Flash marriage, darling wife AA system 131. Let's elope! Leave now! Forget about books!

  This slap was merciless, so heavy that Qiao Yunxue's face turned ninety degrees, and her teeth chattered. The rose in her hand floated gently to the ground, along with the blue note.

  Qiao Yunxue unknowingly covered her face tightly, and when she felt dizzy and saw stars, she reflexively glared at the person in front of her: "Who?"

  Before even seeing the person, a haughty voice rang out: "You shameless woman, you don't look that great either, how dare you use those vixen's tricks? It turns out you've deceived Rong Qian to the point of being infatuated. I thought Pei Rong was just jealous and talking nonsense, but it's actually true. You're living quite comfortably here, go take a look at Rong Qian and his father, for so many years they haven't even had a red face, all because of you they've overturned the table. Qiao Yunxue, not every woman is suitable for climbing high branches, not every rich and handsome man is suitable for being climbed by you. The door to the Rong family is even harder to climb than your original Luo family... Do you know what's behind Rong Qian? Behind him isn't just our Rong family..."

  Her eyes were still badly swollen, and the lack of sleep made Qiao Yunxue's spirit extremely poor. Adding to that, her appetite had not been good for the past two days, making Qiao Yunxue somewhat lose her usual sharpness and agility. She barely managed to retreat two steps back, preventing these sharp accusations from shattering her eardrums.

  This tone, this content, sounds so familiar, just like Jiang Qiong back then. When I saw her, she also had the same attitude. But Jiang Qiong seemed to be a bit better, at least she didn't hit people.

  Bai Yu Yao?

  She isn't a high-ranking official's daughter, born into a prestigious family, so why is she so promiscuous?

  At such a young age, her stepmother is still trying to avoid suspicion, why is she in such a hurry to show off the prestige of being a mother?

  "Auntie, you're shameless!" Along with a sharp screeching sound, the BMW that Mingming had driven out for dozens of meters suddenly backed up again. Swallow jumped out of the car and shielded Qiao Yuxue behind her, while making a phone call, "Brother, Auntie is hitting Sister-in-law. We're on Oil Painting Street."

  "Swallow, you..." Bai Yuyao pointed at Swallow in surprise, "Don't you know that this woman used to be Luo Shaofeng's fiancée? You actually called your brother? Don't you know that your dad and brother almost got into a fight in the capital because of this woman?"

  "Pfft! What do you know?" Yanzhi spat out, her small face flushing with agitation. "Luo Shaobo has such high standards, but he's taken a liking to Sister-in-law, which means she's better than ordinary women. Why can't Brother marry her? Auntie, don't think that just because you put on a cold face every day, it's called elegance; wearing a few hundred thousand yuan worth of sable fur coat is what's truly noble."

  The swallow chattered on and on, Qiao Yunxue couldn't get a word in edgewise, and her face was burning with pain. She opened her mouth to speak, but the pain was too much, and she couldn't say anything. But her eyes quietly glanced at the rose on the ground...

  Swallow's sharp eyes discovered, hurriedly bent down, saw the blue card, immediately joyfully picked it up, and together with the rose flowers, stuffed them into Qiao Yunxue's arms, laughing so that her slender phoenix eyes narrowed: "Sister-in-law, my brother has finally come to his senses. Great..."

  It's still early, there won't be any customers, Xia Xinqin is busy in the kitchen and didn't notice the changes outside, unaware that someone has bullied her daughter. But Zhang Dama's stall is right across from here, Zhang Dama saw it with one glance, immediately rolled up her sleeves and walked over, "Hey, where did you come from? The girls of Oil Painting Street don't need outsiders teaching them! Yunxue, tell Dama how many slaps she gave you? I'll give her ten times that back!"

  Qiao Yunxue opened her small mouth to speak, but it hurt so much that she could only tightly cover her face and shake her head.

  The so-called fierce and afraid of the horizontal, Zhang's mother had a city's small people's evil spirit appearance, Bai Yuyao looked at it and was indeed a little scared, thinking of retreating, but Yanzi's sharp eyes caught her: "Auntie, you hit sister-in-law, this matter must wait for brother to come."

  "Who's being unreasonable! I'm your elder!" Bai Yuyao scolded, putting on the airs of a senior.

  "You're older than me but you still have to wait for Ge." Yanzhi insisted, tilting up her adorable face. "Auntie, help me hold on, I don't have the strength anymore. Thank you!"

