On this day, Qin Miaoru came to the shop as usual and saw a handsome man sitting at the edge of the main hall with an air of elegance.

  Qin Miao couldn't help but feel a sense of resentment in her heart, it was as if the ghost of her past wouldn't let go.

  "Ah Nuan, you're here! Have you had breakfast yet? If not, I'll go buy some for you." Xie Yun enthusiastically put away the cold and arrogant expression of the rich young master, and affectionately revolved around Qin Miao.

  It's been a few days, and Qin Miao has already become completely immune to Xie Yan's sudden change in personality. However, when it's late at night and she's alone, comparing the old Xie Yan with the current one, the contrast is so great that it's astonishing.

  Qin Miao didn't want to bother with him, she just couldn't believe that this arrogant young master would still cling to her like a sticky rice cake. Tsk!

  "The master, Mr. Zhang's desired clothing sample is ready." The young shopkeeper was also accustomed to the cold and hot interactions between the man and woman in front of him, so he reported today's matters one by one.

  "Let those with strength and energy go ahead and deliver it to Zhang's mansion early." Qin Miao arranged casually.

  Xiao Zhanggui heard this and looked embarrassed, hastily speaking up: "Last time Liu Shiyé from the Zhang household said that... these clothes are urgent and need you to personally deliver them. In case something goes wrong, it's also good for you to take charge yourself."

  Ding!

  This is what Qin Miao still couldn't understand, what was Liu Shifu's intention. Bah! Truly a shameless person. A despicable person, even receiving something and being so shamelessly calm.

  But she didn't dare to offend the government office, after all, she was just a small citizen.

  He was worried about how to avoid the risk of being sent from the tiger's mouth, and Xie Yan stepped forward with a frown and asked, "What's so difficult? Who is Lord Zhang?"

  Xiao Zhanggui didn't know what Qin Miao was worried about, and when Xie Yan asked, he naturally told him: "Oh, Lord Xie, that Zhang is our city's governor. Not long ago, he came to our shop and ordered several sets of robes. This isn't a good example, so we have to send someone to the government office to let Governor Zhang try them on, in case they don't fit."

  Xie Xuan listened and found nothing wrong. But when she turned her head, she saw Qin Miao's face was not pleasant, just as she wanted to ask again, Qin Miao took the lead.

  "In that case, you can say that I have recently returned to my hometown to pay respects to my ancestors and can only send a shop assistant to go there." Qin Miao instructed, her brow still furrowed, walking towards the inner room. The young shopkeeper didn't understand why his master was unwilling to show his face in front of Zhang Fu, but followed the instructions to arrange various matters.

  "An Nuan, what's wrong with you?" As soon as Xiao Zhang mentioned that adult, she began to look displeased.

  "Nothing to do with you." Qin Miao faced the account book and responded indifferently without lifting her head.

  Xie Xuan couldn't help but sit beside her quietly, accompanying her as she handled the accounts.

  The room was filled with the sweet fragrance of jasmine, which was An Nuan's favorite scent. It wasn't until one time when Xingzhi brought over a pile of new clothes and said they were from his wife before she left that he realized Qin Miao had been very considerate of him all along. Even though she was leaving, she didn't forget to have several sets of clothes made for him. And on the cuffs of those clothes, a small jasmine flower was embroidered. It was because of this that he remembered that the fragrance often burned in the Qinglu courtyard was indeed jasmine. Just like today, she still loved this scent the most. But she had already decided not to love him anymore.

  Every time he thought of this, Xie Yun felt as if he had swallowed a fly. A good hand was played into such a mess. Now it's probably impossible to recover the lost ground.

  "Are you really going back to your hometown?" Xie Yan asked.

  Qin Miao responded with a faint "en", continuing to focus on the account book. Xie Fen's heart was anxious, wanting to chat some more, but fearing that Qin Miao wouldn't even spare him another brief "en". As a result, the majestic Marquis Xie sat alone with his young wife for an entire morning.

  As the lunch break was approaching, Qin Miao put away the last stroke of her pen, closed the account book and prepared to leave. Little did she know that the first heavy rain of early spring had already washed away everyone's way home.

