Flash marriage, intimate with wife AA system 114114. It will just make Yong Zong become more masculine.

  "Five hundred copies?" Qiao Yunxue's face twitched, and she jumped up, staring at him with her black and white eyes, "You used a whole pack of the company's white paper? You're using company resources for personal use. I'm telling you, if Director Rong finds out, you'll be in big trouble."

  At first, she just received a private express delivery, and Rong Changfeng even said that she used public funds for personal purposes!

  "Ah, 500 copies." Unfortunately, Rong Qian was not someone that Qiao Yunxue could intimidate. He nodded, released his grip on her, and picked up an A4-sized document bag, waving it in front of her, "And there are still 499 copies left."

  "Are there still 499 copies?" Her eyes sparkled! Waaa, she wanted to cry. Alright, she had admitted it, she was a sunny and beautiful woman, but whenever she met Rong Qian, she became a tearful beauty. Now she fully understood that women were indeed made of water.

  It's obvious he's the one who is easy to bully!

  Raising an eyebrow, Rong Qian held up the contract in his hand and read softly: "Thirdly: When a wife has an affair, it is often because her husband cannot satisfy her. Therefore, from the previous once a month five times, revised to once a week five times..."

  "Stop reading." Qiao Yunxue hastily pounced on him, snatching away his bulging A4-sized leather briefcase. Then, with her cheeks puffed out and staring at Rong Qian, "It wasn't once a month before either, don't think I'm as bad at math as you are."

  "It's been a week since I last had five times." Rong Qian said calmly with a sigh.

  "Ugh..." She glared at him, glaring with all her might. She didn't know what the seven words behind meant, but just the three in front had already nailed her to his side, and he could do whatever he wanted.

  Rong Qian raised an eyebrow, his face expressionless: "Faced with a wife who has eloped, I have already been extremely benevolent and righteous."

  Rong Qian's words made her shiver slightly all over - as if things had escalated.

  Okay, she's already regretted saying that she had an affair. But words spoken are like water spilled, and she can't take them back. Thinking of Rong Qian looking at her with the same eyes as he would look at a cheating wife from now on makes her feel unbearably stifled.

  "Rong Qian..." She wondered if she should have a good talk with him, she didn't want to give him a bad impression of herself. But his face looked much more serious than usual, and she was a bit uncertain - should a "red apricot coming out of the wall" wife like her be talking to him now?

  Rong Qian raised an eyebrow and glanced at her, his expression unchanged, with no one able to discern what was beneath his calm face. His voice was neither high nor low: "Next..."

  Qiao Yunxue's eyes twitched: "You've memorized all of it?"

  What's the point of her rushing?

  "When I took out the effort of writing a graduation thesis to write it, I naturally remembered." Rong Qian nodded.

  "I'm not listening." She pulled out a photocopy from her leather bag and clutched it tightly, refusing to glance at it even once.

  Her small movements were frozen, her dark eyes deepened a few degrees, and her gentle tone became serious: "Want to escape!"

  It seems to have a threatening tone. Having never seen Rong Qian lose his temper, Qiao Yunxue felt a little frightened when he saw Rong Qian like this. He quickly put away the cowhide bag and ran towards the door in small steps, opened the door lock, and prepared to slip out as soon as Rong Qian made any movement.

  "Not finished yet." Rong Qian reminded, "There are ten in total."

  "Later! I'll definitely listen later, now we have to go home, Mom and Dad will worry." Qiao Yunxue forced a smile, Wen Gongren let her be, everything was fine. No matter what, unless it's absolutely necessary, she would never look at the last seven bars. Even if Rong Qian read them out loud to her, she would cover her ears.

  Actually she doesn't want to do anything now, just wants to slap herself to death. Why did she leave a blank agreement with all her heart?

  "Woe is me, men are indeed untrustworthy. Even such a honest man would cheat others." She muttered to herself in a voice that only she could hear.

  "Next time don't think about the outside world." Rong Qian reminded lightly.

  "Me..." Qiao Yunxue covered her face, what should she say?

