A whirlwind marriage: The real heiress marries a warlord.

Cen Yan and Qin Yan chatted casually.

He said, "We all advised Lin Zi to study abroad. Things aren't very peaceful in China right now."

"Lin Zi talked to me about this. She said that's what her family planned, but she doesn't want to leave," Qin Yan said.

Lin Zi said she had too many things she couldn't let go of. And what she wanted, she couldn't take with her.

She will not leave Nancheng.

"There are downsides abroad too; it's unstable everywhere. She can go study first, and once she's grown up a bit, met new people, and had a boyfriend, she can return to the port city to get married and settle down," Cen Yan said.

His voice suddenly softened considerably when he spoke the last few words, as if he had choked up.

Qin Yan: "Did she agree?"

"I'd like you to talk to her. She listens to you a lot and admires you greatly. Tell her that if she studies hard, she can open a newspaper like you in the future."

Her family will definitely support her. Not only will her parents give her money, but I will also give her some. Staying here is restricting her. Cen Yan said.

Cheng Tianxun sneered.

He said, "You mean she won't give up on you if she stays in the south of the city?"

Cen Yan remained silent.

"You dislike her that much?" Cheng Tianxun asked again.

Cen Yan looked up at him: "No, this isn't about disdain. She's still young, and she'll definitely regret it in the future. Adults should plan for her. Going out to study is good for her."

Before Cheng Tianxun could say anything more, Qin Yan took his hand under the table.

Her hands are soft, but she can be quite strong when she uses force.

Cheng Tianxun sobered up after being somewhat drunk.

Even in the closest relationships, there are some things that cannot be said, as they can create irreparable rifts.

Xiang Cenyan treated him well and helped Cheng Tianxun a lot; he has a promising future. There's no need to say anything that's meant to belittle him.

Cheng Tianxun is a very rational person. At this moment, he was just dizzy and, under the influence of alcohol, somewhat out of control.

Qin Yan grasped his hand at just the right moment.

"...If she doesn't listen to you, does she only listen to Qin Yan?" Cheng Tianxun changed his mind at the last minute.

Cen Yan: "We should at least give it a try."

As they were talking, the maid announced that Miss Six had arrived.

It is Xiang Linzi.

Xiang Linzi arrived almost in a rage. Upon seeing Qin Yan and Cheng Tianxun, her guess was confirmed, and she threw her handbag at Cen Yan.

"I earned this job through my own hard work. You have no idea how much effort I put in! I tried for several months, writing articles day and night, before Ms. Ling finally gave me this opportunity."

"My father asked you to help persuade me to quit, and you actually helped him?" Xiang Linzi was furious, her face turning red.

Then he said to Qin Yan, "Sister-in-law, don't listen to them, they can't control me!"

Cen Yan stood up, his tone cold and stern: "Lin Zi, come here."

He went to the small meeting room.

Xiang Linzi still wanted to throw a tantrum, but Cen Yan's prestige was even greater than her father's. She had vented her anger in one go, and now she felt a little guilty.

Cen Yan put on a stern face again.

She hesitated for a moment, with Qin Yan and Cheng Tianxun both looking at her, before obediently going to the small meeting room.

Only Qin Yan and Cheng Tianxun remained in the restaurant.

Qin Yan served him some food: "This taro is cooked very well."

"You're not doing this for good luck; you just genuinely enjoy eating taro," Cheng Tianxun said.

The taro reminded him of New Year's Eve.

Qin Yan: "Taro is delicious, and it's filling."

Seeing that Cheng Tianxun didn't touch his chopsticks, she picked up her bowl, put a piece of taro in it, and held it to his lips.

Cheng Tianxun immediately opened his mouth and took a bite.

Qin Yan then fed him some braised beef.

The beef was tender and flavorful, and Cheng Tianxun ate some too.

She wanted to feed him, but Cheng Tianxun helplessly stopped her, saying, "No need, I'm not paralyzed and can't move, so I don't need my wife to feed me."

"Tianxun, when you're too old to move, I'll feed you too," Qin Yan said.

Cheng Tianxun's jealousy vanished instantly.

