Flash marriage, wife AA 132. Obviously, your wife doesn't want you anymore Four Treasures of the Study

  On a snowy day like this, a speed of sixty in the city is absolutely not normal, and if you're not careful, you'll be caught by traffic police. But Audi's speed was obviously higher than sixty.

  Rong Qian's eyes were fixed on the front, his long eyelashes shining like cold stars, his thin lips tightly pursed, and his introverted expression made it impossible for others to guess what he was thinking.

  Audi's tires left two deep tracks in the snow-covered road all the way from downtown to a white villa.

  The iron gate of the villa opened, and the Audi drove in. Before it had even stopped, Yanzi floated down from the second floor like a swallow, stopping only when she reached the car door. Helping to open the door, Yanzi was both delighted and anxious: "Brother, how did you also come? Isn't sister-in-law going to see a doctor? Why didn't you accompany sister-in-law?"

  Rong Qian frowned: "She's asleep. What about it?"

  Undo the seatbelt, Hong Qian stepped into the snowy ground, his weight making the loose snow emit a hissing sound. Standing there, the black-clad man in the white snow was an existence that could not be ignored. Tall and upright, introverted and serious, as if instantly condensing countless splendors, shining brightly to make people look up, yet flowing gently and endlessly to savor.

  He stopped for just two seconds, his body slightly leaning forward, and then he took big strides forward.

  "Brother..." had only taken two steps when Swallow caught up, deliberately circling her hand around Rong Qian's arm and slightly slowing down his pace.

  Her footsteps slowed down a bit, her figure slowed down slightly, and she looked at the swallow with a humble frown.

  The swallow pouted, somewhat afraid to speak, but still plucked up the courage to say: "Brother, you're such a clever person, how can you tell your sister-in-law the truth? Look, now she's not even talking to you."

  "I won't say it, Su Qinglan will. Su Qinglan will say something even more severe than me." Rong Qian slightly raised his arm and glanced at Yanzi's arm, as if warning her not to pull him along.

  Yan Zi pretended not to see, desperately pulling his arm and analyzing: "Serious? Oh, I understand, brother is afraid that Su Qinglan will add fuel to the fire when she arrives. But brother, if you tell the truth, you'll push your sister-in-law far away. Look, now your sister-in-law doesn't even want to talk to me. Alas, it seems like your sister-in-law has forgiven Luo Shaofeng, and today Luo Shaofeng was kissing her on the street, luckily I bumped into them..."

  Rong Qian stopped in his tracks, turned sideways and stared at the swallow. A strange light seemed to be flashing between his black pupils.

  Swallow closed her mouth under Rong Qian's serious gaze, and carefully covered it. Then she gently released Rong Qian's arm and deliberately fell behind him. In a low voice: "Dad is in the second floor study."

  Just fell ill and ran into the study again?

  Her eyes deepened a little, but she didn't delay any longer and strode towards the second floor study. As she passed by the first floor living room, Bai Yuxiao immediately put on a smile and came over with open arms: "Rongqian, you still remember your dad. Changfeng will be very happy to see you come."

  She slightly dodged to one side, skillfully avoiding the arms of Bai Yuyao that were wrapping around her. Rong Qian said calmly: "Of course, he's my dad."

  Her tone was flat, but Bai Yuyao's face changed color upon hearing it. She was a clever person, how could she not tell that Rong Qian's words clearly excluded her? It was somewhat awkward, but only for an instant, and when she lifted her head again, she had a smile on her face, shouting loudly: "Rong Jing, your brother is here, why don't you come out to greet him?"

  Before he had even finished speaking, a sixteen-year-old boy with a lean build rushed out from the second floor: "Brother!"

  Ke Rongqian had quickly walked into the second floor study.

  Bai Yuyao stood in the hall with an awkward face, and behind her, Yanzi ran in and chuckled: "Brother was frozen by the snow to be cold-hearted and expressionless, he's even too lazy to speak. Auntie, don't you think so?"

  "Yes, Rong Qian is usually so gentle, what's wrong with him today?" Someone gave a way out and Bai Yuyao's expression eased.

  "I'll go and listen, then I'll know." Swallow flew up to the second floor under the gaze of mother and son, sneaking and hiding outside the study door to eavesdrop.

  In the study.

