No money and no power, yet still going to a brothel to pick up women, I must have misjudged him.

  Jiang Qiong left with a smile on her face. She also let Tian Tian climb into Qiao Yunxue's arms to act coquettishly.

  Every day, those slender eyes, just like Luo Shaofeng. Slender and slender, like starlight shining in all directions, perfect to the point of being infuriating.

  Qiao Yunxue slowly opened her eyes, put down the sky, turned around and left.

  "I will contact Shao Fan and ask him to come over as soon as possible." Jiang Qiong smiled and left with her grandson.

  "Yunxue——" Xia Xinqin anxiously followed behind her daughter, but didn't know what to say. As the saying goes, "no one knows a daughter better than her mother", her daughter was proud and arrogant, being coerced by Jiang Qiong like this was both humiliating and helpless.

  The daughter will yield to the neighbors of Oil Painting Street.

  But the mother's true heart feels that this ending is not bad either. At least, this is Jiang Qiong personally seeking peace, and her daughter will marry again, she will definitely not suffer from those evil spirits again, and will stand up straight as a person.

  Qiao Chengkang glared at his daughter, stared at his wife, neither of them dared to speak, and only gestured anxiously on the spot: "Rather than demolish ten temples, I would not break one marriage. Xin Qinxin you...!"

  "Yunxue was originally going to marry Luo Shaofan. If it weren't for Su Qinglan appearing, our son-in-law would be Luo Shaofan now." Xia Xinqin's anxious words were spoken without thinking, and she feared being overheard by her daughter, so she lowered her voice, glaring fiercely at her husband.

  She didn't want her daughter to be forced, but even more so, she didn't want her daughter to become a sinner on Oil Painting Street. There was no choice but to think of another way.

  Listening to her parents' argument, Qiao Yunxue quickened her pace and left her parents' line of sight.

  She knew her parents would continue arguing for her sake, but she couldn't persuade them otherwise.

  With nowhere to go, she stood by the road, staring blankly at the high-rise buildings. After a moment's thought, she suddenly dialed a long-forgotten phone number.

  Fang Qingqing.

  Fang Qingqing has not appeared again, causing confusion and worry. But after all, she is Long Ji's person, so it's better not to contact her too much. However, she still remembers that Fang Qingqing had left something with Rong Qian.

  The document framing her.

  The phone number has expired.

  Qiao Yunxue stared blankly at her phone. It had only been half a year, but everything was different now. Fang Qingqing had changed her phone number, had she really started a brand new life?

  It's estimated that Fang Qianqian has left Su Qinglan far behind and can start a new life now.

  "Su Qinglan..." she muttered to herself, and Qiao Yunxue suddenly understood why Su Qinglan hated her so much.

  When she came to herself in a daze, she found that she was standing at the entrance of Jinghua Building.

  Looking up at the towering skyscraper, Qiao Yunxue slowly tilted her head back, all the way to the top floor. Rong Qian was right there. She wanted to have a good talk with him.

  Two minutes later, she came out of the president's elevator. She had just taken a step when she bumped into someone. Qiao Yunxue hastily dodged to one side, but it was too late. Just as she was about to collide with the other person, she made a big sidestep and passed by the other person. However, the large amplitude of the movement caused her body to lose balance, and she fell to one side.

  A pair of slender yet powerful arms grasped her, accompanied by an unpleasant voice: "Qiao Yunxue, when can you show some semblance of mid-level management?"

  What's the wind like?

  Why do I always meet Rong Dong in the most depressed state? Qiao Yunxue was helpless, bowing her head and standing respectfully: "Sorry, Rong Dong, I bumped into you. I'm really sorry."

  Qiao Yunxue's good attitude made Rong Changfeng feel a bit more at ease, and he temporarily let go of those annoying things: "If you bump into me, it's no big deal, but if you hurt the child in your belly, you won't be able to afford it."

  "What?" Confused, Qiao Yunxue didn't understand. She couldn't afford to compensate for the child in her belly? If there really was a baby, if it was really miscarried, it should be Rong Changfeng who couldn't afford to compensate her...

  Rong Chang shook his head, the woman his son wanted to marry was a bit silly. But after thinking about it, he nodded, precisely because his son was too cunning, so marrying a foolish daughter-in-law would make life easier.

  After thinking about it, Rong Changfeng calmed down and asked with concern: "How many months? Have you been doing prenatal checks on time? Is the baby healthy?"

