A whirlwind marriage: The real heiress marries a warlord.

Cheng Tianxun has nothing to do today.

After dinner, he went back to the master bedroom on the second floor early.

He asked Qin Yan, "How are you feeling?"

"Not today."

"Bad mood?"

"No, I need to take my medicine. I can't have sex for two weeks after taking this medicine," Qin Yan said.

She explained to him again, "One pill only lasts for a year. We've been married for almost a year. The last time I took it was two weeks before the wedding."

"What kind of medicine is it?"

"It was given to me by someone else," Qin Yan said. "Nobles distinguish between men and women. Women also want to have some fun, but they can't bring shame to their fathers or husbands, so they rely on this kind of medicine. It's priceless."

"I haven't heard of it," Cheng Tianxun said.

Qin Yan: "I did not betray my marriage."

Cheng Tianxun immediately said, "Did I do that? I explained it to you in the newspaper."

Qin Yan said she believed it.

She spoke coldly. It wasn't that she believed it; it was that she didn't care.

"How about you eat after I leave?" Cheng Tianxun walked over and put his arm around her waist. "I'll be busy in the city for eight or nine days this time, so don't take up that time."

"just in case……"

"If you're pregnant, just have the baby. It's not like it's an illegitimate child, what are you afraid of?" Cheng Tianxun said.

Qin Yan turned around and looked quietly into his eyes: "You don't seem very keen on having children."

Want to hear the truth?

"Um."

"The world is in a bad state, and I have no intention of settling down in a military government like the warlord did. It's better not to raise a child at all than to raise one if you don't teach him properly," Cheng Tianxun said.

Qin Yan: "You are a responsible person."

"He has good character," Cheng Tianxun boasted.

Qin Yan nodded: "It is indeed very good."

He added, "Then you'll have to wait for me for half a month."

"Okay, wait a bit. I'm afraid you'll have to make do during this time," Cheng Tianxun said.

Qin Yan asked, puzzled, "Isn't it you who's feeling wronged?"

She didn't crave it that intensely. She was willing to try something sweet, to find a little happiness; but she wasn't bothered by its absence.

She has the option to either advance or retreat.

When Cheng Tianxun pinned her to the bed and kissed her while pulling her hand, Qin Yan finally understood why he had said "wronged".

Men have more than one way to relieve stress.

The night had just begun to fall outside the window; it was still early…

The following afternoon, Cheng Tianxun and his friends sat in the club playing cards.

He took out his pocket watch, glanced at it, and said to his adjutant, "It's almost time to get off work. Go and pick up the young mistress."

He's going to spend time with his friends today.

He invited Qin Yan to come as well.

Qin Yan agreed.

"I'm going to pick up my cousin's wife too," said his cousin Xiang Linzi.

Cheng Tianxun nodded: "Go ahead."

He took out a lighter and lit a cigarette.

His cousin saw it and immediately asked, "New lighter? Can I use it?"

Cheng Tianxun stuffed the cigarette back into his pocket and exhaled a puff of smoke: "Get lost."

"Which close female friend gave it to you?"

"My wife," Cheng Tianxun said.

His cousin Xiang Linchuan teased him several times, but he ignored him. He just happened to win the game and made a fortune.

"Lan Zheng is back in China, why don't you invite him over?" another friend, Cen Yan, asked.

Cheng Tianxun recalled the stories Qin Yan had told him about the past, and when he mentioned his old friend Lan Zheng, he said lazily, "He's very busy."

"His young mistress went straight back to Beiping, probably to get a divorce. He has no interest in going out to have fun," someone nearby said.

"You've been having a big falling out with the Du family lately, and you also have a lot of grievances against Du Zhuojun. Is that why you're taking it out on Lan Zheng?" Cen Yan asked.

"It's your turn to play," Cheng Tianxun said.

Cen Yan, having determined that Lan Zheng was not interested in discussing him, played his card and stopped asking questions.

After waiting for a while, Cheng Tianxun, having experienced both wins and losses, got up to go to the restroom.

When he came out, he was smoking at the window when he saw a vendor selling roasted chestnuts downstairs, and he wanted to eat some.

He also saw Qin Yan get out of the car at the club entrance.

Cheng Tianxun was about to ask her to buy some things to bring up, but then he remembered that the club had installed a new type of elevator, which was quite interesting. It wouldn't be difficult for him to go down there.

There are two elevators.

When he got downstairs, he didn't see Qin Yan and thought he had missed him.

All that effort for nothing.

I don't know what they're busy with.

He strolled leisurely across the road, bought two bags of roasted chestnuts, and then went home.

The club has four floors, but the top floor is not open to the public and is reserved for the wealthy and powerful.

