Tadpole and egg date

  The tall and slender figure suddenly stopped. Turning sideways, his long eyes scanned over and gazed at her condescendingly from above.

  She raised her neck and glanced back at Qiao Yunxue, who merely twisted her waist a bit more and happened to stick out her chest a bit higher.

  Mr. Rong said it early on, people must have momentum. She has already listened carefully and executed strictly.

  "En. Good!" Rong Qian's black pupils seemed to have a hint of smile in them. But when Jiao Yunxue wanted to take another look, inside was calm and peaceful again, with only a clear-cut face emitting a faint interest.

  "You're definitely going to lose." She muttered, her nostrils almost pointing upwards, her eyebrows curved, "Do you think Luo Shaofeng will really order Su Qinglan to come and apologize tomorrow? You just don't understand his pride."

  Eight years was enough for her to understand Luo Shaobai. The proud and arrogant young master of the Luo family, who loved saving face, could be said to have a bad temper, but when it came down to admitting defeat to someone, that wasn't Luo's style.

  "Oh?" What's wrong? Rong Qian hooked her lips, and a charming smile burst out.

  "If you lose, let the swallow move out." She puffed out her cheeks, stared at him, and directly ignored his charming smile. Apparently, all the aftermath of bringing the swallow was blamed on him, but the anger was vented on the swallow.

  No matter what kind of fairy Yanzi is, anyway one family can't hold two women. Yanzi has to scram immediately.

  He has a very good attitude.

  Following Rong Qian into the restaurant on Oil Painting Street, going up to the second floor, Qiao Yunxue looked at Rong Qian in surprise.

  He even booked a private room.

  There's a strange feeling in her heart. But she didn't have the mind to care about Rong Qian, and had already fluttered in like a butterfly, smiling with narrowed eyes: "Dad, Mom——"

  As expected, they all came. Rong Qian is blunt but belongs to the action faction, and things have been handled neatly.

  Xia Xinqin pinched her daughter's dimples: "What's the fun? Aren't you young people most annoyed by birthdays now? It's said that with each passing year, one gets older..."

  "Mom, why do you always bring up the past? " Pouting her small mouth, Qiao Yunxue sat down next to her mother, intentionally pouting, "Look, if a daughter is old, then the mother must be an old lady."

  "This girl......" Xia Xinqin glared at Qiao Chengkang with wide eyes, looking annoyed, "Look, you've spoiled her rotten, no respect for elders or youngers."

  Qiao Chengkang smiled: "What's the point of saying these useless things? Come on, the dishes are getting cold. Let's eat quickly and go back to the store! Yunxue, Rong Qian said he still needs to go back to work, come on, let's dig in..."

  Rong Qian nodded his head, although he didn't say much, but didn't appear cold. Qiao Chengkang looked pleased and even drank a cup of wine.

  A meal was spent in a quiet and peaceful atmosphere. Putting down the chopsticks, symbolically sharing some cake to eat, Xia Xinqin suddenly became serious: "Rong Qian..."

  "Mom?" Rong Qian's face was warm and gentle, his eyes calm, looking like a well-behaved son-in-law.

  Xia Xinqin pulled her daughter's hand: "Rong Qian, the ugly daughter-in-law has to meet her parents-in-law. Our girl... when can we see your father and mother?"

  He poured two cups of hot tea for the old couple, and his gentle gaze fell on Qiao Yunxue's face. He smiled faintly: "When my parents come over, they will come to see Yunxue."

  Xia Xinqin shook her head: "I always feel anxious in my heart. You and Yunsnow didn't have a wedding, no relatives or friends came to witness it from your side. Although you've obtained the marriage certificate, I always have this feeling that it's like my daughter secretly married into your family and isn't being taken seriously..."

  "Xin Qin, let's go to work, we'll talk about it next time." Qiao Chengkang hastily stopped his wife, how could this be discussed with his son-in-law.

  Qiao Chengkang secretly gave his daughter a look, hinting that she should let Rong Qian leave quickly.

  "About the wedding, I didn't think it through. I made you worry. But my parents are really not convenient to meet recently. Please forgive me."

  "Understand, understand." Qiao Chengkang hastily mediated, while secretly tugging at his wife's hem.

  Qiao Yunxue suddenly scooped up a spoonful of cake, smiling brightly as she fed it to her mother: "Mom, this cake is especially delicious. It's good for your stomach, Mom, eat a bit more, at least half before we head back home, or else it'll be too wasteful. Mom, let's go to work now. See you later!"

