Flash marriage, darling wife AA system

  Jiang Qiong's face lit up with joy, her eyebrows and eyes moving in unison, as she hastily got to her feet: "So you're willing...?"

  "Am I right in saying that? You wouldn't want a woman to suddenly follow your son without any reason, would you?" Qiao Yunxue straightened her back, slightly curved the corners of her lips, and looked directly at Jiang Qiong.

  "Me..." Jiang Qiong's eyes, which had been clear and free of impurities, suddenly retreated, and she took a step back, almost tripping over the chair.

  Qiao Yunxue smiled lightly: "You don't want to."

  "I'm unwilling, but I'll accept." Jiang Qiong grasped the back of the chair tightly, her elegant demeanor hiding a desperate attempt to cover up her disheveled state. Having dominated the business world for over a decade, she had always pursued perfection and naturally had an opinion about Qiao Yunxue, now a married woman.

  In her eyes, Qiao Yunxue would never be a match for her son who was as precious as a dragon and phoenix.

  But her many views were defeated by a helpless maternal love.

  Gazing at Jiang Qiong, Qiao Yunxue slowly took a step closer: "Do you have any regrets about what you did back then?"

  Jiang Qiong was taken aback by her composure. She had never thought that the little woman who used to follow behind her son, taking orders and being obedient, would now be not only bold and unscrupulous, but also sharp-tongued and composed.

  "Ah..." Facing such a gaze, Jiang Qiong's face suddenly turned red and she couldn't speak.

  "Oh?" Qiao Yunxue was waiting with a good attitude.

  Gazing at the delicate and serene Qiao Yunxue, Jiang Qiong quietly averted her gaze, her voice slightly aged: "I admit it, if I hadn't intervened, you would have become the daughter-in-law of the Luo family four years ago. I also admit that if Su Qinglan had appeared and I hadn't interfered, she wouldn't have married into the Luo family either. But all of this is already in the past..."

  "Yes, everything is in the past. Why do you want to threaten me with unrelated people?" Qiao Yunxue smiled and took another step closer. "I admit I'm not good enough for you to like me, Auntie. But I don't hate you. My mom told me that if a daughter-in-law doesn't have a good life, the mother-in-law is only a small reason, the husband is the most critical factor. Half a year of marriage has made me understand that all these past events were because Luo Shaofan didn't value me enough. I've understood and let it go. Since everything is already in the past, can't we just let it all pass? Isn't that right?"

  Jiang Qiong's face turned slightly pale, with a faint sense of weakness: "You mean to say that you would rather have Oil Painting Street demolished than return to Shao Fan's side? I know you won't do that, because inside there are not only oil painters, but also your parents."

  Her eyes sparkled, and a bright light flashed by. Qiao Yunxue smiled lightly: "That's right, my parents are also inside. They're my closest relatives. Why do you want to use my parents to threaten me? Why...?"

  With just these two sentences, Jiang Qiong understood that she and her mother had done the stupidest thing.

  A woman who wouldn't even deign to ask a lowly third-rate person, would rather be broken jade than intact tile, her haughty air not inferior to Luo Shaofeng. Faced with Qiao Yunxue like this, they actually used her parents as leverage, which is the biggest mistake.

  Jiang Qiong's face turned red and white, and she forced herself to be spirited: "We're just too anxious. Yunxue, at this point, you should also know that it's hard for you to get pregnant. But do you know how serious your situation is?"

  Her heart skipped a beat, Qiao Yunxue raised her head, she didn't want to ask Jiang Qiong, but her inquiring eyes had already revealed her longing.

  "Yunxue——" A shabby voice came from outside. Almost like a whirlwind, it swirled in and Lin Xiaomei swept Yunxue away, "I clearly saw you outside, but you didn't come in. So you ran here instead! Hurry back, I've been promoted to deputy manager and we're having a celebratory dessert!"

  Qiao Yunxue was dragged away by Lin Xiaomei.

  Not only was I forced to listen to a day of job-related feelings, but at night I was also dragged to the restaurant in Oil Painting Village with Zhou Wan and Juanzi to celebrate.

  Lin Xiaomei ordered wine and personally poured it for everyone: "Drink! Drink! Take my joy, drink!"

  "I don't drink." Qiao Yunxue gently pushed away the wine.

