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  Upon hearing this, Rong Qian smiled faintly. He put away his club and handed it to the caddie, then walked forward.

  "Rong Qian——" Luo Shaofan followed with a displeased expression, his eyebrows raised in arrogance, "Are you not a man?"

  Rong Qian walked forward, his tall figure stretching out the shadow of the sunset. He slightly raised an eyebrow: "If I win, will you withdraw?"

  "No." Luo Shaofeng shook his head.

  "My marriage is not a gamble, this topic should not be brought up." With a chuckle, Rong Qian shook his head and took out his phone to check the incoming call display. His eyes flashed as he picked up the phone, "Yanzi, I won't be back for three days. Tell Qiantao that if anyone asks for me, just say I have something outside and will come back in three days."

  "Take good care of yourself in the hospital. Listen to what others say." Rong Qian had already hung up the call and turned off his phone. He stared intently at the phone, then suddenly removed the back cover, poked out the SIM card from under the battery with his long fingers, and casually tossed it away.

  Luo Shaofan looked at Rong Qian and saw that he had thrown away his SIM card. Instinctively, he stretched out his hand and caught the SIM card accurately. He stared at it: "You threw it away? You changed to a new one?"

  "Since we're here to relax, what's the point of bringing this thing? Tomorrow when I go back to work, people from all over the world will be calling me nonstop. How can I focus on dueling with you? You think you can beat me? No way!" Rong Qian turned around, raised two fingers, and took the SIM card back into his palm. "The signal reaction of a phone without a SIM card to an incoming call is - this device is temporarily out of service."

  With a casual flick of his hand, the small mobile phone card had already fallen somewhere unknown.

  Luo Shaofan's expression changed slightly, and the gaze in his eyes fell on Rong Qian's serious face, as if he was studying something. After a few seconds, Luo Shaofan smiled charmingly and elegantly took out his phone. Imitating him, he picked out his phone card and said sarcastically, "Now it's your turn to be anxious, President Rong. Not me. If you're not in a hurry, I'm even less so. Fine, I'll accompany you to play golf for three days and see what tricks you can come up with."

  He slightly curled his thin lips and quickly left with a humble expression: "What kind of tricks can I play? You, Long Ji, are quite confident that I'm a honest and flattering person, but what kind of tricks can I even play?"

  "Indeed..." Luo Shaofan's long, narrow eyes fixed on Rong Qian's face without blinking, and he burst out laughing. "No need to cut off the phone call, nor do we have to throw away the card. If we want to reissue it, we'll still have to trouble the secretary." As he spoke, he looked around and beckoned to a ball boy, personally handing over the card in his hand to the ball boy's palm. "Return this card to me three days later. Take good care of it for these three days, and you'll have done a great job."

  He sent the ball boy away, and Rong Qian walked towards the wine building next to the golf course. As he took out his wallet and ID card, he shone it in the fading light of the sunset, as if to verify whether the ID was real or not.

  "Rong Qian?" Luo Shaofan continued to follow up, "You're not going back?"

  "You can go back, I still have a game tomorrow." Rong Qian walked forward calmly, "I suppose you wouldn't dare stay. I'll go book the wine house."

  There is a five-star hotel with good supporting facilities fifty meters from the golf course entrance.

  Staring at Rong Qian in shock, Luo Shaofan also followed: "You're not even going back now when you're so anxious. I have even less reason to go back."

  Rong Qian had already walked a long way, and his voice was scattered by the wind: "I am me, you are you. Luo Shao would still be better off going home. What if Long Ji has something happen to him, and the dragon is left without a head, that wouldn't be a small matter."

  "You're fleeing here, what's going on with Long Ji?" Luo Shaofan quickened his pace and caught up.

  His eyes gleamed with sharpness, and Luo Shaofeng hummed: "Rong Qian, don't think I can't see through you, what kind of trick are you playing? With me around, you won't be able to play any tricks."

  Two big men lived in the same hotel on the same floor. They even shared a table for meals, except that they went Dutch.

  At night, when going upstairs, Rong Qian walked to the door of the room and calmly glanced at Luo Shaofan behind him before entering the room.

  Luo Shaofan's voice came from behind, teasingly: "Rong Qian, you'd better lock your door tightly, or I might accidentally wander into your territory in my sleep and cut off your head like a watermelon."

