Quick... quick call the doctor, our Rong family has a descendant now

  "Think about good things, hum!" Qiao Yunxue slapped his hand away, her small face tense. "Rong Qian, I didn't cling to you, it was you who brought me back from Sanya by yourself. Hmm, I'll say it clearly, I understand that you still can't accept the fact that I might not be able to get pregnant."

  "He..." Yu Rong said with a humble and quiet tone, what did he mean by that. But thinking about it the other way around, it's normal for her to have such thoughts.

  This is her most sensitive topic.

  "I won't take revenge on you." She stared blankly at the ceiling, "You're more romantic than I am, a woman. You always think about those useless things. Rong Qian, when are we going to go to the civil affairs bureau? The divorce procedure is easy to handle."

  Living with a man who is expecting a baby every day, this pressure is too great!

  "Cloud and snow..." Her sulky appearance was a bit pitiful, yet also a bit adorable, Rong Qian couldn't help but want to pull her into his arms.

  She grasped his hand, still staring at the calendar and muttering to herself: "Alas, my poor aunt, health is the capital of revolution. I can't enter menopause so early... Not being able to give birth is one thing, but aging fast is unbearable. No way, I have to see a doctor tomorrow."

  She's lucky to have thought of it, and now she's going through menopause. Rong Qian shook his head: "Maybe it's really... gone."

  "Do you know me better than I do?" Qiao Yunxue glared at him, "Rongqian, let's just go to the Civil Affairs Bureau. You're staying with me out of guilt; I'm coming back for mom's sake. Sigh..."

  "Cloud and snow......" How did this little brain suddenly become so obtuse? Rong Qian was speechless, "I'm saying it's possible."

  "As far as I know, pregnancy has morning sickness, and I vomited a lot in the first three months. I didn't have any symptoms at all." Qiao Yunxue raised an eyebrow, looking down on his self-righteousness, "Aunt Flow also needs to rest sometimes, when I went to Tibet, it came twice a month for two months."

  Is that so? Rong Qian was filled with doubts, but she insisted on it, and the topic ended there, saving her from suspecting that he had an opinion about infertility. On the surface, things were calm between them now, but those knots were still tightly twisted together, and if they weren't careful, her fragility would come out.

  Rong Qian lay down quietly, and Qiao Yunxue's gaze finally shifted from the calendar to him, muttering: "I'm warning you. Either we divorce quickly; or you stay away from Zhao Huanrong. If I find out you're cheating, be careful that one night I'll get up while sleepwalking and pickle you. By then, you won't have any descendants left, and I'll still have to commit a crime because of you..."

  "Nonsense." Rong Qian squeezed out a few words, her long eyelashes fluttering together. She turned around, her back to her, deeply indicating that he really didn't have any feelings for his runaway wife anymore.

  With no one to talk to, Qiao Yunxue also went to sleep. Before she fell asleep, Rong Qian had already started snoring softly.

  Blinking her eyes, thinking about things, but today her heart is especially messy. Suddenly, she feels his faint snoring is particularly annoying. But glancing at him, she only sees his back. He really is so calm and desireless...

  After listening for a while, she unhappily walked over the pile of books, bent down and stared at his face.

  Large eyes and thick eyebrows, wide chin and broad forehead.

  He still looks like the man from Tibet at first glance, but her feelings are no longer the same as they were at first sight. Glancing at him, she couldn't help but secretly pinch his face and gritted her teeth: "What's the point of going to Tibet? Really, you see, if I had met you in Beijing for the first time, I wouldn't have taken you for a junior employee, I wouldn't have been deceived, and I wouldn't have married an enemy. Hmph, it's really suitable to use the 18 great punishments of the Qing dynasty on you, only then can this girl's hatred be alleviated."

  She pinched his face but he didn't react. She raised an eyebrow, puffed up with anger: "Sleeping like a pig. Stupid pig, I'm telling you, don't think that just pretending to sleep will bring peace."

  Still no response.

  Qiao Yunxue weakly lay back on her own turf. She closed her eyes tightly and counted sheep.

  Sleep!

  After two hours, she was still staring at the ceiling. Muttering to herself: "Rong Qian, it's all your fault, I want to kill you, but I came back. It's because you're still a man, knowing how to carry your wife back home. Also, even if I escaped to the ends of the earth, I wouldn't be happy. You don't love me, and I don't love you either. You owe me an apology for not having a son, we're even now, it's all according to our agreement. But you know what? I proposed to you, so I have to take responsibility for you too. I really don't like the drama anymore, I just want to live a peaceful life, with someone to lean on, and a man who can be relied upon. I won't give Shao Fan another chance, that would be my lifelong regret, it's all my fault. I don't want to make the same mistake again...

  Rong Qian's shoulder moved slightly, and Qiao Yunxue was startled. She turned her body to look at him sideways before lying back down, patting her chest.

  Pinching his back, she still wouldn't let up: "You're always scheming against others, why aren't you afraid of getting tired? I really don't know, will there come a day when I'll be schemed against by you... just like Luo Shaofeng ran into Long Ji, he only chose Long Ji. Will there come a day when I run into your Jinghua, and in front of you, I'll be nothing?"

  Staring at his straight back, she couldn't help but pinch him hard. Her eyes gradually moistened, and her throat was a little hoarse: "If I'm still just your pawn, I swear, I'll go to Emei Mountain to be a nun."

  Just then, Rong Qian turned over in his sleep. His long arms and legs carelessly stretched across the bookshelf, and he buried his head in her embrace, sleeping soundly.

  Now she didn't dare to mutter. She could only think gloomily - he, a man who stood tall and upright, why did he always bury his head in her bosom, as if she were his reliance...

  But when he got off the helicopter, that god-like image, that kind of glamour that even a starry night couldn't conceal, made his figure shine brightly there for a lifetime. She just couldn't imagine him as a man who slept in his wife's arms...

  "Yongqian, I forced myself to stay." She murmured as she drifted off to sleep.

  The sky is bright.

  Got up and washed, tidied up her appearance, and returned to the bedside, gazing at the little woman sleeping horizontally.

  She should go to work with him, that would be safe. But... she was sleeping so soundly. Pouting her small mouth while sleeping, and still clenching her fists, it's clear that she's still full of resentment in her heart.

  After some thought, Rong Qian went to the study room, wrote a note and placed it in a conspicuous place on the bedside table. Only then did he pick up his bag and head out.

  He sat in the Audi, his slender fingers grasping the steering wheel, but his foot didn't press the accelerator. After a while, he suddenly picked up his phone.

  "Hey?" Luo Shaofeng's voice came, with a hint of sarcasm. "What, Brother Rong remembered that I'm the one who lost to you? Or are you here to show off, thinking that even though you did something so despicable, Yunxue is still by your side."

