Arranged marriage, love blossoms; a fiercely devoted soldier dotes on her alone.

at this time,

in the room,

Miki Hirofu stared at Guo Meimei, who was barely clothed, her skin as white as snow, her breasts barely visible, and especially the deep ravine between them.

"Gurgle!"

Miki Hiroo secretly swallowed a large mouthful of saliva.

He cursed inwardly, "Damn it, the duck that was about to be eaten has flown away. I can't force it now. If Mr. Liu finds out, he'll definitely not let me off the hook."

"Never mind, a small act of impatience could ruin a great plan."

Then Miki Hirofu gritted his teeth and cursed, "You bitch, don't get cocky, I'll fucking take you down sooner or later."

After finishing his sentence, Miki Hiroo greedily glanced at Guo Meimei's towering breasts, then snatched the phone from her hand and left dejectedly...

"Bang!"

Guo Meimei immediately closed and locked the door.

"call……."

Guo Meimei, still shaken, leaned against the doorframe, panting heavily. It had been terrifying; she had almost been defiled by that beast, Sanmu…

Thinking of her brother-in-law Qin Hanwen, who was currently imprisoned, Guo Meimei burst into tears again...

at the same time,

Qin Huanhuan put down her phone and said to Liang Yanhong, "Mom, don't tell anyone what I just said to Auntie."

Liang Yanhong nodded and said, "Mom won't tell anyone. Huanhuan, do you really want to save your father?"

Qin Huanhuan nodded and said, "What can I do if I don't save him? After all, he is my biological father. When I was little, Zhang Yingbao called me a bastard, the villagers called me a child but no one raised me, and my classmates called me an abandoned baby. I thought to myself, what if my biological parents could suddenly appear in front of me one day in a luxury car with bodyguards, just like in the movies, to protect me, cherish me, and let me hold my head high?"

"Although such a scene has never happened, I know this is my fate. But now that I know my biological father is still alive, I must do everything I can to save him, after all, his blood flows in my veins."

Liang Yanhong wiped away her tears and said, "I'm sorry, Huanhuan. It's all because Mom was incompetent to protect you. I shouldn't have married that beast Zhang Yingbao. I'm so sorry to your deceased mother."

Qin Huanhuan: "Zhang Yingbao is dead, and he has received his due punishment. As the saying goes, death solves everything. Don't mention him in front of me again."

Liang Yanhong: "I understand, Huanhuan."

She paused for a moment, then asked worriedly, "Huanhuan, you just told Guo Meimei that you told Xiao Zhan about this, is that true?"

Qin Huanhuan: "Of course it's true."

Liang Yanhong continued, "That's good, Huanhuan. Young Master Xiao is a good person. He's very kind to you, and also very good to me and Ai'ai. It's hard to find someone like that these days. You should communicate with Young Master Xiao more often, and make sure there are no misunderstandings between you two."

Qin Huanhuan smiled and said, "Mom, I'm not a three-year-old. I've graduated from university and started working. I've even registered my marriage with Xiao Zhan. I know how to get along with others."

"Xiao Zhan is good to me, and I will never let him down."

"Mom, why don't you go out and get something to eat?"

Liang Yanhong: "I'm not going to eat. I was in a bad mood earlier, my heart felt heavy, and I couldn't sleep. Now I feel better, so I'm going to wash up and go to bed."

Qin Huanhuan: "Okay then."

Suddenly, Liang Yanhong remembered something and said, "Huanhuan, Young Master Xiao gave me and Ai'ai a big red envelope each. It was so thick that I didn't dare to open it."

Qin Huanhuan laughed and said, "What's there to be afraid of looking at? Just keep the red envelope Xiao Zhan gave you and save it to spend slowly."

Liang Yanhong took out a thick red envelope from under her pillow and handed it to Qin Huanhuan, saying, "I've never seen such a thick red envelope before. Why don't you open it and take a look?"

Qin Huanhuan accepted the red envelope. It was indeed a bit heavy, but it felt lighter than the red envelope her mother-in-law had given her.

