Flash marriage, dear wife AA system 123123. I'm having so much fun, my wife should have slapped me a long time ago.

  She even left all the education funds she had saved for her baby to this "freeloader".

  Looking at the two things in his palm, Rong Qian's black pupils shone with a strange light. He didn't push them away, but instead slowly clenched his fist. Without any hesitation, his tall figure took three or four steps around Xia Xinqin and headed upstairs: "There are some things I need to tell her myself."

  "Hey, Rong Qian, Yunxue won't see you——" Xia Xinqin stretched out her hand to stop him, but quickly followed up. But no one could catch up with Rong Qian's long legs and arms. In just two seconds, Rong Qian had already walked upstairs.

  Tall and long-legged, in just a few seconds, Rong Qian was already standing at the door of the third-floor bedroom, his voice urgent and tinged with a hint of anxiety: "Yunxue—"

  The sound stopped abruptly. There was a figure in the house, but it was a big wave, not a straight-haired Qiong Yunxue.

  "Brother, I'm so dead!" Swallow turned around pitifully, her small head hung low, even the corners of her mouth drooping down. Her hands dangled limply by her sides, like a defeated little rooster. She clutched a small piece of paper in her hand, as if it might fall out at any moment. Her big eyes were brimming with tears, but she refused to let them fall.

  "What about Yunxue?" Rong Qian pulled Yanzi back and looked around.

  The room is empty, the big double bed has a bright red quilt folded neatly. There is no sound of breathing on the balcony, no movement in the bathroom, the whole floor is quiet and deserted under the cover of night.

  She is not at home.

  "Brother, I'm sorry. I followed sister-in-law, and she was just collecting her sketches. I was greedy and went downstairs to buy something to eat on the street. But it was only for a moment, when I came back, I couldn't find sister-in-law anywhere! Sister-in-law is so heartless, she doesn't want me anymore. Waaah, brother, I lost sister-in-law!"

  Swallow could no longer hold back, and she wiped away her tears with Rong Qian's tie.

  "It's nothing." Helplessly watching Yanzi's childish movements, letting her wipe away tears and snot on his tie, Rong Qian thought for a moment, then pulled out his phone, "Lin Xiaomei? Has Yunxue contacted you?"

  "No way!" Lin Xiaomei's puzzled voice came, "She didn't come to work today. Is she missing? Manager Rong, Yunxue will definitely be fine, this stinky girl will always look for me first if something happens."

  Rong Qian hung up the phone, furrowed her brow and walked onto the balcony, gazing out at the peaceful Oil Painting Street. She dialed her number repeatedly, but she didn't answer.

  He lit a cigarette with some anxiety, and in the smoke, his handsome face was unfathomable.

  He crushed out his cigarette and shrank back. But he was a tall man, and with one movement, his head accidentally bumped into something. He reached up to rub it and found that he had knocked over two empty clothes hooks.

  Empty clothes hanger?

  She appears to be carefree and casual, but is meticulous in her work, thorough, and wouldn't just take the clothes without taking the hanger. This shows that she hastily gathered the clothes and left.

  "I told you Yunxue won't see you, so of course you can't find her." Xia Xinqin panted as she caught up, not daring to look directly at Rong Qian, but her voice was still loud and her expression very determined.

  Rong Qian didn't say a word, turned around and was about to walk out, but just as he lifted his foot, his long eyes fell on a piece of paper between the pillows. He picked it up, his long eyebrows furrowed into a knot, and his black eyes stared at the elegant handwriting: "If we meet, see you at the Civil Affairs Bureau. Let's schedule a time anytime."

  He left as expected. But he was still rational and left a note for him.

  It seems they can only meet at the Civil Affairs Bureau...

  Zhe Hao, Rong Qian carefully put the note together with the bank card and the letter into the black bag. Then he glanced at Yan Zi: "Let's go home first."

  "Brother, I'm waiting for sister-in-law here." Yanzhi wiped away her tears.

  "We don't have a relationship now..." Xia Xinqin couldn't help but remind him with a straight face, but when she saw Rong Qian's slightly sharp and long eyes, she swallowed the rest of her words.