  "What's going on?" Qiao Yunxue was more and more confused, why did Rong Dong care about her so much? After thinking for a moment, she gritted her teeth, "Rong Dong, I don't have a baby, I lied to you. Sorry, really sorry."

  "Deceive me?" Yong Changfeng's face turned cold with anger. His fists clenched and unclenched, wanting to try something, but in the end he decisively walked into the elevator.

  Shut up you bastard!

  Dazed, Qiao Yunxue watched as Rong Chang disappeared into the elevator. She turned and walked towards the CEO's office. The door was ajar, but inside it was empty, with no sign of Rong Qian.

  "Oh - isn't this the former fiancée of Long Ji's CEO? What is she doing in Old Master Jinghua's office?" A sweet and charming voice sounded from behind her.

  Qiao Yunxue immediately recognized it as the voice of the woman from that day at the wine house. She turned around and looked at Wang Mingxia.

  It's almost Chinese New Year in the cold winter, but this woman wants style without temperature, and actually exposed a lot below her neck.

  One glance and you can tell what kind of woman she is.

  "I'm looking for Rong Qian." Qiao Yunxue tried her best to calm herself down.

  "He's been gone for a few days." Wang Mingxia chuckled, "What, you and he have something going on, so you came here to find him..."

  The strong smell of lipstick on her body was one thing, but even her words were full of it. Qiao Yunxue couldn't take it anymore. She turned around and walked out of the office, heading towards Qian Tao's office.

  Qian Tao is here.

  "Ah? It's Yunxue... no... Mrs. Rong." Qian Tao was forever practicing Tai Chi, and also annoyed by Jiao Yunxue's nickname.

  Qiao Yunxue sat down in front of Qian Tao, staring at him intently: "I'm looking for Rong Qian. You must know where he is?"

  "Cough... " Qian Tao was embarrassed, that's why being a middleman is not easy. After thinking for a while, Qian Tao smiled slyly, "I do know where he is now, but please forgive me, his whereabouts are not suitable for anyone to know at the moment."

  "Am I included?" Qiu Yunxue asked calmly.

  "Uh-huh, including you." Qian Tao nodded, "He can't let anyone disturb him right now."

  "Oh." Qiao Yunxue responded faintly, a hint of disappointment floating up in her heart. She had always thought that Rong Qian, even if he didn't love her, must have some affection for her, but it seemed she was just overthinking...

  She knows how to choose now.

  Qiao Yunxue got up and left with elegant steps, as if nothing had happened.

  It seemed nothing was wrong, but Qian Tao was shocked and followed him out. Watching Qiao Yunxue disappear, he was still stunned there - because Qiao Yunxue didn't say goodbye to him, she just left in a daze. Did she have something on her mind?

  Should I tell Rong Qian?

  Rong Qian will be back tonight, should be fine, right?

  Downstairs, walking towards the gate. The swallow on the first floor exclaimed in surprise: "Sister, how did you come here? You came to see brother, but brother is not here."

  Qiao Yunxue didn't hear that and had already gotten into the taxi. She dialed Jiang Qiong: "I agree, but you must guarantee that Oil Painting Street won't be damaged in the slightest."

  "Of course." Jiang Qiong agreed without hesitation.

  She dialed 114, inquired about the Civil Affairs Bureau's phone number, and calmly called: "I'd like to ask, what is the procedure for divorce formalities..."

  It wasn't until four o'clock in the afternoon that Qiao Yunxue returned to Oil Painting Street. There were reporters taking pictures up ahead, and she didn't go over. She just glanced from a distance and headed towards Xiyang Gallery.

  Xia's two elderly parents were anxiously waiting at home for her. When they saw their daughter return, they finally relaxed and let out a sigh of relief: "Yunxue..."

  "I've already promised Aunt Jiang," she said softly to her parents, heading upstairs. "Don't worry, Mom and Dad, Jiang Qiong won't bother us on Oil Painting Street. Rong Qian loves kids, he knows the truth will divorce me. And I... and Luo Shaoban... will be very happy."

  Her tone was as cheerful as ever, and the two elderly members of the Xia family were finally at ease.

  She climbed up to the third floor, feeling completely drained. Qiao Yunxue crawled into the large red quilt and didn't have the strength to move anymore. But as she hugged the quilt, she suddenly jumped up - it seemed like there was still Rong Qian's scent on the quilt.

