A whirlwind marriage: The real heiress marries a warlord.

Qin Yan's period hadn't ended yet, and Cheng Tianxun had drunk half a jin of liquor. This night was exhausting for both of them.

Later she got a little annoyed.

Qin Yan has never had a temper. She is neither too happy nor too angry, and is always calm and indifferent. Sometimes Ling Manyun says that she doesn't seem like a living person.

"Are you a barbarian or a civilized person?" she asked Cheng Tianxun.

"Outside the bedroom, I abided by societal norms. Inside the bedroom, this is a matter of marital duty, yet you label me as 'savage'?" Cheng Tianxun said.

His tone was not harsh, his eyelids were lowered, and his displeasure was hidden in his eyes.

Because of his attitude, Qin Yan immediately felt a surge of anger.

She said, "Marital obligations must be voluntary for both parties. I don't want to right now."

Cheng Tianxun held her down, preventing her from leaving.

"You didn't refuse just now, but now you're giving up halfway through," he said.

Qin Yan: "If you keep arguing, I can take you down."

Cheng Tianxun was so angry that he laughed.

"At this point, you want to test your skills against me? Do you really think you can beat me?" he asked. "I've practiced martial arts since I was a child."

After saying that, without waiting for Qin Yan's reply, he got out of bed and left, slamming the door shut.

He did not compete with Qin Yan.

The noise startled the maids and adjutants downstairs, creating an eerie silence.

As Qin Yan listened to the echo, he slowly grew angry.

They've been married for so long, and this seems to be the first time they've ever argued.

Qin Yan thought back on the whole thing and felt that he had done nothing wrong; he was very angry, and she was annoyed as a result.

Emotions were stuck in her chest.

That night, Cheng Tianxun slept in the guest room, while Qin Yan slept in the master bedroom.

The next morning, he didn't wait for Qin Yan to have breakfast. When Qin Yan came downstairs, she only saw his figure leaving.

Normally, he would leave before Qin Yan got up three out of five days. But because of the argument last night, Qin Yan felt that he should have said goodbye to her, but he left instead.

He was still angry.

Qin Yan ate breakfast as usual and then drove himself to the newspaper office.

She doesn't drink coffee during her period, so Ling Manyun brought her some hot milk.

The two didn't talk about anything trivial, but neither of them had an appetite for lunch, so they ate some biscuits in the office, which was barely enough for a meal.

When Qin Yao was mentioned, Qin Yan asked her, "Are you wavering?"

After all, he was someone she had liked for so many years.

You're determined to give up, but how can your feelings be controlled? Your heart might betray you without you even realizing it.

Ling Manyun: "No, I don't want to go back to Guangzhou. I talked to him a lot yesterday, and he promised to make changes. But what can I do? I still have to compromise."

She paused, then said, "Qin Yan, I'm not afraid to compromise, as long as I'm willing. Right now, I'm just unwilling."

"You have a strong will. You'll forge your own path, even if it's full of thorns. I've always admired your courage," Qin Yan said.

Her words gave Ling Manyun some strength.

Qin Yan added, "Let's take a look at my little mansion during our lunch break."

Ling Manyun: "The one I bought last time, the one at No. 4 Hongxia Road?"

"Yes."

"What's wrong?" Ling Manyun asked. "Another divorce?"

"No, I just want to take a look," Qin Yan said. "Would you like to stay at my little mansion?"

"The small mansion has more than a dozen rooms. If I move there, I'll need to hire at least one maid to clean. Do you think I have the resources to hire a maid right now?" Ling Manyun said.

Qin Yan: "I'll hire one for you. A house that's never lived in will easily break down. I'll have to spend even more on repairs in the future. You might as well enjoy it and take care of the house for me."

Ling Manyun: "I could never repay you in a lifetime. If I stay at your little mansion again, I'll owe you for three lifetimes."

"The more debts you have, the less you worry."

Ling Manyun: "..."

Even so, she still refused.

She suggested that Qin Yan hire a maid to look after the house and clean it.

"Buy some simple furniture. If you and Cheng Tianxun have a fight, go stay at the small mansion for a few days," Ling Manyun said.

It is also said that "a woman needs a family to support her at all times, especially when they quarrel, her family should take her back."

Since you don't have one, you might as well make one yourself. You have money anyway. A woman with no way out won't get respect. That's human nature.

Qin Yan pondered.

She felt that her argument with Cheng Tianxun hadn't reached that point.

Teeth and tongue sometimes bump into each other.

They've been married for over a year, and this is the first time they've had a minor disagreement—that's only natural.

Therefore, she tidied up the small mansion, ready to "run away" at any time, as if she had no intention of being Mrs. Cheng.

I continued working in the afternoon.

The details of launching the morning magazine were almost finalized. Ling Manyun recruited two chief writers and several clerks; however, the articles submitted by Xiang Linzi were not up to standard.

He didn't get past Ling Manyun.

She still went through a back door and handed it to Qin Yan.

Qin Yan said she could only get 50 points, which was a failing grade. Since it was a failing grade, she couldn't give Xiang Linzi a chance to try.

Around 3 PM, Qin Yan called Xiang Linzi.

She first explained the situation directly, then said that she could help Xiang Linzi and welcomed her to try again in two months.

Xiang Linzi said somewhat dejectedly, "Sister-in-law, I will try my best."

"Aren't you going to take the entrance exam for a church university after the New Year? You should focus on your work first. My newspaper won't disappear; come back when you have time," Qin Yan said.

Xiang Linzi said, "Okay."

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Qin Yan finished work and went to the foreign company.

She got home before five o'clock, but Cheng Tianxun was already back.

He changed into casual clothes and sat on the living room sofa reading the newspaper. Seeing Qin Yan, he nodded slightly: "Come upstairs with me."

Qin Yan glanced at his expression.

I can't figure it out.

She still had her handbag with her, and instead of handing it to the maid, she took it upstairs.

Upstairs in the bedroom, Cheng Tianxun took a brocade box from the drawer of the dressing table and handed it to her.

"jewelry?"

"Open it and take a look," he said.

The brocade box was quite heavy and unwrapped. Qin Yan opened it casually and saw a new Browning pistol.

Its small size made it easy to handle, so Qin Yan picked it up and tried it out.

"I bought ten boxes of ammunition. They're in the small meeting room downstairs. Go and collect them yourself tomorrow morning. Use them sparingly," he said.

Qin Yan looked up.

"Is this a gift?"

"I apologize," he said. "I shouldn't have slammed the door. Whether the bedroom is savage or civilized is up to the wife."

Qin Yan paused for a moment, then organized her thoughts: "I really like the gift, thank you."

"Qin Yan, we are a very suitable couple. I don't want trivial matters to affect our harmony," he said.

Qin Yan nodded: "I was also wrong yesterday."

She was tired and weary at the time.

"This is a gift for you." She also took a box out of her handbag.

It's an ordinary box, but you can tell at a glance that it's a watch.

Cheng Tianxun wasn't particularly fond of wearing a wristwatch because the weight of his wrist affected his shooting. However, when resting in the city, a wristwatch was more convenient than a pocket watch.

The gift Qin Yan gave him was a simple design, without any frills.

The couple reconciled in this way.

Cheng Tianxun felt that couples who made up after an argument should hug and kiss as a way to end it.

But if he insisted on doing so, it seemed that taking their relationship to the next level would disrupt the current balance. He held back.

"I'll go downstairs first. Come down and have dinner when you're done," he said.

He left first.

He seems a bit colder than before.

Qin Yan withdrew his gaze and looked at the new Browning.

She was even happier than when she received the red leather gloves last time.