  Lin Xiaomei was unhappy: "Niang'er, I've been promoted to deputy manager. This is the first time I've held such a high position, it's a great joy. If you hadn't brought me to Beijing, I wouldn't have had this good fortune. I even think that this is your glory, not mine..."

  "I won't drink." Qiao Yunxue quietly covered the mouth of the cup with her palm, smiling leisurely, "I won't drink anymore from now on."

  "Why?" Lin Xiao's eyebrows curved again and again, puzzled. "You used to be a heavy drinker, at that time in the wine banquet, helping Luo Shaofan knock down many officials and celebrities."

  Shaking her head, Qiao Yunxue had a faint smile at the corner of her lips, and her voice was soft: "Maybe I drank too much back then, so I damaged my uterus... Xiaomei, I really didn't not want to celebrate for you, I'm just afraid..."

  A flash of tears, but she smiled lightly, a lovely, warm and gentle smile that was so vivid and beautiful, frozen on her lips. In an instant, like a touching flash of light, it struck the most beautiful scenery in the world.

  "What's wrong?" Qiao Yunxue said more and more hesitantly, Lin Xiaomei became more and more curious, put down the wine bottle, hugged Qiao Yunxue's arm, "Come on, come on! I especially dislike girls who are not straightforward."

  "I'm about to lose my patience too." Juanzi pouted, teasingly smiling, "Just half a year into marriage, and this guy has changed completely. Has the steady and calm Mr. Rong really made you, who used to be as lively as a rabbit, become steady and calm like him?"

  Hehe, Qiao Yunxue gazed at the three good friends in front of her with emotion, her eyes shining and smiling like a flower. Amidst the bright red collar, a face was shrouded in mist.

  She gazed at Zhou Xun, softly saying: "The doctor diagnosed that I'm not infertile, just that the hope is slim. But as long as there's a glimmer of hope, it's possible for a surprise to come from heaven. I must cherish this thread of hope. Who knows, maybe there's already a baby in my belly?"

  "Is there a baby?" Zhou Xuan rushed over, "Really?"

  "I was just saying anytime..." Apologetically patting Zhou Fan's head, Qiao Yunxue's face slightly reddened in front of her three good sisters, "Xiaomei, you have to forgive me, I'm afraid that if something happens and it gets ruined by my carelessness, or maybe the wine harms it, then I'll be so regretful..."

  "I understand, I really understand." Lin Xiaomei nodded repeatedly, nodding vigorously, and then tilted her head back, finishing off a whole jug of wine in one gulp.

  "Good grief! This stinky woman! Yunxue just said that drinking is bad for your health, and you're still guzzling away. Asking for a beating!"

  "I was planning to quit drinking starting tomorrow, so I'm just having one last binge today!" Lin Xiao Mei didn't argue with Zhou Xun Pan either, but just smiled happily, "Great, hopefully we can get pregnant within these two days. I think you're still thinking about how to... uh..."

  Lin Xiaomei's small mouth was covered tightly by Zhou Xuan, staring at her: "Really, which pot is not opened to mention which pot. How did you bring that up again." They all heard it, didn't they? Obviously Qiao Yunxue forced a smile, how could Lin Xiaomei still be pouring salt on people's wounds.

  Lin Xiaomei was interrupted by Zhou Xiangxiang and suddenly realized that she had brought up a topic that shouldn't be mentioned, so she quickly shut her mouth.

  Only after a long while did he finally let her go.

  As soon as he let go, Lin Xiaomei excitedly shouted: "To celebrate that Yunxue will have a baby at any time, cheers!"

  No one responded to her, Qiao Yunxue still smiled lightly, Zhou Tuan and Juanzi already frowned at Lin Xiaomei with a cold face, staring at Lin Xiaomei.

  "That... let's have orange juice, haha." Lin Xiaomei lowered her head like a thief, secretly sizing up her good friend, "If not orange juice, then plain water will do."

  "Haha......" Juanzi stared at Lin Xiaomei's embarrassed appearance and burst out laughing, "It's really rare to see Comrade Xiaomei admit her mistakes. Rare, indeed! Cheers!"

  The six of them stared at Juanzi with their eyes wide open...

  A beautiful dinner ended in a lively and festive atmosphere. Zhou Tantan and Juanzi lived together and left together. Lin Xiaomei and Qiao Yunxue walked towards the Sunset Gallery together.

  "Why can't you come and live with me?" Lin Xiaomei didn't understand.