  She flashed a glance and smiled faintly: "There's no use talking about that. Luo Shao, I want to ask you. Was there any inside story behind the car accident back then?"

  "What do you want to do?" Luo Shaofan became alert.

  Rong Qian's voice was soft: "Don't you... want to give Yunxue justice?"

  "But it's already too late." Luo Shaofeng's voice was even softer, "Because of the moving Cloud Snow car, because that day I happened to be drunk and couldn't drive. That was a trap set up long ago. I don't deny it, probably it was an internal struggle within my family..."

  "Oh..." hesitated, Rong Qian didn't ask further and hung up the phone.

  Perhaps Luo Shaofeng understood in his heart, so he never went to investigate. Maybe he had secretly investigated before, but when it involved his closest relatives, he chose to avoid it.

  Qiao Yunxue woke up to find herself blinded by the bright light outside.

  That's snow glare, which is why it's so dazzling. She went to Hainan and came back, the snow at home hadn't started melting yet.

  Withdrawn gaze, staring blankly at the empty bed on the other side, finally falling on those few books.

  The pages were all folded up. He came over last night, but compared to usual, he was indeed too "obedient", except for burying his head in her chest, there were no other ambiguous movements, which made her feel uneasy instead.

  She turned her head and the yellow note on the bedside table caught her attention. Stretching out her arm, she picked it up, holding it with both hands and reading carefully: "Wife, wake up and call me. Let's go to the hospital together."

  Go to the hospital for a check-up?

  After thinking for half a day, Qiao Yunxue finally remembered her doubts from last night. She muttered to herself: "Really thought I was pregnant, how is that possible! If my uterus were so cooperative, how could Luo Shaofan have given up so easily back then..."

  She wouldn't call him and go to the hospital together to lose face. Moreover, he is still the CEO of Jinghua, if they lost face, it would be tomorrow's headline news.

  She had an idea and said, "Why don't you go ask your mom if it's okay? Maybe she can accompany you to the hospital."

  Get up and tidy yourself. Standing in front of the dresser, but made a ghost face. These two days have been sleeping well, but people still don't look spirited. The face is yellow and dry, even the originally black and shiny hair that reaches the waist seems to be a bit dull.

  This made her even less willing to be seen by Rong Qian. She casually threw down the comb, took her handbag and left. Just two steps away, she remembered something and turned back to the bedside cabinet. Bending over to take a look, she turned around and headed towards the study again.

  Qiao Yunxue opened the top drawer of Rong Qian's desk and found a small red notebook inside.

  That is China Bank's Passbook for Time Deposit.

  Overjoyed, Qiao Yunxue tightly clutched it to her chest. This was the education fund she had originally saved for her future baby! She thought about how hard it was for her to save it back then, but in the end, that low-key Mr. Rong turned out to be the heir of Jinghua, and he didn't even need her money.

  She was so confident and self-righteous every time she settled accounts with him, but now thinking about it makes her blush.

  Alas, she may not be able to have a baby with this money. It's better to take it back home and use it to support her elderly mother instead.

  Thinking of this, Qiao Yunxue took out the deposit slip. But when she took out the deposit slip, she accidentally brought out a document with it. She looked at it in confusion - it was the original agreement that Fang Qingqing had left behind. Fang Qingqing said she would come to get it, but never did.

  Of course, Fang Qingqing never came to pick it up because Su Qinglan was divorced. Since Su Qinglan didn't urge her to come, why would Fang Qingqing still come?

  After some thought, Qiao Yunxue took it away. This thing had caused her so much pain back then, and it was better to leave it with her mother as a permanent historical relic, there was no need for Rong Qian to keep it.

  She put the contract and deposit book into her handbag and strode towards Oil Painting Village. But every few steps, she would glance back over her shoulder, for some reason feeling that someone was following her. Yet there was no one behind her.

  After more than ten minutes, Qiao Yunxue arrived at the Xiyang Painting Gallery. After greeting her parents, she ran to the third floor first, put away the agreement, and still had the deposit slip with her, planning to deposit some more when she had time. Only then did she jump down in small steps.

  "Mom..." She was still on the second floor, and she first shouted at the first floor.

  "What's wrong? You're so startled." Xia Xinqin complained, "What's the hurry?"

  "Mom, Rong Qian wants me to go to the hospital, but I want to ask you first." Qiao Yunxue ran down a floor and smiled, "Mom, what do you think..." Just as she said that, her phone rang. She quickly took out her phone to see who was calling.

  Luo Shaofan's phone?

  She furrowed her brow and thought for a moment, neither answering nor hanging up, letting it ring. Luo Shaofan was indeed patient, and he called again twice.

  Qiao Yunxue pouted and refused to respond.

  Luo Shaofan didn't come after all. Qiao Yuxue thought it was over when her phone beeped with an incoming message.

  Rong Qian and Luo Shaofeng would never do something as wasteful as sending a text message. Who could it be? Qiao Yuxue opened the phone to look at the content, only seeing six words: "Bring Xia Yan back."

  "Swallow!" Her heart skipped a beat, her hand trembled, and Qiao Yunxue's phone almost fell to the ground.

  How could Swallow be at Lu Shao Fan's place? If that's true, then it's all over. The day before yesterday, Rong Qian didn't show any mercy and made Lu Shao Fan fall into the sea. If Lu Shao Fan has a vengeful mentality, then it wouldn't be surprising at all.

  If Swallow is in the hands of Hai Shao, it's a big deal!

  Without saying another word, Qiao Yunxue rushed out: "Mom, I'm going to pick up Yanzi. I'll come back and talk to you later."

  The snow on the ground was several inches thick. Qiao Yunxue ran to the intersection, ready to call Rong Qian. But after thinking about it, she turned around and ran towards the Creative Building.

  She clearly saw Swallow following Shu Yu that day, how could she be with Luo Shaofan?

  Running quite fast, panting and standing in front of Shu Yu, Qiao Yunxue was still rubbing her chest: "Shu Yu?"

  "Back?" The weather was too cold, not good for painting, Shu Yu was sorting out a few saved oil paintings. As soon as he saw Qiao Yunxue, he quickly put them down and walked towards her, "Silly girl, how come you're back without even telling your brother?"

  Shu Yu's voice was tinged with a hint of displeasure, clearly still angry about the Hainan incident. Qiao Yunxue made an effort to smile at him: "Sorry, Shu Yu, I didn't know Rong Qian would do that either."

  "He's just a man without any elegance!" Shu Yu concluded in anger. As she brushed aside the few strands of hair on her forehead, she examined him carefully and nodded, "Your complexion is still not very good, but it's better than that day."

  Lacking patience and chatting with Shu Yu, Qiao Yunxue could only try her best to smile and ask: "Shu Yu, didn't Yanzi come back with you?"