  When Rong Qian walked in, Rong Changfeng was holding a 14-inch photo frame and staring at it. Seeing Rong Qian, Rong Changfeng only glanced at him and continued to stare at the photo frame. After a while, he actually wiped away tears: "I owe your mother an apology... I vowed to her that I would bring you two siblings to success and prosperity. But in the end..."

  Shaking his head, Rong Changfeng seemed too distressed to continue speaking.

  "I've already gotten married." A humble and simple sentence.

  "What is home? It's only called home when there are wives and children around." Rong Changfeng still gazed at the frame with sorrow, "You think about it, without any descendants to inherit, your mother in the underground can't rest easy either. That Qiao Yuxue, I've seen her a few times, using public power for personal gain, confusing right and wrong, telling lies one after another. Is she using these tricks to deceive you?"

  Rong Qian didn't say a word, his deep and long eyes fixed on the mirror frame in Rong Changfeng's hand, with a faint smile: "Yunxue is my wife, we've been married for less than a month, I went to Shenzhen specifically to tell him."

  He sprang up from the ground, and his usual temper returned. He grabbed the mirror frame and smashed it onto the table. Rong Qian quickly stepped forward and snatched the frame away.

  With a cold face, Rong Changfeng glared at the photo frame in Rong Qian's hand: "I don't care what reason you have to keep her. But Rong Qian, since you didn't give me a child of the Rong family, don't think about getting shares from me. Rong Jing will grow up soon, and this family business isn't necessarily yours."

  Rong Qian gazed at his father for a long time before slightly raising an eyebrow and saying softly: "Rong Jing... is indeed suitable."

  "You...". Rong Qian's calmness finally made Rong Changfeng furious, and he slapped the table again. "What do you mean? You don't have any ambition for Jinghua?"

  Rong Qian stood tall and still, his voice calm: "Without ambition, Long Ji would not be defeated again and again in front of Jing Hua."

  Changfeng's voice was hoarse, and he sat down with a sigh, pulling out a cigarette. After a while, his voice drifted over from the smoke: "You're on your own. When Si thought back to when she closed her eyes, the only thing she told me was to keep you and Yanzhi away from the people of the Luo family, never to forgive them. And yet you've gone and brought home the Luo family's fiancée. I will never acknowledge Qiao Yunxue as my daughter-in-law. She doesn't deserve it."

  "Ah..." murmured, Rong Qian slightly raised the corner of his lips, seemingly smiling yet not quite, "She has the same feeling. Says I'm not worthy of her."

  "Nonsense! I'm so angry, I'm going to die!" Rong Changfeng's hands began to move up and down his chest again.

  "Dad—" Yanzi, who had been hiding outside the door, couldn't hold it in anymore and rushed in, finding the high blood pressure medication in the drawer and handing it to Rong Changfeng. "Dad, take your medicine first."

  "What medicine did you take? It's been less than an hour."

  Swallow stared at the pill rolling under Rong Changfeng's shoe. When Rong Changfeng lifted his foot, the pill had turned into powder. Swallow blinked her beautiful Danfeng eyes and helplessly glanced at the two big men in her house, not knowing what to do.

  Rong Qian stood up, as stable as Mount Tai, calm and composed: "I will only marry once, don't joke about Yunxue's life. Dad, if Yunxue is in any danger, the first person I think of is you, not the Luo family, so... Dad knows what to do."

  Having said that, Rong Qian stood up and was about to leave.

  Rong Changfeng fell back into the soft chair, his fingertips pressing heavily on his temples. But he didn't get angry again, instead, in a low and powerful voice: "Rong Qian, what kind of woman did you marry? Do you know what she said to me alone..."

  Rong Qian's feet suddenly stopped in front of him, his calm and peaceful eyes scanning his father.

  Qiao Yunxue said: "Rong Dong, how can I divorce Rong Qian? Can you help me? Rong Qian, this woman who doesn't care about you at all, do you really want me to protect her?"

  A flash of deep eyes, a hint of almost imperceptible hurt. Yong Qian walked out with a straight back: "She is my lifelong responsibility, I am her only reliance. We cannot divorce."

  Rong Qian left.

  "You young people nowadays don't want love?" Rong Changfeng jumped up from behind, "Since there's no love, what do you know about responsibility? Only fools won't get divorced."

