Rong Qian, you are a natural-born conspirator who steals wives, the truth about it all

  "Brother, let's go back and ignore him." Yanzhi listened anxiously, her small face scrunched up with worry, and quickly pulled on Rongqian's sleeve from behind.

  The words have been spoken, and at this time, interrupting again will only lead to being accused of "fearing guilt and escaping".

  Still and unmoving, with a dignified air.

  Kai Yanzi's hand was held back, and she calmly faced Luo Shaofan. It seemed that Luo Shaofan had made a lot of effort, even Shi Jing stood on his side, and Su Qinglan, who had nothing to do with him, became his helper at this time.

  Su Qinglan is helping who? She hates Luo Shaofeng.

  Qiao Yunxue was unusually calm, her black and white eyes scanning the tranquil face of Rong Qian, while Luo Shaofan looked anxious. She slightly curled up the corners of her lips: "At that time, I hadn't met Rong Qian yet, what did he snatch?"

  "Stupid girl." Luo Shaofan hastily stepped forward, "This is business competition. Yunxue, we used to cooperate very well, and Longji developed rapidly. But before we had any defense, Rongqian had already begun to design a plan to drive us apart. As the son of Rong Changfeng, he was the first heir of Jinghua, and of course, his top priority was to take down Longji. He had every reason to snatch."

  "Rong Changfeng's son?" she muttered to herself, and Qiao Yuxue took a step back. She slowly turned to Rong Qian, staring at the steady man with a helpless smile that was barely perceptible. Her mouth opened, but no words came out.

  Rong Qian could only nod his head. At this time, he said that nothing would work and it was better to say less and make fewer mistakes.

  "If Rong Qian weren't the son of Rong Changfeng, how could he possibly become the CEO of Jinghua!" Luo Shaofan took another step forward, as if to grab Qiao Yuxue's shoulder and shake her awake.

  Qiao Yunxue dodged Luo Shaofan's arm and turned around, her face pale, forcing a pitiful smile: "Rong Qian, are you the CEO of Jinghua?"

  "Yes." He nodded, humbly but unable to explain further, not even mentioning that he had told her last night and she had fallen asleep without hearing him. Any explanation now would be an excuse.

  "Why didn't you tell me?" She nodded, but her eyes were fixed tightly on him. "Why didn't you tell me you're the son of Rong Changfeng? Director Rong has been here all along, why didn't you take me to meet him? Rong Qian, since I'm an ugly daughter-in-law who can't see her in-laws, you shouldn't have married me."

  A gentle and reserved man, with a growing sense of anxiety in his dark eyes. This was something he couldn't explain in front of everyone.

  Rong Changfeng would never let his son marry Luo Shaofan's fiancée.

  Qiao Yunxue's eyes slowly turned towards Su Qinglan. Finally falling on Su Qinglan's belly.

  Rong Qian and Luo Shaofan's attention was all focused on Qiao Yunxue. They seemed to not understand why Qiao Yunxue was so calm at this moment.

  Su Qinglan didn't avoid the topic either, instead she smiled smugly: "No way around it, women who can give birth to babies are just different from those who can't, they're much more useful."

  "Did you take aphrodisiacs under Luo Shaofeng?" Qiao Yunxue asked lightly, "Is that how your baby was conceived?"

  "Heh heh." Su Qinglan laughed dryly.

  Qiao Yunxue glared at her with a smile, clenched her fists and asked the next question: "Did Rong Qian tell you to do this?"

  "Hehe." Su Qinglan still dryly smiled. Her eyes coquettishly cast towards Rong Qian.

  Qiao Yunxue slowly turned around and forced a smile: "Rong Qian, was Su Qinglan your secretary before?"

  "Yes." Rong Qian nodded.

  "Did Su Qinglan take the hallucinogenic drug?" Qiao Yunxue looked up, waiting for Rong Qian's answer. Her tension was evident from her flickering eyes.

  His calm face was no longer calm, and his humble face showed a look of anxiety. But at this moment, he had to tell the truth, otherwise there would be no chance to explain later.

  "Yes." Rong Qian nodded affirmatively.

  "Were you three together at that time?" Qiao Yunxue smiled pitifully.

  Rong Qian nodded.