  "Yanzi?" Shu Yu looked at her strangely, "Didn't Yanzi return with Luo Shaofan? Luo Shaofan volunteered to bring her back."

  "Heavens!" A loud slap landed on Shu Yu's shoulder, Qiao Yunxue's face was red with anger. "I clearly saw Yanzi holding onto your sleeve, that's why I felt at ease letting her follow you back. How could you let Yanzi follow Luo Shaobai? Don't you know that the Luo and Rong families are sworn enemies?"

  "How would I know that the Luo and Rong families have a grudge? I'm just an oil painter, how would I know..." Shu Yu's face scrunched up in distress.

  "Alright, ignorance is bliss. However, Qiao Yunxue still kicked Shu Yu with force and then walked out: 'If Yanzi has something going on, Shu Yu, I'll never bother you for the rest of my life.'"

  "Yunxue..." Shu Yu heard and panicked, his feet slipping, following up, only to hear Qiao Yunxue's footsteps.

  Downstairs, she dialed the phone back, and in less than a second, Luo Shaofan's voice came: "Yunxue, if you don't take this annoying woman away, I'll stay here forever."

  "..." Taking a deep breath, Qiao Yunxue made an effort to remain calm and said, "I want to hear what the swallow has to say."

  The other party was silent for a moment, then a crisp voice came: "Luo Shaofan, I know the way myself."

  "Did you hear that?" Luo Shaofan smiled faintly. "But I'm worried about letting Rong family's young lady return home alone."

  "Take a deep breath, Qiao Yunxue tried her best to soften her tone: 'Shao Fan, wait for me, I'll contact Rong Qian immediately and have him come pick us up. Thanks for bringing Yanzi back.'"

  "Come on! I don't want to see Rong Qian." Luo Shaofan was very displeased, "You let him come, but I have no idea where he'll take Xia Yan."

  "You..." gritting her teeth, Qiao Yunxue made an effort to calm down, "I'm coming. I'm on Oil Painting Street right now, I've called a car and it'll be here soon."

  "Alright, I'll send someone to Oil Painting Street to pick you up." Luo Shaofeng hung up the phone.

  Standing in the snow, Qiao Yunxue opened her phone and then closed it, closing it again and opening it. In the end, she resolutely turned it off.

  She couldn't tell Rong Qian about this matter.

  Lu Shao Fan was a proud man, he wouldn't let her play any tricks behind his back. If he were to see through it, even if nothing happened, something would happen, and she couldn't guarantee what he would do to Yan Zi. Moreover, she had no idea where Yan Zi was right now.

  In this era, if you want to make someone eat a loss, it's really not a difficult thing.

  Standing on Oil Painting Street, Qiao Yunxue paced back and forth, occasionally looking at the passing vehicles. On a snowy day, there were not many passing vehicles, she just wanted to see the Mercedes-Benz quickly. Ten minutes later, a white Mercedes-Benz stopped in front of her.

  "Yún xuě jiě jie shàng lái ba?" A gentle voice came from inside the Mercedes-Benz.

  Lo Haiyan?

  Without thinking much, Qiao bowed and sat down beside Yunxue. She tightly pursed her lips, her hands grasping the handbag, her fingers slowly turning white.

  She knew that Luo Shaofeng was doing it on purpose, but she couldn't not go. Yanzi's impression of Luo Shaofeng was as deep as Bai Yuyao's impression of her, Qiao Yunxue. But how could such a pure person like Yanzi see through the complexity of Luo Shaofeng's mind? Yanzi would end up provoking Luo Shaofeng.

  She returned to Rong Qian's side, which means something. Luo Shaofan is a clever person and he can't possibly not know that. Then why does he still see her?

  Mercedes-Benz drove slowly through the heavy snow towards the suburbs.

  Looking at the direction they were heading, Qiao Yunxue slowly realized. The place Luo Haiyan took her to, she had been there before. It was the villa where Luo Shaofan had taken her to stay for a few days and was later picked up by Rong Qian. She didn't expect that Luo Shaofan would also bring Yanzi there.

  Qiao Yunxue suddenly looked back.

  "Don't worry, I'll get you back quickly. No need to remember the way." Luo Haiyan chuckled, "My brother just thought it would be too embarrassing to let Xiaoyan go home like that, so he asked Yuxue sister to pick her up."

  That would be great. But this is indeed Luo Shaobai's style, never showing weakness easily. Even more so, not used to making things easy for others.

  Qiao Yunxue nodded, but still looked back. There was nothing behind her, but she always felt like someone was following her. What's going on?

  Half an hour later, Benz drove into a familiar villa.

  The Mercedes stopped, and Qiao Yunxue hastily got out of the car. She looked around and saw Yanzi running towards her.

  "Yanzi——” Qiao Yunxue felt a sense of relief in her heart, ran up to her, and wrapped her arms around Yanzi. She looked her up and down, left and right, and finally settled on Yanzi's innocent eyes. She pinched Yanzi's elastic face, and Qiao Yunxue's heart was put at ease. She smiled: "It's okay!" She really wanted to scold Yanzi for being reckless, but looking at Yanzi's awkward appearance, Qiao Yunxue couldn't bear to scold her.

  "Yunxue, you don't really think I'd make things difficult for a little kid like that, do you?" Luo Shaofan's clear voice came from behind.

  "No." With a faint smile, Qiao Yunxue turned around straightforwardly, her black and white eyes fixed on Luo Shaofan.

  On such a snowy day, he was wearing a silver-white suit. It set off his spirit and made him look energetic and spirited. For an instant, she thought she had returned to nine years ago when they first met...

  "It's better if there isn't." Luo Shaofan was somewhat absent-minded today, making Qiao Yuxue feel a bit lost. He always had a faint smile on his face, elegant and extraordinary, with an air of refinement, and in his slender eyes, a brilliant light seemed to be shining through.

  Qiao Yunxue let out a soft sigh.

  "It's windy here, let's go inside and sit for a while!" Long Xiang made a elegant gesture, half inviting and half leisurely, Luo Shaofan stepped aside to make way.

  He was polite and she reciprocated with courtesy. Especially since Swallow was unharmed, she felt a deep gratitude in her heart.

  "We're going to play on the second floor." Luo Haiyan was shouting at Xiaoyan. Xiaoming was also a swallow, which brought the two closer together.

  "I want to be with my sister-in-law," said Yanzi.

  "Go!" Qiao Yunxue sent the swallow out. Entering the third floor, a small figure rushed over, and Qiao Yunxue quickly dodged to the side, but it was too late. The little figure directly hugged her leg, with a cute face tilted at a 45-degree angle, smiling with narrowed eyes: "Mommy!"