  "After finishing speaking, Rong Qian pulled hard: "Go to work! If you don't go now, you'll be late and aren't you afraid that Boss Jing Hua will fire you?"

  Swallowing her cake, Xia Xinqin pulled Rong Qian to the small balcony of the private room and closed the door tightly.

  "My mother-in-law and Yunxue get along very well." Rong Qian said calmly.

  Shaking her head, Xia Xinqin slowly grasped Rong Qian's wrist: "When I saw you, I felt a little familiar at the time, and even had a feeling of seeing an old friend, and also had a very comforting feeling. So even if that girl was so impulsive and got a certificate with you, I'm glad she has good taste. However..."

  Xia Xinqin's expression was somewhat embarrassed.

  "Mother-in-law..." was extremely modest and sincere, "Is there something?"

  "I'm not saying anything, it's just that I always feel a little uneasy in my heart." Xia Xinqin gently patted Rong Qian's arm, "This girl looks lovely and cheerful, but she's a bit stubborn... Rong Qian, money can't be earned forever, pay more attention to Yunxue. This girl doesn't tell anyone about her troubles. The happier she smiles, the tighter she hides her worries, and the more anxious I become as her mother... A woman only feels a sense of belonging to a man after having a baby. Rong Qian, do you understand what I mean?"

  "I understand." Firm yet gentle, humble and modest black pupils shone with a dazzling light in the dark night.

  Xia Xinqin smiled comfortably: "As long as you understand, that's good. Marriage is like this, without love, as long as there is heart, it will also be very good. The child is the bond between two people."

  Her eyes flashed, and she remained silent with a humble expression.

  "It's time to go to work!" came the urging voice from inside the house of Qiao Yunxue.

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  All the way to the sales office of Yingyue Garden, Qiao Yunxue's questioning eyes kept scanning Rong Qian's face. As if wanting to see from his face what he had just said to his mother on the balcony.

  The Audi suddenly stopped when there was still a hundred meters to the Mingyue Garden.

  "Hey?" Qiao Yunxue raised an eyebrow, she was already late, why did he stop?

  She calmly took her phone, adjusted the function, and stuffed it into her hand: "Take a picture."

  "What? What's going on?"

  Qiao Yunxue looked at him with a puzzled expression, and pressed down on her phone, where she immediately saw a profile picture of Rong Qian. His shallow wheat-colored skin, angular facial features, deep-thinking expression, slightly pursed thin lips, and half-open collar revealing his well-proportioned and enticing physique...

  He's really handsome, with a face and figure that could easily pass as the male lead in an idol drama. Qiao Yunxue swallowed hard, forcing herself to look away. Sigh, even if he was her own husband, being sized up like this was still quite embarrassing.

  Rong Qian handed over her mobile phone, saved the photo well, and then stuffed the mobile phone back into her palm, with a gentle tone: "In the future, when driving, if you want to see me, there is one in your mobile phone..."

  "Ah?" Her eyes locked onto the man with no temperature, Qiao Yunxue suddenly jumped up, "Rong Qian, how can you be so self-absorbed? Who wants to look at you. You're just a nose and two eyes, the same as all humans..."

  This guy took a photo, and it was actually for her to see him?

  Rong Qian's speed was incredibly fast, and with a swift motion, he stretched out his hand to press down on her shoulder, not allowing her small head to kiss the car roof.

  Feeling the warmth and strength of his large palm, Qiao Yunxue suddenly blushed, quickly pressed the button, opened the car door, and ran towards Yingyue Garden.

  Her thin lips slightly curved, her humble appearance seemed to smile but not quite, as she gazed at the figure of her running. Until disappearing into the sales department, she returned to the Beijing headquarters.

  As soon as he opened the office door, Rong Qian was slightly stunned.

  "What's wrong, didn't expect to see your dad?" Yong Changfeng stood by the window.

  Loosen his tie, calmly and quietly pull open all the curtains: "Not unexpected. Dad should come here."

  "The daughter of the Director of the Bureau of Industry and Commerce... what do you think?" Yong Changfeng turned around.

  Rong Qian's black pupils flashed: "I didn't notice."

