi drove slowly forward. Rong Qian occasionally glanced at his unusually quiet wife, faintly satisfied: "That person scolded me, Yunxue got angry."

  "Hmmph!" She muttered, seemingly not too fond of the topic. However, her eyes flickered unusually quickly, appearing to be somewhat guilty.

  "Thank you!" Rong Qian suddenly stopped the Audi, stretched out his long arm, and before she was aware of it, he hugged her and lightly kissed her clean forehead. Then, under the dim streetlight, he gazed at her, a faint smile spreading across his face, "Yunxue drove him away, I... like it, very happy."

  His warm breath brushed against her face, making it itch.

  Qiao Yunxue struggled to maintain a clear mind in his arms: "Your name is written on my marriage certificate, I can say you're clumsy, but others can't."

  He gently grasped her hand and placed it in his palm, stroking it lightly.

  She may have locked up her own heart, but she is sincere about this marriage. Such a woman deserves his cherishment.

  "Don't get any ideas." She stared at her toes, somewhat embarrassed. "You're the man I chose myself. I won't let people think that my taste is bad and the man I chose can't compare to others. Rong Qian, I'm very concerned about saving face."

  "Hmm." She said whatever he had no opinion, just quietly gazing at her beautiful face, under the dim and unclear lamp light, those eyes were exceptionally bright.

  "Let's talk about part-time job when we get home." She still remembers that thing.

  "Yanzi is good for us." Rong Qian hugged her arm, his chin against the top of her head, "Yanzi is a kind-hearted girl."

  "Oh, you think Swallow is that great." She felt depressed and immediately reached out to push his hand away. But just as she pushed him away, she suddenly remembered what happened when she met Luo Shaofan after work. She was stunned.

  "Daydreaming?" Rong Qian touched her face, how could she be so distracted.

  She suddenly turned her face

  Look a bit deeper and gaze at the neon lights in the distance: "Rong Qian, if someone wanted to take your wife away from you, would you let go?"

  He stretched out his arm and held her close, carefully examining the faint worry on her face, grasping her hand tightly: "Foolish Yunxue... how could someone snatch you away."

  "Oh." Luo Shaofan probably wouldn't think so, though. Qiao Yuxue thought to herself.

  Rong Qian stepped on the accelerator and focused on driving.

  Back home, the swallow was blowing air from the air conditioner. As soon as they saw them return, they immediately ran over like flying, and without saying a word, they hugged Qiao Yunxue: "Sister-in-law, I almost got scared to death. Wuuu, my little heart..."

  "Am I scaring you with just one hourly worker?" Qiao Yunxue asked back with narrowed eyes.

  "What?" Yanzi was taken aback, "Sister-in-law, the hourly worker can't scare me, it's Auntie... Ah, Sister-in-law, is the food ready? I'm starving."

  Qiao Yunxue pulled open the door of Yanzi's room, and hummed: "Let's talk about Zhong Dian Gong's matter. Rong Qian, since we're not using AA system for these few days, let's have a good communication."

  "Oh?" Rong Qian indeed sat down on the sofa obediently.

  Yanzi didn't wait any longer, covering her stomach and running to Qiao Yunxue's side with a pout: "Sister, can we eat first? I'm about to faint from hunger."

  "Oh?" Glancing at the swallow, Qiao Yunxue swept a look around and saw that the quail eggshells on the table hadn't been cleaned up yet. Sure enough, she was a young lady from a wealthy family.

  "I ate it all up, I didn't waste any of sister-in-law's hard work. But sister-in-law, to be honest, my favorite thing in life is eating eggs. Can we have eggs for dinner? Even egg fried rice would be great!"

  " Fried rice?" The idea wasn't bad, she hadn't eaten in a long time either. Glancing at the two people in front of her, Qiao Yunxue smiled slightly, "Mr. Rong, is Yanzi a woman?"

  "Yes!" Swallow answered for herself.

  Qiao Yunxue glanced at her: "If you can't cook, where can you get married? A woman must first capture a man's stomach before she can capture his heart."

  "Sister-in-law..." Swallow immediately pouted her small mouth, as if she was about to cry.

  "In order to ensure that Swallow can marry a dragon-riding son-in-law in the future, I have decided to teach Swallow how to make egg fried rice tonight." Qiao Yunxue smiled and glanced at Swallow.

  Swallow was gone, and with a gloomy face, she covered her face: "Sister, I didn't..."

  "Swallows won't work. I'll come learn instead!" Rong Qian stood up, "Let's eat first and talk about other things later."

  Swallow widened her eyes: "Brother?"

  Qiao Yunxue's handbag fell to the ground with a "thud". She stared foolishly at Rong Qian, this guy who couldn't even cook rice properly, was actually going to follow her to learn how to make egg fried rice. He was really doting on Yanzi...

  She didn't feel like it and lost interest. She listlessly went to cook rice.

  Half an hour later, Rong Qian entered the kitchen.

  Qiao Yunxue was in a daze, with seven or eight eggs placed in front of her, lost in thought.

  With a flash of his long eyes, he wrapped her in his arms from behind: "Yanzi is my sister... Yanzi suffered a lot when she was young and has a weak body, so don't be jealous of Yanzi anymore."

