Mr. Rong, you... are you the CEO of Jinghua?

  Rong Qian's expression gradually turned serious, he grasped her hand tightly, his eyes deep with meaning: "Yun Xue, don't mention those two words lightly."

  "It's a secret." Her eyes sparkled, calm and determined, as Qiao Yunxue gently pried open his fingertips.

  "Really want it like that?" Rong Qian asked lightly.

  She nodded slightly, a faint smile playing on her lips. Qiao Yunxue stood up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing out at the night scene where loneliness and prosperity blended together, forming a mysterious and beautiful pale light.

  Rong Qian stood beside her, gazing out of the window together. The stars were like a brocade, but with a hidden cold light.

  "Is it just because there isn't a baby yet?" came Rong Qian's gentle voice.

  "No, not just that." Her eyes sparkled as Qiao Yunxue gritted her teeth and smiled at him, "There's more." She no longer underestimated his abilities, but he alone against the Longji Group was a guaranteed defeat.

  "Because of Luo Shaofan?" Rong Qian's eyes sharpened slightly, but he hid it well.

  "Is there...?" She hesitated for a moment.

  Rong Qian suddenly grasped her shoulder, his eyes as dark as night: "Also because I saw you and a woman in the private room?"

  She pursed her lips and averted her eyes, not letting Rong Qian see her own eyes.

  The eyes reveal secrets.

  "Is it?"

  "Ah... a bit. Rong Qian, your appearance exceeds my imagination in terms of being popular with women. Thinking about those women is annoying... I hope the impression you have of me remains warm and beautiful. Similarly, I hope I won't be too bad in your eyes, at least not to the point where you look down on me and think I'm inferior to other women. You also saw it, I was like a hysterical woman who lost control and hit that woman. Rong Qian, I've never hit anyone before. This feeling is very uncomfortable, without any sense of relief."

  She suddenly turned around, her eyes urgent and intense: "We were wrong to come together, but we can part correctly! Rong Qian, you're not a man who forces things!"

  His long arm slowly withdrew, his fingertips leaving her shoulder blade. Rong Qian's voice was light: "Must you go?"

  She nodded: "Have to go."

  "Lately I've been very busy and have no time for anything outside of work." said Jing with a hint of apology.

  She flashed a faint smile, then turned to the closet and took out a change of clothes. "I'll go stay with my parents for now. Rong Qian, I have plenty of time. When you're free, let's go to the civil affairs bureau together." She chuckled self-deprecatingly, "This way, it probably fits your understanding of 'aa' - getting married was me asking you, and getting divorced is you asking me."

  "Yunxue, calm down first. In two days, I'll find you again to talk." Rong Qian nodded.

  Qiao Yunxue smiled lightly: "Let's talk about it in two days!"

  "Next Monday, the company will arrange for you to go for training." Rong Qian reminded. No matter what decision she makes, she cannot break away from Jinghua.

  Qiao Yunxue nodded: "Don't worry, I understand. Work is work, and I will do it well. Moreover, I also can't let go of Yanzi. If Yanzi must be in the finance department, I will help Yanzi one day."

  "Unable to let go of the swallow, yet able to let me go?" Rong Qian said calmly.

  Her eyes suddenly became moist, Qiao Yunxue bent down, not letting Rong Qian see her expression. She stuffed the replacement clothes into a small suitcase, putting all the necessary documents to be carried with her inside. She zipped it up and set the password.

  She was a bit dazed under his intense gaze, her hands slightly disobedient, trembling lightly. The password had to be entered several times before it was set successfully.

  Pulling away. Walking to the bedroom door, Qiao Yunxue stopped: "The Su Ya in the finance department is too good to Yanzi. Offering kindness for no reason, either deceitful or thieving, you tell Yanzi to be more on guard."

  "The swallow is outside, you can tell it yourself." Rong Qian reminded.

  "The swallow is afraid of you, and she will only put it in her heart when you say so." Qiao Yunxue walked towards the main hall.

  Swallow was indeed in the hall, looking at Qiao Yunxue with a wronged expression: "Sister-in-law, I knew it would be like this, so I didn't take you to the wine house. Sister-in-law, waaahhh..."

  Gently stroking Yanzi's excessively pretty face, Qiao Yunxue smiled: "I'm just on Oil Painting Street, not far away. Yanzi, you can come visit me anytime you have time."

