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  ...... Her little mouth opened and closed, closed and opened again. After dozens of repetitions, Qiao Yunxue still hadn't uttered a single word.

  But the coolness of his fingertips still lingered on her chest, and she suddenly woke up with a start. She slapped him with a loud "Bang": "Rong Qian——" Wuh wuh, what was wrong with her today? She was so out of it, only frantically thinking about why he was acting strangely, not even reacting in time to his overstepping...

  She felt a sudden jolt in her heart - could it be that she had already gotten used to his touch?

  Rong Qian lowered his head, and Qiao Yunxue's palm fell empty. The dense black-haired head was pressed against her full chest. His warm breath seemed to have lost its usual balance, lightly and heavily spraying on her exposed collarbone: "Still want a divorce?"

  "Mm." She nodded, staring blankly at the head buried in her chest, a strange warmth spreading to her limbs. Unconsciously, she raised her hand and gently placed it on his black hair.

  A warm and intimate feeling.

  He has a refined demeanor, and his expression always gives people a warm feeling, but it's the kind of warmth that lacks temperature. Only when you get close to his body can you tell that he is also a passionate man.

  No one has ever been so close to her heart... She feels a little panicked, a little ungrounded, her soul floating around, as if there's nothing inside... sigh...

  "It's not a good thing to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau twice in one year." Rong Qian said regretfully, freeing up one hand to gently press down on her pale hand. Not allowing her to pull it back.

  She didn't move, he didn't either. It seemed as if they were both sensing some balance, afraid that the slightest movement would break a strange equilibrium.

  Until the mobile phone rang.

  As if waking up from a dream, Qiao Yunxue pushed him away desperately, adjusted her clothes, and reminded him awkwardly, her voice hoarse and unrecognizable: "We need to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau."

  Listening to her hoarse voice, Rong Qian seemed to smile slightly in satisfaction. He picked up the phone: "Director Wang, I'm almost there."

  Put away the phone, Rong Qian withdrew his tall figure, but when he withdrew his arm, it seemed intentional to draw a long fine line on her chest, tingling and itching. His movements stopped for two or three seconds, seeing that her face suddenly flushed with shyness, before lightly laughing and withdrawing his arm. The other arm, however, stretched out its fingertips, carefully tucking her disheveled hair behind her ear.

  He turned back with a smile, glancing at the rearview mirror.

  He was too abnormal today. Qiao Yunxue couldn't help but hum: "What are you laughing at?"

  "Look at the rearview mirror." Rong's tone was calm, but his voice was a few degrees warmer than usual. His long eyes, due to the recent teasing, shone brightly, radiant and full of life, making it impossible for people to look away.

  Qiao Yunxue made an effort to shift her gaze away from him, glancing up at the ceiling. Having only glanced at the rearview mirror for a moment, she indeed turned her head outward.

  She saw a delicate little woman with sparkling eyes, as if eagerly awaiting her lover's affection.

  How can she be like this!

  How can he be like this?

  "If you don't leave, the Civil Affairs Bureau will close." For some reason, she suddenly felt a surge of anger. Her heart was floating, as if it had been locked up by some mysterious power, and although it was floating, it couldn't escape that space.

  "Alright, let's go to the Civil Affairs Bureau." Rong Qian replied in a gentle tone, adjusting his tie. The car made a 180-degree turn and emerged from the greenery. It drove out of the square and onto the municipal highway.

  Audi ran for a few minutes, and Qiao Yunxue suddenly sat up straight, her shoulders squared, and tilted her small head to look at Rong Qian. But when she saw Rong Qian's serious expression, she held back and didn't say anything.

  Audi's running direction is getting more and more wrong, Qiao Yunxue finally couldn't help but bite her teeth and gently remind: "We've been to the Civil Affairs Bureau. This isn't the way. Have you already taken a wrong turn?"

  "All officials are in a meeting now, we have to wait until the meeting is over before going to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get the marriage certificate." Rong Qian replied calmly.

  "Is there a meeting?" Frowning in confusion, Qiao Yunxue couldn't help but glance at him twice. What does the official's meeting have to do with him? To say that he knew the officials were having a meeting.

  "We'll also go and show our support. And take care of some business on the way." Rong Qian said calmly, still driving forward with ease.

  Audi finally stopped in front of the city government. Rong Qian led Qiao Yunxue to the meeting hall, one after another. Although confused, for the sake of smoothly obtaining the marriage certificate, Qiao Yunxue still quietly cooperated and followed Rong Qian.

  The official is indeed attending the meeting.

  Just as Qiao Yunxue was about to enter the conference hall, she was stopped by a police officer: "Mr. Rong, Mayor Chu has given instructions that this is a top-secret meeting and no unauthorized personnel are allowed in. Not even Mrs. Rong can enter. Please understand and cooperate, thank you!"

  Without waiting for others to make a decision, Qiao Yunxue took the lead and stated: "I won't go in, I'm not here to attend the meeting. I'll just wait here."

  "That's good." The young policeman smiled awkwardly.

  Qiao Yunxue's serious little face, with a gentle and subtle reminder: "Don't run too far away, otherwise you won't be able to find your way back, and this opportunity to handle the procedures will be gone. At that time... how will you explain it to your mother, how will you explain it to Luo Shaobai?"

  "Ah?" She raised her head in astonishment, feeling both shocked and curious - how did he even know about this matter that involved her mother's opinion?

  But Luo Shaofan...

  That feeling of being caught red-handed for doing something wrong is back again.

  He raised an eyebrow, and with a hint of humility, glanced at the young policeman. In a flat tone, he said, "I understand I've cooperated. What about your government? The heating is so low, if my wife catches a cold..."

  Before he finished speaking, the young policeman was already on high alert and immediately ran off to turn up the heating by several degrees. Then he ran back, bowed his head respectfully and stood at attention: "Mr. Rong, I've turned up the temperature. Please come in, everyone is here. Just now Mayor Chu was asking where Mr. Rong was."

  The more she looked, the stranger it seemed; the more she listened, the more confused she became. Qiao Yunxue kept glancing back and forth between the police officer and Rong Qian. She opened her mouth to speak, but didn't know which one to ask first.

  What is Rong Qian doing here? He's just a real estate company employee, does he deserve to be treated with such courtesy by municipal officials? As she thought about it, her heart skipped a beat, and she couldn't help but take another surreptitious glance at Rong Qian.

  Dark red tie, black suit, set him up with a dignified and elegant demeanor, every move was gracious and refined, his bearing was so impressive that people dared not gaze at him directly. The kind of calmness and serenity that emanated from within made people feel inexplicably at ease.