  Qiao Yunxue coldly snorted: "Rong Qian, I'd believe that Swallow is your sister when pigs fly. I get it now, you're just another philandering man." A strange feeling surged up in her heart, and she thought to herself that this unfeeling person perhaps only loved Swallow alone.

  "Silly girl, Swallow admires you," Rong Qian's voice was softer by a few degrees.

  Is he seeking reconciliation? He's been married for so long, but today his voice is the most emotional it's ever been... it seems like there's some feeling in it...

  Will he develop feelings for her?

  She was startled at the thought.

  "But... " Her heart softened a little, she gritted her teeth and felt extremely depressed. "Rong Qian, if those women get close to you and you don't know how to refuse them, that's really disappointing... Alright, I was just casually saying it..." She had already said too much, she couldn't restrict his freedom.

  "What... does Yunxue want me to do?" Rong Qian's tone was slightly more relaxed.

  "Can't you at least say I'm not a prostitute?" She turned around, glaring at him, her small mouth pursed. But suddenly she turned away, muttering, "Rong Qian, could it be... that you couldn't push that woman away because I was cold to you?"

  Her face stiffened, and she looked up at the sky with a humble expression, forcing back her smile: "If Yunxue could be more enthusiastic, that would be great."

  Embarrassed, Qiao Yunxue's face turned red: "Shut up!"

  After a while, she suddenly squeezed out another sentence: "A clumsy man with clumsy hands and feet and a stupid brain."

  "I'm so hungry." Yanzhi's voice came over.

  Rong Qian finally let her go, and with a serious expression, picked up the spatula: "Should I put the rice or eggs first? Egg fried rice, should be putting eggs first..."

  Looking at his elegant appearance holding a spatula, Qiao Yunxue suddenly burst out laughing. This man's clumsy appearance, how could he look like someone who can cook?

  "What's the hurry? The pot hasn't been washed yet!"

  "Hmm..." Rong Qian glanced at her with the corner of his eye, as if he had lost his soul, and unknowingly scooped up a spoonful.

  With a "bang" sound...

  Qiao Yunxue's soft heart immediately jumped, and she hummed: "With such a sturdy pot, you can smash a hole in it. Why don't you go use brute force to rob the silver bank?"

  "It wasn't on purpose." Standing awkwardly, his hand was casually stroking his chin.

  "Get out." With a burst of strength, Qiao Yunxue pushed Rong Qian out of the kitchen, her face pale with rage. "Rong Qian, you're not allowed in the kitchen from now on. My pot... Mr. Rong, you owe me 80 yuan."

  "I'll listen to my wife." Rong Qian obediently replied and quickly left the kitchen.

  His eyes were smiling slightly. He still excelled at "being good in the living room and rolling around on the big bed".

  The doorbell rang at this time.

  Swallow opened the video and jumped up, pressed the door lock, and rushed to the kitchen: "Sister-in-law, don't cook anymore, hurry up, hurry up."

  What's wrong? Dizzy and disoriented from being dragged by Yanzi, Qiao Yunxue stopped when she realized they were already inside Yanzi's room. Yanzi slammed the door shut with a loud bang.

  When there were voices in the living room, Swallow opened the door a crack.

  It feels strange, Qiao Yunxue also went over to join in, it turned out to be the woman from last night. How could she, chasing him all the way home to seduce another's husband?

  Swallow pushed her back desperately, shouting in the door gap: "Auntie, I have a boyfriend in the room, not accompanying Auntie anymore." After finishing, she neatly locked the door.

  "Hey, she has ulterior motives towards Rong Qian, and you still let her be with Rong Qian." Qiao Yunxue glared at Yanzi, "Are you two colluding?"

  The swallow is busy and has no time to respond. She keeps fiddling with the computer, and before long, she starts playing a loud AV movie. The volume is just right, loud enough for people outside to hear a little bit.

  "Swallow?" Qiao Yunxue was stunned, two women watching A-V in the room.

  "This way she won't come in!" Yanzhi whispered, winking at her, "She thinks I'm with my boyfriend in ML, how can we disturb."

  Qiao Yunxue's face instantly turned green. This swallow, her words were not light, she still thought the swallow was as innocent as a beautiful sheep...

  "She is my little mom. Little mom, you know?" Swallow lay on the bed with a sullen face, propping herself up with her hands.

  "Second wife?" Qiao Yunxue raised an eyebrow.

  Swallow shook her head and pouted: "No, she's the daughter of a high-ranking official, how could she be a mistress? She has a good family background and is particular about social status, emphasizing the importance of matching doors with households."

  "Oh?" Qiao Yunxue nodded, "The environment determines one's mood. It's normal."

  "What's normal about that?" Yanzi's beautiful eyes stared at her, "She's my stepmother, more than twenty years younger than my dad. Dad is very fond of her and listens to her for everything. Even brother's marriage, Dad listened to her."

  "What?" Qiao Yunxue was taken aback, and then smiled wryly, "Old man with a young wife? Your dad is really blessed. I suspect Rong Qian is even jealous."