A whirlwind marriage: The real heiress marries a warlord.

Qin Yan wasn't too surprised when he heard this.

Du Rongfei's character can be judged by the most wicked standards.

"Now that the money is in Rongjia Bank, has Madam Lan been implicated?" Qin Yan asked.

The warlord's wife: "This matter is not easy to handle. I don't want her to get involved, because of Lan Changming."

Lan Changming is the Chief of Staff of the military government. Once he is involved, the matter becomes more complicated and uncertain.

"Qin Yan, you have two options: I'll extort a large sum of money from the Lan family to help Madam Lan cover up this matter; or you take this information to the Lan family and do them a favor," the warlord's wife said. "The choice is yours."

Qin Yan could understand what her mother-in-law was saying.

Both options are to conceal the whereabouts of the huge sum of money, not to reveal Rongjia Bank, and to exonerate Madam Lan.

Madam Lan was simply negligent; she shouldn't be blamed for this.

It's not for the sake of the Lan family, but for the stability of the military government. Lan Changming cannot be involved in anything, lest he be exploited by those with ulterior motives and cause further public unrest.

"Mom, use the former. You talk to Chief of Staff Lan. You keep the money; I don't need it. I have nothing to do with the Lan family," Qin Yan said.

"You've been wronged, so you should take the money. There's no need to discuss this further."

"I'm not an unreasonable person. I went through all this trouble and spent forty days to convict Du Rongfei. How can I let things get out of hand? Letting Madam Lan go is for the greater good. It has nothing to do with me. I'm not aggrieved at all," Qin Yan said.

"I mean, you feel wronged that the Lan family abandoned you, and you should get more money from them," said the warlord's wife.

She still remembers it.

She was very busy, managing countless affairs every day, no less so than the warlord.

She still remembered this small matter concerning Qin Yan.

"You only feel wronged when you care. Mom, I don't care anymore. I've already climbed over that mountain; it didn't trap me," Qin Yan said.

The warlord's wife was at a loss for words.

Perhaps she wanted to offer Qin Yan a few words of tender comfort.

But she was only good at giving orders, not at evoking emotions; she couldn't find the right words.

"Then let's do it this way," the warlord's wife decisively decided.

She came today mainly to discuss this matter with Qin Yan.

Meeting outside might be risky, so she made a special trip to Qin Yan's villa.

Qin Yan said yes.

She invited the governor's wife to stay for dinner.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law ate in a serious manner and didn't talk much. The maid thought they had quarreled.

"Did Madam make things difficult for you?" the maid asked Qin Yan after the warlord's wife left.

I'm a little worried for Qin Yan.

Everyone knows that being a daughter-in-law is difficult. The warlord's wife was aloof and stern, with a powerful background, and also served as a diplomat; her role as a daughter-in-law was even more challenging.

"No, Madam has come to discuss important matters," Qin Yan said.

She went upstairs.

That night, she couldn't help but think that Cheng Tianxun had been away for almost fifty days.

The warlord's wife just said that Cheng Tianxun has arrived in Yicheng.

In another two weeks, he and the warlord will be back.

The flowers he gave to Qin Yan in the first month of the lunar calendar are still there in Qin Yan's hands; they have now turned into a pile of dried petals.

It wasn't moldy or powdery, and it sat on Qin Yan's desk alongside the turtle he had carved.

Yesterday, Ling Manyun said, "Are you short of money? Go buy another bouquet of flowers; these flowers are so withered."

Qin Yan said, "This was a gift from my husband."

They even got into a fight over that bouquet of flowers.

To be precise, Qin Yan choked him, and then he apologized to Qin Yan. The whole commotion started over buying this bouquet of flowers.

It would be such a waste not to leave it for a longer period of time.

Ling Manyun said nothing more.

The next day at work, Qin Yan noticed the flowers on her desk and thought about it seriously: "I really should throw them away and buy a new bouquet."

