A whirlwind marriage: The real heiress marries a warlord.

Cheng Tianxun opened his pocket watch.

There is a small portrait inside.

"When did we take this picture?" he asked.

In the photo, he and Qin Yan both appear to be looking at the camera, standing very close together. Qin Yan's expression is gentle, unusually not so cold.

He didn't remember them taking a photo together.

"When we came out of the train station that day, didn't a reporter take pictures of us? I asked someone to find out which newspaper he worked for."

"I specifically bought this photo, as well as the front page headline from that day, and told them not to write about it. But the photo is really beautiful, so I got it printed," Qin Yan said.

He added, "I've put one in my pocket watch, and framed the other in a small photo frame. I'll give it to you later."

Cheng Tianxun remained silent for a moment.

His gaze deepened as he looked down at the photograph, his fingers gently tracing its surface, and he said softly, "I like it."

Qin Yan: "Want to go dancing?"

"it is good."

He put the pocket watch in his coat pocket.

No one went to the dance floor, men and women alike, because they were waiting for the "host" of the banquet to start the first dance.

Cheng Tianxun took Qin Yan's hand, and the couple glided onto the dance floor.

He casually glanced around.

The men dressed in fashionable attire, but none of the women wore brightly colored clothes. Every cheongsam was pale, except for Qin Yan, who wore a silver-red cheongsam.

She wore gold jewelry to match the gold pocket watch she had given her; her clothes were also designed to complement the gift.

No one else would steal her thunder. No one else wore gold except her.

She put her heart into it.

Every detail is so exquisite that it's truly touching.

"Qin Yan, I was afraid you wouldn't want to celebrate your birthday, so I specifically asked your mother not to mention it. It's not that I treat you like an outsider," Cheng Tianxun said.

Qin Yan: "I truly do not wish to be born."

She added, "I don't need to wait until my birthday to receive many gifts from you."

Compared to that box of precious gemstones and jewelry, this gold pocket watch is far less valuable, not even worth a fraction of its price.

Besides gemstones, he also gave Qin Yan checks, diamond jewelry, and other gifts.

Qin Yan was returning the favor.

"Thank you." Cheng Tianxun lowered his head, his lips brushing against her earlobe, and gently kissed it.

Qin Yan quickly turned her face, her lips brushing against his lips in a swift motion.

It was so fast it was like Cheng Tianxun's illusion.

She has always been quick-witted.

Cheng Tianxun looked at her, his steps faltering slightly, as Qin Yan accidentally stepped on his foot.

"Is this also a birthday gift?" he asked.

Qin Yan replied calmly, "What?"

Cheng Tianxun: "..."

Was it really just an illusion?

But that's not right!

No matter how funny or sad something is, Qin Yan never shows any expression. She always looks very serious, just like now.

She definitely did it on purpose.

In front of everyone in the room, she kissed his lips.

Cheng Tianxun couldn't help but smile: "Thank you, Madam. You're so kind."

Qin Yan didn't say anything, her expression remaining calm, but she reached out and wiped his lips. The movement was quick, as if it were just a light touch.

She whispered, "Go back to the small lounge and wipe it off; you've got my lipstick on it."

Cheng Tianxun: "I'm not afraid."

Everyone was watching.

Even the slightest abnormality eventually caught everyone's attention; especially Xiang Linchuan, who had the sharpest eye.

As the dance ended, applause erupted from all around. Qin Yan and Cheng Tianxun thanked them and left the dance floor.

As the new music began, others gradually entered the dance floor.

Xiang Linchuan, forgetting about dancing, moved closer to Qin Yan and Cheng Tianxun: "Second brother, here you go."

He handed me a snow-white handkerchief.

Cheng Tianxun knew what he meant, and glanced at him: "Get out of here."

"Wipe it off, or your cousin-in-law will think your mouth is diseased and will dislike you. Look how red it is," Xiang Linchuan said.

Qin Yan glanced at it; it wasn't obvious.

With a light touch, just a tiny bit got on him, and she reached out to wipe it off for him.

Xiang Linchuan noticed their actions and deliberately came over to tease them.

"Thank you, cousin." Qin Yan took it. "This handkerchief is really beautiful, it looks like one specially made for Wanxiulou. I'll show it to my maternal grandfather and uncle later."

Xiang Linchuan's expression suddenly changed: "Sister-in-law, don't make wild guesses. This isn't a handkerchief specially supplied by Wanxiulou. It's just ordinary silk."

