The wealthy man who got married in a flash marriage can’t hide his wife’s vest anymore

Not only Zhou Ruoxuan could see the disappointed look in Zhou's father's eyes, but Qing Li could also see it.

She couldn't help but look at Li Wenshu. Just a few natural words could change Zhou's father's impression of his own daughter. This woman's methods were much more clever than Zhou Ruoxuan's.

Boil the frog in warm water.

Li Wenshu took the initiative to issue a letter of apology so that he could stand on the side of justice and punish Zhou Ruoxuan in the future.

At least in Zhou's father's eyes, Li Wenshu is a gentle and kind person. She almost lost her life rather than let Zhou Ruoxuan go to jail.

Just ask who can do this.

Zhou's father knew that he couldn't do it. If it were him, he would make the man go to jail until he died.

Because of this, his love and guilt for Li Wenshu always remained at a high point, and even if Zhou Ruoxuan played some tricks, it could not affect it.

Perhaps feeling Qing Li's gaze, Li Wenshu gave her a faint smile.

There was an imperceptible depth of meaning in that smile.

Qing Li understood.

Li Wenshu's revenge began.

Looking at their departing backs, Qing Li smiled slightly.

Her goal was achieved. She tried her best to save Li Wenshu, and she finally started to play a role.

Looking back at Du Qianhui, I saw her drinking coffee looking a little lonely.

It seems that what Zhou Ruoxuan said is true. I never thought that someone as outstanding as Du Qianhui would encounter such a thing.

Du Qianhui smiled bitterly, "There is no such thing as true love among the rich. It's all about interests. I should have let it go a long time ago."

Judging from her expression, it was obvious that she was not optimistic enough.

Qing Li didn't know how to comfort her. In a marriage that should be for two people, there would always be a third or fourth person intervening.

After seeing clearly what happened to He Jiangyu, Qing Li felt that it was best to keep to himself, but this also required being hurt before one could let go and see things through.

"Can't we get a divorce?" Qing Li asked.

Du Qianhui sighed, "Most wealthy marriages are arranged marriages, and there are too many interests involved."

Qing Li: "Then just hang on and play your own game."

Let the marriage be in name only. The other party can play around, so why can't Du Qianhui?

She was not advising Du Qianhui to indulge in depravity, she just hoped that she could do what she wanted to do instead of being trapped in feelings.

Du Qianhui smiled and said, "When I can escape from the sea of ​​suffering in the future, let's have a good drink together."

Qing Li nodded.

Du Qianhui suddenly looked in the direction where the Zhou family left. "That Li Wenshu looks much plumper than before. The first time I saw her online, when Zhou's father used her to force you to come forward, she was so thin that only a layer of skin was left. It was scary."

It has been such a short time since we last saw each other, but Li Wenshu's cheeks have started to gain weight and his complexion is rosy. He doesn't look like someone who has been to the gates of hell at all.

Speaking of which, Qing Li also noticed this. If he used traditional Chinese medicine to treat himself properly, he could recover his vitality as soon as possible. However, Li Wenshu recovered really quickly.

"How dare Zhou Ruoxuan compete with you? He Jiangyu is blind. There is a huge difference between you and Zhou Ruoxuan. Is his brain full of shit?"

After scolding someone, Du Qianhui's mood improved.

Qing Li did not comment. No matter what she did, they were divorced now.

However, from the way Zhou Ruoxuan came here to show off today, it can be seen that she is guilty. It is obvious that Qing Li's departure did not allow her to make any further progress.

It’s hard to tell how much He Jiangyu cares about Zhou Ruoxuan, but whenever she’s in trouble, he’s always there for her.

The two chatted for a while and then left. Because of the farce just now, people kept glancing at them from time to time, which made them feel a little annoyed.

Qing Li has no friends of the same age in the capital. Just like in Fufeng City, most of them can be her ancestors.

The strange thing is that she felt comfortable and harmonious with these old people from both body and mind.

So could it be that her mental age has reached this level?

Thinking of this, she jumped a few times in the yard, imitating Zou Xiaolan.

Aunt:"……"

Zou Xiaolan: "..."

She hadn't been to the courtyard recently because of exams, and when she first arrived she saw the master... jumping and skipping around.

This feeling... Master failed to survive the tribulation and was struck dumb by the lightning?

Wait, why does that action look familiar?

As Zou Xiaolan recalled the past, tears suddenly filled her eyes.

That's how she normally walks!

"Master!"

Zou Xiaolan excitedly went forward and gave her a bear hug, "Master, I didn't expect you to miss me so much, I love you so much~"

Qing Li: "..."

What a wind!

Qing Li pushed her away expressionlessly, "What are you doing here?"

Zou Xiaolan saw her walking into the house and followed her in a hopping manner, "Master, you look cold on the outside but warm on the inside. You act so cold, but just now you were imitating my way of walking."

She didn't notice that Qingli's ears were slightly red and she was still talking to herself.

Qing Li felt a little uneasy when he was caught doing such a stupid thing.

"Yes, Master, my former master asked me to give this to you."

Zou Xiaolan put the paper bag on the table and opened it to reveal an elegant mahogany box.

There is an inkstone in the box.

The inkstone is a rectangular hand-held inkstone with a rectangular inkstone chamber on the surface and a deep concave inkstone pool at one end. This is...

The bamboo painting by Qu Ziye in the Qing Dynasty was used as an inkstone!

