No divorce! Mr. Lu knelt down and coaxed him every night.

At night, Chen Jiuyue walked into her sister's room.

Chen Anan hasn't slept yet.

She sat in front of the embroidery frame, embroidering a picture of Tang Dynasty Hibiscus stitch by stitch. This was specifically requested by the National Museum. Chen Anan had spent two years on this embroidery.

Chen Jiuyue stood at the door, looking at her sister quietly.

In her hand she held a tube of ointment.

For many days and nights in the past, she stood at the door of her sister's bedroom, watching her sister embroider quietly. She knew that whenever An An was wronged, she would hide away and embroider. Perhaps when she was embroidering, there would be another peaceful world in her heart.

Chen Jiuyue walked in when Chen Anan was resting.

She pulled her sister to sit on the sofa. Under the light, she looked at her sister's face where she was beaten. The delicate skin was still a little red...

Even a strong man like Chen Jiuyue couldn't help but have tears in his eyes.

She applied medicine to her sister and murmured, "An An, don't come back when I'm not at home in the future. Don't worry about coming back home or the customs... If that old man is not satisfied, let him die."

Chen Anan choked up and said, "Sister."

Chen Jiuyue suppressed her anger for a moment before continuing, "I've already avenged you. He slapped you once, so I went to his little mansion, pulled out his concubine and slapped her twice. If he dares to touch you again, I'll chop off his baby."

"I can say it and I can do it."

"Chen Songqiao better not make me angry."

……

Chen Jiuyue hugged her sister and whispered, "An An, I will always protect you and mom."

Chen Anan was distracted: "Sister, have you ever thought about giving up everything in the Chen family and running away together?"

The light is yellow.

Chen Jiuyue smiled bitterly: "Chen Songqiao won't let go! Even though everyone in the business world knows that he has a concubine and that he wants to leave his wealth to his illegitimate offspring, he still wants the three of us to fulfill his good reputation."

Just get through it.

Only when they become stronger than him can they have true freedom.

Chen Jiuyue couldn't bear to see her sister suffer.

She didn't let her ask Qiao Jinfan for help. She wanted her sister to have a normal and stable life. In the past, Chen Anan also thought she would have it, but within two days of marriage, she realized that how could there be a stable life without love?

A relationship between husband and wife that is not treated properly will only lead to sadness.

She didn't refute, just smiled slightly.

It's quiet at night.

When she was lying alone on the big bed, she also thought of her husband. She thought that he must not have finished his official business in Xiang City, otherwise why didn't he call?

Chen Anan couldn't sleep all night.

……

Qiao Jinfan ends the day's journey.

Originally, he was supposed to stay in the hotel, but after getting in the car, he told the driver from Xiang City: "Let's go to the villa."

The driver stepped on the accelerator and turned the car around.

At one o'clock in the morning, the car slowly drove into the mansion and stopped in front of the main house. Qiao Jinfan opened the door and got out of the car: "Come and pick me up tomorrow morning."

The driver nodded and drove away.

Qiao Jinfan stood in the courtyard——

Night Breeze Hunting.

In the distance, the sound of the whistle on Victoria Harbour came closer and closer, as if whimpering in the night wind... The sound that I had heard thousands of times now sounded strange to me.

He looked up at the villa. It was still the same as before, but also different.

In the past, this was his and Qiao Huan’s home.

Now it's called memories.

This house has not been occupied for a long time, but the cleaning staff has been cleaning it regularly. Every corner of the villa is spotless, and the clothes and jewelry that Qiao Huan had used are neatly arranged and well preserved.

Some small pendants she likes.

Peripheral products of her favorite movie "Falling into Earthly Dust".

Qiao Jinfan picked up the setting book and whispered the two lines of words on it: [When the golden wind and jade dew meet, it is better than countless things in the world]

The meeting of golden wind and jade dew is better than countless things in the world.

Qiao Jinfan murmured over and over again.

That night, he reminisced about his past lover, but never thought about his wife, and never thought about the flame of love that once existed in Chen Anan's heart was extinguished. In her heart, Qiao Jinfan was not her husband, but a man she could never reach in her life.

The sky is bright.

Qiao Jinfan raised his tired eyes——

Today is Qiao Huan’s wedding day.

……

Qiao Jinfan returned to City B on the third day.

In the evening, the sky is filled with colorful clouds.

Speaking of which, he and Chen Anan were also newlyweds, but when his car stopped at the villa, the house was too deserted. Apart from the aroma of food from the kitchen, there was really no smell of life, let alone any bustle.

Qiao Jinfan closed the car door with his backhand.

The servants of the family came to greet him, and he asked as he walked over, "Where's the wife?"

The servant carried the luggage and replied naturally, "Madam is embroidering upstairs. Yesterday, Madam brought back an embroidery frame from her grandmother-in-law. The piece of embroidery Madam is embroidering is really beautiful and gorgeous. I asked around and found out that it is an intangible cultural heritage skill."