  "Dad, you don't understand anything. Brother is only like a normal man when he's with his wife." said Yanzi, and followed them out.

  Listening to Rong Qian's footsteps fade away, Rong Changfeng slowly walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, one hand sweeping up the sky.

  Blue curtains. Sharp black eyes stared at Rong Qian as he got into the Audi, only then picking up the receiver: "Twenty-four hour surveillance on Qiao Yunxue, I want evidence of her with other men. Best if it's with Luo Shaofan. Remember, if you're taking pictures, make sure to get the angle right, don't take useless shots. Most importantly...can't let Rong Qian find out we're tailing Qiao Yunxue."

  Slowly hanging up the phone, Rong Changfeng picked up Xia Sisi's portrait again, dazed and staring at it. A well-known philanthropic entrepreneur of his generation, slowly tears streaming down, his head tightly buried on the glass surface of the frame: "Sisi... Sisi... never forgive."

  The swallow busily climbed up the BMW and followed the Audi away.

  Before long, they arrived at the hospital entrance. Rong Qian parked the car and walked inside, with Yan Zi following closely behind. Looking at Rong Qian's solemn expression, Yan Zi carefully asked: "Dad really doesn't want to?"

  "These are none of your business. Just focus on doing your own job well." Rong Qian said calmly.

  "No." The swallow's voice grew louder, "Brother, I swear from now on, I'll follow sister-in-law every day and send her into your bed every night. Dad will absolutely not be able to find any opportunity to bother sister-in-law."

  Rong Qian stopped in his tracks, turned around and opened his arms wide, embracing Yan Zi, saying calmly: "Brother will marry you off as soon as possible."

  "Brother?" Swallow jumped up. "In the past when I was young, I couldn't help you, but now I've grown up. Brother, I'm your only ally. You should quickly accept my help."

  Rong Qian had already turned around and walked into the hospital with big strides. He arrived at the tenth floor, entered the ward, looked at the bulging quilt, a faint smile rippled on his thin lips. He sat down beside the bed, warmth gradually filling his heart.

  The swallow knew its place and stopped at the door, no longer following in, obediently flying away.

  What a sleep god!

  Of course, looking at her red and swollen eyes, I also know that she cried and didn't sleep last night.

  She must hate him...

  She had reason to hate him.

  His ten fingers slowly pressed on the temples on both sides, and Rong Yu quietly rubbed them in circles. As he was rubbing, he suddenly had a strange feeling, and quickly stretched out his hand, inserting his long arm into the bulging quilt cover.

  There is only one pillow inside.

  This girl!

  Suddenly he got up, and with a gentle movement, Qian Yun lifted the quilt, but there was no one inside. His face, unchanged for thousands of years, turned solemn, and he strode outwards.

  Just arrived at the door, bumped into someone. Same height, same build, but Rong Qian was a bit faster and had more momentum. The other person was shaken by the bump, but reacted quickly, grabbing Rong Qian's collar.

  Rong Qian reacted quickly, counter-attacking with a grab: "Luo Shaofan? Is that you?"

  "It's me." Luo Shaofan burst out laughing, "Rong Qian, you stole my wife, and you still dare to hit me? I should hide Yunxue away, let you spend your whole life unable to touch or see her."

  Rong Qian had always been calm and composed, but at this moment he was secretly worried. He tightened his grip on Luo Shaofeng's collar, his low voice husky and powerful: "You took away Yunxue? Who allowed you to take her away?"

  Lu Shao Fan was taken aback, looking around the hospital room. As clever as he was, he naturally guessed a few things, and Yun Xue had indeed left. Good! Lu Shao Fan's expression suddenly lit up, and he laughed loudly: "Of course, Yun Xue was originally my wife. I won't take her away, but can I just watch her share a bed with you, and listen to your whispers every day? Rong Qian, it's best if we don't bring up this topic, lest I lose my temper and accidentally kill someone."

  "She is my wife. She should be sleeping with me, in love and affection. You have no right to ask." Rong Qian's eyes were stern, his arm tightly pinning Luo Shaofan against the door frame, "Quickly, tell me, where is she?"

  Luo Shaofeng smiled faintly: "What, you know Yunxue is no longer blindly following your sinister self, so you're panicking? Rong Qian, do you know what Yunxue and I talked about this morning?"