  But she didn't feel at ease in her heart at this moment. She vaguely felt that she had been too calm for a long time, so she unknowingly neglected some very important things.

  The young policeman smiled and asked Jo Yunxue to sit down on the comfortable sofa outside: "Mrs. Rong, Mr. Rong has an important meeting to attend. It will take at least half an hour. Of course, if Mrs. Rong is bored, she can also listen at the door, I believe the leaders won't say anything. Because...” The young policeman smiled at Rong Qian, “because Mr. Rong is our city mayor's invited guest."

  "It's okay." Qiao Yunxue hastily waved her hand.

  He gazed at Qiao Yunxue with a deep and profound look, his voice calm and peaceful as always. "Wait for me," he said. "It won't take long, I won't delay your trip to the Civil Affairs Bureau."

  "Hmm." She responded vaguely, watching him leave with her eyes.

  Rong Qian walked in, but the moment she did, her clear and distinct eyes flickered - on Rong Qian's suit, a logo with the letters "GA" printed on it caught her eye.

  ga？

  Having been in a relationship with Luo Shaofan for many years, she is no stranger to high-end suit brands. Giorgio Armani is the abbreviation of GA, which is the most expensive suit in the Armani series, a world-class top brand, made in Italy.

  Although she had already sat down on the sofa, Qiao Yunxue bounced up. She wanted to ask Rong Qian.

  Ke Rongqian has already entered the conference room.

  She hesitated at the door, eager to know. Is he wearing a knockoff or not? If he's really wearing a fake Armani, she must advise him to use her baby education fund instead, so that such a stylish man won't be ridiculed by others.

  She had something on her mind and couldn't sit still. She simply stood at the door, waiting for Rong Qian. Looking at the time, it was already 3:30 in the afternoon, his meeting should end soon, otherwise he wouldn't be able to make it to the Civil Affairs Bureau.

  Alas, the Civil Affairs Bureau...

  The story is so ridiculous. She used to want to marry Luo Shaofan, but he kept dragging his feet; now she refuses to acknowledge the Luo family and instead is being forced to become someone else's daughter-in-law. Rong Qian... how does he really see her?

  He didn't hurt her in public, so she should be grateful and worship Buddha.

  But... there's a faint heartache. Now, she only thinks about the oil painting relocation and has gradually become indifferent to the difficulty of becoming pregnant. But her departure today is actually a blessing in disguise for Rong Qian.

  Thinking so, her heart calmed down and she prepared to obediently turn around and sit back on the sofa.

  Luo Shaofan's voice came: "The matter of Oil Painting Street, I will handle it myself, no need for outsiders to intervene."

  Although the thick red curtain blocked it off, separating the conference room from the outside, Qiao Yunxue still knew that Luo Shaofan's words were directed at Rong Qian.

  Rong Qian should represent Jinghua at the meeting. Long Ji and Jinghua are old rivals.

  Inside was indeed Luo Shaofan. He hastily bid farewell to Qiao Yuxue, saying he had a meeting to attend, which actually was the same one as Rong Qian's - about how to deal with the aftermath of the oil painting village demolition.

  All department and bureau level officials in the city who have connections with him are present, as well as several powerful real estate developers. Su Tuo is also among them.

  Demolition cannot be done, the land has been taken back, and all leaders who made this decision have been held accountable. It even involves another 500,000 square meters of land that was auctioned off with Oil Painting Village. Luo Shaofan refused to back down. It's not that he wants to save face, but once he backs down, the people within Longji who are vying for power will use this as an excuse to stir up trouble.

  Luo Shaofan will not take risks.

  Chu City - with a stern expression, he scanned the people in front of him: "As Director Wang said, whoever can come up with a perfect solution to alleviate the provincial committee's doubts about our city's real estate order, our municipal government is willing to sell this 50-square-meter land at a discounted price."

  "Mayor Chu, Longji has accepted the Oil Painting Village relocation plan, but as for the land next to it, we Longji had already purchased it two years ago and have fully paid for it." Luo Shaofan said calmly and reasonably, "I've already given up on the Oil Painting Village, Mayor Chu, please understand that we are businessmen..."

  "That's wrong." Chu City furrowed his brow, "Originally, the land we unanimously passed did not include the land of Oil Painting Village. This change itself involves corruption and illegality. We need to ask our Director of Land Administration about this in detail."

  Merchants fear officials, officials fear leaders, and municipal party committees fear provincial party committees. The Oil Painting Village has become extremely tricky, with neither officials nor merchants daring to take sole responsibility. Even if someone as powerful as Luo Shaofeng were born again, they would not dare make a rash decision.

  A sentence made the director of the National Land Bureau sweat, and he stood up to distinguish: "That... because Oil Painting Village is indeed aging and does not match the overall cityscape, I have specially permitted it. Moreover, for the painters in Oil Painting Village, I have already made perfect arrangements with relevant departments."

  "The Oil Painting Village cannot be relocated." Mayor Chu said resolutely. He sternly swept his gaze around, "If you want to go against the wind and make a move, then do it."

  His one sentence immediately silenced the sparrows around him.

  Chu, the mayor, looked calmly at the person in front of him: "What I mean now is that whoever has a way to justify the demolition and relocation of Oil Painting Village. I can make a written decision, as long as there are any changes to Oil Painting Village in the future, that golden land will be given priority to whoever."

  Forced demolition of Oil Painting Village is an iron-clad fact, who can justify it?

  Qiao Yunxue stood at the door, listening quietly, her eyes widening - she seemed to hear that Oil Painting Village didn't need to be demolished. Was this really happening? Just thinking about the oil painting being preserved made her blood boil with excitement. Her heart was racing, and her hand grasping the doorframe trembled slightly. Her face involuntarily radiated an excited glow.

  It turns out - this matter may not be decided by Luo Shaobai after all?

  "Thank you!" She clasped her hands together and muttered thanks for the provincial party committee's wise decision. That's right, economics determines everything, but culture is absolutely a city's symbol.

  After Ke Xie finished speaking, she stood there for a while, unknowingly glancing inside - this was undoubtedly a huge blow to Luo Shaofan.

  The atmosphere inside is still in a state of white heat.

  Boiling in the middle, Rong Qian stood up and smiled as he swept across the venue.

  "Mr. Rong has something to say." Mayor Chu signaled for everyone to quiet down.

  "The oil painting village is indeed a bit old, and the old pattern also needs to be improved. My opinion is......" Rong Qian glanced around, smiled faintly, and said with an unspeakable elegance, "I have a way to solve everyone's troubles, but I have one condition."