  "I have time every day." The swallow wiped away tears, "I go every day. Sister-in-law, when you come, don't bother me, and don't forget to give me noodles to eat. Waaah, sister-in-law, when you're not here, brother doesn't get noodles for breakfast... Waaah, who will warm the bed for brother... Waaah, brother has no woman to care for him..."

  "Silly girl." Qiao Yunxue smiled lightly and walked forward.

  "Sister-in-law, can brother also go to Oil Painting Street to eat the noodles you cooked?" Yanzi's pleasant voice had a pleading tone.

  She let out a soft sigh, pinched the tip of her finger into her palm, and Qiao Yunxue suppressed what she wanted to say. She pushed open the door and was startled, "You..."

  At the door stood Bai Yuyao, wearing a purple sable coat, with her hair curled up like a painting, standing elegantly at the entrance.

  Seeing Qiao Yunxue holding a suitcase, Bai Yuyao smiled and shook her head, wisely keeping silent. She walked into the hall naturally, and a soft voice came: "Yanzi, Auntie has found another powerful and influential blind date for you. Go tomorrow! Auntie guarantees that this one will be to your liking."

  She looked back nervously, only to be met with Qian Jun's profound and piercing gaze. Jiao Yunxue hastily withdrew her eyes.

  Bai Yu Yao saw Rong Qian and smiled: "Pei Rong has booked a 7-day tour in Australia, hoping you can also participate. Rong Qian, Pei Rong is indeed a good girl who excels both at home and abroad. Your union with her is what everyone expects..."

  Unable to listen any longer, Qiao Yunxue pressed the elevator door shut. She leaned lightly against the cold iron wall.

  He finally let go...

  Marrying Zhao Peirong was a union that everyone had expected...

  My heart feels much lighter, but strangely, there's no joyful feeling. Instead, a suffocating sense of melancholy tightly wraps around my heart. Faint, yet impossible to ignore its presence.

  Downstairs, she didn't head towards the bus station but instead hailed a taxi: "Driver..."

  On a night like this, she carried her luggage and of course couldn't go home. That would scare mom and then make her sad.

  Really don't want to make Mom and Dad sad anymore.

  Ten minutes later, Qiao Yunxue knocked on the apartment next to the library: "Xiaomei, open the door, I have nowhere else to go..." After finishing speaking, her nose turned sour.

  Water Country Garden

  Swallows sent away the talkative Bai Yuyao, and Rong Qian glared at him: "Brother, can't you just push that woman away quickly? How did you recruit such a flirtatious secretary. Those eyes are so coquettish, it's obvious she's a woman who uses her body to exchange for money and status, why do you still use her? Sister-in-law is angry, but sister-in-law has every right to be angry."

  "Sleep." Rong Qian walked towards the study with a low and stern voice, yet with an unmatched dignity.

  "Brother?" said Swallow, stamping her foot.

  Ke Rongqian has closed the door tightly.

  The next day. Morning.

  Qiao Yunxue arrived at Oil Painting Street around ten o'clock. Without pulling a suitcase, she only carried a small handbag with essentials, wearing a faint smile as she walked towards the Sunset Gallery.

  "Yunxue is back?" Zhang's shop was located at the crossroads, with a great location that allowed her to see everyone coming and going in Oil Painting Village.

  "Ah, I'm back." Qiao Yunxue smiled and made a silly face at Zhang's mother, "Business is good, huh?"

  "Today is Sunday, business will indeed be better than yesterday. Girl, are you on birth control? It's been half a year now, no good news. I think it's 80% likely that you're on birth control, just thinking about not affecting your good figure. I see Mr. Rong being such a steady and good man, 80% likely he can't handle you."

  Her little face stiffened slightly, and Qiao Yunxue responded mechanically: "Uh-huh... I'm leaving, Auntie."

  Who would have thought that when she returned home, Xia Xinqin blocked the doorway with her hands on her hips: "Girl, did you really take birth control?"

  "Mom—" Qiao Yunxue stomped her foot, "I didn't."

  Staring at her daughter, Xia Xinqin finally relented and let go of her hand, allowing Qiao Yuxue to enter. However, she was still worried: "Yuxue, no matter what it is, you must tell Mom about it! Don't keep it bottled up inside. Rongqian may not be around much, but he's steady and introverted, making him a suitable husband. I really don't want you two to hurt each other's feelings over those unimportant matters."