  Staring at Luo Shaofeng for a long time, Rong Qian lightly spat out a few words: "What's there to talk about?"

  "She said she doesn't want you anymore. Do you want to know why she doesn't want you?" Luo Shaofan smiled faintly, "…I still won't tell you, so as not to hurt your self-esteem. But it's obvious, because you're despicable, your wife just doesn't want you."

  "Nonsense!" Rong Qian exerted a bit of force and Luo Shaofan's head was pressed tightly against the door frame once again.

  Luo Shaofan smiled brightly: "You don't think you can force me, Luo Shaofan, to tell you where Yunxue is? That's impossible. If you have the time to entangle with me, why not go and investigate properly?"

  Her eyes fixed tightly on Luo Shaofeng's gaze, Rong Qian suddenly let go of him and strode outwards.

  The swallow also gave Luo Shaofan a sideways glance and ran away.

  Lu Shao Fan's eyes followed the backs of the two siblings as he smiled faintly. Lu Shao Fan turned and headed to the traffic police team.

  Half an hour later, Luo Shaofan came out of the traffic police team. He called Jiang Qiong: "Mom, I'm going to be away for a few days. These days, mom pay attention to Long Ji."

  Jiang Qiong naturally agreed.

  Half an hour later, Luo Shaofan went to the airport. Soon he was in outer space, and Luo Shaofan, sitting in the cabin, smiled faintly - Rong Qian, you're the fool!

  Rong Qian went to check the hospital's surveillance video.

  Surveillance footage shows that Qiao Yunxue left the hospital on her own. Her footsteps are a bit quick, as if she's in a hurry to do something. But she is free.

  It's okay, she left on her own.

  Luo Shaofan told a lie.

  Watching Qiao Yunxue's quick steps on the monitor, Rong Qian slowly let out a breath.

  She's very strong and doesn't like to be comforted in person, she needs some quiet time alone. The slap from Bai Yuyao was enough to knock away the warmth in her heart, and the smile that she had just regained over the past half year. The infertility issue is a knife hanging over her head, destroying her future. As soon as someone mentions it, she'll feel a sharp pain. Moreover, he still hid his identity from her.

  She said: The one I want to marry is an ordinary person.

  She said: I want to marry a man who can enter the hall and kitchen, and roll on the big bed. But you don't even know how to fry an egg.

  She dare not love, nor believe in people, nor allow others to worry about her. All the frameworks she set for herself collapsed overnight, leaving only an unfathomable sense of loss...

  He was the person she trusted and relied on most in the past six months, but he ended up being the executioner who ruined her first love with his own hands...

  "Clouds and snow..." Rong Qian closed her long eyelashes silently - he should give her enough space to heal properly. He didn't intend to hurt her, but indeed the one who was hurt the most was her.

  Let's go to Oil Painting Street again tonight...

  The Audi originally heading towards Youhua Street suddenly turned into Jinghua.

  Sitting in the president's office, Rong Qian sat down and started being busy.

  Until the sun sets and night falls, snowflakes cover the ground outside the window. Rong Qian gets up, and the phone rings. Rong Qian glances at it and answers: "Boss Rong, this is Lin Xiaomei. Auntie Xia said Yunxue hasn't returned home or called, so I wanted to ask you how Yunxue's face injury is?"

  His face stiffened, and he stood up with a humble expression: "You're saying that Yunxue hasn't returned home yet?"

  "Really?" Lin Xiaomei was extremely surprised, "Didn't Yunxue come with you?"

  "No." He quickly hung up the phone, grabbed his suit jacket with one hand and his briefcase with the other, and strode out of the room.

  Outside, the cold wind is biting, and snowflakes are drifting. On a night like this, where did she go?

  With a flash of her eyes, Rong Qian made a phone call: "Is Luo Shaofan in the company?"

  "According to Rong Zong, Luo Shaofan's secretary said that he left for Singapore at noon."

  Singapore?

  And it was after Yunxue disappeared.

  Rong Qian sat in the Audi and rushed to the airport. Anxiety was deeply etched on his furrowed eyebrows - Luo Shaofan had already left for six hours.

  The ticket seller, Chao Rongqin, beamed a beautiful smile: "Sir, the earliest flight to Singapore is tomorrow morning at 9 o'clock. Would you like to buy a ticket, sir?"

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