Mr. Rong is obviously an old cow eating tender grass.

  "Twenty-eight years old?" Zhang's small mouth was agape as Qiao Yunxue's gaze slowly, slowly moved to Rong Qian's face.

  Is she twenty-eight years old today?

  As a woman, from the seven elder sisters to the younger nephews and nieces, all birthdays should be remembered in order to reciprocate courtesy, which is the most important mark of being a virtuous wife and good mother...... But she even forgot her own birthday.

  Maybe she was busy with her own affairs these past few days and yesterday was so focused on being nice to Rong Qian that she even forgot about her birthday.

  What's more important is that she herself forgot, but Shu Yu remembered. Miraculously, Luo Shaofan still remembers, and even more miraculously, Mr. Rong, who has only known her for a month, also knows.

  Qiao Yunxue stared at the cake. Because on top of the cake, a blooming flower made of fruit had been arranged in the shape of a trumpet. The clumsy trumpet flower sparkled.

  Staring at the trumpet-shaped flowers, I unknowingly felt a few more degrees of warmth in my heart. Alas, I shouldn't have deliberately mentioned "separation" to him last night.

  That's a blow to a man's pride...

  She put all her earnings into her eyes, and stood up with a humble expression: "Let's go!"

  "Oh. Okay, you're busy." She quickly stood up, almost forgetting that it was originally working hours. Of course, now it's after work hours, but there's still work in the afternoon. Mr. Rong is busy with official business even at midnight, let alone during the day when he has no time to play along with her.

  As she thought of this, her heart warmed up, she had hoped he would come to her aid, but didn't think he would actually put aside his official duties to do so.

  "Go to Oil Painting Street for dinner." Rong Qian nodded, "Together."

  "What?" Qiao Yunxue frowned - why run so far to eat?

  "Yunxue's birthday, Yunxue treats." Rong Qian raised an eyebrow and calmly glanced at her scrunched up face. She was even more flustered than when she had just faced Su Qinglan. She had clearly just been trying to create a harmonious atmosphere with Rong Qian, cooperating quite well, but now it was incredibly awkward.

  "May I?" Qiao Yun's eyes sparkled as she suppressed the urge to jump up, "Mr. Rong, even if you're a miser, sometimes you have to be generous!"

  "Oh?" Rong Qian raised an eyebrow.

  She walked in front of him, as if muttering to herself: "A man who is willing to spend money on his wife is a good man."

  Her eyes flashed, and Rong Qian's lips curled up slightly. At this moment, she was busy educating him to be a good man, and probably forgot about the AA system that time.

  Qiao Yunxue felt a bit stifled, not knowing whether she had said something wrong. Of course, Mr. Rong's life pressure was great, and the psychology of being a house slave might be hard for normal people to understand.

  "Oh..." murmuring, Rong Qian said seriously, "Then... Yun Xue treats, I pay."

  "Hmm, this is more like it." Qiao Yunxue picked up the cake and pouted, "You don't have to pay for it, I was just testing you. To see if Mr. Rong couldn't even afford to pay for dinner. Let me tell you, even if you're trying to save money, you're saving in the wrong place. People can skip having cake on their birthday, but they can't skip eating dinner. In other words, next time it's your birthday, you should invite guests to eat dinner first, not buy a cake."

  What a profound and lofty theory about celebrating birthdays...

  His face twitched slightly. Rong Qian glanced at the cake in her hand, which was placed slantingly, and wondered why it hadn't fallen to the ground.

  "Wait..." Qiao Yunxue was clearly walking ahead, but suddenly turned around, "Alright, you go to work. I have other arrangements."

  "Oh? Plans?" Rong Qian's dark eyes sparkled with interest. It was unclear whether she was annoyed by the couple or had special feelings about her 28th birthday, but today she had a lot of opinions and that little mouth wouldn't stop talking, saying things that made people want to laugh.

  "Of course, I have plans." He turned his small head and looked at Qiao Yunxue with deep, mysterious black eyes. Qiao Yunxue stared back at him, blinking: "Mr. Rong, you go to work, I celebrate my birthday. Everyone has their own life, it's a win-win situation. My birthday is also Mother's Day, so I have to go home and accompany Mom. Hey, why are you staring at this cake? Do you want to eat it?"

  Her cheeks were a bit stiff, and Rong Qian squeezed out two words: "...... don't want to." He just glanced at the cake, but in her eyes, he became a glutton.