  A faint smile, and he closed the door: "I just married a girl hurt by love, what does it have to do with you."

  The door was closed very tightly, so Luo Shaofeng didn't sleepwalk either.

  Two people live in harmony and peace.

  The next morning, Rong Qian went to the golf course very early, with Luo Shaofan closely following beside him.

  The two figures stretched out in the sunlight, looking like a pair of old friends.

  "It seems Luo Sha wants to turn Oil Painting Street into a relic of history." Rong Qian asked with a smile.

  Luo Shaofan laughed and said: "Who says that. Once Yunxue marries me, I won't move a single inch from Oil Painting Street."

  Rong Qian took the golf club and lazily walked towards the sun, heading for the green grass.

  Qiao Yunxue stayed with Yanzi in the hospital for a night.

  Her nose was too sensitive and she didn't like the smell of disinfectant in hospitals, which irritated her nose, so she didn't sleep well all night. She got up at 6 o'clock in the morning and panda eyes appeared.

  "Sister-in-law——" Yanzhi looked a bit heartbroken, didn't say another word and got up, changed out of her hospital gown and ran outside, "Doctor, I want to be discharged."

  "Yanzi?" Qiao Yunxue stared at Yanzi in surprise, vaguely sensing that something was off. But when she saw Yanzi's healthy appearance, she didn't mind anymore. She chased after him, "Yanzi, what are you doing?"

  It's so early, who would help her with the discharge procedures. Yanzihua has always been generous with money and didn't bother to care about that little deposit, she just instructed the nurse and left directly.

  As he walked onto the green path, Yanzi's scalp felt numb as he glanced at Qiao Yunxue, finally choosing to speak in a flat tone: "Sister-in-law, I really had a headache yesterday. As soon as I saw Luo Shaofan and sister-in-law walking close together, my head started hurting. But it's okay now, my head doesn't hurt anymore, so there shouldn't be any concussion. Luo Shaofan must not be around. Sister-in-law, let's go home!"

  "Swallow?" Stiffened her face, Qiao Yunxue didn't know how to make it clear to Swallow that she really couldn't go back to the Water Village Garden home now.

  "Sister-in-law, brother is not at home." Yanzhi explained.

  Qiao Yunxue shook her head: "Then I won't go either, I'll return to Oil Painting Street."

  "Hmm, then I'll go back to Oil Painting Street too!" Yanzibrow opened her eyes and smiled, like a piece of sticky candy that no matter how hard you tried to shake it off, it would still stick tightly.

  "Swallow..." Qiao Yunxue was speechless. In fact, after she left that house, Rong Qian didn't seem to care much, not even a phone call came from him. But Yanzi seemed like he couldn't live without her. Just thinking about it is heart-wrenching...

  Swallow's arm pulled into Qiao Yunxue's arm. Swallow was half a head taller, slender and weak, but she could walk forward with Qiao Yunxue. Swallow was delighted: "I have spare underwear to change into. Sister, just a few minutes will do."

  Qiao Yunxue felt a bit helpless: "Yanzi, if you're not busy, I need to go to work. Today is Monday, and I've had a long break."

  "You can't go to work today." Swallow smiled mischievously, "Brother is not here, you have no way to attend financial professional training. So..."

  "I can't attend the training, I'll go to work at Yingyue." Qiao Yunxue frowned, "Yanzi, you also have to go to work." This girl always held a high-paying financial manager position, but relied on Rongqian's privileges on the fifth floor and often played hooky.

  "Alright, alright! I'll go back and wash my face first. Then, sister-in-law, can you cook some noodles for me to eat? After that, I'll take some clean clothes to your mom's place. And then I'll head to work, okay?"

  This is almost right. Qiao Yunxue pinched Yanzi's dimples: "Faster."

  "Ouch!" Swallow rubbed her cheek, looking resentful. "Brother pinched my cheeks, and then I pinched yours back. This is clearly revenge!"

  Her eyes twitched, Qiao Yunxue stopped talking, saving Yanzi's small mouth from chattering endlessly. However, Yanzi said that Rongqian was not there, what did this mean?

  He didn't want to see her again either, so he deliberately avoided her?