  "Auntie!" cried Swallow, but Xia Xinqin didn't say a word. Swallow looked at Rong Qian with a wronged expression, seeing Rong Qian frowning, she could only pout her small mouth, go back to the guest room to grab a small package, and obediently went downstairs.

  Xia Xinqin's eyes were deeply dimmed, her thin lips pursed tightly, and when she left, she said lightly: "Mom, even if we're going to get a divorce, we have to meet first."

  "Me..." Xia Xinqin silently watched as Rong Qian walked away.

  Qiao Chengkang also came up at some point, looking embarrassed facing Rong Qian, and turned his face to the side: "Rong Qian... this is really not our fault. Really..."

  "I know." Rong Qian nodded and went downstairs, lazily getting into the Audi. The phone rang again.

  Lin Xiaomei?

  Is there any new news?

  Lin Xiaomei suddenly looked refreshed, but also a bit worried: "Zong, these past two days... Jiang Qiong has been looking for Yunxue. I don't know if it's related to this?"

  "I understand. Thank you!" Rong Qian hung up the phone calmly. He rubbed his forehead - he had forgotten to guard against Jiang Qiong.

  That's indeed a tough guy.

  He understood.

  Rong Qian glanced at the swallow still standing at the door, reluctant to leave: "It's cold, go back early. I'll go to Wang Tingchang's house first."

  "Uh-huh." Swallow obediently responded, her eyes reddening, "Brother is going to find sister-in-law back!"

  As they spoke, Audi had already driven out of Oil Painting Street.

  Swallow couldn't bear to leave, she didn't understand, just those few minutes, how could she have lost her sister too? Standing on the empty Oil Painting Street, Swallow had a flash of inspiration and walked towards the Creative Building.

  Shu Yu was still there. As soon as he saw Shu Yu, Yan Zi's eyes inexplicably turned red, and he grabbed the hem of Shu Yu's clothes, opening his mouth to speak but unable to say a word due to sadness.

  "Don't mess up my suit!" Shu Yu warned, his face tense. He was busy with the oil painting and didn't dare move, even more afraid that Yan Zi would make a mistake and ruin the two days of hard work he had put in.

  "Have you seen my sister-in-law?" Yanzhi pouted, "You're so familiar with her, you must know where she is? Tell me, tell me, I won't...I won't..."

  Swallow's tears fell, and she couldn't say anything more. She sniffled hard, and Swallow had a righteous look on her face, but the words that came out were still sobbing: "Shu Yu, as long as you help me find my sister today, I'll even be your nude model."

  "Human model?" He quoted an exorbitant price and she didn't agree, but now she's bringing it up herself. Shu Yu was so startled that the pen in her hand trembled, causing ink to splatter everywhere, ruining a good painting.

  Shu Yu gritted his teeth and stared at the oil painting. He turned ninety degrees and stared at the swallow.

  "Xia Yan——" Shu Yu flicked her long hair, her wheat-colored face looked not only rugged but also terrifying. She grasped Xia Yan's arm with one hand, as if she was about to tear him apart. "This is the result of my two days' hard work, Xia Yan, you're a jinx."

  "I didn't do anything, I just said one sentence!" The pure face of the swallow was choked red with grievance, and she suggested reluctantly, "You tell me, how much does this painting cost? At worst, I'll buy it."

  "One hundred thousand." Shu Yu gritted his teeth, and the anger in him just wanted to scare this ignorant and arrogant girl to death by naming a sky-high price.

  "One hundred thousand? Aren't you still not finished drawing? You earn one hundred thousand in two days!" Swallow was so scared that she trembled all over, pitifully stretching out three fingers, "How about installment payments? I'll pay you back in three months? I'll use my salary to pay you back. My brother is worried about his wife's mood, and I'm too embarrassed to ask him for money. Shu Yu, you're a man, aren't you?"

  "No way!" Shu Yu glared at her, but put her down anyway.

  The swallow rubbed her sore arm and grumbled with red eyes: "Aren't you an artist? Why are you so cruel..."