  Qiao Yunxue understood. Her eyes were a bit dull, as if she couldn't open them. Her face was wet, as if it had rained. She wanted to find something to rely on, but her gaze swept across the people in front of her, and there was no one she could rely on. Straightening her back, Qiao Yunxue walked with elegant steps through the crowd, heading outside.

  Deep and dark pupils locked onto that slender yet straight body, Rong Qian calmly swept a glance at Luo Shaofan before following closely behind Qiao Yunxue. Just as they reached Luo Shaofan's side, Luo Shaofan grasped Rong Qian's tie, his sharp and narrow black eyes locking onto Rong Qian's: "Rong Qian, you're stealing my wife and interfering with the Oil Painting Street affair, trying to bring down my company. This is all your scheme..."

  Qiao Yunxue had already walked to the door, hearing this, her body shook, as if she couldn't stand still, and quickly grabbed the door frame. She turned around and looked at the two big men twisted together, puffed out her chest, and walked outside.

  Is this Rong Qian's conspiracy?

  Qiao Yunxue silently covered her face - was she his conspiracy?

  Last night, he bathed her and let her enjoy the warmth that a woman is most infatuated with. This morning, he didn't go to work, but stayed at home entwined with her, feeling the beautiful scenery of wind, flowers, snow, and moon.

  Every bit of the past six months flashed through her mind. Every time she went through a difficult situation, he was by her side; every time she was bullied, he quietly helped her get justice back.

  Shi Jing's thing, Oil Painting Village's thing, and many many little things that can't be remembered...

  The swallow-like figure followed up: "Sister-in-law don't be angry. Sister-in-law wait for me."

  "Let go!" The elegant man's arm strength was not small, and Rong Qian's long arm twisted, making Luo Shaofan far away from himself, walking towards the door.

  Luo Shaofan suddenly reached out from behind and grabbed him: "Despicable!"

  "Even if I'm despicable, as long as you persist, you can still be with Yunxue." Rong Qian grasped Luo Shaofan's hand firmly, his black pupils shining like stars. "No one forced you to marry Su Qinglan, it was you who brought her to the wedding hall yourself. Your happiness with Yunxue was always in your own hands. It was you who gave up on Yunxue! When I married Yunxue, I just met a lovely and kind-hearted girl, but her heart was full of scars, and she pretended to be strong."

  After finishing speaking, he stood still as the wind, slanting his eyes at Luo Shaofan. However, the corner of his eye glanced at Qiao Yunxue who was leaving with big strides. That small figure under the neon lights seemed a bit thin and shaky.

  She was disappointed. She was heartbroken.

  Luo Shaofan's face gradually became worried. He grasped Rong Qian's hand, slowly and weakly. But he smiled, handsome and elegant: "If you want to add crime, what's the worry about no words? You robbed me of my wife, and there are so many reasons! Rong Qian, we can't coexist."

  Pao Ke Luo pushed away Shao Fan's hand and glanced at Su Qinglan with a calm expression: "The hallucinogenic drug she used was not my order."

  Luo Shaofeng's lips trembled: "Impossible. I have no relation with her, why would she poison me at our first meeting?"

  Rong Qian didn't explain, he had no time to say more. The shriveled figure was already walking towards the bus station, as if preparing to find a place to hide and nurse his wounds.

  In her heart, she must have thought she misjudged Luo Shaofan, but at the same time, she also misjudged Rong Qian.

  Luo Shaofan didn't follow up, but instead tightly locked Su Qinglan in place.

  Su Qinglan smiled with great interest: "I've done my best. Shao Fan, it seems that you and Rong Qianyu have both been eliminated by Qiao Yunxue. Of course, if I were her, I would be heartbroken too. Alas, she did nothing wrong, yet became a pawn in the struggle between your two families."

  Luo Shaofeng faintly revealed a smile, and a refreshing atmosphere immediately arose. He stretched out his hand to Su Qinglan: "Come on, let's go together."

  She was shocked, Su Qinglan stared at Luo Shaofan's palm in disbelief, her mouth opened and closed again, finally tears fell, she gently put her hand into Luo Shaofan's hand, sobbing: "Shaofan, I really love you so much."

  "Hmm." Luo Shaofeng leaned in, his index finger hooked under Su Qinglan's chin. He gazed at the beautiful face before him and smiled faintly, "Tell me, which clever person helped you plan this, letting you appear on the eve of my wedding?"