Qiao Jinfan paused: "Did the Madam come back yesterday?"

The servant nodded: "Yes! Madam didn't come home on the day she returned home, but she called home."

Qiao Jinfan then remembered that he and his wife seemed to have not spoken on the phone in the past two days, and had not even sent each other a WeChat message. He secretly thought that he should not ignore her like this. After all, she was Qiao Jinfan's wife now.

In front of the stairs, Qiao Jinfan took the suitcase.

"I'll carry it up myself."

The servants just thought that the newlyweds wanted to be intimate and were happy to see it happen.

Qiao Jinfan went upstairs.

The master bedroom was empty and no one was there, but there was a hint of feminine fragrance and a particularly soft feeling, just like the feeling Chen Anan gave people.

Gentle and comfortable.

In the cloakroom, Qiao Jinfan opened the wardrobe. Chen Anan didn't have many clothes and they were not expensive. Most of them were from niche brands priced between 2000 and 3000 yuan. He guessed that there were a few pieces from international brands that she only wore occasionally to show off. He remembered that when they had a blind date, the dress she wore was a Chanel one.

She looks great in Chanel.

Qiao Jinfan married his wife, although without love, but he did not mean to treat her harshly. He wanted to compensate her well for the incident of returning to her parents' home, and the most direct way for a man to compensate is with money.

He found his wife in an empty room.

Chen Anan was embroidering a Tang Dynasty lotus painting. Her long black hair was tied up with a hairpin and she happened to be wearing a set of blue Chinese-style home clothes. She kept her brows lowered and her eyes relaxed while embroidering, and her whole body seemed to be coated with a layer of soft light from the setting sun.

Qiao Jinfan knocked on the door lightly: "An An."

It was the first time he called her that.

Perhaps because they were too close, Chen Anan was a little dazed. After a long while, she looked up at him quietly for a long time and smiled: "Are you back?"

She didn't blame him, nor did she cry to her husband.

In a loveless marriage, unnecessary coquetry and intimacy are actually self-humiliation. She also doesn't think he should treat her well, but she also has the right to stick to her heart.

Qiao Jinfan came over and gently touched the embroidery with his hand. He was more or less amazed: "You have been embroidering for many years, right? Did you learn it professionally?"

Chen Anan nodded: "I learned it from Teacher Xiang Rong."

Xiang Rong is the country's leading embroidery master.

Like thunder.

Qiao Jinfan smiled slightly: "No wonder."

He wanted to talk to his wife about the visit, so he thought for a moment and said, "I left in a hurry the day before yesterday and couldn't accompany you. By the way, there is a derivative project in the company that I can hand over to your father's company. The profit is not bad. I will accompany you home for dinner some other day to finalize this matter."

Chen Anan looked at her husband.

She knew that this was his compensation to her.

She was not someone who didn't know how to deal with things. She first thanked her husband and then told him the truth: "Unfortunately, my sister just took on a project at the Lu Group, and the company's size and manpower may not be able to handle it."

Lu Group?

Qiao Jinfan frowned slightly——

Has Chen Jiuyue had contact with Lu Qun?

Lu Qun has a bad temper.

But he didn't ask in detail. In fact, he was not very interested in his wife or her family. To him, the Chen family and Chen Anan were just a cooperative project of his.

Just treat each other with respect and there is no need to invest too much emotion.

The matter was over, and he took out a gold card from his wallet. It was his supplementary card. He asked Chen Anan to pay for all her expenses on it. The monthly limit of this card was 2000 million.

To be honest, he wasn't really being harsh.

Chen Anan took the card.

She thanked her husband but was not overjoyed.

No matter how slow-witted she was, she understood her own value. Qiao Jinfan needed a married status and a wife who could bear children... If she thought more, she would just be wishful thinking!

Their relationship was neither hot nor cold.

At night, Chen Anan applied skin care products and deliberately avoided her husband's affection.

She lay with her back to her husband.

Qiao Jinfan had no intention of abstaining from sex. After taking a shower, he naturally asked his wife for sex. He hugged her from behind and slowly aroused her womanly needs...

It lasted for a long time in a lukewarm state.

In the darkness, Chen Anan's voice was fragmented: "I'm a little tired!"

Qiao Jinfan's hot breath sprayed on her ear: "Are you still angry?"

"no!"

……

But she couldn't fool men.

Qiao Jinfan kissed the back of her ear, his voice hoarse: "You're not angry, why don't you let me touch you?"

Later, they still had sex.

Chen An'an's whole body was burning, especially her face. The marks from the slap left by Chen Songqiao on her face had already disappeared, but the burning pain was particularly clear at this moment.

She had no feeling.

She just felt embarrassed and broken.

Amid Qiao Jinfan's uncontrollable panting, she burst into tears.

"what……"

But Qiao Jinfan didn't know.

He thought she was happy too.