  "Who says artists can't smell of copper? Are artists full just by eating air?" Shu Yu glared, making a gesture as if to pick her up again.

  The swallow stared at Shu Yu's ferocious face and took off running: "I'll think of a way to return the 100,000 yuan. Don't chase me, Shu Yu, I won't bother with you again. I'll find my sister-in-law and tell her that this stinky painter is bullying me."

  The swallow is gone.

  As soon as there was no sound, Shu Yu turned around and glanced at the painting room behind him, just in time to meet Qiao Yunxue walking out.

  Qiao Yunxue chuckled and said, "Yanzi is simple-minded and lacks motherly love, always feeling lonely. Shuyu, for my sake, don't scare her."

  Shu Yu listened, his wheat-colored face slightly flushed, picking up the ruined painting: "Yun Xue, I just wanted to scare her away, so she wouldn't discover you."

  "Thank you." She said softly, Qiao Yunxue came over to help him fold up the ruined oil painting and put it in a special discarded painting basket, "Shu Yu, I should only be staying at your place for three to five days, then I'll be fine."

  "Hmm..." Wanting to say more, Shu Yu tightly closed her mouth, only looking at her with a pained expression, probing, "How about I take you on a journey of drifting aimlessly? Don't bother with Rong Qian or Luo Shaobai. Look, because of them, your complexion is so poor now..."

  "Shu Yu, I'm tired and want to sleep early." Qiao Yunxue smiled and interrupted Shu Yu's words, adding a sentence softly, "Rong Qian is a good person. This marriage is my fault, don't blame him. Luo Shaobai's choices over the years are actually the path he had to take. He also...had no choice. Shu Yu, I understand, when it comes to beauty and power, men always choose the former first, that's normal. I've already forgiven Luo Shaobai. It's just that the Oil Painting Street incident, he really went too far, but...he did it for me. Everyone can blame him, except me...can't."

  "Yunxue..." Shu Yu's heart ached as he thought of embracing her, but Qiao Yunxue had already lightly jumped away. "Big Brother Shu wants to force me to leave again, doesn't he?"

  Shu Yu hastily withdrew his arm and took two steps back: "No, no. Yunxue, I'm taking you to my home."

  Entering the cozy room, Qiao Yunxue gazed in the direction of her home, lost in thought. Something hard rubbed against her chin, and she was startled, stretching out her hand to see that small diamond ring.

  Staring at the diamond ring, her face slowly calmed down. Her fingertips gently touched it, and a faint smile bloomed.

  Luò jiā.

  Luo Shaofan was furious, but his anger couldn't compare to that of his father, Luo Cheng: "I'm in poor health and have already found a successor. You've finally stabilized your position, yet you've caused such a huge mess. Using the massive financial resources of Longji, you've messed up the oil painting village project, and now someone has taken advantage of us. Within two days, this incident will be widely criticized by the provincial radio station, provincial newspaper, and online platforms, portraying Longji as ruthless and inhumane. The director of the Land Bureau personally came to see me, saying that not only can't we touch the oil painting village now, but we also need to cancel this transaction. Furthermore, we need to provide a reasonable explanation to the Provincial Committee regarding the relocation of the oil painting village. Otherwise, everyone will be finished! If this matter isn't handled properly, Longji won't be able to get any land in this city again. You must take care of all these things immediately!"

  "Dad, I know." Luo Shaofan clenched his fists. No need to investigate, he also knew who did this.

  He thought he had tricked Rong Qian into leaving, allowing his mother to take down Qiao Yunxue. But Rong Qian also tricked him at the same time, using the power of the media to make him spit out You Hua Cun.

  In this way, Yunxue's side also collapsed by itself. The handle of holding Qiao's family hostage was completely gone.

  Rong Qian, you're ruthless! Even more treacherous!

  Qiao Yunxue received a call from Luo Shaofan the next day.

  At noon, she came to the coffee shop at the entrance of Oil Painting Village.

  She glanced at the tall man waiting by the door, averted her eyes and stepped in ahead of him.