  "Give your man some face." Rong Qian stood up and walked towards her.

  "......Alright." Qiao Yunxue thought that she had completely lost her chastity. Rong Qian looked a bit down, with a hint of despair, as if he had truly lost his wife's chastity.

  It's all her fault.

  "Do you still want to live with your parents?" Yong Qian walked up to her.

  Qiao Yunxue hastily retreated, stiffly smiling: "That... Rong Qian, no need. I'll go back and make noodles for you to eat. Hmm, potato noodles."

  This is not bad. A woman who doesn't take marriage seriously should be punished a little. Rong Qian followed out and walked alongside Qiao Yunxue, saying in a moderate tone: "I will reassign your work. The Yingyue Garden project is already at the tail end, no need to work full-time. Starting next week, the company will send you to study some financial knowledge for three months. After three months, you'll return to the Beijing Financial Department to help Yanzi."

  "Uh——" She didn't object to working, and she had no opinion on doing different work. But finance? She really hadn't touched it before. She looked at him gloomily, "I've only done sales."

  Looking at her slightly furrowed face, Rong Xuan unconsciously touched her ponytail: "Yanzi is too playful, you need to guide her well. Her work is very important and needs a reliable person to help her."

  "Uh..." She was speechless. Swallow was not only playful but also very naive, with a pure and innocent heart that didn't guard against people much.

  Going downstairs, Rong Qian slowed down his pace, and with his super strong hearing, he listened to the conversation of the people next to him.

  "Demolition and relocation? Three months? How outrageous!" The person eating was furious, "It's all about real estate development nowadays, they've even dragged our place into it. These people only care about money, nothing else matters to them. And they still claim this is a country of etiquette. Now even a place for painting is going to be demolished by the wealthy."

  After a brief pause, Rong Qian walked forward.

  Back at the Sunset Gallery, Rong Qian opened the Audi car door and let Qiao Yunxue get in. Then his tall figure disappeared behind the glass doors of the Sunset Gallery.

  "Yong Qian?" Qiao Chengkang immediately put down what he was doing as soon as he saw Yong Qian.

  "Dad, I want to talk to you about something." Rong Qianqian and Xiang Yue made an appointment and went straight up to the third floor.

  Qiao Chengkang followed him up.

  Three minutes later, the son-in-law and daughter came down one after another.

  He sat in the driver's seat, fastened his seatbelt and glanced at Qiao Yunxue who was staring blankly ahead, still clutching a divorce agreement in her hand. A thin layer of faint worry covered her small face. Rongqian's mouth twitched slightly as he stepped on the accelerator, heading towards Shuixiang Huayuan.

  When Audi drove to the entrance of the alley, it was blocked by a shiny black Mercedes.

  It was very cold in winter near the Spring Festival, but the two men coincidentally rolled down their car windows at the same time.

  Two people gaze calmly at each other.

  The strong north wind blew the hair of the two men into disarray, but their faces were firm and their dark pupils seemed to deepen. It was as if they were engaged in some kind of communication that she couldn't understand.

  Cooperation? Or competition?

  She squeezed in tightly by the car door, Qiao Yunxue watched the two of them with tension. In her heart, she secretly wondered, they seemed so familiar...

  But how could a Beijing Hua employee be familiar with Longji's CEO?

  While Qiao Yunxue was still racking her brains to analyze, Benz and Audi both took the initiative to give way and drove in opposite directions.

  The whole process was just two or three seconds, and neither of them said a word.

  Rong Qian: "Jiao Yunxue couldn't help but quietly pull Rong Qian's sleeve, 'Don't provoke him.'"

  "It seems I've already gotten on his bad side." Rong Qian nodded, a faint smile playing on her lips, "Silly girl, this is all normal."

  Is it normal?

  Qiao Yunxue felt that something was not quite right.

  Back home, as expected, only Yanzhi was sitting on the couch, listlessly watching TV. As soon as she saw her brother and sister-in-law come in, she immediately ran over to them excitedly. Rongqian reacted quickly, using his arm to block her, resulting in a tight hug between Yanzhi and Qiaoyun Xue. Rongqian glanced at the side, slightly furrowing his brow, and directly pulled Yanzhi aside: "You should behave like a woman."