  "That's great." She smiled brightly, carrying the cake in front of him, swaying it back and forth. "This cake is your birthday gift to me, right? This thing can't be kept or given to someone else, if I don't want it, it would seem impolite, so I'll just have to reluctantly accept it. Thank you!"

  After finishing speaking, she prepared to leave.

  Rong Qian quietly followed her out: "Luo Shaofan should not have left yet."

  "Ah——" The cake almost slipped out of her small hands. Qiao Yunxue stared wide-eyed as the cake was about to hit the floor.

  Long arms stretched out, rescuing the cake. Rong Qian steadily held it in his palm. He gazed at Qiao Yunxue, his expression full of deep meaning.

  Qiao Yunxue took a step back, pouting: "Mr. Rong, you're not even sincere in giving me a cake." She deliberately used Luo Shaofan to scare her, and the cake almost became a cake paste.

  She remained silent with a humble expression, her long eyelashes flashing once as she stared at the gate. It seemed like his attention wasn't on her at all.

  As his gaze passed through the window, Qiao Yunxue glanced at the square outside, her face quietly turning red.

  Rong Qian didn't take Luo Shaofeng to scare her, but was really still outside. His narrow eyes were almost closed into a slit in the sunlight, facing this direction. But it's hard to tell if he's looking at her and Rong Qian or not.

  One meter behind him, Su Qinglan was following with a look of grievance. The woman in the long skirt was beautiful, but somehow didn't evoke genuine likability.

  Take a look at Su Qinglan. Qiao Yunxue's face twitched, and she muttered: "Mr. Rong, I just said that Su Qinglan loves me, don't be foolish enough to believe it."

  So mediocre and ordinary

  The man from Tang Dynasty might have thought his wife had some weird habits.

  Her thin lips trembled slightly, and she nodded obediently with a humble expression. A faint sense of helplessness, it turned out that in her eyes, he had almost become an irredeemably honest man.

  Take a look at him, Qiao Yunxue sighed helplessly: "Don't blame me for not trusting you. If Mr. Rong was smarter, he would know that Yanzi is not in love with Mr. Rong, but rather bored and messing around... Alright, I admit it, I only figured it out last night too. Even the stupidest maid wouldn't dare to hug you in front of me... She did it on purpose. This maid is really bad, she's harming me..."

  Because of the swallow's disturbance, she was forced to protect her marriage and in a moment of madness, told him to lie down. Then she herself died confusedly, Mr. Chong also died confusedly...

  Qiao Yunxue's face turned red. One misstep would lead to eternal regret, she would wear out Yanzi's patience to death.

  A minor woman avenges herself; even after a hundred years, it's not too late.

  "Swallow is calling you sister-in-law." Rong Qian reminded, with a mixture of laughter and tears, who should be smarter? For the past two days, Swallow's pitiful appearance, she still hasn't realized that Swallow is actually showing weakness to her, wholeheartedly wanting to stand on the same front line as her.

  "Every day competing with me, thinking that one sentence of sister-in-law can buy me off? No way!" Qiao Yunxue still took over the cake and walked past him, her shallow smile was very charming, with a feeling of happy little longevity star. On the side, muttering to herself, "Hmph, today's longevity star is skipping class."

  She glanced at her shallow smile, and humbly thought - did she really believe that Yanzi was her younger sister?

  That expression was something he couldn't see through to her true thoughts either.

  Coming out of the restaurant, holding a large cake, wearing high heels, her captivating smile was almost dazzling in the sunlight. Qiao Yunxue straightened up her chest, walking elegantly past Su Qinglan, waving one hand towards the road, her voice clear and pleasant: "Taxi——"

  She was in a good mood and suddenly started speaking in English.

  While shouting, he glanced at Su Qinglan with a big and open expression.

  Su Qinglan gritted her teeth and looked at Luo Shaofan beside her, but didn't dare make a sound.

  Rong Qian's face opened with a faint smile. Actually, her self-repair ability was really good. At least now, Su Qinglan's face turned green with anger, and Luo Shaofan looked distracted with a radiant complexion.

  As it turned out, there was a driver who heard Qiao Yunxue yell "taxi" and drove over to stop in front of her.

  Rong Qian slightly curled up the corners of his lips, glanced at his Audi, and suddenly took big strides forward. Under Luo Shaofan and Su Qinglan's scorching gazes, he gentlemanly opened the car door for Qiao Yunxue.

