A whirlwind marriage: The real heiress marries a warlord.

Cheng Tianxun hasn't been busy these past few days.

Cen Yan invited him to the club to play cards, and he went.

Xiang Linchuan sat to the side watching, holding a glass of wine in his hand. Cheng Tianxun said, "Sit on the other side, don't spill the wine on my hands."

Upon hearing this, everyone's gaze fell upon his wrist.

A brand new watch.

"Was it a gift from your cousin's wife?" Xiang Linchuan joked.

Cheng Tianxun: "Of course, I'm not you."

"What's wrong with me? I don't usually accept gifts from women; I always give them out myself. I have a reputation for being generous," Xiang Linchuan said.

With unparalleled beauty, extreme wealth, and the powerful and influential Xiang family behind him, he enjoyed an excellent reputation among the young ladies of Nancheng.

Regardless of their social standing, they were all willing to marry their daughters to him.

When a person is outstanding to a certain extent, minor flaws, such as being too philandering, are hardly considered defects.

He boasted for a while, and Cheng Tianxun then shoved his hand under Cheng Tianxun's ribs.

Xiang Linchuan staggered backward, nearly breaking his ribs: "Why are you resorting to violence?"

"I told you to move aside, but you're still making a racket here," Cheng Tianxun said, lighting a cigarette.

The lighter next to him had a piece of leather worn off; it must have been worn down from carrying it around all the time and accidentally bumped into it.

But he won't change.

He said last time that it was a gift from his wife.

Xiang Linchuan loved to flirt with him, and after circling around, he came back: "Can I borrow your lighter?"

Cheng Tianxun picked it up and put it back in his pocket, ignoring him completely.

He ignored her, but that didn't stop Xiang Linchuan from teasing him from the side: "Second brother, when are you going to have a child?"

"Not for now," Cheng Tianxun said.

Why?

Cheng Tianxun was about to answer, but then sensed that Xiang Linchuan's words were malicious. He turned to look at him, "Are you leaving or not?"

Xiang Linchuan jumped back a bit to avoid being hit again.

During a break, Cheng Tianxun and Cen Yan smoked in the small lounge next door, and Cen Yan asked Xiang Linchuan the same question.

Why don't you have a child?

"I don't have time to raise children right now," Cheng Tianxun said. "When I was little, I always hoped that my father, grandfather, or uncle could play with me, but I never saw them all year round."

Later, I lived with my maternal grandfather and enjoyed a few good years. After much thought, I realized that whether I had a son or a daughter, the father was always the most important. "How many days a year do I actually have to raise children?"

Xiang Cenyan did not have this problem.

He said, "Everyone may have different ideas. Guns have no eyes, leaving descendants is a way to be true to yourself and your parents."

"And what about your wife?" Cheng Tianxun asked. "Have you treated her well? She had a child and lost her husband; her situation must have been incredibly difficult."

Xiang Cenyan laughed and said, "Didn't you not study any modern books? How come you have such unorthodox ideas?"

A wife who has children is considered a wife of the Cheng family. Otherwise, regardless of whether her husband is dead or alive, she is considered inferior.

For women without children, there's some security as long as their husbands are alive. But once their husbands die, their relatives and in-laws might even sell them off.

Unless her family is very powerful and can help her.

Of course, the governor's mansion would not treat its daughter-in-law so harshly; Xiang Cenyan was merely recounting the experiences of women from ordinary families.

"Not only do I not want to, but Qin Yan doesn't want to either," Cheng Tianxun said.

"You two..."

"We're doing fine," Cheng Tianxun said.

As he spoke, he frowned slightly.

He and Qin Yan had a good relationship; they rarely had conflicts and could quickly resolve anything.

Cheng Tianxun was quite pleased, until this argument.

When they argued, problems arose, and he felt that nothing was right.

He could tell whether he was drinking a glass of warm water or a glass of strong liquor. His marriage with Qin Yan was too pure.

It was so pure that there was no entanglement or emotion involved.