  She originally liked Tian Tian, but the two words "mommy" made her arms and legs have nowhere to put. Qiao Yunxue hastily jumped away, until she was a meter away from Tian Tian, before stopping with a sense of relief. However, her eyes involuntarily stared at that small child.

  "Don't be afraid of him. He's not wrong." Luo Shaofan's voice was soft, and although he was young, he had a fatherly demeanor. He pulled Tian Tian along, "Let's go sit in the study room."

  "Hmm." Qiao Yunxue silently followed behind Luo Shaofan.

  Xiao Tian Tian kept turning back to look at Qiao Yun Xue, giggling. Looking at Qiao Yun Xue made her feel embarrassed and she could only awkwardly smile back at the little guy.

  She still can't understand how Su Qingqing gave birth to such a beautiful and intelligent baby...

  He entered the study and gestured for Qiao Yunxue to sit down. Luo Shaofan personally brewed a cup of West Lake Longjing tea and handed it to her: "The weather is cold, have a cup."

  "Ah----" Qiao Yunxue took it in a daze, staring at Luo Shaofan in disbelief. Today's Luo Shaofan was as elegant as ever, seemingly having forgotten her hatred and humble calculations.

  This calm and steady Luo Shaofan made it impossible for her to see through his thoughts.

  "Mommy——" Tian Tian laughed and rushed over again.

  Qiao Yunxue awkwardly turned her body, not letting the little friend give her a big hug. This was Su Qinglan and Luo Shaofan's son, she couldn't forget this matter.

  Qiao Yunxue's subconscious evasive action made Luo Shaofan's slender eyes dim slightly. But only for an instant, he was as elegant as before, raising his cup: "Have a drink... Don't mind Tian Tian's existence. You don't have a baby, I don't mind Tian Tian calling you 'godmother'."

  "Godmother?" Qiao Yunxue's eyes fell unknowingly on Luo Tianpeng's small face. Such a lovely and handsome doll calling her godmother, she was absolutely delighted.

  "You can take this son of mine whenever you want, just come and get him." Luo Shaofan stood up with a smile, looking out the window at the snowy scene. "Yunxue... Rong Qian did such a despicable thing, but you still went back to his side. Even if you don't love him, you have an irreplaceable dependence on him. I understand now - I really should let go. Yunxue, I love you."

  Her heart skipped a beat, Qiao Yunxue stood up stupidly and glanced at the door, thinking if it was time to slip away.

  "Wishing you all the best!" Luo Shaofeng was extremely calm. Such a calm blessing usually comes from the heart.

  Unconsciously walking to the window, Qiao Yunxue stood shoulder to shoulder with Luo Shaofan, gazing out at the snowy scene. She surreptitiously glanced at Luo Shaofan: "You...don't resent him?"

  "It's fate. No one could have predicted that Su Qinglan would get pregnant once. It ruined us for each other and changed our lives." Luo Shaofan looked up, closing his slender eyes, but his voice was slightly hoarse, "I want Long Ji, but I also want you. In the end, I couldn't have both fish and bear's paw."

  "Hmm." Qiao Yunxue nodded in agreement. One can't be too greedy, or else one will always end up losing.

  Luo Shaofan stroked his forehead, and a low voice sounded in the study: "But losing to Rong Qian, I can still accept it. After all... he has experienced too many storms, not something I can compare with. Yunxue, when it comes to responsibility, I am indeed inferior to him. You chose him, I expected as much."

  Never had she seen Luo Shaofeng so sincere and frank, Qiao Yuxue's eyes moistened, softly saying: "Longji, now that the overall situation is settled, you can marry a woman who shares your feelings. You have to call mom every day."

  "Oh." Responding, Luo Shaofan turned around, his slender eyes shining slightly, fixed on her slightly swollen eyes. He smiled, like the dawn breaking through the sea, beautiful and magnificent. His arms gently fell onto her shoulders, "Don't think that men don't understand emotional pain."

  "I..." She didn't open her eyes, Qiao Yunxue didn't know what to say. She only felt that in her heart, it slowly softened. Those hidden emotions quietly branched out and dispersed in Luo Shaofan's great enlightenment.

  She loved him for eight years! That kind of devotion won't happen again. That kind of pure love only happens once...

  "Yunxue, I am the one who regrets the most, and it is still me who hurts the most." Luo Shaofan seemed to be muttering to himself.

  She smiled faintly, with tears in her eyes, but laughed at him openly: "Shao Fan, if you had been so down-to-earth and not so high and mighty, even if Su Qinglan came to me herself, I wouldn't have run away to Tibet."

  Her body trembled slightly, and Luo Shaofan hesitated to stretch out his fingertips, gently pressing her lips, low and with a pleading tone: "Yunxue, don't say these things anymore. Every sentence reminds me of how badly I failed, how stupid I was to let you go."

  "Mm. Don't mention it." She replied. Staring blankly at the long arm that had fallen onto his shoulder, it was trembling slightly.

  Her tears fell, suddenly dropping down.

  Luò Shǎo Fān, the pride of Lóng Jī. Always high and mighty, the spoiled child of heaven, yet doesn't know how to humble himself to coax the woman he likes. His disappointment is not something she can understand. Only when he decided to let her go could he put aside his pride and speak from his heart.

  "I won't make it difficult for you." Luo Shaobo's thin lips curled up, seeming to smile, but with a deeper melancholy. "But this can't show that I can accept Su Qinglan coming back. Nor can it show that I will find another mother for Tian Tian. Yunxue, I will never live for others. This kind of life, without a woman's life, is actually more relaxing..."

  "Shao Fan..." Tears sparkled, but she didn't know what to say. Luo Shao Fan, he had let go of their love, yet trapped himself instead. Her heart felt a lump, but she didn't know...

  "But don't be too happy yet." Luo Shaofan's starry eyes shone with deep meaning, "Rong Qian and I will inevitably be lifelong opponents. In fact, I have already been extremely kind to him today. If I wanted to destroy his happiness, I could. But I don't want to ruin Yunxue's happiness, nor do I want to be despicable again."

  "What?" Qiao Yunxue didn't understand.

  "I'm only twenty-nine." Luo Shaofeng's eyes flashed with a hint of amusement, "A man like me, getting married at thirty-five is still normal. I have several years to wait for a miracle to happen."

  "What miracle?" Qiao Yunxue looked up, she didn't understand what Luo Shaofan meant by "miracle".

  "Our fate, gained and lost again, makes me believe that miracles exist in this world." Luo Shaofan's eyes were fixed on hers, his fingertips gently wiping away the small tears at the corner of her eye. "What I've lost is trust, not love. I don't think Rong Qian has won your heart now; your love for him is far less than your dependence on him. All I can do is wait for the day when he might lose your heart, just like me, and maybe then I'll still have a glimmer of hope."