  "What conditions?"

  "Next, the oil painting village and that large vacant lot next to it will be handed over to Jinghua for processing." Rong Qian stared tightly at the key figure in front of him.

  "Alright." Mayor Chu agreed readily.

  Luo Shaofeng suddenly stood up: "Rong Qian, you even want to compete with me on this."

  "It's not me who wants to fight." Rong Xian smiled lightly, "I was forced to. That's what they call 'being driven to it'."

  Two pairs of sharp eyes clashed in mid-air. But Rong Qian did not insist, instead turning to a large group of municipal officials and bowing his head: "Since we've already mentioned demolition, it's only natural that we can't say we didn't have this idea. However, we can put it another way. We can say it's temporary relocation, for the sake of safety, to demolish some of the older buildings in Oil Painting Village and rebuild them. Additionally, considering the cityscape, we can give all the houses in Oil Painting Village a major makeover - repainting the exterior walls. As for the cost, Jinghua can take care of it, no need for the municipal government to intervene."

  "That won't work." Mayor Chu immediately shook his head, "This is a municipal project, and the municipal committee has allocated funds for its completion. The municipal committee has this capability. So please, Mr. Rong, don't insist on this anymore."

  "That's okay." Rong Qian nodded and continued, "In order to make the provincial party committee have nothing to say, the large empty land next to it is no longer suitable for building a garden. What the city lacks most now is not houses, but tourist areas and cultural facilities. I suggest that the tens of thousands of square meters of empty land next to Oil Painting Village be built into a small-scale 'Window on the World'. This way, the tourist destination and oil painting culture can support each other, not only generating good income, but also showing the municipal party committee's emphasis on culture and its new perspective."

  Neither arrogant nor humble, he maintained his own interests while extolling the leader's wisdom. Everyone present unconsciously cast their gaze on Rong Qian.

  Qiao Yunxue quietly listened, unknowingly and stealthily lifted the curtain, staring blankly at Rong Qian, that steady and dependable man.

  It turned out that he actually had such a useful brain. In the midst of confusion, she vaguely realized that she had been deceived all along, and it was not accidental. It was all dominated by Rong Qian.

  She underestimated him. Yes, he won't do household chores, but he must be extraordinary in other areas.

  Heaven will not shortchange anyone.

  "Good." Director Wang was the first to applaud on the side.

  Luo Shaofan had a bitter expression, unable to speak out. Now that things have come to this point, he could only regret his own greed. Because of the Oil Painting Street lawsuit, even the golden land he bought at a low price two years ago had to be handed over to others. However, he still had opinions, but didn't dare to express them in the conference room filled with important people. He could only glare angrily at Rong Qian.

  After racking his brains, Luo Shaofan stood up with a pleased smile and gave a polite bow: "Mr. Rong is right. Let's do it this way. But that land has indeed been fully paid for by Longji. If you want to renovate the tourist area, we at Longji will take care of it."

  "No way." Mayor Chu shook his head, "This idea was thought up by Mr. Rong, so this project will be handled entirely by Mr. Rong. Mr. Luo, I'm really sorry, please bring the relevant receipts for the purchases made back then, and our municipal committee will fully refund them. As for the money you spent on Oil Painting Village, we won't refund it."

  The mayor of Chu stood up: "This matter is settled. As for tourism planning and other matters, Mr. Rong can discuss them with the relevant departments another day."

  Municipal committee members have been leaving one after another.

  Rong Qian seemed to know that Luo Shaofeng was looking for him, and sat still in his original position.

  "Mr. Rong is indeed quick-witted and admirable!" Su Tuo came forward to greet Rong Qian with a smile, "Compared to our Su family, we are far inferior. The current number one in the city is none other than Jinghua. With Dragon Mr. Long in Jinghua, it's truly fortunate."

  "Thank you." Two humble words were uttered, but his eyes shone with a hint of sparkle. Among colleagues, Su Tuo's congratulations to Luo Shaofan had an ulterior motive.

  Sow discord.

  The Su family's other residence.

  Su Tuo's carefulness, as clever as Luo Shaofan, naturally also heard it. Competing with Rong Qian is one thing, but absolutely not being used by others. Luo Shaofan stood tall and congratulated in front of Su Tuo: "Congratulations on your rapid promotion in the capital."

  Jian Luo's expression didn't change, but Su Tuo's face turned pale, and he hastily bid farewell and left.

  Only Rong Qian and Luo Shaofan are left.

  Qiao Yunxue stood tightly at the entrance, staring at the scene before her, where two men faced each other in silence. Her fingertips slowly dug into her palm - surely they wouldn't fight?

  Finally, Luo Shaofan spread out: "Rong Qian, that piece of land belongs to Long Ji."

  "It's too late now." Rong Qian shook her head slightly, "You've ruined it yourself."

  "Is the provincial party committee's reporter someone you invited?" Luo Shaofan's slender eyes narrowed into slits, emitting a sharp glow.

  Rong Qian smiled faintly: "What's it to me? What if it wasn't me? Business competition... as long as it's not illegal, the process doesn't matter that much. You see, you've got Wang Mingxia, this business spy, infiltrating Jinghua, and I don't even think it's anything special, yet you're still using her heavily."

  "Are you doing this for business competition, or are you doing it for her?" Luo Shaofan pointed out incisively. "Yunxue loves me, why do you have to resort to such vicious tactics? Do you want to tear Yunxue and me apart?"

  Rong Qian calmly raised an eyebrow, gently reminding: "I said it early on, I only plan to get married once in my life. But Luo Shao didn't listen and insisted on challenging me. Now... this is just the result of your challenge. All I, Rong Qian, want is to keep my wife warm in bed. That's all. Excuse me, I have something else to attend to first."

  "Don't leave!" Luo Shaofan sternly stopped him, pulling on Rong Qian's tie. "You not only broke up my relationship with Yunxue, but also want to cut off my retreat and destroy the foundation of our family business. Rong Qian, you are really despicable and shameless. If Yunxue saw your true face, she wouldn't even bother to be with you."

  Rong Qian pushed away Luo Shaobo's hand: "Despicable and shameless? Thank you for the compliment." After finishing, he intentionally or unintentionally glanced at the door, where a familiar little head could be vaguely seen. The corner of his mouth curved up, and he stood up to leave.

  "That tens of thousands of square meters of land is mine." Luo Shaofan caught up. After accompanying his wife and losing troops, he actually really didn't gain any advantage over Rong Qian as Su Qinglan said, but instead was counterattacked to the point of being powerless to resist.

