A whirlwind marriage: The real heiress marries a warlord.

The press has been quite lively these past few days.

Behind the scenes, someone was pulling the strings, but no one knew who it was. They extensively reported on the secret smuggling dealings between high-ranking military government officials and retired officials from the north.

This matter aroused public curiosity, and the writers displayed their literary talent.

On the third day, the Vernacular Times also published an article.

Qin Yan's writing style is sharp, incisive, and humorous.

It was almost time to leave work when Xiang Linzi came to the newspaper office.

She was very frustrated: "Sister-in-law, I want to retrieve the article I submitted."

Her article was sent the day before yesterday, but Ling Manyun hasn't screened it yet, and it hasn't reached Qin Yan's desk.

"Why?" Qin Yan asked.

"Comparing the articles from several newspapers over the past few days, my article is really thin, laughable, and even a bit ridiculous," Xiang Linzi said.

Qin Yan said, "Everyone has their own style, which isn't necessarily bad."

"It's really too bland and tasteless, it has no power. I don't have the courage to give it to you judges," she said.

Qin Yan: "Try it first. I'll send you my feedback later, then you can regret it. There's no turning back once the arrow is released."

Before Xiang Linzi could say anything more, Cheng Tianxun arrived.

Upon seeing Xiang Linzi, Cheng Tianxun frowned in displeasure: "This isn't a club, what are you doing here?"

Xiang Linzi: "I have something important to discuss with my cousin-in-law."

"If it's important, go to the annex; that's where she works. Do you dare go to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to find my mother?" Cheng Tianxun asked.

He felt that Xiang Linzi did not respect Qin Yan.

A newspaper office and the Ministry of Foreign Affairs are not the same place. There is no "authority" here, so Xiang Linzi is welcome to come.

She wanted to argue, but she was afraid that the other clerks would hear and it would affect Qin Yan's reputation.

She rolled her eyes at Cheng Tianxun, then said to Qin Yan, "Sister-in-law, it's my treat. Let's go eat roast goose."

Qin Yan asked Cheng Tianxun, "Do you want to come along?"

Cheng Tianxun glanced at Xiang Linzi.

Xiang Linzi said reluctantly, "If you want to go, then come along. I don't need the money for this meal."

"This is not an invitation."

"Young Marshal Cheng, would you do me the honor of having dinner together?" Xiang Linzi asked in a deliberately affected voice.

Cheng Tianxun: "I'm busy."

Xiang Linzi: "..."

Later, Cheng Tianxun pressed Xiang Linzi's head down, shoved her into her car, and told her to get lost and stop bothering him.

Xiang Linzi was furious and cursed loudly. But her driver was afraid that Cheng Tianxun would hear her, so he sped away, and not a single word of Xiang Linzi's cursing reached Cheng Tianxun's ears.

Cheng Tianxun then treated Qin Yan to roast goose.

The small shop at the end of the street had greasy tables and bowls, but the roast goose was delicious, fresh and flavorful.

"Very good," Qin Yan said.

While eating, Qin Yan told Xiang Linzi the purpose of her visit that day.

Cheng Tianxun: "She might actually be able to do it. That silver tongue of hers can drive people crazy."

Qin Yan: "I also encouraged her to give it a try."

She added, "It's okay if you don't know how at first; once you grasp the knack, you can get the hang of it quickly. The key is that she has quite a talent."

"Are you willing to teach her?" Cheng Tianxun asked.

Qin Yan: "Within my power."

"If you can't teach her, just send her back. Don't be polite," Cheng Tianxun said.

Qin Yan nodded.

The meal was delicious, and the couple were both full. Although the night wind was cold, they decided to take a walk.

The main one is Cheng Tianxun.

He said, "I'm too full, I need to digest my food, otherwise I won't be able to move around when I get back."

Qin Yan: "What kind of activity do we need to do?"

Cheng Tianxun: "He asked a question he already knew the answer to."

Qin Yan immediately understood.

She explained, "I didn't know before, but I know now."