She didn't used to like flowers very much.

Just then, someone knocked on the office door.

Qin Yan assumed Ling Manyun had something to say and casually mentioned coming in.

"...What kind of flower is this?" Cheng Tianxun asked.

Qin Yan paused for a moment before slowly raising his head.

The light at the doorway was dim, and he stood in the shadows, tall, imposing, and majestic. His face was expressionless, and he seemed rather dark-skinned.

"When did you get back?" She stood up, suppressing all her emotions in an instant, her face expressionless.

Her voice was steady.

Cheng Tianxun: "Did I disturb your work? You go ahead and do your work, I'll wait for you downstairs."

"I'm not busy," Qin Yan said. "Mom said you won't be back for another two weeks."

"Your matter has caused such a big fuss, I insisted on coming back, and the warlord can't be so heartless," Cheng Tianxun said, adding, "I arrived in the early hours of the morning and took care of some things before coming here."

Qin Yan noticed that he had changed into clean clothes, and his hair had been washed and combed neatly.

This is not like him at all.

"Please sit down. I'll finish what I'm doing. It'll take at most an hour," Qin Yan said.

Cheng Tianxun: "I'm too lazy to sit. I'll go downstairs for a walk and come back up in an hour."

He turned and left.

As with every reunion after a long separation, the two seemed like complete strangers.

Qin Yan has a lot of things to do.

If she left it unattended, it would delay tomorrow's newspaper printing, and Ling Manyun would definitely scold her to death.

Qin Yan was patient in doing things.

Ling Manyun brought in tea and saw that Qin Yan was alone: ​​"Where is your husband? I'll ask him to come in first, I'll go pour the tea."

"I'm busy, so he went out for a stroll first," Qin Yan said.

Ling Manyun put down her teacup: "You can leave once you've finished your business this morning."

She went out for a walk, then came back and piled up a lot of documents for Qin Yan. "Take care of these too, so you won't be unable to come tomorrow morning."

Qin Yan: "..."

What was supposed to be an hour's work was extended by Ling Manyun, and Qin Yan was busy until 11 a.m.

When she finished work, she breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

It's finally done.

"You don't have to come tomorrow," Ling Manyun told her.

"Okay," Qin Yan said.

Cheng Tianxun said he was going out for a walk and would be back an hour later, but where was he?

As soon as I got down to the first floor, I saw Cheng Tianxun holding a bouquet of roses.

The flowers in March were fresher than those during the Lunar New Year. The roses were vibrant and luscious, and he held them in his arms with fiery passion.

Qin Yan took a few steps forward.

"This is for you," Cheng Tianxun said. "I told the florist to deliver it to you every Monday. Just throw it away if it wilts."

Qin Yan took it: "Thank you."

She added, "That bouquet was the one you gave me last time, so I didn't throw it away."

"I know, there's a tortoise next to it," Cheng Tianxun said, taking her other hand. "I'll send more in the future. I don't need the money for flowers."

His hands tightened and tightened.

Qin Yan then said, "How about I go home for lunch and have some home-cooked food? I'm not very hungry."

Cheng Tianxun is good.

The car returned to the villa, and the couple chatted idly.

She asked Cheng Tianxun how his patrol was going and whether it was safe; then she told him about her family affairs, picking and choosing what to say.

Cheng Tianxun said a few words briefly.

We soon arrived at the villa. The construction barriers at the entrance had been removed, and the exterior of the building had been completed. It was currently under renovation inside.

I estimate I can move in by the end of the year.

Upon entering, Qin Yan handed the flowers to the maid and asked her to arrange them in a vase. She then went upstairs with Cheng Tianxun.

"I'm going to take a shower first," Qin Yan said. "I've been busy these past few days."

She went to the bathroom.

After washing up carefully, Qin Yan heard the bathroom door move.

She turned around and saw Cheng Tianxun through the misty air; he was only wearing pajama bottoms again.