  Zhang's mother indeed pulled Bai Yuyao with one hand.

  Swallow helped Ge Yunxue up and immediately supported her as they walked back to the Sunset Corridor. He muttered, "Sister-in-law, are you in pain? Otherwise I'll take you to the hospital?"

  "It doesn't matter." Zhi Ya said with a pained expression, shaking her head. More than two years had passed and she was finally forgotten by others. But after last night, she was probably famous throughout the city again. Now, because of a slap, she was in the hospital, and tomorrow, who knows, maybe she'd be on the radio or in the newspapers.

  "Then I'll go up and help you find some medicine, I remember there's some in your room." said the Swallow, and ran upstairs in a flash.

  Staring at the swallow's shadow, Qiao Yunxue's eyes moistened. She turned around, holding a small mirror from the cabinet, loosening her hand, and as soon as she saw her face, she tightly covered it again.

  She stared at Zhang's wife pulling Bai Yuyao, she thought for a moment, got up and went out. Just as she was about to open the glass door, her hand froze.

  In the distance, that familiar Audi was speeding towards us. In less than two or three seconds, it had already arrived at the entrance of the Sunset Gallery, and the car door opened.

  What's the wind like?

  Qiao Yunxue's face turned pale, and she quietly opened the door. It wasn't him, but rather Rong Changfeng...

  Has Lord Wind also come to seek justice for his son?

  She has been through all these things and doesn't want to go through them a second time. Rong Qian, I was wrong to provoke you.

  Just as she was about to turn around and head back to the third floor, Qiao Yunxue's body suddenly froze in place.

  There was still someone in the Audi. A black patent leather shoe first stepped out of the car door, followed by a tall and slender figure emerging from inside the car. The man, for the first time, showed a look of anxiety in front of others.

  Rong Qian? So he's here too.

  The pain on her face reminded her that Qiao Yunxue quickly ran inside. Rong Qian's sharp eyes saw it, and he took two or three steps towards the inside.

  "Rong Qian, you get back here!" Rong Changfeng's anger was uncontrollable.

  As if he hadn't heard, his tall and slender figure strode with large steps, even faster than Qiao Yunxue's little run. In just a few strides, he caught up to the stairwell, his massive body blocking her petite frame. His deep, piercing eyes fixed tightly on her face, which she covered tightly. His scorching gaze gradually dimmed slightly.

  "Come with me." Rong Qian pulled her out.

  "I won't." Qiao Yun's empty hand grasped the door frame, enduring the pain, she gritted her teeth and said in a low voice, "I really wanted to marry an ordinary office worker. But probably my eyesight is really bad, and I ended up getting entangled with a wealthy family's son again. Rong Qian, let's not talk about these unclear grievances. I've said before, the man I want to marry should be able to enter the hall, cook in the kitchen, and roll around on the big bed. After half a year of testing, you're unqualified, so we'll part ways..."

  "Nonsense!" Rong Qian's expression remained calm as usual, but his tone was slightly harsher. "If your request is these three things, then let's have a test right now."

  "You can't even cook a decent egg, let alone enter the kitchen." Qiao Yunxue insisted, her black and white eyes shining with determination. "So, you're not qualified to be my man. Rong Qian, since you're perfect in front of all the women in the world, you're also an imperfect man in front of me!"

  She's making excuses! But the excuse she came up with was so deadly that he couldn't refute it. Rong Qian stared at her for a long time, taking in her unwillingly revealed face, red and swollen eyes, and the large patches of bloodshot in her pupils due to lack of sleep. A haggard appearance, but instead of getting angry, Rong Qian smiled, feeling warmth rising up inside him.

  He suddenly bent down, his powerful arms embracing her in a princess carry, and strode out with large steps.

  Rong Qian kicked and struggled, but Qiao Yunxue couldn't get free. Rong Qian's arms tightly wrapped around her slender body, bringing her directly in front of Rong Changfeng and his wife.

  At this moment, Zhang's mother was still holding onto Bai Yuyao tightly, and even Rong Changfeng couldn't get her to let go.

  Bai Yuyao's face turned bright red with anger, apparently she hadn't expected Yanzi's temper to be so fierce, making such a big deal out of things!