  "Shao Fan..." Her heart skipped a beat, Qiao Yun Xue took a step back, staring at him in shock. Luo Shao Fan, why...

  "I'll tell Rong Qian..." Luo Shaofan slightly shook his head, smiling like a sunrise, radiant yet warm.

  Qiao Yunxue was taken aback: "What did you tell Rong Qian?"

  She took out her phone and dialed the number with a comfortable smile on her face. She rushed over to stop him, but was easily held back by Luo Shaofeng.

  "Rong Qian..." Luo Shaofan said.

  I don't know what Rong Qian said on the other end, but Luo Shaofan burst out laughing. He gazed deeply at Qiao Yunxue: "I'm putting it on speaker." As he adjusted the volume, his tone was light and cheerful: "Rong Qian, I've got some good news to share with you - from now on, I won't be constantly thinking about your wife."

  Unconsciously tense, Qiao Yunxue stared at Luo Shaofan's phone in surprise.

  She should have been delighted to hear that, but Rong Qian wouldn't think so. From today on, she had to rely on Rong Qian, didn't she?

  "You shouldn't have been thinking about my wife in the first place." Rong Qian's calm and steady voice came over.

  Lu Shao Fan smiled faintly, like a spring breeze: "I won't bother you, but we're still friends. I'll care about Yun Xue. Rong Qian, you'd better be careful, no matter what year or month it is, you have to pamper Yun Xue... otherwise, I'll wait here without moving. Lu Shao Fan will probably lack a wife for many years to come!"

  "After a few seconds of silence, Rong Qian's voice was soft: 'As you wish. My wife, I will feed you full. You want to wait, hurt your liver and kidneys, can't hurt me and Yunxue.'"

  Hung up the phone without saying goodbye.

  Qiao Yunxue's eyes fluttered open, unsure whether she should be annoyed or amused. Rong Qian's hands were ruthless against his opponent, showing no mercy, leaving no room for quarter.

  Lu Shao Fan was slightly embarrassed, but his demeanor remained unchanged. He self-deprecatingly said: "I'm ruthless, but not as ruthless as Rong Qian, so my wife was snatched away by him."

  "Mommy——" He was still shouting on the ground.

  Gently patting Tian Tian's little head, Qiao Yunxue smiled lightly: "Shao Fan, I'll head home first. Thanks again for treating Yanzi well."

  "Wait..." Luo Shaofeng hastily shouted. But as soon as the words came out, Luo Shaofeng couldn't help but turn his face away in embarrassment, hesitated for a moment, and then suddenly tightened his arm, "Yunxue, just hug me once. For the last time..."

  The man who had always been spirited and vigorous suddenly became fragile, leaving Qiao Yunxue helpless to defend herself. She stared blankly at his melancholy long eyes, silently closing her own, enduring his tight embrace.

  A decade of love and hate, all wrapped up in one embrace. She couldn't refuse it. This bosom, once her haven, filled with all her hopes and joys...

  She had already chosen to give him up, but at this moment, her heart still ached vaguely. Luo Shaofan...

  "Clouds and snow..." The low, murmuring voice of Luo Shaofeng was like a fine wine that seeped into her heart, causing her to tremble slightly. The fleeting romance of the past flashed through her mind like a movie reel.

  Suddenly she felt a warmth on her lips, and Qiao Yunxue woke up with a start. She wanted to struggle free, but Luo Shaofan's low voice was like a broken heart: "Snow, one last kiss."

  The last kiss... The painful sound moved her heart, and unknowingly, she forgot to struggle. In the twinkling tears, she saw a tear fall from Luo Shaofan's slender eyes.

  Her tears quietly overflowed from her eyes.

  He finally understood love, but it was because of her resolute abandonment that he felt relieved. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but the tears fell anyway.

  He hugged her, almost embedding her into his bones...

  Finally, he let her go. Bending down to gaze at her tender and tempting red lips, her dazed eyes, Luo Shaofan struggled to turn his face away.

  He strode towards the balcony, and only a low voice came over: "From now on, we are friends. Nothing to do with romance, nothing to do with past events, nothing to do with secrets that will never be spoken."

  Qiao Yun Xue quietly gazed at his back figure.

  She finally bent down, pulled open Tiantian's small hand and walked out.

  "Mommy——" Chasing her every day.

  Sweet and pleasant children's voices.

  Qiao Yunxue unconsciously turned around, looked at the little orphan, and her heart softened. She gently squatted down, smiling: "Hmm, not mommy, but godmother."

  "Auntie..." Little Tian Tian shouted with a clear and crisp voice, looking up at her face.

  She gently hugged Xiaotian and then let go. Qiao Yunxue gazed at the stone-carved man on the balcony, quietly walking outwards.

  Until Qiao Yunxue's footsteps faded away, Luo Shaofan turned around, bent down and picked up Tiantian, sighing deeply.

  "Daddy, why can't we call Auntie 'Mommy', only 'Godmother'?" Even less than two years old, Tiantian also has a faint sadness.

  "Because godmother is more intimate than mother." Luo Shaofan said. Ten fingers, slowly pressed on the temples on both sides.

  Downstairs, Qiao Yunxue found Yanzi and prepared to go home together.

  "Let me see you off!" Luo Haiyan followed up, but stared at Qiao Yunxue's red and swollen lips, slightly stunned, then frowned and muttered, "Brother, it's really tough."

  Qiao Yunxue just looked at Yanzi and pretended not to hear Luo Haiyan's words.

  They originally had no car and could only accept Luo Haiyan's suggestion. As they sat in the Benz, Qiao Yuxue glanced at Yanzi, who was still innocent and loving to smile: "Sigh..."

  "I'm fine! Why are you sighing, sister?" Yanzhi burst into a charming smile and coquettishly said, "Look, I'm full of energy."

  "Why don't you go home with a spring in your step?" Qiao Yunxue couldn't help but pinch Yanzi's cheek.

  "Swallow shook her head desperately: "No way! Luo Shaofan said that if I ran away, he would..." Swallow's face turned red and she couldn't continue. Instead, she started hating Shu Yu, "Sister, you have to discipline Shu Yu well, he didn't bring me back. He's not a man at all."

  I know what Luo Shaofan said. Qiao Yunxue smiled lightly and shook her head, holding Yanzi's hand and instructing Luo Haiyan: "Return to Shui Xiang Garden."

  Before long, they arrived. After sending Yan Zi down the car, Qiao Yun Xue didn't get off but instead instructed: "Hai Yan, send me back to Oil Painting Village!"

  "Sister-in-law, I don't like being alone at home."

  "Shall we go to work?" Qiao Yunxue smiled slightly, "Your BMW is here, wherever you want to go."