  "Little sail..." Su Qinglan's face turned pale, and she showed a pitiful smile to Luo Shaofan. "I'm just an orphan girl, with no one to rely on. What clever helper could I have? Without you and Tian Tian, I would have nothing at all..."

  "Is it?" Luo Shaofan's finger retracted, and Su Qinglan took a step back.

  Luo Shaofan glared at the audience beside him: "Not enough yet?"

  His slender eyes, however, were cast towards Rong Qian's speeding Audi. Luo Shaofan smiled faintly - according to Yunxue's strong personality, she would not forgive Rong Qian again.

  Qiao Yunxue didn't wait for the bus, and Audi followed her. She turned around and left, as it was only three miles away from home. She could walk back home.

  "Sister-in-law..." Swallow followed closely, not knowing how to advise. She could only meow like a kitten, pitifully. But seeing Rong Qian following up, Swallow cleverly stopped and turned back to open her BMW, obediently driving herself home.

  It seemed that she didn't hear the swallow's cry, Qiao Yunxue continued to walk forward with big strides. At this speed, it would take less than twenty minutes for her to return to Oil Painting Street, where she grew up. Only the people of Oil Painting Village had always been her unchanging reliance.

  Audi unknowingly blocked her way. She stared at Audi, and after a while, she shifted to the driver's seat. She smiled at him with a crisp voice: "Hello, Mr. Rong!"

  A look of helplessness flashed across his handsome face, and Rong Qian opened the car door: "Yunxue, let's talk about this when we get back."

  "I won't go with you." Qiao Yunxue sniffled, her eyes shining with tears. "I married an ordinary working-class man, not some CEO or heir. Song Zong, leave me alone, I don't know you and you don't know me. From now on, we're just strangers in a vast world."

  After finishing speaking, she turned sideways, bypassed Audi, gritted her teeth and puffed out her chest, walking away in the opposite direction.

  She wanted to cry. She had bullied her husband, who was a nobody for so long, how could he possibly be the president of the renowned Jinghua Group, a figure in the real estate industry who couldn't be offended? Moreover, he had ruined her first happiness in life with his own hands.

  The old lady said Beijing Huawe CEO

  "Yunxue, go back, I'll have a good talk with you." Rongqian stepped on the accelerator and slowly followed her as she walked.

  Qiao Yunxue turned around, staring at him in the Audi. Her eyes sparkled with tears as she shouted at him: "What right do you have to let Su Qinglan give Luo Shaoban a hypnotic drug? Rong Qian, you can play all sorts of vicious competitions without restraint, but the one who suffers the most is me, Qiao Yunxue."

  That's right, Rong Qian stopped the car and got out, wanting to hug her.

  She quickly dodged, sniffling and complaining: "If it weren't for you, if Su Qinglan hadn't appeared, my eight-year love affair would have come to fruition. Now there wouldn't be so many troubles either. Rong Qian, you're the real executioner."

  Rong Qian looked at her sparkling eyes and raised his long arm: "Sorry."

  "Saying sorry is useless." Qiao Yunxue turned her face away and walked forward.

  Rong Qian's face was getting more and more anxious, but he didn't dare to rush her, so he could only drive the car behind her.

  Because she was attending a party, Qiao Yunxue put on her high heels that she hadn't worn for a long time. Walking on the hard cement floor, she found it increasingly difficult to bear her own weight. Her feet hurt so much! As soon as her feet hurt, she thought of the time when she followed Rong Qian and Zhao Peirong, and then he ridiculed her...

  This man is not only not stupid, but also clever like a monkey. He clearly knew she was following behind him, but still let her follow the whole way, exhausting herself to death, and in the end, he even lost her. Thinking of this, she felt both angry and amused.

  Looking at Qiao Yunxue's slightly curved arc, Rong Qian quietly wrapped his arms around her shoulders. As soon as he touched her, she shook off his arm and pushed him away. Qiao Yunxue turned around, glaring at him: "Despicable, treacherous, shameless!"

  Despicable and shameless!

  Rong Qian's lips trembled, standing still on the spot, unwilling to leave, nor daring to take another step forward. His lovely wife, at this moment, had her eyes wide open, clenching her fists, her face pale with rage, almost looking at him with the gaze of an executioner.

  Their confrontation attracted quite a few onlookers.