  Rong Qian handled the event with precision, leaving no room for error. It was not just a perfect success, but a flawless golden egg with no visible seams.

  "You want those tens of thousands of square meters of land?" Rong Qian asked lightly, "Now that land is mine to decide on. If you really want it, why don't we make a deal."

  "What deal?" Luo Shaofan immediately perked up.

  With a faint smile, his eyes swept across the room and noticed that the door curtain had trembled slightly. That little woman was indeed very concerned about his and Luo Shaofan's movements.

  Those eight years of feelings were indeed solid.

  Rong Qian's eyes sparkled with a hint of mischief in his dark pupils.

  "What deal?"

  "I can give up this land and hand it over to the relevant department, but from now on, you are not allowed to contact my wife Rong Qian again. Can you do that?" Rong Qian's eyes were like swords, shooting mercilessly at Luo Shaofan, "You gave up Yunxue for the sake of your family back then. What about now?"

  Qiao Yunxue's body was tense, she even forgot to breathe, standing stiffly at the door curtain, listening mechanically.

  Heaven knows, she wants to know this answer.

  I really want to know.

  These days, what Luo Shaofeng has been doing can't help but touch her heart. His persistence has made her put aside his ruthlessness and think more and more about the good things he did for her in the past eight years, his sincerity, and his protection. The love of eight years is slowly reviving...

  She remembered that Luo Shaofan had said that for the oil painting street, a project of nearly several million square meters, almost half of Longji's strength was mobilized. This means that Luo Shaofan is making a second choice between his family business and her.

  "Be more tolerant!" Luo Shaofan was extremely annoyed.

  Rong Qian nodded: "I'm waiting for your choice." His appearance remained calm and steady, his tone was also gentle, but the words were sharp and pressing.

  Closing his eyes, Luo Shaofan pursed his lips tightly. For a full minute, he nodded lightly: "I want this land. I won't look for Yunxue again."

  He chose Longji once again.

  Qiao Yunxue stared blankly at Luo Shaofan, as if she had never met him before. The small bag in her hand fell lightly to the ground, making a moderate sound.

  Rong Qian and Luo Shaofeng looked back at the same time without prior agreement.

  Qiao Yunxue's bag fell to the ground, she stared blankly at Luo Shaofan. Suddenly, she squatted down and started retching violently.

  "Yunxue." Luo Shaofeng's face was ashen, he strode over, pulled her up with one hand, and gazed at her intently, his voice rapid and urgent, "Yunxue, I'm being forced into this. This is just a temporary measure. Once we get through this difficult time, I'll play against Rong Qianbo again..."

  Qiao Yunxue gently pushed him: "I'm a bit tired. Mr. Luo, please make way."

  With difficulty she got up, took her handbag and walked out with a straight back.

  She climbed into the Audi, pulled up the car door and sat quietly. Waiting.

  Luo Shaofan didn't follow him again.

  He got into the driver's seat, silently and humbly, glancing at his pale face in the rearview mirror. The strong medicine he had taken seemed to have been too much for him. But if it happened again, he would still do the same thing.

  Never raise a tiger as a pet.

  He started the Audi, turned on the heater, but didn't start driving.

  Two people sat quietly, each with their own thoughts.

  After a while, Qiao Yunxue seemed to wake up from a big dream, and a faint smile appeared: "It seems that the threat of Oil Painting Street has been lifted, I don't have to get married anymore."

  Rong Qian suddenly stepped on the accelerator, and the Audi flew forward like a bird.

  The speed soared to sixty, already severely speeding on the city road. Qiao Yunxue stared at the needle, didn't stop, just nodded: "It's time to hurry up, or else the Civil Affairs Bureau will close."

  The big hand on the steering wheel trembled, Rong Qian turned around and stared at Qiao Yunxue. Suddenly, he looked away, stepped on the accelerator, and the speed of the car soared to over 100.

  "Rong Qian, I have something to discuss with you." Qiao Yunxue stared at the speedometer and said, her ten fingers unknowingly entwining together.

  She remained silent, her thin lips pursed tightly. Apparently, she still insisted on divorcing him, and he had an opinion about it.

  "Rong Qian?" Qiao Yunxue slowly turned her neck, quietly gazing at Rong Qian's handsome profile. His straight nose captivated people's hearts.

  She didn't respond.

  "Mr. Rong?" She changed her way of addressing him.

  She was still being ignored.

  "Ah?" She had become obedient. This form of address, so intimate and affectionate, should have softened his heart, shouldn't it?

  Unfortunately, she overestimated him. This man was least lacking in determination.

  Rubbing her nose and taking a deep breath, Qiao Yunxue spoke in a gentle voice: "Husband..."

  The body seemed to shake for a moment, suspected of operational error. But it was only that instant, and soon returned to stability.

  Even shouting "husband" couldn't soften his heart! She and Luo Shaofan's affair really made him angry, but he didn't lose. The one who lost was Luo Shaofan.

  Of course, her wanting a divorce is indeed the most hurtful thing to a man's self-esteem.

  Audi is still sprinting towards Benz.

  With a calm and peaceful expression, her dark eyes were as tranquil as ever. She was somewhat hurt, but Qiao Yunxue didn't give up, her hands tightly clasped over her heart, cheering herself on. After a while, she once again wore a beautiful and gentle smile, shouting in a rather businesslike tone:

  "However..."

  The Audi let out a sharp screeching sound, and the speeding car came to an abrupt halt. As it was an Audi, it also produced a huge jolt. Fortunately, she had her seatbelt fastened, otherwise Qiao Yunxue thought that she would have been thrown directly out of the car.

  Who would have thought that these two words "Rong Zong" are incredibly powerful?

  She touched her chest, closed her eyes and gently patted her heart, it took a while before she dared to open her eyes again, timidly glancing at Rong Qian beside her.

  Rong Qian suddenly looked extremely shocked. His face was stiff, his hands were raised, and even his pupils were fixed in place.

  Qiao Yunxue vowed that in her lifetime, she might only see Rong Qian lose his composure once. This Rong Qian looked silly.

  So she was also intimidated by Rong Qian. She stared at Rong Qian in shock, losing the function of language and action.

  It took a long time for Rong Qian to blink his eyes, move his arm, and recover. He steered the Audi into the green shade beside them and stopped. Only then did he rub his forehead, gazing at her quietly with a hint of helplessness: "Today's matter, I must see it through, no matter how much it hurts Luo Shaofeng or you, I must do it. Yunxue, I know you divorced to marry Luo Shaofeng. I sat in the coffee shop, watching your reluctant gaze, that gaze... will never fall on me. I thought, perhaps I shouldn't have kept you. But..."