"It seems you really know about the handkerchiefs specially supplied by Wanxiulou?" Qin Yan asked.

Xiang Linchuan: "..."

Cheng Tianxun didn't understand. "Wanxiu Tower" sounded like the name of an embroidered tower, but Xiang Linchuan seemed so nervous, so it didn't seem like it.

In many upscale establishments, the prostitutes will prepare small gifts for their guests. These gifts are very practical and serve as a reminder for them to become repeat customers from time to time.

How did Qin Yan know?

However, she should know that news agencies reach all sorts of people, from the most shady to the most obscure. Wanxiulou might even approach them to publish GG (Goblin).

We live in a new era now.

"No need to wait for Grandfather to come back. Tell Cen Yan to break his legs as well." Cheng Tianxun took the handkerchief over.

Xiang Linchuan was on the verge of tears: "It's really not! Give it back to me!"

Later, Cen Yan came to the rescue.

Xiang Linchuan broke out in a cold sweat. Watching the two of them walk away, he complained to Cen Yan.

He said, "My cousin's wife is like an angel, untouched by worldly concerns. How could she be so wicked?"

Cen Yan: "When she was fighting Liu Jinyao, you called her a female war goddess. Isn't it normal for her to be cunning? Don't go around stirring up trouble."

Xiang Linchuan lost, and he accepted it wholeheartedly. Next time he teases Cheng Tianxun, he'll do it when his cousin-in-law isn't around.

He wanted to talk about what he had seen on the dance floor, but Cen Yan ignored him and warned him to "be careful what you say."

Qin Yan and Cheng Tianxun went to the small lounge.

She wanted to remind him to wipe his lips again so that no trace would remain, but he teased her again. Instead, Cheng Tianxun pressed her down and kissed her.

She rarely applied lip rouge, and almost all of it ended up on his lips.

When she stopped, she looked at it for a while and said, "Your lips look a little swollen."

It's not that it's actually swollen, but rather that the lip rouge can't be wiped off, and the residue has left a mark.

Qin Yan used a handkerchief dipped in the tea beside him to wipe it, but it still wouldn't come off.

"Forget it," Cheng Tianxun said. "It's my birthday today, and apart from that unreliable Lin Chuan, no one dares to upset me."

He added, "That guy should have his legs broken. He hasn't been taught a lesson enough."

Qin Yan agreed with this statement.

The two of them discussed what excuse they could find next time to beat up Xiang Linchuan. They talked about it in a very detailed and detailed way, as if they were discussing matters of national importance.

Under the guise of these words, the two kissed again.

Kissing someone seems very interesting and especially enchanting.

"Shall we leave soon?" Cheng Tianxun said in a low voice.

Even though he had eaten it for two days in a row, he was still feeling a surge of passion, his desire was swelling, and his mind was racing.

Qin Yan seemed hesitant.

"What's wrong?"

"I can make up an excuse to fob you off," she said.

"to be honest."

"To be honest, my brother has prepared a lot of fireworks and plans to set them off at nine o'clock tonight to celebrate with you. It's a surprise for you," Qin Yan said.

Cheng Tianxun: "..."

"I also want to see the fireworks. How about we wait a bit before we leave?"

"Fine, they're being respectful to me, so I'll give them a friendly welcome," Cheng Tianxun said.

Qin Yan: "..."

Amidst the fireworks, Qin Yan and Cheng Tianxun stood under the eaves, and he brazenly held her hand tightly.

Cen Yan stood beside them.

Xiang Linzi stood on the other side of the fireworks, surrounded by her friends; while Cen Yan stood on this side, a great distance between them.

During the Chinese New Year, the two of them stood together watching the fireworks.

Therefore, the three people on this side had increasingly cold expressions, as if even the most dazzling fireworks could not melt the ice on their bodies.

Cheng Tianxun was putting on a brave face, feigning composure and calmness; if he were to keep smiling, it would make him look undignified. Qin Yan was used to it. As for what Cen Yan was thinking, outsiders had no idea.

After the fireworks ended, Cheng Tianxun couldn't wait to leave.

The banquet ended as soon as they left.

Back at the villa, Qin Yan instructed the maid to bring out the items.

"These are the clothes and shoes Mom prepared. She said she makes them for you every year, and she made them early this year too, but you said you didn't want them. She still sent them over and told me to handle them," Qin Yan said.

Cheng Tianxun: "..."

She really is his biological mother.

His advice was wasted.