  "Thank you!" With a curved eyebrow and eyes, Qiao Yunxue carefully put the cake in first, then skillfully sat into the car, hugging the cake as she left.

  Her dark eyes scanned over Luo Shaofan beside her, then she got into her Audi and left.

  "Not just one lover, what a pretentious thing!" Su Qinglan gritted her teeth.

  Luo Shaofan only opened the car door, his slender figure entering the Mercedes-Benz. He grasped the steering wheel, but didn't move. His narrow eyes scanned the taxi that had already started up.

  Qiao Yunxue stared at the large cake on her knees with a thoughtful expression. Her eyebrows and eyes were curved, and there was a hint of satisfaction in her demeanor.

  Lu Shao Fan suddenly averted her gaze - she was gentle and reserved, how could she still be so beautiful and charming. She couldn't have forgotten those romantic moments in her heart...

  "Honey..." A pitiful voice came from outside the car.

  Lo Shao Fan's gaze fell on Su Qing Lan as his narrow eyes flashed.

  "I... I came by taxi. I don't have a car to go home." Su Qinglan's fingers were intertwined, her teeth clenched, and she stood timidly at the edge of the car door.

  Luo Shaofan opened the car door.

  "Hubby you're so good." Immediately, her eyebrows flew up and she smiled, Su Qinglan hastily opened the car door and silently sat down beside Luo Shaofan.

  He stepped on the accelerator, Luo Shaofan's eyes didn't stray, his large hands slowly manipulating the steering wheel: "Long Ji and Jing Hua can't coexist, but there's no need for you to intervene."

  "It is..." Su Qinglan's lips trembled slightly as she responded, but the expression on her face was entirely different. "Husband, I'll go back and bring the baby."

  Lu Shao Fan didn't say another word, only stepped on the gas pedal harder. The car sped under the sun, emitting a dazzling glare, and rushed towards Longji like lightning. It wasn't until they reached the parking lot that the two of them got out.

  "Husband......" This is the Longji headquarters, not the Long residence? Su Qinglan looked at Luo Shaofan in confusion - what did he bring her to the company for?

  "Have Fang Qingqing send that initial agreement to my office." Luo Shaobai had already strode into the Longji headquarters.

  "Husband..." Su Qinglan's face turned pale, but she didn't dare say more. She stood under the sun for ten seconds before heading to the marketing department.

  She walked into the marketing department, entered her temporary office, and Su Qinglan put on the airs of a young lady from a wealthy family, pressing the hands-free phone: "Fang Qinqin, find that agreement from that day, come over immediately."

  In less than a minute, the beautiful and moving Fang Qinqin ran over. Both hands respectfully presented that contract.

  Su Qinglan pointed with one finger and Fang Qinqin hastily placed it in her palm.

  "Madam, are we going to deal with this contract or what?" Fang Qingqing blinked her eyes. Jinghua did not acknowledge it, the contract itself had lost its significance.

  She glanced at Fang Qingqing with a cold gaze, Su Qinglan's tone was cold and arrogant: "What does this have to do with you?"

  It's... Fang Qing stopped talking.

  Holding the agreement, Su Qinglan flipped through it twice, still frowning - how did Rong Qian see that there was a problem with this agreement? Or was he just pretending?

  But Luo Shaofan has promised that tomorrow Long Ji will send someone to Beijing to give an explanation.

  A glimpse

  Su Qinglan smiled slightly: "I'm going to see Luo Zong. Fang Xiang, you come too."

  "Oh." She responded cleverly and quickly followed Su Qinglan. Fang Qingqing, however, secretly glanced at the contract, was it still useful?

  Standing beside Luo Shaofan, Fang Qingqing didn't dare to speak. Su Qinglan also didn't dare to speak, and only secretly observed Luo Shaofan's expression.

  As he flipped through the contents, Luo's eyebrows furrowed and his eyes finally landed on the Imperial Seal of Jinghua, his expression becoming increasingly peculiar.

  "Husband?" Su Qinglan finally couldn't help but ask quietly, "Is there really a problem? Is it a small problem or a big one? Husband, shouldn't be a problem, right?"

  Luo Shaofeng swept his gaze over Su Qinglan's cautious expression, stood up, and slapped the contract onto the office desk: "Hmph, minor issue."

  "That's good." Su Qinglan immediately smiled with joy, covering her mouth, "It turns out that Rong Qian was just trying to scare us. Luckily my husband is wise..."