  Rong Qian went to rub his temples again, and as he rubbed, his warm gaze was fixed on her chest.

  At the thought of what happened in the square, Qiao Yunxue shuddered and quickly wrapped her arms around herself, warily staring at Rong Qian.

  "But in the square, I pinched you, I touched you, I caressed you with all the means at my disposal." In the sunset, Rong Qian's beautiful face was covered with a faint golden glow, looking even more handsome and mysterious. "I thought, I would get slapped by you, because you wanted to run back to Luo Shaobai's side. So, you must have resisted my advances. But, you didn't resist. And, your face turned red. This shows that you have feelings for me."

  Qiao Yunxue shivered again with a chill.

  Is it? She didn't resist Rong Qian's approach because she had feelings for him herself?

  She was frightened and her body quietly shrank back.

  No way, she must get a divorce. For Rong Qian, she also has to leave.

  "Yunxue, you've already accepted me, so I won't let you be with Luo Shaofan." Rong Qian's expression softened a bit as he stretched out his long arm to mess up her hair. The only way to drive away Luo Shaofan was Yunxue's despair towards him. He succeeded in doing that and also made Qiao Yunxue understand that the most important thing in Luo Shaofan's life would forever be Longji.

  He believed that this woman in his arms was truly devoted to Luo Shaofan today.

  She muttered with her head down: "I know you're angry." The wife wants to run away with another man, he should be angry.

  "I'm angry, but I was also wrong." Rong Qian gently stroked her long hair and slowly hooked his finger under her small chin, looking straight into her eyes. "Yunxue, there's something I must tell you right away."

  His identity must be said.

  "It's almost New Year, I'll take you to meet Father. So... " The man with a slightly embarrassed expression and a humble demeanor said, "I'll tell you about my family background."

  "Wait a minute—" Qiao Yunxue suddenly stopped him, carefully prying open his hand and turning her face away. "I have something very important to tell you first."

  "Oh?" Rong Qian looked at her with a puzzled expression.

  Qiao Yunxue's face was flushed with excitement, her grip on his palm tightening slightly as she said, "My matter is definitely more important than yours."

  If it's more important than him, then let her say so. Rong Xian nodded and waited for her.

  She has difficulty getting pregnant.

  Thinking of this, her heart felt sour and astringent, biting her lip, the lovely face looked up at him with a helpless smile: "You just listen, you will understand why I insisted on divorcing you. Rong Qian, it's for your own good."

  "Yunxue..." Rong Qian had something to say. As wise as he was, he guessed about 70-80% of what she wanted to say.

  She covered his mouth with one hand, her eyes shining with tears, but she smiled at him in a very domineering and arrogant manner: "Although I owe you an apology today, I still have the right to speak. Rong Qian, you must listen to me quietly."

  Rong Qian nodded slightly, with a hint of a smile, gazing at her. Her current demeanor had a bit of the flavor of their first meeting.

  She took a deep breath, slowly shrinking her body into the chair, staring blankly at the reflective mirror, her gentle and beautiful face. She fell into memories. Her pale face was filled with deep thought, her hands slowly covering her face.

  "Rong Qian, I've told you before, my parents don't let me drive because my car crashed into a tree. This thing, I've been hiding from my parents." She whispered softly, as if in a trance, "But it wasn't three years ago, it was almost five years ago. It didn't crash into a tree, it crashed into another car. And it wasn't that I drove badly, it's just that the brakes suddenly failed. That time, Shao Fan happened to be drunk and couldn't drive, so he sat in my car. I love him, with all my heart. To protect him, I turned the steering wheel... He was safe and sound, but I got hurt very seriously, and only woke up after a whole week. I was young, recovered quickly, and never found any sequelae. I thought it was nothing..."

  Her eyes moistened, she shrunk her shoulders even more deeply, but still smiled with a gentle and lovely smile.

  A humble heart was caught by that smile.

  She didn't need to finish, he already understood. But she had to finish, in order to no longer be trapped by this matter. Such a lovely and kind woman, Luo Shaobai actually had the heart to put her in the second position after Long Ji.

  "I've always been puzzled, Shao Fan didn't have any other women, but why he never wanted to marry me and rarely got close to me. He seemed to want to get close to me, yet was afraid of getting close to me. This thing has tormented me for many years, but I didn't dare ask him. Until I married you, until I couldn't give birth to a baby. That's when I knew the real reason. He felt guilty towards me, but shouldered the responsibility of being the dragon's base. Those few years must have been very difficult for him to choose. Maybe that was his way out when he had no other choice."

  She fell into tears, but her lips still tried to curve upwards, and her slightly distorted smile made people heartbroken.

  "Rong Qian, I went to the hospital for a check-up. The doctor confirmed that I had injured my uterus before, and my fertility is very low, it's highly possible that I'll be infertile for life."

  Listening to her extremely calm voice, Rong Qian tightly wrapped his arms around her and closed his eyes: "I understand. The probability is a bit low, but there's still hope."

  She didn't struggle, and smiled lightly: "Rong Qian, I always thought you were a good person, but today I saw how you dealt with Luo Shaofan. I know that when it comes to competition, you're definitely not a good person. But you've always been good to me. So, you're still a good person."

  Somewhat dazed by her "good person", Rong Qian bluntly interrupted her, "I only bully outsiders."

  "Ah, I'm your wife." Qiao Yunxue giggled, grasping his large palm and staring at the ring. She raised her hand, aligning the two rings together, mesmerized by the dazzling light emitted from the diamond ring.

  As she looked at it, she smiled softly: "Rong Qian, I like this ring."

  "It's fine if you like it." Rong Qian slightly raised the corner of her lips. It wasn't easy for her, this was the first time she had praised him in front of him, even though it was just a small diamond ring he had picked out.

  She smiled with her head tilted. But suddenly stretched out her hand, took off the ring. Hurriedly stuffed it into his palm, softly: "Rong Qian, I want a divorce." After finishing, she only felt that the big stone pressing on her heart had suddenly disappeared. But a faint melancholy quietly crept onto her heart.

  This sentence seems to be within Rong Xian's expectation, Rong Xian is staring at the diamond ring, his black pupils don't have any fluctuations, only a faint smile: "Because you're hard to get pregnant?"

  "Isn't this reason enough?" Qiao Yunxue looked at him timidly, "I know you want a baby and are in a hurry. But I have no way to give it to you. It was childish of me to drag you into marriage. Now I'm giving you your freedom back, isn't that good?"