  Ke Jiao Yunxue didn't have the heart to care about these things. She mustered up her spirit and did what she had promised to do. Alas, everything was messed up, how come it's always her who's busy now...

  She felt uncomfortable and followed Rong Qian into the study. Rong Qian sat down, while she stood beside him, her hands clenched tightly and her shoulders pressed down.

  What a well-behaved and cute little thing!

  Rong Qian quietly sized him up without revealing his emotions, withdrew his gaze, turned on the computer and started his busy journey.

  Rong Qian didn't speak, so Qiao Yunxue had to take the initiative to walk two steps forward: "Rong Qian, look, I'm not good anywhere, and that...". The red apricot came out of the wall. But she just couldn't say those four words. Gnashing her teeth, she closed her eyes, "So, Rong Qian, go pursue your true love! I heard your stepmother say that she wants you to marry Zhao Peirong!"

  Rong Qian raised an eyebrow: "Really?"

  "Really!" She nodded hastily, but her heart was a bit sour.

  She nodded humbly and acknowledged: "Mm, let's talk about it when we have a baby."

  "Ugh——" She was about to cry. One of the reasons she wanted a divorce wasn't that she couldn't have a baby, right? Thinking for a moment, she ventured, "What if I'm infertile for my whole life?"

  "Then just follow me." Rong Qian said calmly, as if discussing the weather, "At least I won't mind."

  "Aren't you a man? Why aren't you afraid that I won't be able to have a baby?" Qiao Yunxue couldn't help but blurt out, staring at him, but when she really met Rong Jian's gaze, she shrank her neck.

  Rong Qian's lips trembled slightly as he whispered: "You should know better than anyone else that I'm a man."

  Qiao Yunxue's face turned bright red as she listened, knowing what Rong Qian meant.

  "I'm hungry." Rong Qian smiled faintly and stared at her, "And we have to go out in an hour."

  In other words, he was urging her to hurry up and cook dinner.

  Weakly staring at Rong Qian's motionless and unyielding expression, Qiao Yunxue was bewildered. She really couldn't understand why he was being as stubborn as a cow when it came to marriage.

  Looking at his focused expression, Qiao Yunxue could only touch her nose and leave. But she glanced at him and couldn't help it: "Isn't Jinghua developing real estate? Why are you looking at the development map of tourist attractions?"

  "Uh-huh." Rong Qian's mind was fully focused on work and didn't answer the question.

  Her eyes twitched, Qiao Yunxue turned around and left. She still obediently played the role of a yellow-faced woman.

  Just finished cooking rice. The phone rang, she carefully glanced at it for half a second and was still certain that it was an unfamiliar person.

  She picked up: "Hello."

  "I am Zhao Peirong." Zhao Peirong's clear and pleasant voice came through, with a broadcasting effect. "I just wanted to..."

  Zhao Peirong seemed reluctant to speak.

  "You said." Jo Yunxue reluctantly picked up the phone, feeling annoyed at Zhao Peirong's call, but thinking of what she had said to Zhao Peirong before.

  Zhao Peirong's embarrassed voice came: "That, it's what I want to know... What does Rong Qian like to eat for three meals? And what are his favorite fruits?"

  Dazed, Qiao Yunxue suddenly wanted to scold her. Wasn't she still married? Zhao Peirong was already thinking about his future? The key is that Zhao Peirong actually had the nerve to ask Qiao Yunxue.

  This beautiful and experienced female anchor really knows how to step on people's toes.

  "How about you, don't you know either?" Zhao Peirong's tone was slightly disdainful. "I think you're not too willing to say it out loud, are you?"

  Taking a deep breath, Qiao Yunxue squeezed out a suitable smile before calmly turning back: "Rong Qian likes to eat rice in the morning. Noodles at noon, and rice again at night. Rong Qian also likes to eat Yangmei."

  "Rice for breakfast and noodles for lunch?" Zhao Peirong was puzzled, "Is that so?"