  Rong Chang furrowed his brow: "Although not officially named, the management of the capital has been good in recent years. However, career is important, and the bloodline of the Rong family is also very important. You should consider continuing the Rong family line. A marriage between an official and a merchant would be the best choice."

  "I will consider the Rong family's bloodline." Rong Qian calmly met his father's fierce gaze.

  "That's good......" Rong Chang nodded his head.

  "Dad, for a woman with feelings, I won't let go." Rong Qian sat down, opened the computer, calm and decisive, "A woman without feelings, sleeping together is just like being with a piece of wood, what's the point!"

  "But that woman no longer exists, you should change your perspective." Rong Changfeng turned around, looking at his son with a expressionless face, and suddenly softened his tone, "Dad is doing this for your own good."

  "Dad's view is just an alliance between government and business." Rong Qian pointed out calmly.

  Jong-won has left.

  Rong Qian walked towards the balcony, leaning lazily against the railing, gazing into the distance. He lit a cigarette.

  After a cigarette, he came in and pressed the hands-free: "Qian Tao, put pressure on Jinghua. Must force them to come over tomorrow to apologize. Luo Shaofan won't drag out the time anymore."

  "However, why don't you take this opportunity to strike back? Such a chance is hard to come by again." Qian Tao suggested cautiously.

  "It won't work." Rong Qian's tone became more serious, "Things have changed."

  "What's wrong?" Qian Tao didn't understand.

  "Nowadays, she would sympathize with Luo Shaofan. Her heart... hasn't settled down yet." Rong Qian said calmly.

  "Ah..." Qian Tao suddenly realized, "Zong, I understand now. The time is a bit short, and I was too impatient. Now I just hope Yunxue gives birth to a child, then many things will go smoothly..."

  "Shut up!" Three light words sealed off Qian Tao's lengthy argument. Rong Qian hung up the phone.

  Qiao Yunxue thought her birthday had passed, but when she returned home that evening and opened the door, Yanzhi bounced over with a bright face: "La la la la - the birthday star is back! Come, I've prepared a candlelit dinner for you, take your time, you two!"

  "Oh?" Nothing ventured, nothing gained. Either a scoundrel or a thief. Qiao Yunxue looked at Swallow with the eyes of a spy.

  "Don't stare at me like that! Look, I'm the one who's been taken advantage of. I've accompanied you to spend money and eat cake." Swallowing her pride, she took out a stack of cash from her purse and handed it over to him, "Six thousand, two months' rent! Although I calculated it for a day, I still think it's not worth it, but I'm giving it to you anyway. Be happy!"

  It's always a happy thing to receive money. Qiao Yunxue's eyes twitched slightly - Yanzi as the financial manager, wouldn't Jinghua's finances be in chaos?

  Enthusiastically pushing Qiao Yunxue into the bedroom, Yanzi let go of her and slipped away. A voice came from the front door: "I'm not home, you can be infinitely passionate. Brother can be more forceful, sister-in-law can shout louder..."

  "Swallow, come back here!" What nonsense are you talking about? Qiao Yunxue's face turned red as she chased after him. Just as she took a step forward, Rong Qian's long arm reached out and grabbed her wrist.

  Purple lights, exquisite cake, a sexy man wearing only a vest... Qiao Yunxue's eyes darted around, looking everywhere but at the beautiful scene in front of her.

  It's too warm and fuzzy for her and Rong Qian.

  But this atmosphere really disturbs people's minds. I only feel a strange warm current flowing from my chest, surging towards my limbs and bones. It makes her heart softer, her bright eyes, unknowingly hazy.

  Her misty eyes also made Rong Qian's black pupils a few shades deeper. Rong Qian exerted some force and pulled her back down to sit: "The swallow is ready, eat something casually."

  "The light is too dim," said Qiao Yunxue.

  "It will definitely not go up your nose." Rong Qian said with a serious face.

  "I'm a bit hot." She really felt the atmosphere was making her hot.

  "Uh-huh, changing into pajamas is cooler."

  "I'm not changing into pajamas." She immediately became alert and glared at him, "Rong Qian, you're thinking dirty again."

  "Husband and wife... don't want others to laugh at us." Rong Qian's words were straightforward and forceful. However, his expression was solemn and stern, as if he were discussing a matter of national importance.

  Even more hurt, Qiao Yunxue glared at him and finally decided not to argue with the honest man, and sat down decisively to enjoy her birthday gift.