  "Not good." Rong Qian's face was gloomy, and he pinched her face discontentedly. "You've turned me into a remarried man, no woman wants me anymore. So you have to take responsibility all the way."

  "Ah?" Qiao Yunxue was stunned, and it took her a while to force a smile, "I seem to have heard that remarried men are treasures."

  "Really?" Rong Qian coldly snorted.

  Qiao Yunxue didn't know what to say, her eyes blinking repeatedly, finally pouting and saying, "Zhao Peirong won't mind that you're remarrying. I told her I would leave you, so she can take good care of you."

  What a silly girl. Rong Qian couldn't help but laugh and cry at the same time, and his heart was filled with complicated feelings. Underneath his eyelids, she actually still dared to make this little move, it's clear that she had thought about this matter a lot.

  He remained silent, she sighed and said faintly with a hint of sadness on her face: "Alright, I've said it all. Rong Qian, let's go to the Civil Affairs Bureau now. We have to hurry, or the bureau will be closed."

  "I'm not getting a divorce." Rong Qian raised an eyebrow, and unexpectedly had the thought of teasing her, "I'm afraid I won't be able to marry a beautiful woman. What's more, I'm afraid that if I were to marry another woman and bring her back home, Yanzhi would kick her out without saying a word. Then I'd be in trouble."

  "How can you be like this? You can't judge people by their appearance. There are many good girls in the world who have a heart of gold despite their plain looks." Qiao Yunxue furrowed her brow, and after a while, she asked softly, "Rong Qian, I don't believe you're not concerned about me having difficulty getting pregnant. You want a baby too much. Your family wants one too."

  "I mind." Rong Qian nodded humbly.

  Qiao Yunxue's body trembled slightly, and she timidly lowered her small head: "You're right."

  "But I can accept this fact." Rong Qian patted her head, "Silly girl, I'm not a 23-year-old man, I'm a 32-year-old man. I understand the weight of life."

  "The more you do this, the more I suffer." She sighed softly, her small face deeply worried. But unknowingly leaned closer to him, took a long breath, "I know you love BaoBao, how can you drag me down? Rong Qian, let's go, the Civil Affairs Bureau is really going to close."

  He looked up at the sky, then at her serious face, and after a moment's thought, he straightened up, stepped on the gas pedal, and really headed to the Civil Affairs Bureau.

  The car wasn't going slow, but it still took a long time. If Qiao Yunxue had been paying attention, she would have noticed that Rong Qian had driven around the block twice. Finally, at 5:03, the Audi stopped in front of the Civil Affairs Bureau.

  The Civil Affairs Bureau is closed.

  "We're too late." Qiao Yunxue gazed listlessly at the tightly closed door, her small face showing disappointment and a hint of subtle delight. "Rong Qian, it seems we'll have to come back tomorrow."

  A thought flashed through his mind, and Rong Qian asked casually, "What if you get divorced?"

  She was taken aback by these words, and after a while, she said dryly: "Don't worry, even if I were to die now, I wouldn't go back to Luo Shaobai again. I'll find someone who likes DINK families to marry and settle down with. Someone like Shu Yu, he's carefree, his life is all about painting, and he won't mind not having kids. Sigh... actually, we don't even need to get married. I love traveling, Shu Yu also wants to travel around, maybe the two of us can roam the world together, just like that for a lifetime, it's quite happy."

  "Cough!" Rong Qian choked, and he finally knocked Luo Shaofan down, but she already had a backup candidate in her heart. His charm was completely ignored by her. A man's confidence was almost shattered by her.

  "Look at the Civil Affairs Bureau gate: 'Heaven doesn't even allow us to divorce. So, don't think about it anymore. Come on, let's go home.'"

  "I'm going back to Oil Painting Village." She hastily declared, her small face quickly scrunching up.

  "No way." Rong Qian firmly vetoed, "For the sake of not being taken away by your parents as a *** offender tonight, you'd better go back to our own home obediently."

  "Rong Qian..." She almost stomped her feet. She had made it very clear, why wouldn't he let her go? Was she really going to have to wait until his father came over and scolded the two of them for not having a baby before he would let go?

  No, she was thinking of letting him go free, but he was still thinking about that thing on the bed. Alas, having sex with a woman who can't bear children is really hard for him to get it up... As she thought, she suddenly slapped herself in the face.

  She's really out of her mind.

  "Don't mention divorce again, or else..." Cough, or else what, he really hadn't thought it through.

  "Hey, aren't you ignoring me?" She timidly brought up the old matter, "Just now I called you Rong Qian, Mr. Rong, Qian, but you didn't react at all."

  "Huh?" He furrowed his brow seriously and thought for a moment, "What was the fourth title you called out?"

  "Husband."

  "Hmm." Rong Qian responded readily, but instead teased her, "Where didn't I respond? Look, I'm responding now. You obviously didn't hear it."

  "Ah!" Dumbfounded, Qiao Yunxue was speechless.

  "Hum, when did Mr. Rong also become a man who likes to take advantage of others? How annoying!"

  She looked at his suit and muttered: "This Giorgio Armani is a knockoff, right?"

  She casually glanced at the suit and said it was a knockoff, worth 80,000. I couldn't help but tell her seriously: "I bought this on Taobao. It's pretty good, almost as good as the authentic one. If Yunsnow has time, she can buy a few more, I'll take them all."

  Is this really a knockoff?

  Qiao Yunxue's eyes twitched and her face twitched, finally giving birth to her own sulking. He was already under tremendous pressure, so she shouldn't bother him with trivial matters.

  Thinking that Rong Qian used his intelligence to let Oil Painting Street avoid the possibility of relocation, Qiao Yunxue was moved. If he really followed her back to Oil Painting Street and got on her bed, it's possible that Rong Qian would be driven out by her mother as a criminal...

  The more she thought about it, the more tangled her thoughts became, so Qiao Yunxue obediently followed him back to Shui Xiang Hua Yuan.

  As soon as the door opened, Swallow jumped up: "Brother, you're back..."

  The sound stopped abruptly, and the swallow cried and laughed as it hugged Qiao Yunxue: "Woo woo, sister-in-law is the worst! Don't want brother, don't want Yanzi. Sister-in-law, I'm going to cry to death."

  Swallow didn't die from crying, but Qiao Yunxue really cried. She still has to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau with Rongqian tomorrow to get a divorce, what can this silly girl do?

  "Swallow, it's time for dinner." A familiar voice came over.

  Rong Qian was stunned for a moment. Qiao Yunxue was directly dumbfounded.