  Shaking her head, Qiao Yunxue had a faint sense of helplessness: "Yanzi has arrived, and we can't let her live alone."

  "You really don't plan on telling your mom about the current situation?" Lin Xiaomei frowned, "Yanzi has always been quick-tongued, she lives here and will eventually spill the beans about your separation."

  "I know......" but can't catch the swallow.

  Furrowing her brow, Lin Xiaomei asked the second difficult question: "Did you really let Luo Shaofan destroy Oil Painting Street?"

  "So you want me to divorce Lin Xiao Mei and then marry Luo Shaobai?" Scolding Lin Xiao Mei, Qiao Yunxue sighed helplessly. "My dad said that the Oil Painting Association is negotiating with the city's leaders, maybe there will be a turning point. There are still three months left, things might change."

  "It's tough!" Lin Xiaomei shook her head. "Since this land has already been bought by Longji, even the city government can't do anything about it. Unless..."

  "What if?" Qiao Yunxue suddenly turned around, her eyes fixed intently on Lin Xiaomei.

  Lin Xiaomei was startled and laughed: "Unless Luo Shaofan is willing to give in."

  "This I know..." Qiao Yun gave her a white look, "He yielded? Aren't you just talking nonsense?"

  "Ah-choo!" Lin Xiaomei scratched her head in embarrassment.

  Just walking along, there was a gaze cast over from in front.

  Is it Su Qinglan?

  Qiao Yunxue slightly turned her body and went towards another path.

  "What's meant to come will always come, how can you escape it?" Su Qinglan's lips curled up into a faint smile, "The one who'll be laughing in the end is of course me..."

  Qiao Yunxue returned to the Evening Sun Art Gallery, but Lin Xiaomei didn't leave and instead lingered behind. Feeling embarrassed, she spoke directly: "Alas, I think my rented house is really narrow, not even as wide as Summer Aunt's dining table. How enviable..."

  Xia Xinqin smiled: "Little Mei, I'm just complaining that it's too quiet here. If you don't mind the mess, you can stay here."

  "Alright, alright!" Lin Xiaomei immediately settled down, too lazy to even be polite. She chatted idly with Yanzi, who had just gotten out of the BMW.

  "Mom, I couldn't find the needle, and my button fell off." Qiao Yunxue pulled off the loose buttons on her clothes and made an excuse to call her mom upstairs.

  Standing on the balcony, Qiao Yunxue smiled calmly and casually mentioned: "Mom, it's a pity that Oil Painting Street is going to be demolished."

  "Of course." Xia Xinqin's anger flared up at the mention of this, "Too shameless. To actually treat the common people like this."

  She took a deep breath and asked quietly, "How about the Oil Painting Association, Mom?"

  Xia Xinqin shook her head, buttoning up her daughter's clothes, feeling a bit down: "They've gone and said that this matter is really hard to talk about. They also said that the people from the association have arranged for new painting bases and new housing. If you must say it, it's just us shop owners who are at a loss. I heard that these houses were demolished and the demolition fees weren't high either. It's said that they're all old houses anyway. However, today Oil Painting Street had a group of people come, looking quite impressive with their camera equipment, not sure what they're doing here. I heard Old Lady Zhang say that they'll be coming again tomorrow."

  "Oh?" she replied slowly, with a carefree smile, as if joking with her mom, "Mom, today Luo Shaofeng's mom said that if I'm still with Luo Shaofeng, they won't harm a single blade of grass or wood in Oil Painting Village..."

  "Shut up!" Xia Xinqin, a gentle person, suddenly flared up.

  Qiao Yunxue remained silent and sewed the buttons back on one by one. Regardless of how angry her mother was.

  Xia's face suddenly turned pale, and her forehead wrinkled into a deep frown: "Yunxue, are you saying... that Oil Painting Street is going to be demolished, and it has something to do with you?"

  Qiao Yun nodded quietly.

  "That's... " Xia Xinqin muttered, "Yunxue, our family is not in a hurry. If hundreds of neighbors move away because of you, I... will feel uneasy, and your dad won't agree either. Luo Shaofan and his mom are really going to die!"

  "Hmm." She responded casually, Qiao Yunxue bent down, bit off the thread, and put away her needle and thread.

  Xia Xinqin held her daughter's hand tightly and asked, "Tell Mom, have you been feeling unwell these past few days because of this?"