  "Mom, I know." Qiao Yunxue stomped her foot. Alas, she knew she wouldn't come back to her mom's place, and her heart was uncomfortable, feeling empty and hollow, with a sense of loss.

  "Daughter..." Others couldn't see the girl's concerns, but as her mother, she could of course. Xia Xinqin looked at her daughter weakly, but didn't know what to say. In the end, she gritted her teeth and cursed, "That scoundrel Luo Shaofan! He's never done a good deed, ruining people's daughters, and now he won't even spare our Oil Painting Street. How black can this man's heart be!"

  No matter how much Lao Ma scolded, Qiao Yunxue didn't say a word and walked inside to help her mother arrange the oil paintings.

  Taking a glance at her daughter's calm demeanor, Xia Xinqin's heart skipped a beat, and she cursed in place of someone else: "That ruthless and cunning Rong Qian..."

  "Mom, why are you scolding Rong Qian?" Qiao Yunxue looked up and interrupted her mother's words, "Rong Qian is not someone who deserves to be scolded by you."

  "Ah, Ah-ya, so you can't bear to part with him?" Xia Xinqin smiled in relief, "Mom thought he had driven you back to your parents' home."

  Ignoring her mother's nagging, Qiao Yunxue set up her oil painting and sat at the cash register, posing elegantly as she began to sketch. Who was she drawing? After a moment's thought, she started drawing, and with fewer than ten strokes, the rough outline emerged.

  That is Shu Yu.

  "By the way, where are your buddies?" Xia Xinqin asked, "Why haven't they come here to freeload for a long time?"

  "Mom, they've been working all along." Qiao Yunxue concentrated on drawing her sketch, occasionally responding to her mom's words, "They like working..."

  Lin Xiaomei had indeed not rested for half a year, her fondness for silver was almost more than that of all her peers.

  It's still early and there aren't many customers yet. Juanzi and Zhou Ran have both run into the office to chat.

  "Jiānzi has an opinion: 'This bad girl, she lured us from Longji and now she's nowhere to be found every other day. She really has no conscience!'"

  "Don't scold her." Lin Xiaomei hastily stopped them, "You don't know, she's also troubled. Luo Shaofan won't let her go, and it's driving her to death. She wants a divorce, but no, yesterday she chased away my boyfriend and took over my bed herself. She said she'll stay for ten days or half a month until her husband signs the divorce papers, then she'll move back to her mother's place."

  "Alas..." Juanzi and Zhou Xuan simultaneously let out a sigh of frustration, throwing up their hands in exasperation. "It's not easy to get married to one, and now they're talking about divorce again. How disappointing!"

  Just then, the telephone rang.

  "Hello? This is Yingyue Sales Department. How can I assist you?"

  A soft voice came from the receiver: "Miss Lin, our president asks you to come to the Beijing Huaxia Building immediately and find him on the 50th floor."

  "What? What's up?" The president is looking for her? Lin Xiaomei immediately became so excited that she couldn't speak, "Okay okay, I'll be right there."

  "Is the president looking for someone?" Juanzi and Zhou Lun's eyes lit up.

  Put down the phone, Lin Xiao Mei was busy finding the car key: "Ah ah, how did the president come to see me in person? Heaven, is it because my performance was too good, so good that it shocked the upper level, and the boss wants to reward me personally. Wow haha, maybe I'll get a promotion! Haha, I love promotions the most, silver...”

  Bu Ruijuan and Zhou Xun's loving, jealous, hateful eyes, Lin Xiaomei ran out in a hurry.

  Jinghua Building. 50th floor.

  Wang Mingxia pushed open the CEO's office door and placed a stack of files on Rong Qian's desk. She paused, seeing that Rong Qian hadn't looked up, and could only awkwardly turn to leave, but after taking two steps, she couldn't help but ask: "CEO Rong, was everything really okay last night?"

  Rong Qian looked up in surprise: "What's going on?"

  "Wang Mingxia was stunned. It turned out that the rumored news about Mr. Rong being impotent was true. She had even drugged him, but he still couldn't do it."

  "Oh?" Rong Qian raised an eyebrow, waiting for the next part at a leisurely pace. When a cat catches a mouse, it usually has to play with it in a bored manner first.