The two weren't arguing, but they went back and forth, neither willing to give the other any leeway.

The night wind was a bit strong, and it ruffled Qin Yan's hair.

Passing by a foreign firm that was still open at night, Cheng Tianxun said, "Let's see what they sell."

Selling shoes, socks, scarves, and gloves.

Qin Yan asked him, "Is there anything you want? I'll buy it for you."

Cheng Tian looked around and asked, "They sell women's items. What do you want to buy?"

Qin Yan said no.

However, there was a pair of leather gloves, which were bright red. The color was particularly vibrant; if you wore a drab gray coat in winter, these red gloves would stand out exceptionally well.

She picked it up.

"Do you like it?" Cheng Tianxun asked.

Qin Yan put it down again: "I don't really like it. Bright colors don't suit me."

"Let's try something different," he said.

He insisted on buying it for her.

Qin Yan didn't want to waste time on trivial matters, so he nodded and said, "Okay, thank you."

She put it on on the way back.

She wore a light gray cashmere cloak, a light white long skirt, and plain boots, with a pair of red gloves that seemed to be the perfect finishing touch.

Cheng Tianxun: "It matches your outfit."

"It's still warm."

She seemed to have something she didn't say.

Cheng Tianxun noticed: "What?"

"This is the first time I've ever wandered around aimlessly and bought things. As a result, I found something that really suits me," Qin Yan said.

Cheng Tianxun: "As long as it suits you."

He added, "When things are peaceful in the future, we'll have plenty of time to wander around."

As he spoke, he took Qin Yan's hand, which was wearing a red glove, and led her slowly away.

The wind picked up, so we got into the car.

Back at the villa, Qin Yan took off his coat at the door as he entered.

Cheng Tianxun turned around and saw that splash of bright red. It seemed to add a splash of color to Qin Yan's dull and lonely life.

Perhaps it was his imagination, but he felt that Qin Yan was very happy tonight.

It's fresh and delightful.

The gift was small and required no return; she accepted it with a clear conscience. It was a joy without purpose or burden.

A slight thought stirred within him.

He went upstairs and pinned her against the bedroom door, gently kissing her.

"I'm going to the hot springs the day after tomorrow," he said.

"Just the two of us, or should we invite some friends?"

"The two of us." He lowered his head and kissed her earlobe. "Qin Yan, no matter what the military government does, let's relax and have some fun first."

Qin Yan said, "Okay."

Cheng Tianxun removed the pearl comb from her hair, and her dark hair fell down, covering the back of his hand, cool and soft.

It's both cold and soft, a bit like her.

He placed Qin Yan on the bed, and he stayed very close to her the whole time.

When it was over, neither of them moved. Because the bedroom was cold, and they were too lazy to take a shower, they lay quietly.

Cheng Tianxun's fingers traced the scar on her right arm.

Qin Yan said, "It's faded a lot. I've been applying the ointment every day, and it should be completely smooth out in two or three months."

Cheng Tianxun kissed her scar, then kissed her lips: "Qin Yan, you never seem to misunderstand me."

Qin Yan: "That's not what you meant?"

"That's what I meant," he replied, "but it could also be misunderstood as me being disgusted by your scars."

"You graduated from the military academy and served in the army. What's there to be ashamed of about your scars?" Qin Yan said. "You have several scars yourself, and you always talk about them with a boastful tone."

Cheng Tianxun couldn't help but laugh.

He hugged her tightly: "You and I have the same brain."

Cheng Tianxun was very satisfied with his marriage.

It wasn't just in bed that the ultimate pleasure between the two of them came from Qin Yan's thoughts. They could always create ripples in the same pool of water, even if Qin Yan couldn't explain it clearly, he could understand it.

Cheng Tianxun often couldn't understand girls, such as Du Zhuojun and Xiang Linzi. He always felt that they didn't speak like human beings.

But he understands Qin Yan.

Qin Yan understood him and was able to take over his responsibilities.

He seemed to have picked up a stone at random, only to find it was a gold nugget covered in mud. Unexpected, and a delightful surprise.