  "It's enough to sentence me to three years in prison." Luo Shaofan cut off her words, his tone a few degrees colder, "Of course, you can't escape the disaster of imprisonment either."

  "Ah——" Su Qinglan and Fang Qinqin were shocked. Su Qinglan's face turned pale, and she immediately softened, "Husband..."

  Jian Qingqing immediately retreated outside the office when she saw something was wrong.

  Luo Shaofeng gazed out of the window at the blue sky and white clouds, without saying a word.

  Su Qinglan's hands were shaking as she picked up the contract, clutching it tightly to her chest: "Husband, I understand, husband don't be angry, I know I was wrong. For the sake of our baby, husband mustn't be mad at me. I'll go to Jinghua tomorrow to apologize..."

  Su Qinglan was about to cry, but she still didn't understand where in the agreement had committed such a serious crime...

  But no matter what, this stalemate in the valley is absolutely because of Qiao Yunxue.

  "I hate you, Qiao Yunxue." Su Qinglan muttered to herself, her fingers clenched into fists. Her gaze fell on Fang Qingqing, who was standing awkwardly at the door. That thing... had been handled by Fang Qingqing from the start...

  Qiao Yunxue, who was hated, is in a good mood now.

  Jumping down from the taxi, hugging a cake, she smiled brightly and stood at the entrance of the Sunset Gallery: "Dad, Mom, I'm having my birthday!"

  Dad and mom didn't come out, but Li Dama next door did. Looking at her spirited and lively appearance, I couldn't help but laugh: "Twenty-eight years old?"

  "Uh-huh." Qiao Yunxue nodded, looking around the gallery, wondering why there was no one inside. The Sunset Gallery also had several masterpieces, and even the cheapest one would be worth tens of thousands.

  Dad and mom aren't afraid of thieves stealing oil paintings? If someone takes it, that would be a huge loss.

  "Pfft——" Mrs. Li chuckled beside her, "Fortunately, she got married, otherwise once she passed 28 years old, it would be 29, and Ah Dou (the girl) would become the oldest spinster in Oil Painting Village. That Mr. Rong is indeed a good person, he solved Ah Dou's problem so quickly."

  "Ah——" Qiao Yunxue couldn't laugh anymore, and with a fierce tone, she muttered, "Auntie, you're just like my mom, always speaking ill of me. I'm only 28, while Mr. Rong is already 32, he's four years older than me. It's clear that I accidentally fell into the wolf's den and solved his biggest problem. Auntie, Mr. Rong is obviously an old cow eating tender grass..."

  "Uh..." Mrs. Li stifled a laugh and pointed behind her, "Old Cow..."

  "What? Oil Painting Street really has beef now? Yellow cattle or water buffalo, slaughtered on the spot?" Qiao Yunxue was stunned for a moment, "Auntie, it's best to have yellow cattle. The meat of yellow cattle is more delicious... tender, smooth, fragrant..."

  Li Dama squatted down, laughing and pointing with one hand at Qiao Yunxue's back: "Girl...".

  It wasn't until then that she felt something was off, and Qiao Yunxue finally turned around.

  Her slender hands immediately covered her face, and Qiao Yunxue sobbed: "Old cow..." Not a yellow cow or a water buffalo, but the old cow that had just eaten tender grass.

  A gentle and refined man with a tight face. In his dark pupils, there was a faintly bright light.

  This is by no means the good-tempered Rong Qian on the bed.

  Rong Qian stretched out his long arm and took the cake from the little woman's hand who was in a daze.

  Qiao Yunxue scolded him: "Why didn't you work hard to earn money today......"

  "Dad and mom are waiting for us at the restaurant." Rong Qian said calmly.

  "Huh?" Qiao Yunxue blinked in confusion, "How did you know Mom and Dad are waiting for us in the living room?"

  "I'll take care of it."

  "Really?" Qiao Yunxue blinked her eyes, "Can you calculate? Then calculate when Long Ji will come over and apologize to Jing Hua."

  "Tomorrow." He walked away calmly and quietly.

  "Tomorrow? Really, you can trust him to make a fool of himself." Qiao Yunxue forgot about Huang Niu's embarrassment and burst out laughing. "If tomorrow Long Ji really comes to apologize, we'll suspend the AA system for a few days. I'll be your 'yellow-faced wife' - if Mr. Rong tells me to stand, I absolutely won't sit; if Mr. Rong tells me to lie down, I absolutely won't sit..."