  Delicious food and fine wine. Plus exquisite cake. She picked up the red wine, on which was a string of French words, and then put it down again.

  Pouting, Qiao Yunxue glanced at him: "I know that Yanzi must be a relative of some director in Beijing, otherwise, how could he manage the finances of so many companies at such a young age. It's really strange that you have a friend like Yanzi who is so rich."

  The more I think about it, the more depressed I become. I lift my head and see that Rong Qian has already opened the red wine and is pouring a full glass.

  "Hey, what about mine?" It's obviously her birthday, but he only cares about himself.

  "This... has a bit of an alcohol content, Yunxue will get drunk if she drinks it." Rong Qian advised with good intentions.

  "She glared at him: 'I'm very good at drinking.'"

  Is there? Rong Qian was staring at her, and suddenly smiled faintly. For a short month, she had been facing him with a fake expression, last time was pretending to be drunk, he really didn't know if she had any alcohol tolerance or not. With a flash of his long eyes, he filled up a large cup for her.

  "Just have one cup." Rong Qian reminded.

  "I'll just have one more bottle, two bottles." She pouted, "Rong Qian, I give you absolute freedom. You should also give me space. If even drinking is restricted by you, what's the use of our relationship?"

  A faint smile, humble and thin lips pursed tightly, no longer speaking.

  Two bottles down, Qiao Yunxue got drunk. Drunk as she was, she didn't get crazy or wild, but just smiled, gazing at Rong Qian and smiling, then stood up, leaned close to his ear, and whispered: "Rong Qian, if we had met a few years earlier, I might have fallen in love with you."

  "Oh?" Rong Qian raised an eyebrow, "We're already married."

  "Yes, we are married." She smiled, but her eyes were wet and looked a bit pitiful. "If you said you had romantic feelings for me, I would laugh."

  He snatched the wine bottle from her hand and softened his tone: "Women can't drink too much."

  "But you're still drinking!" She was puzzled, "In the past I used to drink a lot. In business settings, how can you not drink?"

  Her heart moved slightly, and she remained silent for a few seconds - for Long Ji, for Luo Shaofan's future, she had to fight for it in the business world... but wine hurts people, especially fertility, and Luo Shaofan didn't stop her.

  "Men and women are different." He explained with a good temper.

  "What's the difference between men and women now?" She glared at him, extremely disdainful of his male chauvinism. "Women earn money just like men, pay mortgages just like men, spend living expenses just like men, and work hard just like men. And on top of that, we women can do things that men can't!"

  "Oh?" Rong Qian furrowed her brow,

  "Women still have to give birth." She smiled proudly, "Can you men give birth?"

  Rong Qian's handsome face stiffened.

  "Are you kidding me?" She laughed.

  Looking at her drunken and charming appearance, Rong Qian asked calmly: "How do women give birth to children?" Without a man, a woman can't give birth either. But he tactfully didn't say that out loud.

  "How did you give birth?" Qiao Yunxue smiled with narrowed eyes, "Yang Sheng has lived to this age, except for going to work, there is no other fun, it's really pitiful. He doesn't even know the common sense that a junior high school student would know."

  Rong Qian's eyes fluttered open, a faint smile rising to her lips. She didn't speak.

  She tilted her head, pulled him up with one hand, and gestured for him to take off his clothes. Pointing at his lower abdomen, she demonstrated: "You have little tadpoles here, I have eggs here. They're dating..."

  "Oh..." He nodded, staring at her slightly bulging belly, his face flushed with drink, his voice slightly unsteady, "How did they go on a date?"

  "How do they date?" This question stumped the drunk beauty, blinking her eyes, Qiao Yunxue leaned forward, staring at his crotch, as if hesitating whether to continue demonstrating.

  A faint scent of wine, mixed with a faint body fragrance, hits the nose. Rong Qian's long eyes are exceptionally bright, and his breathing is getting more and more urgent. His long arm stretched out, her small buttocks fell into his palm, through the thin skirt, her beautiful curves slowly fit his tall figure.

  Her body trembled involuntarily - his hand was slowly crawling towards the beautiful depths.

  He whispered to her in a low voice: "Lie down well. I'll tell Yunxue how they dated..."

  "Why should I lie down?" She blinked her eyes in discontent. "I still prefer Mr. Rong to be underneath."

  "Because..." He gazed at her with a hint of a smile, "Attack, and the egg will be received."