Although Zou Xiaolan felt that the inkstone was simple and rare, how could she give it to a girl?

"No wonder he became my former master. He didn't give me any jewelry, but an inkstone instead!"

Just as she finished speaking, she saw the master examining it with great interest, and then saw that she looked constipated.

"What's wrong, Master?"

Qing Li kept a straight face and said nothing. She really liked this inkstone, she liked it very much!

But this was a gift from He Jiangyu, and she didn’t want to have anything to do with He Jiangyu anymore.

This bastard, the gift I gave hits the nail on the head, what should I do!

As for buying it...

Qing Li was crying in her heart. She remembered that this inkstone was sold at a high price of more than two million in Hai City more than ten years ago.

Does she have that much money in her account?

Thinking about the special reward for a major project, although he did have that much money, Qing Li still felt heartbroken when he had to take out more than half of his savings to buy an inkstone.

Or just accept it?

Qing Li thought he was not that shameless, so he said he would have nothing to do with the other person anymore, but secretly left a gift behind.

She felt like she was in a cat's claws, but no matter how much she cherished the inkstone, she finally put it back.

Jiang Qingli, don't be so useless!

Isn’t it just an inkstone with bamboo painting and inscription by Qu Ziye from the Qing Dynasty?

Qing Li closed the box again. Her lip line remained a straight line, and the lines on her face were not smooth and twitched from time to time.

The corners of Zou Xiaolan's mouth twitched as well, "Master, if you really like it, then we can stay."

Why is he so conflicted? His expression started to become grim.

Qing Li shook his head and exhaled slowly, "Send it back."

The reason why He Jiangyu asked Zou Xiaolan to give it to her was because among the older generation she knew, no one would help him with this, only Zou Xiaolan could help him.

Zou Xiaolan looked regretful and said, "It's okay if you don't give it to me. My former master gave it to you specially."

Qing Li packed it up again and stuffed it into Zou Xiaolan's random paper bag. "No merit, no reward. Just tell him so."

Just as Zou Xiaolan picked it up, He Jiangyu called.

"Did you receive the inkstone?"

The deep and magnetic voice always makes people feel tingling in their hearts. Zou Xiaolan held her heart with both hands.

My former master is so handsome and has such a nice voice, how could he be a scumbag? Oh no, he is Aquaman. There is a difference between Aquaman and a scumbag.

"I appreciate your kindness." Qing Li tried to keep his tone as calm as possible.

There was silence on the other end of the phone. "Take it as a token of gratitude. If it weren't for you, Director Zhu wouldn't have approved my application so easily, and my first step in the capital would have been bumpy."

It seems... to make sense.

"It's just an inkstone, not a valuable item."

Qing Li was struggling internally.

"If you think it's cheap, you can also consider it as a favor I owe you. I will pay it back to you later."

Qing Li said hurriedly, "No need, I like this inkstone very much."

Forget about owing favors to others. Once you owe a favor, it will be a hassle to repay it. It is highly likely that I will not ask him for anything.

"It's good that you like it. It also comes with ancient ink. If you like it..."

Qing Li: "An inkstone will do."

He Jiangyu: "Well, since you don't need it, I'll just deal with it casually. If there's nothing else, I'll hang up."

Qing Li hesitated for a second, and the other party hung up.

She held the phone in both hands, looking outside with unfocused eyes.

Just deal with it casually...how do you deal with it?

What kind of ancient ink is ancient ink?

Zou Xiaolan stared at Qing Li from the side. She saw that her eyes were unfocused and her expression was frighteningly serious. She had no idea what her former master had said to her.

……

In Fufeng City, on the top floor of He's Building, He Jiangyu tapped the table lightly with his slender fingers, staring at the mobile phone on the table without blinking.

Less than a minute after hanging up the phone, it rang again. I picked it up and saw that it was Jiang Qingli.

Hey, woman.

He Jiangyu lowered his voice, trying not to express too much emotion.

"Is there a problem?"

Qing Li's mind was full of Gu Mo's affairs, and he didn't notice that the other party answered the call immediately.

None of this matters.

"What kind of ancient ink did you just mention?"

"Qing Mo."

Qing Li held his breath for a moment, then said, "How much Qing Mo do you have? What are you going to do with it?"

He Jiangyu's lips curled up into a smile, and his tone was still indifferent, "There are about seven ingots. I haven't figured out what to do with them yet. I'll buy them together at the auction. You know, I don't have any use for them."

Qing Li hesitated for a moment, "Can you sell it to me? I can pay double the price?"

Seven ingots of clear ink cost about 300,000 yuan, which Qingli could still afford.

The corners of He Jiangyu's mouth dropped a little, "Miss Jiang, do I need this little money?"

Qing Li knew that he didn't need it, but he didn't know how to start the conversation for a moment.

He Jiangyu chuckled, "Miss Jiang wants this ancient ink?"

Qing Li didn't say anything.

"We are husband and wife, so let's put it this way. This thing is really useless to me. If you do me a favor, I will give you this ancient ink."

Qing Li frowned slightly.

He Jiangyu knew that she was a tortoise and would retreat into her shell at the slightest sign of trouble.

"I donated to build three schools. There will be a party in the capital in a few days. There will be a business partner at the party. He is an enthusiastic supporter of Mr. Zhu. If you can invite Mr. Zhu, this ancient ink will be given to you."