  "Oh." Yanzi responded with a hint of grievance and walked into the garden with a sense of injustice.

  Two minutes later, Qiao Yunxue arrived at Oil Painting Street.

  Just in time for lunch, didn't Bai Yuyao come to pick her up?

  At the entrance of the Sunset Gallery, in a red sedan, was indeed Bai Yuyao. When she saw her, she was much warmer than last time.

  "Come on! Rong Qian's dad is waiting for you." Bai Yuyao opened the car door.

  Just as she was about to get in, a wheat-colored arm pulled Jiao Yunxue: "Silly girl, that woman slapped you the other day, and you're still following her onto the bus. Not allowed!"

  What's wrong?

  Qiao Yunxue pushed Shu Yu all the way to the Sunset Gallery: "The ugly daughter-in-law still has to meet her parents-in-law..." Endless heartache. On the other hand, she greeted her mother: "Mom, I have a dinner appointment, don't wait for me to eat lunch."

  "Yunxue, you can't go..." Shuyou urged.

  Watching Shu Yu's protection, Bai Yuyao sat in the car with a faint smile. The elegant and noble woman quietly swept over Shu Yu's rough face without making a sound, but was slightly stunned. She looked away awkwardly - this oil painter's daughter had gotten herself entangled with men who were each more peculiar than the last. Heaven was truly unfair. Why did she have to guard against Cong Longfeng that old man when she was only a few years older than Qiao Yunxue...

  Shaking off her fatigue, Qiao Yunxue finally got into the car. After fastening her seatbelt, she smiled lightly: "Alright."

  As she spoke, Qiao Yunxue felt a bit awkward - what should she call Bai Yuyao?

  "It's just ahead. A five-star hotel. It must be worthy of our Young Master's wife." Bai Yuyao seemed to not mind that she wasn't addressed, stepped on the gas pedal and brought Qiao Yunxue into a hotel near Shuixiang Garden.

  Seeing her daughter-in-law, entering such a wine house? Isn't it too grandiose? Qiao Yunxue's heart skipped a beat. But everyone had already arrived, so she had to force herself to go in.

  Rong Changfeng was already waiting inside. But Qiao Yunxue's gaze, at the moment she entered the package room, had been completely absorbed by Zhao Peirong.

  Rong Changfeng came to see his daughter-in-law, what did Zhao Peirong come for?

  "Arrived?" Yong Changfeng narrowed his eyes and sized up Qiao Yunxue.

  A green down jacket, with a thin blue and white striped scarf around the neck, straight hair and a plain face. Looks quite refreshing and elegant, generous and dignified.

  "Coming......" Hesitating, Qiao Yunxue gritted her teeth and softly called out, "Dad..."

  Rong Changfeng's eyes turned to Zhao Peirong on the side, and he shook his head secretly. After all, Xiaojia Biyu was still Xiaojia Biyu, and compared to Zhao Peirong, Qiao Yuxue seemed to have a few more rustic airs. This comparison made Rong Changfeng even more unhappy. However, Rong Changfeng, who had been in the real estate industry for over ten years, remained calm on the surface.

  "Don't be in such a hurry to call Dad." Yong Changfeng raised his hand slightly, gently stopping Qiao Yuxue, and motioned for her to sit down.

  Sit down, Qiao Yunxue's eyes were still on Zhao Peirong. But Zhao Peirong had always been a bit arrogant and didn't look at her. However, she still remembered to turn around and add with a big smile: "Hello, Director Kong! Hello, Chairman's wife!" Not letting her call him dad, she let out a sigh of relief. Facing such a picky old man, calling him dad would naturally bring pressure.

  "Let's eat first." Bai Yuyao took over the menu and ordered in a soft voice.

  A meal eaten in an oppressive atmosphere.

  Chiao Miss, are your parents both oil painters?

  "Uh-huh." Qiao Yunxue responded loudly and clearly, selling oil paintings without losing face.

  "The oil painting is quite good." Rong Changfeng didn't look down on it, but instead lightly mentioned, "I heard that back then you and Luo Shaofan didn't get married because of difficulty in having a child?"

  "Hmm..." There was more to it, but Qiao Yunxue remembered that the more she said, the more mistakes she'd make, so she didn't explain. However, her heart was already tangled up. Rong Changfeng's words were clearly meant to expose her scars...

  Rong Changfeng let out a soft sigh: "Miss Qiao, you know that Rong Qian has a special liking for babies, right?"

  "Hmm..." Qiao Yunxue nodded. Rong Qian was fond of babies. She seemed to have detected Rong Changfeng's discontent, but Rong Changfeng's face remained calm and pleasant, showing no signs of dissatisfaction.

  "I can see that. Rong Qian is good to you." Rong Changfeng said slowly and solemnly, "But I sincerely hope that you will treat Rong Qian well and consider his feelings. Marriage isn't just about two people, it's about two families. For example, children, social status, and inheritance rights..."

  Qiao Yunxue seemed to have understood that Rong Changfeng was indirectly saying that she had ruined Rong Qian's bright future.

  Qiao Yunxue slowly sat up straight, staring directly at Rong Changfeng. The corners of her lips slowly curved upwards, and she smiled softly: "Rong Dong is right, I and Rong Qian must be good and filial. Tonight when I go back, I won't let Rong Qian sleep, we'll work hard together to have a baby. As for family background, my parents and Oil Painting have been friends for thirty years, that's also considered a scholarly family. Compared to ordinary nouveau riche, it's two grades higher..."

  Qiao Yunxue hadn't finished speaking when Zhao Peirong, who was elegantly sipping tea, choked. Covering her chest, she stared at Qiao Yunxue in surprise, as if seeing for the first time how thick-skinned Qiao Yunxue was.

  "Tycoon..." Yong Chang's face twitched slightly. This title was both flattering and sarcastic...

  "Hmm. Rong Qian understands economics, I understand culture, and we can be considered a perfect match." Qiao Yunxue smiled slightly, "In that case, I won't be too pedantic, Rong Qian won't be too materialistic, it's still a match made in heaven. It would be best if Rong Qian and I could have a baby who goes into politics in the future, then our family will have politics, economics, and culture all covered."

  "Ah...!" This time it was Bai Yuyao who choked.

  Such a sensitive reaction made Rong Changfeng think of the hospitality he had received in the elevator before, and his face sank a little. But when he looked up, Qiao Yunxue was looking at him with a big smile on her face. Rong Changfeng suddenly felt a headache. Zhao Baiyu Yao gave him a wink.

  Bai Yu Yao hastily stood up with a smile and pulled out a bank card from her pocket, smiling: "Yun Xue, this is our intention. You first."

  Is it a bank card again?

  Looking at this thing, she felt a chill rising from her heart. Su Qinglan's card, she still remembered it!