It's annoying to argue over something trivial and end up in a stalemate. But it's also inexplicably frustrating when you can't even get into an argument.

Cheng Tianxun felt he had spent too much time in the city, and he was becoming somewhat addicted to the comforts of women. Six months ago, he wouldn't have felt these emotions; he would have only been pleased that Qin Yan was "understanding."

Qin Yan, however, remained unchanged.

She continued to go through the motions, dutifully fulfilling her duties as a wife.

Cheng Tianxun felt that if she had a different husband, Qin Yan could still be a good wife, just like he was.

"What's wrong with it? Everything's good!" Cheng Tianxun forcefully stubbed out his cigarette.

Cen Yan: "..."

They played cards until very late that day, and the game ended in the early hours of the morning.

Xiang Linchuan was quite sensible and called Qin Yan early on, telling her not to worry and that she could go to bed early.

As I was leaving, I ran into a group of people who had just finished their gathering.

Xiang Linchuan spotted Qin Yao.

"Brother, when is that person leaving?" Xiang Linchuan asked.

Xiang Cenyan was unwilling to discuss official business casually, so he gave Xiang Linchuan a look, telling him not to cause trouble.

The people over there saw them.

They greeted each other.

Including Du Zhuojun.

Du Zhuojun was slightly drunk, and a young woman was supporting her. She saw Cheng Tianxun and walked towards him.

She said, "How long are you going to keep my brother locked up?"

Last time, when Du Zhuojun's younger brother went to cause trouble for Qin Yan, his driver and attendants were beaten to death by Cheng Tianxun, and her brother was imprisoned in the military government jail.

That happened around the Mid-Autumn Festival in August, and they still haven't released them; it's been several months.

Chief of Staff Du seemed to have forgotten about the matter.

Cheng Tianxun's adjutant inquired and learned that the younger brother was born to a concubine. The Du family has too many concubines and even more children, so this is probably not a big deal.

"I am not in charge of the military government's prisons," Cheng Tianxun said coldly.

Du Zhuojun was almost furious; her face flushed red. "What good does it do you to deliberately retaliate against me?"

"What's it to you?"

"You locked up my brother," she said.

"Everyone is equal before the law. Of course, someone like you who just studies and coasts through life wouldn't understand these words. Call your father to ask me," Cheng Tianxun said.

He glanced at the people around him.

Lieutenant Qian was about to step forward.

Du Zhuojun had a clever person by her side who immediately pulled her back a few steps.

"Zhuo Jun, why make things so ugly? Will you two stop seeing each other in the future? Leave some room for maneuver," a woman said.

Cheng Tianxun frowned.

The man next to Qin Yao, wearing a dark blue cashmere cloak, had his gaze fixed on Cheng Tianxun's face, his eyes unreadable.

He had fair skin, making him stand out even in a crowd late at night. He was impeccably dressed, looking as fashionable as someone in a magazine.

Cheng Tianxun noticed his gaze and looked over.

"Who is he?" he asked Xiang Cenyan.

Xiang Cenyan: "His name is Luo Qisheng..."

They talked a lot more after that, but Cheng Tianxun remembered it as soon as he heard the name.

Qin Yan said "I have an improper relationship with him," and it turns out that it was him, the fourth young master of the Luo family, the head of the Hongmen in Hong Kong.

He glanced at him indifferently and got the impression of a "pretty boy," not even as good as Xiang Linchuan. At least he didn't know how to dress as well as Xiang Linchuan.

The pretty boy seemed to have a good relationship with Qin Yao; the two of them were standing alone.

Cheng Tianxun turned around and got into the car.

Xiang Cenyan got into his car.

"Do you need me to keep an eye on Luo Qisheng?" Cen Yan asked him. "This person may have other purposes for coming to Nancheng."

"Who cares what their purpose is?" Cheng Tianxun said.

Xiang Cenyan then asked him if he wanted to release Du Zhuojun's brother, so that she wouldn't bring it up every time.

"I won't let her go," Cheng Tianxun said. "Letting her go would give them more ammunition to smear me. She and the Du family are used to this kind of trick."