Qin Huanhuan was also very curious about how much money Xiao Zhan had given in red envelopes.

So I opened the red envelopes and counted them.

I go,

A total of 66,666 yuan.

Liang Yanhong stared wide-eyed, clutching her wildly pounding heart, and exclaimed, "My God! A red envelope of 66,666 yuan? Young Master Xiao is so rich!"

Qin Huanhuan took out the red envelope Lin Wanrong had given her and handed it to Liang Yanhong, saying, "Happy Chinese New Year, Mom. This is a red envelope for you."

Liang Yanhong asked in surprise, "Huanhuan, why did you give me a red envelope?"

Qin Huanhuan: "Now that I'm a senior executive in the company and can earn money myself, and I've married a rich man, isn't it only right that I take care of you? Our good days are yet to come."

As Liang Yanhong accepted the red envelope with tears in her eyes, her wrist sank, and the envelope almost fell to the ground. She quickly held the envelope with both hands and placed it on the bed sheet.

Qin Huanhuan: "Mom, open it and see how much money is in it."

Liang Yanhong said embarrassedly, "How can you open a red envelope and count the money in front of someone? It's so awkward!"

Qin Huanhuan: "Why are you embarrassed about the red envelope I gave you?"

In fact, Qin Huanhuan also wanted to know how much New Year's money her mother-in-law had given her.

Liang Yanhong thought about it and realized that since it was a red envelope from her daughter, she could just look at it.

After opening the red envelope and counting the money, the old man's face turned bright red as he said, "Huanhuan, you gave me too much! Eighty-eight thousand eight hundred and eighty-eight yuan, and it even has whole numbers and small change!"

Qin Huanhuan said earnestly, "Mom, the amount of the red envelope doesn't matter, it's just to express my feelings. You've raised me for over twenty years. Without you, I might have died long ago. This little bit of money can't express how much you've done for me."

"Mom, you raised me when I was young, now it's my turn to take care of you in your old age."

Qin Huanhuan's eyes welled up with tears as she spoke, recalling her past experiences.

"Mom, you rest. I'll go out and greet the guests."

Qin Huanhuan wiped away her tears, pushed open the door, and left...

Looking at the bright red money spread out on the bed, Liang Yanhong murmured to herself with satisfaction, "Huanhuan has grown up and become more sensible. She earns her own money and even knows to give her mother a big red envelope. My daughter has made something of herself. Sigh, after Huanhuan reunites with Qin Hanwen and his daughter, will she still recognize me as her mother?"

Liang Yanhong started to have second thoughts again...

at the same time,

It's still that quiet, secluded little courtyard.

Liu Shiyuan was having tea and talking with Sanmu Dan.

Liu Shiyuan said with a gloomy expression, "Sanmu Dan, what exactly do you mean by this? You're letting me down at this crucial moment?"

Sanmu Dan clasped his hands together and said righteously, "Mr. Liu, please don't force me, okay?"

"I will never do anything to betray my country."

Liu Shiyuan sneered, "Heh, I didn't expect you to be so patriotic. Tell me, what has your country given you?"

"If it weren't for me, you wouldn't know which nook or cranny the cat would be begging for alms in, and it might have starved to death on the street long ago, eaten by stray dogs until there wasn't even a bone left."

"I gave you everything you have now."

"You fucking said you wouldn't help me? I'm capable of making you the abbot of Yonghe Temple, and I'm capable of making you lose everything."

"Amitabha!"

Sanmu Dan first chanted a Buddhist prayer, then said, "When you helped me, we made a three-point agreement, one of which was that we could not betray the country. I have opinions about the current government, but I have no opinions about the country."

Liu Shiyuan didn't want to waste any more words. He picked up his phone, opened the photo album, and handed it to Sanmu Dan: "Take a look for yourself."

When Sanmu Dan saw the photo of an elegant, dignified woman in her thirties enjoying a meal in a luxurious foreign restaurant with a boy and a girl in their teens, her expression changed drastically, and she angrily demanded, "Where did you get this photo?"