  Her heart felt a bit stuffy. Qiao Yunxue silently followed Yanzi, went upstairs and entered the hall. Familiar furniture one by one appeared before her eyes, and she felt a little sour in her heart. But she was slightly stunned.

  It tastes like rice porridge.

  "Has the snail girl come down from the wall?" The swallow also smelled the rice flour fragrance, and was startled. She jumped a few steps into the kitchen and pulled out a person.

  "Zhao Peirong?" Qiao Yunxue was extremely shocked.

  "Qiao Yunxue?" Zhao Peirong was even more surprised, "Didn't White Auntie say you had already left? How did you come back again? White Auntie gave me the key and mentioned that from now on, I will help prepare breakfast for Rong Qian and Yanzi. Don't worry, you can entrust Rong Qian to me, it's like entrusting him to a good person. At least for three meals a day, I can still manage."

  Listening to Zhao Peirong's matter-of-fact words, Qiao Yunxue stared at her for a long time. She gazed at Zhao Peirong's beautiful and moving face with a smile, her bright eyes falling on the sea bowl filled with rice flour.

  There are some shredded meat floating on the surface of the soup, a few scallions, and a hint of garlic. Adding some chili powder makes it look more colorful and smell richer. It looks very appetizing.

  Qiao Yunxue suddenly picked up the ocean bowl as she thought about it.

  "Qiao Yunxue, I'm the rice flour given by Rong Qian and Yanzi." Zhao Peirong hurriedly wanted to grab it back.

  Qiao Yunxue blocked Zhao Peirong with one hand, and the other hand had already tilted the rice bowl, a big bowl of rice noodles, all slipped into the trash can.

  "Sister-in-law——" But Yanzi didn't have the heart to look at the kitchen, and quickly ran back to her own bedroom, found some clean clothes, and stuffed them into a small bag.

  "Qiao Yunxue?" Zhao Peirong snatched the empty shell bowl, feeling wronged to the point of tears. "You yourself wanted to let go, can't you even allow Rong Qian to have a new life?"

  Dazed, Qiao Yunxue stared at the delicious-smelling rice noodles in the trash can, her eyes slowly reddening. She had been away for less than two days, and already there was a woman who had come to make such a fragrant breakfast for him. Even if it was just rice noodles, compared to the half-year unchanged noodles she made, this life seemed to have instantly upgraded by a notch.

  No matter where she is or who she's with, as soon as she leaves, she can be replaced by another woman at any time...

  Zhao Peirong grasped her hand, her elegant and beautiful image slightly out of tune, every word a protest: "It was you who found me, saying that as long as I didn't care about Rong Qian's second marriage, I could take good care of Rong Qian."

  "That's right." Qiao Yunxue gently patted Zhao Peirong's pale wrist, "But you're too impatient. Miss Zhao, you're a woman of insight, why bother getting involved with a third party."

  "Third party?" Zhao Peirong was about to go crazy, "Obviously it's you who wants a divorce with Rong Qian."

  Qiao Yunxue walked towards the living room: "I'm still not divorced from Rong Qian, and you're already so familiar with him. What are you if not a third party?"

  She didn't continue speaking, she had already opened the door and pressed the elevator button.

  Swallow quickly took out the changed clothes and looked at them for a long time. Then, she suddenly ran outside quickly. But then she came back in a flash, with a soft tone that was quite endearing: "Pei Rong sister, my brother doesn't like women who are too proactive! Brother says, only the hearts of conquered women are precious."

  After finishing speaking, Swallow quickly ran away.

  The empty rice bowl slipped from her hand and fell to the ground, shattering. Zhao Peirong stood there in a daze, motionless for a long time. Before meeting Rong Yu, she had always been a strong-willed girl who was admired by men of all kinds...

  A beautiful Pegasus emerged, and a swallow eagerly invited Qiao Yunxue to get on.

  All the way in silence, until they arrived at Oil Painting Village, got off the car, Qiao Yun and Xue didn't say a word.

  The two old men of the Qiao family were worried about moving and didn't care about Yanzi and their daughter.

  "Mom?" Qiao Yunxue called out to her mother in confusion.

  "It's inevitable." Xia Xinqin sighed, "Our oil painting village really doesn't know which god it offended. Such a good place will soon become history."

  "Sister-in-law, take me upstairs first." Yanzhi pulled Qiao Yunxue and walked familiarly to the upper floor.