  Swallow jumped behind Rong Qian and quietly pointed to the kitchen: "Zhao Peirong. Sister, it's not that I want her to cook, she wants to cook herself. Sister, I swear I won't eat the rice she cooks."

  "It's nothing." With a forced smile, Qiao Yunxue walked into the kitchen with ease, taking over Zhao Peirong's dishes. "Thanks for taking care of Yanzhi and Rongqian. I'll be leaving tomorrow, if you guys send me an invitation when you get married, I'll definitely come."

  "Yunxue!" Rong Qian sternly stopped her. Scanning the suddenly improved complexion of Zhao Peirong, Rong Qian's face softened a bit, and he pulled over the woman who was about to slip away, standing in front of Zhao Peirong, his voice soft but resolute, "Miss Zhao, this is my wife Qiao Yunxue. We've been married for half a year. Yunxue, this is radio host Miss Zhao."

  With a "clatter", Zhao Peirong's bowl fell to the ground again, shattering into pieces. Her beautiful apricot eyes stared at Rong Qian, and after a while, she asked tremulously, "Aren't you two getting divorced?"

  "Yes..." Qiao Yunxue nodded.

  "Not...," Rong Qian shook her head modestly.

  The two of them looked at each other with different expressions, and Qiao Yunxue silently averted her gaze.

  Zhao Peirong suddenly understood. She suddenly took off running, dashing towards the door. A suppressed cry echoed from the stairwell.

  Gritting her teeth, Qiao Yunxue pushed Rong Qian: "Go quickly. Persuade her. She's not only a well-known anchor, but also the director's daughter..." Don't provoke the master, or else something will happen and Rong Qian will be ruined.

  Even if they were to divorce tomorrow, she still hopes he will always be fine!

  After a moment of contemplation, Rong Yu took large strides and walked out.

  "No way, I have to go and supervise. Can't let my brother be taken away by some wild woman." Yanzhi was worried, she flipped her big wavy hair and followed closely behind, pouting.

  Listening to Yanzi's words, Qiao Yunxue couldn't help but burst out laughing.

  Staring at the vegetables and ceramic fragments scattered on the ground, her mind was racing. Shaking her head, she went to find a broom and came over to clean up the trash. Then she walked into the kitchen, and indeed there were three dishes and one soup, fragrant and overflowing, which was even better than her usual craftsmanship.

  I'm a bit resentful, but secretly admit defeat. Alas, Mr. Rong is indeed very lucky.

  The dishes were all hot. She had prepared all the food and put it on the table, then sat on the sofa waiting quietly for her two siblings to come back.

  The doorbell rang.

  Qiao Yunxue quickly jumped up and ran swiftly to the door to grab the receiver: "Is Zhao Peirong okay?"

  "What? Something's happened to Zhao Peirong?" The other person was shocked, "Yunxue, how could something have happened to Zhao Peirong. My god, what did you do to her?"

  Not humble.

  Qian Tao's voice.

  Staring at the receiver, Qiao Yunxue was full of surprise. As Vice President, why did Qian Taogui come to Rong Qian's place in the evening? It was too strange. Qiao Yunxue didn't dare to delay, and quickly pressed the switch, lightly laughing: "That... Zhao Peirong is not bad off. Vice President Qian, please go up first, Rong Qian will be back soon."

  They seem to be on good terms with each other and should have something important to discuss.

  As expected, Qian Tao came up soon. Seeing Rong Qian was not there, he took a look around the room by himself and commented: "Half a year has passed, some furniture has been added, and cooking is done at home too. It's indeed much cozier than before, no wonder Rong Qian misses his wife."

  Qiao Yunxue's face turned bright red as she smiled slightly and poured tea for Qian Tao: "He might still need a little while to come back. Vice President Qian, please wait a bit longer."

  "I didn't have anything important to say, I just happened to be passing by, so I thought I'd let him know that Chinese New Year is coming up. The municipal committee is hosting a joint gala dinner for the business community and our top 100 enterprises are required to attend." Qian Tao savored his tea with relish, nodding in satisfaction, "This is Bi Luo Chun. Rong Qian's favorite tea, he always says it has more flavor than coffee. He says that coffee smells good but lacks substance. But this stuff is great even after multiple infusions, truly a testament to the richness and depth of Chinese tea culture. Hmm, you've managed to bring out its flavor quite well, that's rare. No wonder Rong Qian was reluctant to divorce you..."

  Qiao Yunxue sprang up from the ground, staring at Qian Tao in shock: "You know I have difficulty getting pregnant? Does Rong Qian also know?"

  He said something he shouldn't have. Qian Tao was startled, and the teacup shook, spilling a lot of tea water. Although he loved the fragrance of the tea, he didn't dare to linger any longer, so he reluctantly put down the teacup: "I still have something to do, can you help me pass on a message to Rong Qian? If not, I'll talk to him tomorrow during the day."

  "Qian Tao!" Want to slip away? No way! Qiao Yunxue strode to the door, blocking it with her broad back. "You're not leaving until this is cleared up."

  Qian Tao's face turned sour. What was he doing running up here for no reason? Now look, he's been stopped by the future chairman's wife and can't get away.

  Is he better off not being invited or is he better off being invited?

  "This is an illegal detention." Qian Tao broke through with a sigh.

  "I'll be illegally detained then." Qiao Yunxue blinked her eyes, full of vigor and momentum, and hummed, "If you don't make it clear today, I'll run to the 50th floor of Jinghua tomorrow to ask you in person."

  "Ah......" Qian Tao was stunned, thought for a moment, and pleaded, "I'm telling you, but you must not tell Rong Qian that I said it."

  "Hmm." Qiao Yunxue nodded heavily.

  "That... " Qian Tao closed his eyes and spoke, "Rong Qian knows you can't get pregnant, I also know."

  Her head was a bit dizzy. Qiao Yunxue hurriedly held onto the door frame, composed herself, and hesitantly asked: "When did Rong Qian... find out?"

  "It was around half a month after the opening of the Moon Garden. Qian Tao remembered clearly, recalling, "At that time, I got a diagnostic report from Luo Shaofan's brother, which said that your chances of getting pregnant were very low."

  "So early......" Her shoulders drooped weakly. She had been guarding against Rong Qian every day, not wanting him to think she was a flawed woman. But it turned out he knew even earlier than her.

  No wonder it seems like even swallows have stopped chirping about having babies. Rong Qian also didn't urge her to hurry up and give birth to a baby.

  Her eyes stared blankly at Qiantao, no longer stopping him, letting him leave.

  Qian Tao, a middle-aged man, ran away like a rabbit.