  Qin Miao thought that since she had already avoided Zhang Fu's place in the morning on the pretext of paying respects to her ancestors, she should advance this plan. With Qing Yin approaching, she and Qin Lang had originally planned to return to their hometown. Qin Lang had also rushed back from Yunnan and Guizhou a few days ago. Originally planning to stay for a few more days, it seemed that they had to leave quickly now.

  The rain outside was coming down heavily, like a column of water pouring straight down, pounding the bluestone road and raising thick mist. She had something on her mind and didn't want to be delayed, so she casually picked up the oiled paper umbrella from the corner of the wall and prepared to dash into the heavy rain.

  Xie Xuan quickly grabbed the person and pulled them back. "Are you crazy? This heavy rain, a broken umbrella is useless. You'll still get soaked to the bone and catch a cold." Her words were laced with annoyance as she snatched the paper umbrella away without hesitation.

  Qin Miao was scolded and slightly stunned, these days Xie Yan has been acting low-key and humble, seeing him speak with a tone of teaching is not very accustomed to.

  "I have an urgent matter and must go back. It's none of your business." Qin Miao didn't want to bother with him, so she walked around Xie Yan again to retrieve that paper umbrella.

  Xie Xuan was furious. How could this person be so stubborn and obstinate? "What do you mean it's none of my business? Your affairs are my affairs! Did you hear that, Qin Miao?"

  "Boring..." Qin Miao rolled her eyes and looked away, clearly feeling that Xie Yun was being overly enthusiastic.

  Xie Xun saw her stubborn face, couldn't help but rub his temples, and also turned away with a bad attitude, but still softened: "Alright, I'll send you!" After speaking, he blew a loud whistle. Before long, in the heavy rain, a horse carriage appeared and stopped steadily at the door of Qingfeng Pu.

  The small shopkeepers who were hiding behind the counter were still watching the commotion with great interest. Suddenly, they saw Xie Yan quietly and effortlessly produce a horse carriage, and they were all shocked and amazed. This guy is quite formidable!

  "Not leaving yet, want me to carry you up, huh?"

  The person who was just scolding himself a second ago is now sticking to his ear and blowing air. Qin Miao shivered with cold sweat, and his heart suddenly throbbed. How did this guy become so reckless... Without saying another word, he opened the paper umbrella and climbed onto the carriage.

  Although the little teasing just now didn't quite succeed, it really didn't affect Xie Yan's slightly beautiful mood at this moment. Haha, he was going to squeeze into the narrow carriage with his own wife, after all. Thinking of this, he also climbed onto the carriage with a happy smile.

  The man who was rushing to catch the bus wore a raincoat, with a conical hat on his head. A strand of hair fell from the corner of his eye, mixed with rainwater, and twisted into a strand. The man's eyebrows were clear and cold, slightly fierce and evil, probably a formidable one. But now his mouth was slightly twitching, with a wronged expression.

  Cheng Ying drove the car, thinking to himself that he was once a top-notch driver who navigated through the dark night with ease. Now, he had sunk so low as to become someone else's lackey, chasing after some perfume and jade. He felt ashamed and glanced back at the rear seat with discontent, pulling his hat down even lower.

  This spring rain, with boundless enthusiasm, came hastily and left swiftly. In less than a moment's time, the rain had already stopped.

  The car stopped steadily at the entrance of a residential alley, Xie Yan got out first and was about to help Qin Miao down. But saw Qin Miao hesitate for a moment, then get off from the other side by herself.

  He awkwardly withdrew his hand, made a fist and put it to his mouth, clearing his throat in a pretentious calm tone. Cheng Ying, on the other hand, was snickering aside, without a shred of sympathy. This kid, asking for a beating!

  "Daughter!" Suddenly, a soft voice broke the staring contest between Xie Zhu and his master. The two of them looked in the direction of the sound at the same time, Cheng Ying was an outsider, that's good. But Xie Zhu, as soon as he saw this scene, instantly petrified on the ground.

  She's got kids now?!