Waiters lined up to greet the guests.

Cheng Tianxun had visited a few times. It was very quiet, with the air filled with the scent of foreign perfumes, a scene of extravagance and decadence.

Now he heard the sound of arguing.

"You've been smearing Zhuo Jun for so long, is it because you think she's easy to bully? Let's stick to the facts of the newspaper matter. It's really malicious of you to bring in your personal grudges."

The young man spoke with righteous indignation.

He is not Du Zhuojun's younger brother.

He was her suitor, a wealthy young man from Nancheng, named Feng Lin.

He was cursing Qin Yan.

Standing next to Qin Yan was Xiang Linzi, Cheng Tianxun's cousin.

Xiang Linzi was furious: "Du Zhuojun, keep your dog on a leash. Don't blame me for being rude if you bark again!"

"What's it to you? You were Zhuo Jun's defeated foe!" The man's words were even more sarcastic. "Mrs. Cheng, this woman was determined to marry Cheng Tianxun back then, even if it meant death. Now she's on good terms with you. Who knows what her motives are? That's what happens when a barking dog bites!"

"you……"

As Xiang Linzi spoke, she stepped forward, ready to make a move.

The man didn't fight back; instead, he held her hands, rendering Xiang Linzi unable to move.

She was so angry she screamed.

Cheng Tianxun drew his gun.

A gunshot rang out, and the man was hit in the thigh, collapsing to the ground with a painful scream.

Everyone was shocked.

Cheng Tianxun stepped forward, and Xiang Linzi was so angry that tears were about to come out: "Second brother, they slandered me and even insulted my cousin's wife."

Qin Yan silently put the gun back into his handbag.

She wanted to draw her gun, but Cheng Tianxun was too late.

Cheng Tianxun walked over leisurely, unhurriedly, and stepped on the man's wound.

The man was in so much pain he was about to faint.

"Apologize," Cheng Tianxun said lazily. "Apologize to Mrs. Cheng and Miss Xiang."

The man was in excruciating pain, sweating profusely. The wound might have damaged his femoral artery, and he was bleeding heavily. He would die from excessive blood loss.

He wanted to say that Cheng Tianxun was arrogant and dared to treat him like this; he was no nobody.

Cheng Tianxun stepped on him, holding a fragrant roasted chestnut in one hand and a gun in the other, the muzzle casually pointing at him.

He was terrified and hurriedly apologized.

Feng Lin's attendants stepped forward, hunched over, and carried the wailing man away to the hospital.

Cheng Tianxun withdrew his foot and put away his gun. He wiped the blood off his boots on the soft carpet in the corridor.

The people around Du Zhuojun were so frightened that they retreated, their faces turning pale.

They were already afraid of Cheng Tianxun, let alone now that he had drawn his gun.

Du Zhuojun trembled with anger: "Cheng Tianxun!"

Du Zhuojun's ear was cut by Qin Yan's gunshot a while ago, but it has already healed and the scab has fallen off.

A bright red new scar on his earlobe was conspicuous and humiliating.

"Wasn't the lesson from last time enough?" Cheng Tianxun looked back at her. "You want to get shot too?"

"You can kill me!" Du Zhuojun stepped forward, getting close to Cheng Tianxun. "I know you hate me, but did I wrong you in the past? Why are you making me so angry?"

Cheng Tianxun frowned: "Stop talking nonsense."

"You let your young mistress bully me, and if you really drive me to my death, will you feel better, Cheng Tianxun?" she said.

She was trembling with anger, her voice weak, and her eyes red.

It's really pitiful.

Cheng Tianxun frowned even more deeply: "Shut up and get out of here."

"I know you're hurting too. Cheng Tianxun, no matter how you torment me, I won't argue with you." Du Zhuojun's tears rolled down her cheeks.

She turned and left.

The people behind her scattered and fled, running extremely fast, afraid of provoking Cheng Tianxun, and entered the private room at the end of the corridor.

Cheng Tianxun stood there for a long time, his expression as if a palette had been overturned, a truly fascinating sight.

He asked Qin Yan, "Is she sick?"

Qin Yan didn't say anything.

His cousin, Xiang Linzi, with a conflicted expression, lowered her head in sympathy.

Cheng Tianxun understood and immediately asked her, "Are you sick too?"

Xiang Linzi: "..."

"Are the chestnuts cold?" Qin Yan simply asked.

Cheng Tianxun finally heard human speech and handed her the roasted chestnuts: "They're still warm."

"I'm so hungry, I'm just about to have a bite," she said.

As she spoke, she took Xiang Linzi's arm and entered the private room with Cheng Tianxun.