  Qiao Yunxue sat blankly on the sofa, lost in thought.

  He had known all along...

  He clearly knows it, but still refuses to divorce.

  As she thought about it, the corners of her mouth rose higher and higher. Alas, she was indeed looking for trouble. She still wanted to think that Rong Qian wouldn't treat her as a different kind of woman.

  Rong Qian gave her the opportunity, why didn't she give herself the opportunity?

  She suddenly felt relieved. Staring at the table full of hot dishes and rice, she slowly started eating, not even waiting for Rong Qian and Yan Zi, and began to eat on her own. Just as she had taken a bite, Rong Qian and Yan Zi returned together.

  The brother and sister exchanged a glance, then both fell on Qiao Yunxue's body.

  Qiao Yunxue took the initiative to enter the kitchen, helped the two of them cook a good meal, and then casually picked up her own rice bowl: "Eat. A free nanny's cooking, don't eat if you don't want to."

  Rong Qian was shocked, but still managed to keep a straight face. But Yan Zi didn't have that kind of skill and was immediately frightened: "Sister, are you traumatized? Don't be afraid, sister, I'll definitely get the keys back tomorrow, and she won't be able to come in again."

  "It's okay. She'll come if she wants to. Zhao's cooking is better than mine anyway." Qiao Yunxue smiled and said, "The more friends the merrier, right?"

  The swallow choked.

  Lian Rongqian also ate half of this meal.

  Qiao Yunxue had eaten two bowls full, but as soon as she put down her chopsticks, she suddenly squatted down and vomited painfully.

  Vomiting tears, just ate a big half of the meal.

  "Sister-in-law——" Yanzi was frightened and quickly patted her back, suddenly a flash of inspiration, "Sister-in-law, do I have a nephew now?"

  A humble chopstick has fallen.

  "What's wrong! I ate too fast, my stomach can't take it." Qiao Yunxue burst out laughing, propped herself up, and laughed, "Eat quickly, finish eating so I can wash the dishes."

  "Huh?" Yanzi's tongue was tied. It seemed that this job was done by her brother before. Her brother, wearing a suit and tie, washing dishes in the kitchen, what an interesting image.

  Rong Qian remained calm: "I'll wash the bowl."

  "Uh-huh." Qiao Yunxue tilted her little head and thought for a moment, "Alright then, I'll help you wash your underwear later."

  "Cough!" The swallow was really choked. While coughing, she made a phone call, "Auntie is coming tomorrow? Okay, we'll wait for Auntie to come tomorrow. Miss Zhao... She's very good, can go into the hall and enter the kitchen..."

  Is Bai Yu Yao coming tomorrow?

  Shaking her head, Qiao Yunxue returned to the bedroom to fetch some clothes and take a bath. Bai Yuyao had come for no other reason than to persuade Rong Qian to marry the young lady with a thousand pieces of gold.

  Qiao Yunxue entered the bathroom, and Yanzi nervously approached Rong Qian, solemnly advising his brother: "Brother, don't go. Sister-in-law is probably angry with Zhao Peirong. You shouldn't go to the study tonight, accompany sister-in-law instead. Pamper her, women need to be pampered..."

  Of course, he didn't take Yanzi's words seriously, but Rong Qian really didn't go to the study room and went to the master bedroom bathroom to wash up. When she came out, Qiao Yunxue had just finished washing and indeed helped him wash his underwear very obediently, then crawled into the quilt and smiled: "Hehe, I can sleep well tonight! Good night, Mr. Rong!"

  Has Mr. Lian Rong also come out?

  Rong Qian was shocked and lost all interest in doing anything else. Unconsciously, he sat down beside the bed, intently gazing at her sleeping face.

  She opened her eyes and glared at him: "Haven't you ever seen a woman sleep? How can you sneak a peek? You'll grow needle-eyes."

  Her face was slightly red and she looked a bit embarrassed. She also seemed somewhat displeased - she probably still had tomorrow's trip to the Civil Affairs Bureau on her mind, which is why she was so happy, right?

  Qiao Yunxue muttered to herself with a small mouth: "Rong Qian, if we get divorced, who would be the happiest?"

  "Bai Yu Yao," Rong Qian said.

  "I don't like Bai Yuyao." Qiao Yunxue pouted, "Zhao Peirong must be very happy too. And that woman who was leaning on your shoulder the other day, she must be very happy too."

  His face stiffened, and he silently lay down. Alas, Wang Mingxia just touched his arm, and she had already judged him as "having an affair". And then use this excuse to have her mother-in-law block him at the door...

  "If we get divorced, the ones who will be happy are people I don't like. It's too cheap for them...” She suddenly climbed up and mischievously crawled onto his chest. Smiling slyly, she used her hair to tickle his light brown skin, trying to make him itch.

  It's indeed a bit itchy, looking at her curved eyebrows and smiling like a flower, winking with mischievous eyes. He is somewhat infatuated, his breathing gradually becoming unstable. It seems that she has truly walked out of Luo Shaobai's shadow.

  As he thought about it, his heart surged, he sat up straight and wrapped his arms around her. His large hands slipped inside her nightgown...

  She gently leaned against his chest and asked timidly: "What if your dad really wants a baby?"

  He understood - she had even come to terms with this.

  Her long eyelashes sparkled like stars, and with a gentle smile, she rolled over.

  Qiao Yunxue hadn't even had time to capture Rong Qian's rarely seen smile when Rong Qian gently bit her small earlobe and mumbled: "First try. If it doesn't work out, go get a test-tube baby. If that still doesn't work, go to the orphanage and bring one back, tell Dad it's our own, how about that?"

  "Great!" she exclaimed, dodging and hiding, "Rong Qian, don't bite there...". It was both itchy and numb, and the lower part of her body had already reacted.

  "Uh-huh." Rong Qian's expression was gentle and flowing like water, her thin lips slightly moving as she bit the mouth that had been talking a lot today.

  "Don't bite your mouth, I want to talk." She indeed had not said enough yet.

  He cooperated and moved down further, his lips biting open the sleepwear strap, landing on two red strawberries.

  She rolled over, dodging his bites. Rolled into his arms, mischievously winking at him: "Don't bite there, who knows if you've rinsed your mouth..."

  Rinse mouth?

  His face turned black, and Rong Qian picked her up with one hand. His eyes narrowed, seemingly smiling but not quite: "My aa-making wife, where should I bite to satisfy you? Could it be... here?"

  She stretched out her long arm and slapped her pants down. A big palm print was firmly printed on her two white buttocks...

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  Where is good to bite? Hehe, continue tomorrow...