His lips seemed unable to suppress the urge to curl upwards.

"I'm in good health; I can still feed myself even when I'm seventy or eighty," he said.

"Then when you're a hundred years old. You'll be a hundred, and I'll be ninety-seven. If you can't eat then, I'll feed you," Qin Yan said.

"Are we really going to live together this long?"

"Yes," Qin Yan said firmly.

Cheng Tianxun finally smiled.

He picked up his wine glass, filled it with wine, and then personally poured red wine for Qin Yan: "Is it settled?"

Qin Yan clinked glasses with him.

He drank it all in one gulp; seeing this, Qin Yan had no choice but to finish the wine in his cup as well.

The alcohol was stronger than she had imagined, and her heart was pounding.

"Young Marshal Cheng," Qin Yan called out to him.

Cheng Tianxun: ?

He was just calling him "Tianxun," but after a drink, he suddenly became "Young Marshal Cheng."

"Can I lean on your shoulder? I'm a little dizzy from the alcohol," Qin Yan said.

The chairs in Cen Yan's private residence were very heavy, but Cheng Tianxun dragged them effortlessly to Qin Yan's side, right next to her.

Qin Yan rested her head on his shoulder.

A cool night breeze blew in through the back window, causing the tablecloth to sway and ripple.

Qin Yan felt comfortable and closed his eyes.

"Qin Yan." After a moment, Cheng Tianxun called her softly.

Qin Yan didn't open his eyes, but only gave a muffled response.

"I want to kiss you," he said.

Qin Yan opened his eyes.

Cen Yan and Lin Zi hadn't come out yet. The small reception room was closed, and the servants weren't around; it was just the two of them.

Qin Yan sat up straight, changed her posture, and faced him: "Okay."

Cheng Tianxun's kiss landed on her lips.

It's a little sweet, it tastes like red wine, and it also tastes like her.

He put his arm around her shoulder and deepened the kiss.

He was extremely drunk.

When they loosened up, their lips were both a little red.

Cheng Tianxun's unhappiness of the past few days melted away like snow in early spring under the warm sun, leaving not a trace.

His chair was still leaning against Qin Yan.

After kissing and eating their fill, the two were quite hungry and didn't drink any more alcohol.

Cheng Tianxun's arm was draped over the back of Qin Yan's chair, as if he could embrace her at any moment.

They talked while they ate.

Qin Yan is quite humorous, and she never laughs when she makes jokes, which makes her words especially funny.

When Xiang Linzi came out of the small reception room, she saw the two of them huddled together and couldn't help but roll her eyes.

She really wanted to say that Cheng Tianxun was taking advantage of Qin Yan, but she had finally succeeded in negotiating and didn't want any more trouble.

She deliberately spoke loudly, "Big brother, I'm going back now."

She was saying it to Cheng Tianxun and Qin Yan.

They both turned to look at her.

Cen Yan: "Eat a few bites before you leave."

"I'm not eating anymore. I'm obligated to eat, and I don't want you to try to kick me out later," Xiang Linzi said.

Cen Yan: "Lin Zi, you just promised me you'd speak properly."

"I have to drink bird's nest when I get home. My mother is afraid that I will collapse from working, so she forces me to drink bird's nest every night," Xiang Linzi said.

She greeted Qin Yan again, "President, I'm leaving now. I'll be on time for work tomorrow."

Qin Yan nodded.

Xiang Linzi is gone.

Cen Yan sat down, looking dejected. It seemed the negotiation was in Lin Zi's favor, not his.

However, Cheng Tianxun was already satisfied, having eaten and drunk his fill, and was too lazy to care about his mess.

"We're done eating," he said, taking Qin Yan's hand.

Cen Yan looked at the table full of food, but only touched the two dishes in front of them, and drank only a small portion of the wine: "You haven't eaten much, and you're already done eating?"

"We'll only eat until we're half full for dinner, and then we'll have a late-night snack later," Cheng Tianxun said.

Cen Yan didn't understand what he was saying.

He suspected he was getting old.

They don't even eat dinner properly, and they insist on having a midnight snack to fill their stomachs. What's wrong with young people these days?