  Carefully putting down Qiao Yunxue, Rong Qian made a quick move, pulling open her hands covering her face, and then tightly wrapping around her arm, making Qiao Yunxue unable to move, only able to show the palm print on her face in front of everyone.

  Blood-red fingerprints. Originally, her eyes were already swollen, now even her face is swollen, looking more dispirited than a yellow-faced woman. Rong Qian's arm, unknowingly tightened several times.

  "Cough—" Rong Changfeng averted his gaze, unintentionally searching for Bai Yuyao, the warning in her black pupils was very clear.

  Xue Er is getting bigger. Rong Qian unbuttoned his suit, wrapped her slender body in it, and spoke calmly to her father: "Dad, your wife hit my wife, this matter..."

  "I'm your mother." Bai Yuyao was somewhat panicked. This matter... Her pleading gaze turned to Rong Changfeng.

  Rong Changfeng coughed lightly and said: "Rong Qian, she is your mother."

  "Father, you once said in Beijing that my mother had passed away. Father, no matter if it's a man or woman, I don't give anyone any leeway." Rong Qian was as still as a mountain, his long eyes gleaming with a hint of sharpness, "Father, what you want is my bloodline, not my wife's life, right?"

  This remark was too severe; Bai Yuyao had been arrogant at first, but now her face turned pale.

  Looking at his young and beautiful wife's pleading gaze, Rong Changfeng's old face turned red, and he put on a dignified air: "You call me Dad, and Yuyao is your mom. What's with this 'outsider' nonsense? Hasn't Yuyao treated you siblings well all these years? She came to find Qiao Yunxue for the sake of your future too. This woman wasn't worthy of entering our Rong family from the start. I'm sure you've heard why she didn't marry into the Luo family. A woman who can't bear children, no family would accept her."

  Qiao Yunxue's body swayed slightly. She wanted to retreat, but she was in Rong Qian's arms, and there was no way to retreat.

  "I never intended to bring Yunxue back to the Rong family. Of course, I didn't consider whether the Rong family would accept her." Rong Qian smiled faintly, "Dad should think about why I've been married for half a year and still don't want to tell him."

  Rong Qian: Rong Chang's face turned green with rage, his finger pointed at Rong Qian, trembling violently, but he couldn't utter a single word.

  He slightly raised an eyebrow, and humbly nodded his head: "If Dad really doesn't want to accept my wife, I can go back to Beijing starting tomorrow. If I, as a son, cannot carry on the family line, I will advise Yanzi to leave one child for the Rong family in the future."

  "Rong Qian——" The wind blew strongly and then died down.

  In the midst of chaos, Rong Changfeng was carried to the second floor hall of the Xia family, and Bai Yuyao quickly found the high blood pressure medication she had brought with her and gave it to Rong Changfeng. After a while, Rong Changfeng finally calmed down.

  Seeing her father's improvement, Rong Qian finally stood up and gently grasped Qiao Yunxue's hand: "Let's go to the hospital."

  "No." The body shrunk slightly, Qiao Yunxue suddenly took a step forward, proactively moved a stool to sit beside Rong Changfeng, "Director Rong must have something to say to me, I'm listening."

  "Yun Xue!" Rong Qian was surprised, and even Rong Changfeng was also surprised. But looking at Qiao Yunxue, everyone finally gave way and left the hall to this couple who had always been at odds with each other.

  The hall was silent.

  Rong Changfeng looked at the palm print on her face, feeling somewhat uneasy, clearing his throat, wanting to say something, but was preempted by Qiao Yunxue: "Director Rong, don't say anything. I understand what you want to say. Director Rong, please listen to me. I am Luo Shaobang's former fiancée and also infertile. I understand the rivalry between Longji and Jinghua, as well as the importance of descendants to a wealthy family. Rong Jian refused to accept me, I understand. Director Rong, I want to divorce Rong Jian. Do you have any way?"

  "Ah?" Rong Changfeng was shocked and immediately sat up quickly, "Is this your true feelings..."

  Ten minutes later, Qiao Yunxue sent off Rong Changfeng and his wife. She was also taken to the hospital by Rong Qian, who insisted that she be hospitalized despite only having a swollen face. Qiao Yunxue did not refuse. As she listened to him discuss company matters with Qian Tao, she didn't interrupt either.

  After waiting for things to settle, Rong Qian finally put the prepared medicinal mud on the bedside table and forced Qiao Yunxue to lie down on the bed, clumsily applying it to her face.