  Luo Shaofan followed her in. She sat down beside her, gazing at her for a long time, her fingertips probing the back of her hand, and finally gently picked up her slender hand: "Yunxue, I don't want to explain why I'm doing this, but please understand that my heart can't do without you. Yunxue, I...can't forget our eight years. Not a single bit."

  Luo Shaofan's voice was usually clear and melodious, but at this moment it was a little hoarse.

  She listened, her shoulders trembling, and raised her head to reveal a faint, weak smile: "You married, had children, divorced, I also got married for half a year, everything is no longer the same. Shao Fan, you won't understand, the feeling of a woman wearing a wedding ring." As she spoke, her gaze softened slightly, gently falling on that small diamond ring.

  There was a man gently putting a diamond ring on the woman, that's absolutely touching... especially for her who had been longing for marriage for eight years.

  "I understand. Give me a chance." Luo Shaofan nodded sincerely, his long eyes sparkling with fire, "Yunxue, I will put the most beautiful diamond ring on Yunxue's finger at the most grand wedding ceremony, in front of the pastor."

  In front of the pastor... her fingertips trembled slightly. This diamond ring was added later, and she didn't wear it in front of anyone. Rong Qian's indifference to marriage was even more so than hers.

  She felt somewhat weak. She casually swept her gaze around and suddenly her blood congealed.

  When did Rong Qian sit behind Luo Shaofan?

  Although it was some distance away, it was directly facing her. Those gentle long eyes were now sharply fixed on her, as if accusing this wife of being unfaithful.

  Her face was a bit pale, Qiao Yunxue didn't have the mind to deal with Luo Shaofan's teasing, and was just about to speak. Luo Shaofan gently grasped her hand and reminded her: "I have an important meeting this afternoon, I have to go. Yunxue, I'll come pick you up tomorrow."

  "Good..." She responded dryly, her face flushing with shame, at a loss for what to do with her hands and feet, completely like a wife caught cheating by her husband.

  She secretly met with Rong Qian, her former lover, and even planned to reunite with him...

  Luo Shaofan didn't notice Rong Qian's presence and hastily left. Qiao Yuxue didn't move, only feeling weak all over, thinking of waiting for Rong Qian to leave before leaving herself.

  But Rong Qian didn't leave. Not only did he not leave, but he also walked towards her. Standing tall in front of her, he gazed at her for a long time.

  Qiao Yunxue's heart was in a flurry, her hands tightly grasping the rim of the coffee cup. Her trembling hands shook the coffee, spilling it onto the table from time to time. Her small mouth quivered lightly, and she couldn't utter a single word.

  My mind is a complete blank.

  "Really getting a divorce?" A soft and cool voice fell from above her head.

  She nodded hastily.

  "Can't you forget him?" Rong Qian asked lightly.

  "Uh-huh." She nodded in agreement.

  Looking at her trembling hands and the splashing coffee, she said calmly: "Then let's go through the formalities now."

  "Ah----" He didn't dislike changes in life, so why did he suddenly agree so decisively? Qiao Yunxue was shocked and raised her head, almost throwing her brain back against the chair, before she saw Rong Qian.

  Still the same as when she first saw him, a cold and incomprehensible Gong Yu.

  She stared at him blankly, feeling empty inside. As expected, she was dispensable to him, probably not even comparable to Zhao Peirong.

  Staring, thinking, hating, she suddenly got angry, and with a defiant tone, she jumped up: "Fine, let's go do it now."

  It's better to do it now, if it's late, he might regret it again, and how can she face the mess in front of her. Yes, she still misses the old days, should thank Rong Qian for letting go so generously, allowing her to reunite with her past love.

  She got up and went back to get the relevant documents, sat in the Audi, but frowned at his empty hands and car: "Where's yours?"

  "Yes." A humble and simple word.

  She always believed every word he said, if he said it was so, then it was. Qiao Yun thought gloomily and glanced at her diamond ring again. In a low voice: "Have you read the letter?"

  "There's nothing." Rong Qian said calmly, "If we're going to part ways, what's the point of leaving any messages. It's better to leave nothing behind."