  She smiled faintly and pulled out her own bankbook from her pocket, curving her eyebrows: "Director Rong, I've never been filial to you for a day, so I don't dare accept this. Look, I'm not short of money, previously when I didn't know that Rong Qian was the president, I even left him the money in this bankbook. He accepted it too. It's clear that I still don't need Rong Qian to support me. Even more so, I shouldn't be supported by the Rong family either. Director Rong, if you really want to give it to me, I have to ask for Rong Qian's opinion. After all, a married couple follows the husband, right? Miss Zhao, don't you think so?" As she spoke, Qiao Yunxue smiled at Rong Changfeng, but her gaze kept slipping over to Zhao Peirong.

  "Occupying the nest without laying eggs...... is indeed wrong......" Zhao Peirong replied calmly.

  Qiao Yunxue gazed at Zhao Peirong and smiled - daring to follow her father-in-law to challenge, can't blame her for not being polite, Miss Zhao, this embarrassment is what you brought upon yourself.

  Whatever, I'm still married!

  "You..." Unexpectedly, Qiao Yunxue couldn't have children and still had the nerve to be so arrogant, which clearly surprised Rong Changfeng. Bai Yuyao was even more shocked, her face almost sinking in anger. Angry, Rong Jian's wife looked delicate and elegant, but who knew she was so tough inside.

  "Miss Qiao, after all, comes from a humble background and doesn't understand the value of spending big money. This card will stay here." As he spoke, Rong Changfeng's eyes flashed with a hint of deeper meaning, reminding her, "Miss Qiao, I also hope you can think carefully about this. After all, not being able to produce results while occupying a position is indeed not a pleasant thing. The future of Rong Qian is entirely in your hands. I hope Miss Qiao will consider the bigger picture and advise Rong Qian."

  "That... " Is she not laying eggs in her nest? Rong Changfeng had said it to this extent, Qiao Yunxue's face was still smiling, but her heart was already churning with anger. She bowed respectfully and nodded, with a sweet smile, looking innocent and lovely, "Rong Dong, I come from a family of artists, I only know how to appreciate paintings. Do you want me to talk more about painting with Rong Qian? I understand, tonight I'll put aside the matter of having a baby, first teach Rong Qian how to appreciate paintings."

  "Bai Yuyao couldn't listen anymore and stood up. She was so angry that her body was trembling, but she couldn't say a word."

  Rong Chang stroked his forehead, and his originally warm and friendly face had slowly distorted. He stood up, not even bothering to say pleasantries, and walked directly outside.

  Bai Yuyao and Zhao Peirong quickly followed up.

  Staring at the table of leftover food, Qiao Yunxue took a deep breath, wanting to endure, but thinking about the six words "occupying the nest without laying eggs", she couldn't bear it. She followed out and stood at the door, laughing crisply: "Pei Rong, don't you need to pay for your meal?"

  "What?" Zhao Peirong was taken aback.

  "Uncle and Auntie Rong, as a junior, it's only right for me to treat you. But Miss Zhao, you have hands, feet, and a face, so you should split the bill with me and pay for your own share." Qiao Yunxue spoke in a moderate tone. Clearly facing Rong Changfeng, yet her face didn't flush or her heart skip a beat.

  Zhaō Péiróng was so embarrassed that her face turned bright red, she had to slink back, threw a hundred yuan on the table and hastily left.

  Qiao Yunxue sat down quietly. Looking at the table, she suddenly leaned on the table and shouted: "Add another dish of farmhouse stir-fried pork for me."

  She finished a plate of farmhouse stir-fried meat in one go. But as soon as she left the table, Qiao Yunxue rushed to the trash can and vomited violently, her head spinning and tears streaming down her face.

  "Miss, what's wrong?" The waitress was shocked and rushed over to support her.

  "It's nothing, I ate too much." Qiao Yunxue stood up with the help of a chair, "Help me calculate how much money is here. It's nothing, you go busy yourself."

  After buying a bill, walking out of the wine building, looking at the snowy ground. Qiao Yunxue came to the main road, hailed a taxi and headed towards Jinghua.

  Arriving at the 50th floor, arriving at Rong Qian's office, she stood at the door and suddenly tears fell.

  "Yunxue?" Rong Qian stood up in surprise, took big strides out, and hugged her tightly.

  Qiao Yunxue watched him approach, and she smiled slightly, proudly and complacently waving her fist at him: "I just defeated a group of little monsters. Rong Qian, don't you think I'm really brave and amazing? However..." She said, her eyelids drooping down, "I ate too much, threw up again, now I want to sleep."

  Without saying another word, she lay on his office desk and started snoring in three seconds.

  Rong Qian was on his way home from work when he found that the person he had given a ride to in the back seat was a sleeping beauty who talked in her sleep. She even slept through dinner.

  Sleeping Beauty happened to wake up just as he climbed into bed. She sat on the bed, silently staring at Rong Qian, watching as Rong Qian put away the book in the middle of the bed, and she too did not make a sound.

  "What's wrong?" Rong Qian touched her face, something was off today.

  She shook her head and stared at him sullenly, lost in thought.

  "Want to eat?" She hadn't eaten dinner.

  "Uh-huh." She nodded in response.

  In the dead of night, Rong Qian had no choice but to take her to a restaurant to eat a midnight snack. However, when she finally ate her fill, she squatted down on one side and vomited everything up.

  "Rong Qian, I really can't take it. " Qiao Yunxue spat out a mouthful of water, looking pitifully at him, "I've swallowed all this air and my stomach is full. I've decided to go on a hunger strike for three days. Rong Qian, suddenly I think it's better if I just go back to my mom's place."

  Offended?

  No, she said she knocked down a group of little monsters...

  Her dark eyes deepened a few shades, and she humbly bowed her head and picked her up: "Starting tomorrow, let's still go to work together."

  "What's good about it?" she asked, her eyes a little red. He was guilty if he was guilty, but he stood on her side. He was the only one who didn't manage to stand with Yu and her together.

  "At least I can help you fight monsters."

  That's right. Qiao Yunxue agreed with this. She, who had been vomiting so hard that her heart and lungs were about to crack, broke into the most comfortable smile since dawn. She pouted: "Rong Qian, you must not be your father's biological child."

  Modest and quiet, without speaking.

  She threw up everything she ate, and still went to bed with an empty stomach. But she slept too much, now no matter what, she couldn't sleep anymore. She sat on the bed, feeling extremely bored. Yet, she carefully kept a distance from Xiao Yi and Rong Jian.

  Rong Qian ignored her defense and fell asleep again.

  As she watched him close his eyes, she leaned down and pinched his face: "You're pitiful, but Shao Fan is even more pitiful. If someone in your family says again that I'm occupying the nest without laying eggs, I might just go back to be with Shao Fan... Alas!"

