A whirlwind marriage: The real heiress marries a warlord.

Su Yuzhao's daughter was having a birthday party, and Qin Yan prepared a gift and went over to visit her after work.

"I'm not eating," she said. "I've been very busy lately. Tianxun is busy too; there's a lot going on with the military government."

Everyone was very disappointed.

Su Yuzhao quickly smiled and said, "I know your mission is important. We bought a cake, so take a slice with you to help you on your journey."

She asked the maid to bring out the food box.

Mrs. Lan sat there, her face darkening; she forced herself to cheer up and said with a smile, "Qinyan, take your mother's car home, I'll see you off."

Qin Yan did not refuse again.

Su Yuzhao packed a piece of cake and handed the food box to her driver; Qin Yan and Madam Lan rode alone in her car.

"I'll drive," Qin Yan said.

Mrs. Lan: "Okay."

As the car set off, Mrs. Lan remarked that she drove very steadily.

"Qinyan, where did you learn to drive a car?" Mrs. Lan asked her.

Qin Yan told her briefly.

Luo Qisheng taught her how to drive. This was arranged by Madam Luo, who hoped that Qin Yan would have more contact with Luo Qisheng.

Actually, the driver can teach him.

No matter who teaches him, Qin Yan learns very quickly.

Perhaps her greatest talent is that she learns everything very quickly.

"Did you attend university in Hong Kong?" Du Jia asked her.

Qin Yan nodded: "The Luo family paid for it; I got in through connections. But the courses weren't difficult, and I graduated at the top of my class."

"That's great," Du Jia said.

I feel relieved, yet also heartbroken.

"...Could you tell me about your connection with the Luo family?" she asked again.

Qin Yan also briefly told her.

What Du Jia really wanted to know was what happened to her after she left the Ye family.

After all, she was only fourteen years old at the time.

Qin Yan seemed to understand her hesitation and said, "When I left the Ye family, I stole two large yellow croakers and packed a brand new set of clothes in my schoolbag."

At that time, Ye Xianting wanted to sell me to a forty-year-old man as a concubine, and he had clothes prepared for me.

Although it was ready-made clothing, the workmanship was exquisite. I'm quite good-looking, and my clothes are beautiful, so I can fool people. I pretended to be a spoiled young lady from a wealthy family and spent the big yellow croaker at the gold shop.

I changed my bracelet, ring, and earrings. Especially the rings and earrings; I've changed them many times. They're very useful when I'm out. They won't attract unwanted attention, and I can easily exchange them for change at a pawn shop.

Du Jia couldn't help but laugh: "You're so smart and quick-witted."

How much hardship must one endure from a young age to learn these life skills?

"Ye Xianting is a real scoundrel!" Du Jia said again. "I'm going to bribe the warlord again and tell him to keep finding charges to detain Ye Xianting."

Qin Yan: "No need."

"It's okay, you don't need to worry about it."

"I mean, please don't give the money to the warlord. I'll talk to Tianxun, and he'll handle it," Qin Yan said.

Du Jia glanced at her again.

"Qinyan, you and Young Marshal Cheng have a very good relationship," she said.

Qin Yan: "He's a very good person."

Du Jia wanted to say that he was just too promiscuous and had done a lot of dirty things.

"What are your favorite dishes?" Du Jia asked her again. "Mom will invite you next time. I'll also cook a few home-style dishes."

Qin Yan: "I don't have any dietary restrictions."

"I remember you mentioned last time that you like to eat shredded eel. I can make shredded eel too," Du Jia said.

Qin Yan was silent for a moment before saying, "If we have time next time, Tianxun and I will visit you. We'll try your cooking then."

Du Jia nodded.

As soon as she moved, tears streamed down her face. Afraid that her crying would annoy people, she turned her face away and wiped them away.

She hates people who cry all the time, so how did she become like that herself?

What's the use of crying?

What else can Qin Yan receive?

"Qinyan, Mom really wants to be good to you." Du Jia took a deep breath, trying to make her voice sound normal, "but I don't dare."

You've suffered a lot. If you think that by making amends I can erase all your past mistakes, then you've suffered for nothing.

"Qinyan, I don't know how to deal with the old lady either. We just got you back, and if I argue too much with her, it won't do you any good for your reputation."

"This is your family matter," Qin Yan said.

Du Jia nodded.

Qin Yan added, "I hope you can see things in perspective. I'm still young and don't know what I'll need in the future."

You are older than me. If I encounter difficulties in my life, I would be grateful if you could offer me some guidance.

Du Jia was immediately invigorated.

Indeed, she has just found her daughter and should live well to support her.

The past is over, and no amount of suffering can change it; the mother and daughter must move forward.

"You can ask me anything you need," Du Jia said.

Qin Yan added, "You don't need to feel too guilty towards me. You have shown me kindness in giving birth to me and raising me. You at least gave birth to me, so you are still kind to me."

Du Jia's eyes welled up with tears again.

She nodded vaguely, almost bursting into tears again.

Qin Yan is too kind.

Soon the car arrived at the entrance of Cheng Tianxun's villa. At this moment, the sun had not yet set, and the golden rays of sunlight were dazzling.

Qin Yan brought the car to a stop.

Du Jia got out of the car.

She asked Qin Yan, "Qin Yan, your mother has a favor to ask."

Qin Yan waited for her to speak.

"Mommy wants to hug you," Du Jia said.

Qin Yan's expressionless face remained still for a few moments. She stepped forward and gently opened her arms; Du Jia hugged her tightly.

"Qinyan, it's all my fault!" she cried. "Your mother never abandoned you; I just lost you."

Qin Yan gently patted her shoulder.

Du Jia said, "I will never cry again. I promise you, this is the last time. From now on, let's live well."

She added, "I want to give you some jewelry; please don't refuse. This isn't some compensation; it's a gift from your mother to her daughter."

Qin Yan said, "Okay."

Du Jia then released her.

She wiped away her tears, smiled, and waved, "You go back first. We'll have dinner together another day."

Qin Yan nodded.

Du Jia's driver arrived shortly after in Qin Yan's car and drove off.

Qin Yan stood at the door for a moment.

The gardenia tree in the courtyard has been planted, and the shade structure has been removed. The flowering season is over, and the lush green leaves make it seem stronger than when it was first moved there.

Qin Yan went home.

A moment later, Cheng Tianxun also returned, and the couple ate together.

Qin Yan recounted what had happened that day.

Cheng Tianxun: "Qin Yan, it's very strong of you to be willing to see them and face the past."

Qin Yan: "It's not that difficult."

It's because she made it through.

Simply because she is living a good life now, happier than ever before.

When people are happy, they are more tolerant, willing to reconcile with everything, and willing to accept everything.

Qin Yan felt that she had also become stronger.

As the renovation of the villa was nearing completion, Qin Yan went up to help Cheng Tianxun tidy up his study and noticed two photo frames on his desk.

One is a clipping from a newspaper, and the other is a photo of the two of them together.

"We'll take more photos in the future," Cheng Tianxun said, "so we can look at them when we're old."

Qin Yan said, "Okay."

She said, "I'll show it to the children then."

Cheng Tianxun looked at her with surprise and delight.

Qin Yan: "...I didn't force you to have a child."

Cheng Tianxun scooped her up in his arms: "Qin Yan, you remember genders so well. You don't need to remember some of what I said before. I want to have children, your children!"

Qin Yan couldn't help but chuckle.

She rarely showed a smile.

Cheng Tianxun was greatly encouraged and placed her on his desk.

"No, go back to your room," Qin Yan said.