  Rong Qian was never good at doing these things, and her clumsiness was laughable. But as she looked at his long fingers stained with medicinal mud, the unfairness in her heart slowly dissipated a bit.

  Her gaze made Rong Qian turn around, and he smiled at her: "Wife?"

  "What does sending flowers mean?" She was calm and gentle, without the hostility of last night, only a faint tenderness.

  "It doesn't matter, just chasing after my wife." His gentle and warm breath enveloped her, his voice was softer than usual, with a hint of magnetism, "I can't say that the 36 years of imprisonment were wrong, but the prisoner also has the right to redeem himself. Striving for a reduced sentence."

  "Oh..." Qiao Yunxue was a bit distracted, smiling lightly and slowly, "Rong Qian, a marriage that is not blessed by elders will definitely be a failed marriage."

  "A man who doesn't protect his wife is not a real man." Rong Qian retorted lightly, "Respecting elders is not blind obedience."

  Qiao Yunxue gently closed her eyes, whether intentionally or due to last night's insomnia, anyway, she soon dozed off. She gave him a faint smile: "I want to sleep for a while, you go busy with your things."

  "Oh..." Rong Qian furrowed her brow, but didn't say anything.

  Qiao Yunxue took off her coat and really fell asleep, emitting even breathing sounds. She looked a bit ugly in this state, but it was heart-wrenching in a way that couldn't be described. With a surge of emotions, Rong Qian leaned in close, gently biting her rosy lips, and she let out a small hum, but didn't wake up. He felt a little restless, his long arm reaching into the quilt to carefully unbutton her blouse, touching her fullness, but Qiao Yunxue still didn't feel anything, as if she was sleeping too deeply.

  The soft and fluffy texture that just fit in his palm was wonderful, and Rong Qian couldn't let go. Although he knew it wasn't the right time for romance, he couldn't help but lift up the quilt, pull down the hem of the light green thermal underwear, and gaze at the pink underwear half-covering the plump and tender flesh. His fingertips finally trembled as they pinched the beautiful red plum blossoms.

  But she still didn't wake up, breathing evenly.

  Although it was her ugliest moment, Rong Qian had the most intense reaction, his lower abdomen swelling severely, aching with pain. For the first time, the man's nature overpowered his proud rational calmness, he leaned forward diagonally, his body almost overlapping hers. His dense black hair finally buried into her chest's elastic softness. He greedily devoured her stunning beauty, as if she would disappear tomorrow, and he had to savor enough today.

  Lightly leaving shallow teeth marks densely on Qiao Yun's snow-white chest, Rong Qian planted his exclusive strawberry mark on her for the first time.

  Her long fingers unknowingly slipped into her abdomen, her mood was provocative, and she felt her seductive wetness with a shaking heart. The woman in her sleep seemed to have already gotten used to this familiar touch, and surprisingly cooperated more than when she was awake, squeezing his body tightly, her legs clamping onto his waist...

  Her heart skipped a beat, her expression humble and subtle, this little woman who had her first love ruined by him had already accepted his affectionate possession. Doesn't this mean that in her subconscious, she had long accepted him as her real man...

  His large palm slowly moved up her waistband, just about to pull down, letting each other become each other's person, but she let out a faint sigh: "Alas——"

  Mild and clear.

  All actions came to a halt. Rong Xian gazed at her faintly melancholic face, and he slowly stood up, with sparks flying in his deep, dark eyes. He slowly adjusted her blouse and thermal underwear, then covered the quilt.

  After a while, Xiaofei calmed down and got up from the couch, went to the balcony and made a phone call: "Dad, let's meet up."

  Qiao Yunxue woke up to an empty room. She sat up, feeling a slight discomfort in her chest. She gently touched it and felt the shallow scars, Qiao Yunxue broke into a faint smile, beautiful and dazzling.

  She took out her phone and smiled lightly, gently to the point of being deadly: "Hey, are you busy?"

  "Not busy," he said.

  Qiao Yunxue burst out laughing: "On such a cold day, you must be free. So..."

  "Oh?" The other party was surprised by her good mood.

  "Do you want to see green grass, blue sky and white clouds in the snowy season?" She asked with a sly smile.

  "Think." The other side got excited.

  "Then... " Qiao Yunxue got out of bed, put on her green down jacket, "Let's elope! Let's go now! Um, meet at the airport!"

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