  "Yunxue?" The seemingly sleeping Rong Qian suddenly opened his eyes and tightly wrapped his arms around her.

  "What's with the 'Ga'?" Did he hear that the hen wasn't laying eggs anymore? With a scowl, Qiao Yunxue pouted and said in a harsh tone, "Shut up! Rong Qian, just because you're the president doesn't mean you can bully me. If you dare ask me another question, I'll make you kneel on the washing board. And if you don't, we'll go to the Civil Affairs Bureau tomorrow. Hmph, a country bumpkin like you has nothing to be proud of. Who knows, maybe I'll become a painter in the future!"

  It's still possible to change careers now, right?

  "I won't ask you." Rong Qian knew that something had happened today, but it was already too late. He stood up and gently smoothed her black hair, "That washing board, I'll get Qian Tao to bring one back tomorrow. How's that?"

  "Rong Qian——" Not crying, not laughing, she clenched her fists and one by one fell on him, "I want an iron washboard, not a wooden or plastic one..."

  As expected, he couldn't do anything wrong, it was all for self-protection, and due to a series of unfortunate events, she missed her chance at marriage. Now she's taking it out on him, wanting an ironing board...

  Qiao Yunxue had fallen asleep, Rong Qian got up and came to the balcony: "Dad, tomorrow in Jinghua."

  The next day, Qiao Yunxue really went to Jinghua as a temporary assistant. What temporary assistant, it was actually just an excuse. She sat in front of him, staring blankly at Rong Qian.

  He was busy, but she wasn't busy at all. However, when he was extremely busy, he would occasionally raise an eyebrow and glance at her. Then, with a slight curl of his lips, he would withdraw his gaze with a hint of a smile.

  Qiao Yunxue occasionally gave him a sulky look, but she was unhappy, very unhappy.

  "Rong Zong——" Qian Tao suddenly rushed over and saw Qiao Yunxue inside, he desperately made eye contact with Rong Qian.

  "Is my dad here?" Rong Qian stood up, "I'll go now."

  "Hmm. Rong Qian said he wants to see you alone." Qian Tao pulled Rong Qian out.

  Qiantao was doing something mysterious, Qiao Yuxue got up and followed him out.

  "Rong Dong has arrived, but..." Qian Tao pulled Rong Qian all the way to the chairman's office, "Rong Dong is angry!"

  Rong Changfeng got angry? Qiao Yunxue touched her nose - she was the one who got angry!

  Rong Changfeng was indeed angry and as soon as he saw Rong Qian, he immediately turned his face away.

  "Dad, about Yunxue's matter. Let's talk." Rong Changfeng was angry, but Rong Qian remained calm, his long eyes fixed tightly on his father, "I've already signed that agreement. Dad should also be at ease. Jinghua will flourish."

  "You clearly know I'm not in that agreement." Rong Changfeng shook his head, revealing a few strands of grey hair. "I want your mother's bloodline. I want her bloodline. I loved her for forty whole years, she can't leave nothing for me. My Jinghua is to be left for Sisi's descendants."

  "Dad, I've said it before, if Yunxue can't give birth, I'll want Yanzhi to keep the bloodline." Rong Qian's eyes were as calm as stars, steadily gazing at his father. "No matter what happens, Yunxue is my wife. Dad, that's responsibility and a marital promise."

  "No..." Rong Changfeng covered his face. Refusing Rong Qian's choice.

  Lowering his voice and holding his father's hand sincerely: "I know Dad, you're not really going to deprive me of my inheritance, but hope I'll be better off."

  "Hmph. Zhong Feng was pointed at the center of things, and he didn't dare to start again: 'You know it's fine. You know but still don't listen. That Qiao Yunxue...'"

  "She's really kind. Filial and knows how to make Dad happy." Rong spoke calmly, "Dad has interacted with her before, he knows her goodness. Dad also understands that if I'm going to be with Jinghua, I can't marry a woman who is too cunning or loves luxury too much. Yunxue's kindness can accompany me in living a happy life. Dad, why can't you accept Yunxue?"

  "I..." Rong Changfeng was speechless. But he quickly regained his composure, "No matter how good she is, she's still a woman that Luo Shaobo doesn't want, we can't afford to lose face like that."

  "Dad, as long as we ourselves forget, no one will remember those things." Rong Qian insisted, gazing steadily at his father.

  Rong Qian's determination made Rong Changfeng slightly move his lips - if we ourselves forget...

  "Impossible!" It's too late now, those news have already come out.

  "I'm here, and I've brought things too." Bai Yuyao's voice came. Walking in, putting the newspaper in Rong Changfeng's arm.

  Qian Tao hastily retreated, turned his head and saw Qiao Yunxue, this time he was so frightened that his soul flew away, and immediately pulled Qiao Yunxue to walk back.

  "Come over!" Rong Changfeng had already spotted Qiao Yunxue and was calling out to her.

  Qiao Yunxue indeed went in. Looking at Rong Changfeng, she gritted her teeth - did Rong Dong scold her yesterday and come to scold Rong Qian today?

  "Look at this?" Rong Changfeng's face turned iron-green, pointing to the newspaper. "Rong family's old love is hard to forget, villa in Sanya is intimate and affectionate."

  "There was such news on the radio this morning..." Bai Yuyao reminded in a low voice, "Oh no, our family will be shunned by everyone now."

  Rong Qian's fingers pinched through the newspaper, her long eyes fixed on the two photos in the newspaper.

  One is an embrace on the beach in Sanya, with faces unseen but postures that resemble a kiss; one is now on a snowy day, Luo Shaofeng is tightly embracing and kissing her, while she is deeply gazing at Luo Shaofeng...

  The two paintings are deeply affectionate and beautifully entwined. Unfortunately, the protagonist is her ex-fiancé.

  The profound and unfathomable eyes slowly shifted towards Qiao Yunxue.

  "How can our family marry such a shameless daughter-in-law. Rong Qian, I now declare that I will never recognize Qiao Yunxue as my son's wife." Rong Changfeng's face turned iron-blue.

  Qiao Yunxue stared blankly, slowly moving towards Rong Qian: "It seems that this time, Mr. Rong will personally take me to the Civil Affairs Bureau to handle the procedures. This is also good, finally having a choice..."

  She felt a sudden surge of nausea and couldn't speak anymore. She quickly squatted down, pressing her chest, and vomited violently, spewing out the breakfast and bile...

  "Heavens!" Bai Yu stared at Qiao Yunxue in shock - was she pregnant when her scandal hit the radio and newspapers?

  Rong Changfeng was initially stunned, then suddenly jumped up, excitedly flushed: "Quick... quick... quick call the doctor. Bring B-ultrasound equipment, our Rong family has a successor..."

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