  The bed was bought by him, and the bedding set was all bought by him. His attitude was to accompany her to live in her parents' home for a long time. This move scared her so much that she obediently returned home the next day.

  "Rong Qian! Stinky Rong Qian!" She pounded the pillow, venting all her frustration on it, pounding again and again, but her eyes were moist. "You're a Ph.D. who's been abroad, why don't you learn from foreigners and not be so obsessed with having a baby? But now you won't even have the chance to have a DINK family, who made you powerless and penniless? Fine, you never loved me anyway, we'll get a divorce, I'll marry someone else right away, and you can go be with Zhao Peirong who's been waiting for you... Waaah, Rong Qian, why are you so hateful..."

  "Rong Qian, why are you so annoying?" Luo Shaofan said with a frown on the golf course.

  The sun sets in the west, casting a cold and gloomy light on two men of equal height and build.

  Rong Qian is two years older, more steady. Luo Shaofan is more unrestrained, even his smile is more unrestrained, looking more suitable to be a lover.

  "Oh." Rong Qian raised an eyebrow, calm and composed, "It's a matter of character. The more I look at Luo Shaoyou, the more I like him. As they say, 'a Buddha in the eyes of a Buddha, a demon in the eyes of a demon.' I am a gentleman, so the Luo Shaoyou I see is also a gentleman. Luo Shaoyou has a heart full of malice, and when he sees me, he feels disgusted."

  "Hmm..." A cold hum, Luo Shaofan slowly pursed his thin lips, questioning, "You did it on purpose. Rong Qian, three days have passed, and you've managed to make us draw for the past three days. May I ask why?"

  "Oh? Or you can try to win me over on purpose." Rong Qian raised his golf club.

  Luo Shaofan gritted his teeth and used a smile to cover up the awkwardness: "If I had deliberately tried to win against you..."

  "So you're saying I have the skill to intentionally tie with you? Don't praise me, Luo Shao's praise is not deserved." Rong Qian smiled faintly and handed the racket to the ball boy, while taking a suit tie from the ball boy's hand and slowly adjusting it. He put on his suit and carefully smoothed out every almost imperceptible wrinkle. As he did so, he casually asked, "Didn't you gain anything in these three days?"

  "Of course, there's a huge gain!" Luo Shaofan revealed a mysterious smile. Even without contacting his family, he knew that his mother would take care of everything and when he returned, he could reunite with Qiao Yuxue.

  "I also gained something." Rong Qian nodded and finally tied his tie.

  Luo Shaofan furrowed his brow and sized up Rong Qian for a while, shaking his head: "Rong Qian, are you really the son of Rong Changfeng?"

  "Oh?" Rong Qian raised an eyebrow, his voice light and toneless, impossible to discern any emotion.

  Luo Shaofeng shook his head, mysteriously smiling: "You and Rong Changfeng have different personalities, appearances, and you've never stayed at the Rong family villa. Could it be that you, Rong Qian, were picked up by Rong Changfeng?"

  "What does this have to do with Luo Shaohua?" Rong Qian walked forward.

  "It doesn't matter." Luo Shaofan shook his head. He took the phone card from the ball boy's hand, which had been kept for him for three days, and walked with Rong Qian to the parking lot.

  Rong Qian picked up his phone and dialed: "Qian Tao, I'm back now. Are all the things ready? I need to use them tonight—"

  "Wait a minute—" Luo Shaofan snatched the phone from Rong Qian's hand, his expression shocked. "Didn't you throw away your SIM card? How are you still making calls?"

  "Bring it here. I'll tell you." Rong Qian's hand rose and fell with a steady, heavy motion, yet somehow incredibly agile, and the phone was back in his hand in an instant. "Doesn't Luo Shao know that dual-card dual-standby is already popular? Does he only have one card in his phone? Nowadays, which high-level manager doesn't prepare two phones, each with two cards?"

  "I only..." Luo Shaofeng's voice suddenly stopped, his face gradually turned red, and he grabbed Yun Qian's collar, "Yun Qian, you're cheating? You're not a gentleman? You actually cheated!"

  "A soldier is not afraid of deceit." Rong Qian turned his hand over and grabbed Luo Shaofan's wrist, "To deal with a man who covets my wife, all 36 strategies can be used. Now only one or two have been used. The later part may be even more wonderful."