  "Ugh!" She was so angry she felt like crying. But looking at him standing awkwardly in front of her, seemingly unsure where to put his hands and feet, a stifled feeling suddenly welled up inside her.

  Although she was so badly hurt by him, he stood there with an innocent face, acknowledging the pointing and staring of passersby, as if he were the one who had been harmed.

  Unreasonable!

  Qiao Yunxue suddenly turned around and roared at him: "Get out! Don't let me see you again!"

  "I won't roll." Rong Qian hung his head in shame, his attitude was extremely good. As a result, the sympathetic eyes around him all turned to Rong Qian. Some people had already begun pointing and whispering about Qiao Yunxue.

  Qiao Yunxue naturally felt the whispers around her. Even more stifled, gritting her teeth and shouting: "Haven't you ever seen a couple quarrel? So good-looking?"

  She still remembered that they were husband and wife... For some reason, Rong Qian's heart relaxed, and a faint joy surged up in his chest. Without saying another word, he bent down and hugged the slender body, almost like hugging a doll, and stuffed her into the Audi, who was punching and kicking.

  "Rong Qian, I hate you." Struggling to break free from Rong Qian's iron arms, even her curses ceased as he swallowed them with his lips. Her entire body was clamped by him, only her legs still able to move.

  Unexpectedly, Qiao Yunxue bent her leg and kicked directly at Rong Qian's abdomen.

  Enduring the pain of death, Rong Qian hummed, but didn't let go of her. Instead, he tightened his legs around hers, his voice somewhat unstable: "Wife, that thing will still be used for decades to come, don't ruin it."

  "Shameless." Does he still have the mood to make this kind of joke? Qiao Yunxue was both ashamed and angry, and without saying another word, she fiercely bit his arm. Moreover, it seemed like she had become addicted to biting him, and no matter what, she refused to let go of him. It was as if she had poured all her anger and discontent into this one bite.

  Rong Qian contained his pain and let her go, stepping on the accelerator, under her tyranny, he drove the Audi all the way into Shui Xiang Hua Yuan.

  After sitting in the car for over ten minutes, Qiao Yunxue finally relaxed her clenched teeth.

  She averted her gaze, refusing to look at him again. Yet she couldn't help but think that his wrist should have been bitten until it bled. Didn't he feel any pain? How could he endure for so long?

  She can't be soft-hearted. She won't look at him. She wants to settle accounts with him properly.

  Go upstairs. Rong Qian took off his suit, rolled up his sleeves, and the tooth marks on Qiao Yunxue's arm were exposed. A complete circle of tooth prints, a row of blood-colored prints, and even some blurry flesh and blood in the deeper places.

  Rong Qian stood there as if nothing was wrong, but her heart had secretly ached. She looked like she was about to cry, but she maintained a cold and expressionless face: "You're a schemer and a liar. Rong Qian, I'd never be with someone like you. The Rong Qian I know isn't like this."

  "Yunxue, I've been standing here all along, unchanged. It's you who won't take a closer look at me." Rongqian grasped her shoulders tightly, staring into the sadness in her eyes.

  He can understand her eight years of feelings, but cannot accept that she is still thinking about those eight years. She has already accepted his caress, kiss, and union, how can she not let go of those eight years?

  Qiao Yunxue shook her head, her voice soft: "Your mind is so deep, how can I see through you? Rong Qian, you're a born conspirator."

  "Yunxue, let's have a good talk." Rongqian pulled her into the study room, "We are husband and wife."

  She took advantage of him pulling the curtains to skillfully break free from his grasp, and with a quick glance, she slipped into the adjacent master bedroom and slammed the door shut.

  "Yunxue..." Rong Qian gently patted the bedroom door.

  "If you knock on the door again, I'll jump down and show you." She said with a sniffling nose. With a resentful tone, her eyes were red from being wronged, "I reckon if I jump from here, even if I don't die, I'll be crippled."

  "Yunxue..." Rong Qian indeed didn't dare to take the risk, standing at the door in a fluster for a while, coaxing her in a gentle voice, "Things aren't as Su Qinglan said. Yunxue come out, I'll tell you everything..."

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  Hehe, things aren't really as Su Qinglan said, but Rong Qian did do something bad. Did you guys guess the truth?

  The truth will come out in the next chapter...