  "Mom, of course I'm heartbroken." Qiao Yunxue raised her head, her eyes sparkling with tears. "If it were just a matter of dragging down two families, I could find excuses to comfort myself. But an entire oil painting village...I couldn't bear it..."

  The mother gently patted her daughter's slender shoulders: "Mom understands... Mom wants to ask you, are you still unable to forget Luo Shaofan? I can see it, Rong Qian is a good man, but you always find ways to run away from him. Girl, let's invite Jiang Qiong over tomorrow to have a good talk about this..."

  Qiao Yunxue was lost in thought...

  Does she always want to run away from Rong Qian? She didn't think so. She just wanted to do whatever she wanted. Rong Qian never spoke much, but he was thinking of ways to get her to stay. Letting her realize that the consequences of escaping him were very severe...

  How come Rong Qian hasn't shown up yet? Doesn't he care about Yanzi anymore?

  Rong Qian still played golf with Luo Shaofan.

  Thirty rounds in the morning, thirty rounds in the afternoon, and it's still a draw.

  "Damn it!" Luo Shaofan was gradually losing his patience. What made him anxious was that he had taken the lead, but Rong Qian always managed to catch up with him. He lost a hand, and Rong Qian also lost a hand. He advanced, and Rong Qian also advanced. After an entire day of play, the result was surprisingly the same as yesterday afternoon - a draw.

  "What's wrong, Luo Shaoyou has admitted defeat?" Although it was the middle of winter, Rong Qian took out a clean handkerchief to wipe away his sweat.

  "Joke? You think you can beat me?" Luo Shaofan raised an eyebrow, looking at Rong Qian with disdain. "You're just lucky."

  Rong Qian wiped the sweat, calm and gentle: "That's indeed. Luo Sha played with it like a toy, but I was sweating profusely. I used all my strength, but Luo Sha hasn't shown his true skills yet. The gap between us is obvious at a glance."

  Listening to this, Luo Shaofan felt that it was quite fitting. He smiled and handed the golf club to the caddie, walking forward: "There's still one more day tomorrow, let's see how you hold on. Rong Qian, I think you're getting old."

  He put the clean handkerchief back into his pocket, buttoned up his suit and walked towards Luo Shaofan with a humble and reserved demeanor.

  Yes, there is still one more day tomorrow...

  "Rong Qian, I'm looking for you." A voice sounded from beside him.

  Rong Qian raised an eyebrow: "Su Qinglan?"

  "Rong Qian, can you get Qiao Yunxue to persuade Shaofan for me? I swear that if Yunxue helps me this one time, I'll burn incense for you and your wife every day, wishing you a son soon and a harmonious marriage for a hundred years. And Rong Qian, don't be with Shaofan anymore, he's not as thoughtful as you are. Let him go! Please!"

  Without leaving any trace, Su Qinglan's arm was gently pushed away, and Rong Qian strode forward: "Yunxue cannot go to persuade Luo Shaofan."

  "Rong Qian, you're not helping. You'll regret it." Since Rong Qian didn't comply, Su Qinglan became furious and suddenly ran quickly towards Luo Shaofan, passing by Rong Qian and standing right in front of him.

  Luo Shaofan stretched out his long arm and parted her, continuing to walk forward.

  "How is my son doing? Has he gained weight or lost some? Does he ever think of his mother?" Su Qinglan no longer chased after Luo Shaofeng, but instead moved him with her emotions.

  "Everything is fine, don't worry." With a light sentence, Luo Shaobo strode away.

  Su Qinglan gazed at Luo Shaofan's back, squeezing out a sentence: "Shaofan, are you really willing for me to carry your child and marry someone else?"

  He suddenly stopped and turned his body sideways: "Don't make this kind of joke. You can't afford it."

  "I'm not kidding. My babies are already three months old, and we were still married when I got pregnant." Su Qinglan hastened to clarify.

  Luo Shaofan shook his head and smiled at Rong Qian, who was getting closer: "Qinglan, don't make Mr. Rong laugh with your overly polite words."

  "Kind and humble? How is that possible?" Su Qinglan's eyes flashed, revealing an inexplicable mysterious smile. "Shao Fan, I've been Mr. Rong's personal secretary for two years, I understand him better than you do. Thanks to Mr. Rong, I got to meet Shao Fan and even gave birth to a precious son for him..."