  Of course not!

  Qiao Yunxue smiled lightly: "If you don't believe me, then there's no need to ask me." After that, she hung up the call decisively.

  She went downstairs to buy vegetables and cook. As she walked, she thought about the woman who was close to Rong Qian. The more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt. She realized that except for Zhao Peirong, she didn't know any other women around Rong Qian.

  It seems like this marriage is going to end soon, and I don't know how long we'll have to drag out this protracted war. What should I do...

  Just then, Qiao Yunxue stopped in her tracks, dazed for a moment, staring at the woman walking ahead with a model's gait.

  Qiao Yunxue didn't want to get involved in other people's business, but the thing was, she was currently on a phone call with Rong Qian.

  Wang Mingxia

  Qiao Yunxue didn't know her, but at a glance, she knew that she was familiar with Rong Qian.

  Qiao Yun thought for a moment and walked around her, not letting herself hear Rong Qian's phone call.

  She bit her teeth tightly and refused to interfere with Rong Qian's friends and colleagues at work.

  She had just stepped out of the garden gate when someone blocked her way: "Miss Qiao, you're getting prettier and prettier."

  There's no worse pickup line than this. Raising her head, Qiao Yunxue frowned: "Su Tuo?" The second generation elite of the Su family, what are you doing here?

  Unless he deliberately took a wrong turn, he wouldn't have ended up here.

  Su Tuo pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose: "Miss Qiao, long time no see."

  "Hmm..." Qiao Yunxue furrowed her brow, then swiftly slipped away.

  How did Su Tuo end up here?

  When buying vegetables back, Su Tuo was still there. Qiao Yunxue deliberately went around to the other entrance of the garden before entering.

  Rong Qian ate dinner and left. Standing in front of Qiao Yunxue, he seemed to have something to say, but in the end, he pinched her nose: "Go to bed early!"

  Qiao Yunxue saw that Rong Qian seemed to have taken a picture out. She wanted to follow him to see more clearly, but was pulled back by Yanzi: "Those are not fun. Sister, how about we talk heart-to-heart?"

  "Hmm." Responding, Qiao Yunxue walked towards the balcony, saw his Audi drive out of the neighborhood, and then quietly entered the study.

  She must find that divorce agreement and destroy it. This way Rong Qian won't be able to use it as a shield, being self-righteous.

  Audi stopped in front of a five-star hotel!

  Rong Qian got off the car and walked inside. He went up to the second floor, searching one by one, until he finally stopped in front of a slightly larger room.

  "Rong Zong, you've finally arrived." A bright red and radiant Wang Mingxia burst into a smile. "Director Zhou has been waiting for a long time."

  "Be careful!" Rong Qian stretched out his hand, "Director Zhou——"

  "Please." Director Zhou sat down with a smile. Haha, "Heroes are hard to pass through the beautiful woman's pass ah. Originally this matter was really tricky, but the charming Miss Wang personally invited me, and I could only come over and talk to Mr. Rong."

  "You talk, I'll come in after you've finished." With that, Wang Mingxia left respectfully and closed the door behind her, standing guard outside.

  This conversation lasted for an hour before it was over. When Director Zhou came out, Wang Mingxia went again: "How did General Manager Kong talk?"

  Wang Mingxia, who was dressed up, humbly opened a bottle of wine, poured out half of it and took a few sips. Then she stood up: "Let's go back."

  "Director Rong——" Wang Mingxia warmly invited him, "Director Rong, please sit down! It's still early, we can chat for a while!"

  "We'll talk about it tomorrow." Rong Qian's eyes gleamed with a hint of sharpness.

  Wang Mingxia quietly pulled up his sleeve: "Zong, this wine is strong!"

  Is this wine strong?

  Her eyes flashed, and she took a deep breath in secret, but Rong Qian only felt that her strength couldn't be gathered.

  Rong Qian's dark pupils shot towards her like an arrow: "Tell me, what did you put in the wine?"

  "Wong Mingxia stood firm with a charming expression, "Nothing much, just that it will make Director Wong even more manly..."

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