  A faint pain, a sudden flash of heart. Sensitive as she was, she immediately knew that Rong Qian was angry. It turned out that this steady and calm man even got angry in such a steady manner.

  How infuriating! Can't he just lose his temper once and let her see his true nature, so she can forget him more easily?

  Rong Qian raised an eyebrow and swept a glance over her flushed face: "Kai left it for me. Since it's for our baby's education fund, I might as well use it. A foolish woman who leaves money for my baby will surely have another woman to spend it with."

  Her heart inexplicably started aching. She wanted to cry, but she refused to cry. Gnashing her teeth and biting her lips, she took deep breaths and still managed to smile warmly at him: "Mmm, wishing you an early birth of your noble child..."

  No, she's going to cry again.

  She's really stupid...

  She quickly pulled out a tissue and covered her clearly defined eyes, whispering: "How can there be dust in the car, my eyes itch..." This excuse was so bad that she herself wanted to slap her own face.

  "Oh?" Rong Qian heard this, furrowed her brow and glanced at her through the rearview mirror.

  Suddenly slammed on the brakes, turned onto a green shaded path on one side, then drove into the square and stopped in a secluded place.

  "What?" She asked with questioning eyes darting towards him.

  Unfortunately, his calm face really can't be read at all.

  Qiao Yunxue looked outside. Because of the cold and frozen ground, the north wind was howling, and also because it was rush hour now, there were almost no pedestrians, and even fewer vehicles on the road. The secluded green belt area almost covered half of them.

  The heater in the car was turned up a bit high, she felt a little hot, her fingertips fell on the zipper, but then quickly pulled back.

  Two people who want to divorce, how can they still face each other and take off their clothes...

  Perplexed, he stopped. A faint scent of Gucci cologne wafted up to her heart, his unique masculine aura growing stronger. In the cramped car space, she couldn't dodge, and could only stare at his handsome face closing in on her.

  By the time she realized what Rong Qian was going to do, his lips had already firmly grasped hers. That sweet kiss was completely engulfed by Rong Qian.

  "We were going to get a divorce..." She reminded him vaguely. But as soon as the words left her lips, they parted slightly, allowing him to take advantage of her sweetness even more, almost devouring her entire being. The unfamiliar dominance made her feel a little strange, and she was led into a passionate kiss, dazed and unknowingly reciprocating...

  He was angry, but did he have a little attachment? Or was he punishing her? Or... Did he also know how to be jealous?

  Suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

  She woke up with a start - when had her down jacket been unzipped? She was physically fit and not afraid of the cold, wearing only a thermal underwear inside the down jacket. And his slender fingers, slightly chilly, had already slipped in, caressing every inch of her skin, finally landing on her soft and towering...

  Then he suddenly rubbed it, and finally pinched it tightly. Only then did he raise his head, quietly staring at the little woman who had been scared silly.

  Rong Qian's face was flushed, her hair disheveled, and her eyes were filled with a different kind of charm. The handsome man seemed to have a hint of sensuality, and she couldn't help but stare at him.

  "You...do you know what you're doing?" She stared at the unfamiliar flush on his face, trembling with a barely audible voice of doubt.

  "I'm verifying whether the one sitting in this car is really my wife, Qiao Yunxue." Rong Qian wrapped his other arm around her waist, gradually tightening it, letting the silly woman nestle into his arms. "The girl I married was elegant and beautiful, loved to laugh and tease people, lively and optimistic, with a strong sense of justice, and even had the courage to take the initiative to propose to a man. How could she be this timid, pale, and pitiful foolish woman who only knows how to shrink back?"

  "...She was originally so free and beautiful in his heart, her little heart trembled slightly, with a faint and unfamiliar joy..."

  "I can't divorce a fake wife, can I?" A faint smile played on his lips, and an enchanting smile spread across his face. His slender fingers wandered, lightly grasping the red plum blossoms above, "The fact is, this wife is a bit fake. Otherwise, in such a wild place, I'd have been slapped by my wife long ago..."

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