  "Pfft!" Luo Shaofeng's eyes narrowed into a thin line, "You dare to covet my wife? You're lucky I can still say this out loud. Although I don't know how true Su Qinglan's words are, I can confirm that you've been lusting after Yunxue for years."

  "What's wrong with that?" Rong Qian raised an eyebrow, lightly saying, "I admire a woman, this is a man's instinct."

  "It's really hard to tell. You're indeed treacherous and shameless!" Luo Shaofan suddenly flipped his hand over, grasped Rong Qian's collar again, and narrowed his sharp eyes into a line, "Rong Qian, we can't coexist."

  "Will you not stand for two?" Gently repeating Luo Shaofan's words, Rong Qian glanced at his hand, the corner of his mouth slightly hooked, "This should be said by me. Luo Shao, recognize clearly. I married the woman I loved, that was my ability. You let go of the woman you loved, because you were not mature enough. The gap between us is that I am two years older than you, this two-year gap, you can't close it in your lifetime. Ginger will always be old and spicy."

  Luo Shaofan pulled his collar tighter: "So, now you can tell me, what have you been up to these past three days?"

  "It's not me playing around, it's me accompanying Young Master Luo to play." Rong Qian gently patted away Young Master Luo Fan's hand. "Didn't you see the reporters taking pictures in front? Now the whole city can see that the competition between Longji and Jinghua has become a raging fire. The CEO of Longji is openly using violence to threaten the CEO of Jinghua."

  She turned around, and indeed there was a flashing light. Lu Shao Fan quickly withdrew his arm, but his fist still clenched and unclenched: "Rong Qian, you're not actually going to ask the Jinghua Board of Directors for 3 billion RMB, are you? You used Wang Mingxia, had her pass on false information to me?"

  "Brilliant!" Praise for Luo Shaofan, Rong Qian nodded slightly, pulled the car door open, with a faint sense of detachment and a hint of amusement. "As the top management of the company, our goal is to make money for the company. With the least amount of capital, we need to earn the greatest profit. If I really asked the board of directors for 3 billion, I would definitely be removed from office by tomorrow."

  Luo Shaofan's face turned pale. He was speechless. He had understood that Rong Qian had a ghost, so he followed closely behind Rong Qian, but he didn't expect that Rong Qian would use the spy Wang Mingxia he sent over to mislead him and lead him astray for three days.

  But until now I don't know what kind of evil thing Rong Qian has been secretly doing!

  Rong Qian shook his head, with a profound meaning: "Luo Shao, have you ever heard that any developer would take out 3 billion from their own account to gamble on the real estate market?"

  "Shut up!" Luo Shaofan was no longer patient, he vaguely knew that he had been used by Rong Qian. He clenched his fists, as if wanting to smash Rong Qian's Audi.

  Rong Qian has already started the Audi, and faintly reminded: "I not only use soldiers to deceive, but also use strategy to counter strategy, create a diversion in the east and attack in the west. Luo Shao should go back and take a look, recently it seems that the Provincial Cultural Department, Provincial Land Bureau and other departments are all concerned about Oil Painting Street..."

  Rong Qian's Audi hadn't even warmed up yet when Luo Shaofeng's Mercedes had already sped away. The dust kicked up almost obscured the twilight.

  Look at the time, it's already five o'clock. Winter nights come especially early, and the sky has darkened. Rong Qian stepped on the accelerator, and the Audi headed towards Oil Painting Street.

  Before long, Audi stopped in front of the Sunset Gallery. With elegant steps, Rong Qian walked inside.

  Just as he was about to go upstairs, Xia Xinqin blocked him: "Rong Qian, you can't go up."

  "Mother?" Rong Qian calmly gazed at her mother-in-law, but a subtle unease rose in her heart.

  "You and the woman were hugging each other in a private room at the wine tower, what kind of decency is that? Yunxue will definitely divorce you and won't see you again." Xia Xinqin forcibly stuffed a bank card into Rong Qian's hand, "There are over 200,000 yuan in here, all of which were saved by Yunxue while working in Beijing. She left it all to you, saying that you're a poor husband who isn't easy to get along with and she's willing to take a loss for you. And also..."

  Xia Xinqin took out a letter from her pocket and handed it to Rong Qian: "Everything she wants to say is in this letter. Rong Qian, take it back and read it again!"

  While saying that, Xia Xinqin pushed Rong Qian outwards: "No money, no power, still going to a wine house private room to fool around with women, I was blind. Leave, I won't see you off!"