  Wang Mingxia was somewhat helpless: "Manager Rong, to be honest with you, there really is a strong medicine in that wine. However, Manager Rong didn't react at all. You should really go see a doctor. Otherwise, looking at the beautiful secretary but not being able to eat her out would be really unjust."

  Rong Qian listened quietly, his eyes flashing slightly - if his lovely wife were in front of him and heard Wang Mingxia talking nonsense like this, she would definitely slap her again.

  Thinking of it, Rong Qian's lips curled up slightly.

  "Rong Zong, hey?" Not getting a response, Wang Mingxia called out to him again. Facing such a charming beauty, the CEO was actually distracted, which was really embarrassing.

  Rong Qian gazed at Wang Mingxia with a serious expression, his tone slightly disdainful: "Maybe... I'm only interested in virgins. But Miss Wang's face clearly says - I'm not a virgin."

  Zhang Dazui'er, Wang Mingxia was stunned and speechless, suddenly taking big strides to walk outside. Her footsteps were staggering, her beautiful face turned liver-colored.

  A faint smile of irony rose to the corner of his lips, Rong Qian released the mouse, rubbed his temples and gazed out the window.

  "Knock knock!" Someone knocked on the door, and Lin Xiaomei's voice came through, "President, it's me, Lin Xiaomei."

  He immediately regained his composure and smiled faintly: "Please come in, Miss Lin. I have been waiting for you for a long time."

  Lin Xiaomei's mood was pleasant and her steps were light, she pushed open the door and gave her brightest smile since entering the service industry: "Good morning, President——"

  The sound stopped abruptly, and Lin Xiaomei stared at the man on the office chair in surprise: "You... aren't you Yunxue's husband? Mr. Rong, you... are the CEO of Jinghua?"

  "I am." Rong Qian stood up, calm and composed, gesturing towards the small conference room beside him, "Let's go in and talk."

  "......Okay." Lin Xiaomei, who had lost her judgment, unknowingly followed into the conference room, her tongue tied in knots. "That... why does Yunxue always say you're a bad husband?"

  "I probably look a bit like a villain too." He said casually, with a hint of humility in his dark eyes, his tone light, "Is Yun Xue getting used to living at your place?"

  "She...," Lin Xiao's brow furrowed, speaking the truth, "She's very good. Yunxue has never been one to loudly quarrel or cause a scene. She's a well-behaved girl, the self-tormenting type. In front of people she always wears a smile, but will only hide under the covers and cry. Wait..."

  Lin Xiaomei suddenly slammed her hand on the table and stood up: "Mr. Rong, I don't care if you're the CEO of Jinghua or not, but you can't bully my friend. You've only been married for half a year and you're already making Yunxue get a divorce. Tell me, are you also like Luo Shaofan, finding a woman to hurt Yunxue?"

  Ignoring Lin Xiaomei's blowing of her nose and staring eyes, Rong Qian remained still as a mountain: "You two have a good relationship."

  "Of course." Lin Xiaomei said very seriously, "We are iron sisters."

  "Oh?" Rong Qian smiled faintly, his bright black eyes shining with a noble and elegant light.

  Lin Xiaomei pushed Yun Qian: "You won't force me to make Yun Xue leave, will you? I'm telling you, I absolutely can't do that."

  "No." Rong Qian faintly denied, "She lives with you is fine."

  Lin Xiaomei was taken aback: "Then what did you find me for?"

  "Looking for you to get a promotion." Rong Qian raised an eyebrow. "Beijing Huaying Marketing Director, are you interested?"

  "There is." Lin Xiaomei's heart beats faster, but also poured cold water on herself, "But that was Yunxue's wish."

  "Yun Xue will not become the marketing director of Jinghua." Rong Qian said calmly and firmly, "She will be the highest financial manager of Jinghua."

  As clever as Lin Xiaomei, how could she not hear the true meaning of Rong Qian? She chuckled: "For the sake of the marketing director, I'm willing to help Director Rong."

  Rong Qian sat down calmly, his dark eyes deep and profound, as if he was thinking about something, as if there were important matters to be entrusted.

  "Speak up!" Lin Xiaomei urged instead, "Yong Zong, I'm extremely curious about you, and super speechless about Yunxue that girl. Yong Zong?"

  Why is the president suddenly speechless?

  Leaning lazily against the back of the chair, Rong Qian was deep in thought when he suddenly spoke out softly: "Yun Xue... did you scold me last night?"