  Ren Yanzi threw her clothes into the third-floor guest room, and Qiao Yunxue remained silent.

  "Sister-in-law, I'll take you to the Moon Reflection Garden!" Knowing that Qiao Yunxue was in a bad mood, Yanzi was being very considerate.

  But when sending Qiao Yunxue to Yingyue Garden, Qiao Yunxue still remained silent. Swallow couldn't help but secretly probe: "Sister-in-law, you can't bear to part with my brother, right? Actually, sister-in-law can forgive brother. Brother really didn't do it on purpose, and nothing really happened that day, brother's self-control is unusually good..."

  The poor swallow didn't know the real reason she wanted to leave.

  Forcing a smile, Qiao Yunxue smiled lightly: "Yanzi, I have to go to work."

  The swallow looked at her red eyes carefully: "Sister, you are eating Zhao Peirong's vinegar. You actually dislike her and brother getting close, right? Sister, you have fallen in love with my brother."

  Her body trembled slightly as she unwittingly recalled that ambiguous flying kiss... the flying kiss that made Zhao Peirong's face lose color.

  She forced a faint smile, and Qiao Yunxue gently stroked Yanzi's small face: "Yanzi, I don't love your brother, I just fell in love with this half-year life. Equality, freedom, relaxation, beauty. I never have to worry about what will happen tomorrow, because I always feel that I can bully your brother, and do whatever I want. I think that in that family, I am the central link between you and Rong Qian, and no one can do without me."

  "Really?" Swallow didn't believe it. "Sister-in-law, your eyes are red and your voice is hoarse. You obviously can't bear to part with brother and have fallen in love with him."

  "Nonsense." Qiao Yunxue shook her head.

  As she watched Yanzi's BMW leave, Qiao Yunxue quietly gazed at the Moon Reflection Garden, but suddenly turned around and walked towards the Dragon Ascension Garden across the way.

  It's already 8:30 now, hopefully she can find the person she wants to find.

  After inquiring, Qiao Yunxue walked into the Tenglong Garden office under the astonished gaze of the salesperson. She stood quietly in front of Jiang Qiong.

  "Have you finally arrived?" Jiang Qiong stood up. The elegant and noble woman, under the set-off of a luxurious purple fur coat, looked even more dignified.

  Qiao Yunxue quietly gazed at the woman in front of her, who was an old friend of her mother's. She had not become a painter, but instead became the wife of a wealthy landowner...

  "Please sit down." With a slight gesture of invitation, Jiang Qiong sat down calmly and elegantly, "I knew you would come to find me. What's the point? For a bit of pride, you're smearing yourself black. All we've done is just to make up for a momentary mistake back then."

  "The people in Oil Painting Village didn't provoke you." Qiao Yunxue was somewhat dazed, the turbulent emotions she had just experienced still hadn't subsided.

  Is Zhao Peirong still at home?

  "You're not that stupid, are you? If you were that stupid, my son wouldn't have been friends with you for so many years. Now that we've been apart for a year and a half, he still can't bear to part with you." Jiang Qiong shook her head, a faint melancholy between her eyebrows. "We're not bored out of our minds, looking for trouble with a group of poor artists. It's just that the pressure from Oil Painting Village made you come back to your senses. Yunxue, I admit that all mothers are selfish. Back then, it was because I wanted my son to have an heir; now, it's because I couldn't bear my son's sighs after he got married. So, Shaofan doing this, as a mother, I don't have any objections."

  Qiao Yunxue raised her eyes: "You mean, if I don't agree..."

  "The oil painting village will immediately become history." Jiang Qiong said.

  Qiao Yunxue did not speak.

  Jiang Qiong was a perceptive woman who noticed Jiao Yunxue's expression and immediately offered gentle advice: "Think about it, you've already been married, but Shao Fan still insists on this. Does he need to question his feelings for you? Besides, do you want to tell Rong Qian that you're having trouble getting pregnant and ask if he's willing to accept this fact?"

  "I won't tell Rong Qian the truth." She gazed quietly at Jiang Qiao, "He's so good. I couldn't bear to let him know that he lived with a flawed woman for half a year. I don't know... if I've fallen in love with Rong Qian or not. But I couldn't bear for him to be sad for me, to pity me, to take on burdens for me..."