The villain who never surrenders [Quick Transmigration]

Seeing Qian Chenghui leaning on the side of the bed with one hand, leaning over and waiting for her answer, Rong Ling opened her eyes wide in surprise.

Bai Yelian really hit the mark, when did she become so obedient?

Before Rong Ling could speak, Qian Chenge got a little closer.

There was some heat from being sick on her body, Rong Ling quickly realized: "No, it's nothing, I'm just a little hungry."

Chijoe took a fixed look at her, then stood up straight after a while, rang the service bell beside the bed, and ordered her aunt to bring the food.

After a while, the aunt brought up the hot meal and placed it on the table in the bedroom.

Because Qian Chenge was sick, her portion was just light porridge and side dishes, but Rong Ling's food was much more refined.

"It's really useful..." Rong Ling murmured while stirring the soup in the bowl with a spoon.

She asked Bai Yelian for advice: "Then what should I do next?"

"Rong Shangshen don't need to worry..." Bai Yelian said, "Even if you don't do anything, Master Feng will be in trouble..."

Why did this sound so weird? Rong Ling didn't have time to think about it. Suddenly, Qianjoe's voice was a little hoarse because of a cold: "Is it delicious?"

"Ah?" Rong Ling raised his head abruptly, then nodded again trying to cover up, "That's right."

Only then did she notice that what she was drinking happened to be a bowl of oxtail bone soup.

Sure enough, Chijoe's voice sounded again: "Compared with the soup stewed by that male omega, isn't it better?"

What's the problem? The aunt of Qiancheng's family earns five figures a month, has received professional training, and is proficient in cooking and frying. Of course, she is much better than Lin Mu, an amateur.

The answer was clearly written on Rong Ling's face.

"So..." Qian Chenge asked again, "Rong Ling, when will you marry me?"

"Ahem..." Rong Ling almost choked, she took a sip from the water glass in her hand, and then stretched out her hand to touch Qian Chenge's forehead.

Chijoe did not avoid her soft palm, and even enjoyed her warmth a little.

It's just that her eyes still looked straight at Rong Ling: "I'm sober..."

I don't know if it's because of the fever, but Rong Ling inexplicably felt that even Qian Cheng'e's eyes were hot.

She subconsciously withdrew her hand, but Qianjoe grabbed her wrist, and she whispered with thin lips: "Rong Ling, there are many advantages to marrying me."

Of course Rong Ling knew, but what she didn't understand was——

"Why me?" Rong Ling asked without thinking.

If she wanted to get married, Chijoe could have chosen an alpha who matched her well in the high society, or an omega who was more gentle and obedient. It shouldn't be herself who just slapped her last time.

Qian Chenghui paused, as if she didn't expect Rong Lingjie to ask.

Her thin lips were drawn into a line, and it took her a long time to give a reason: "Because you were the first person to mark me."

It seems that this alpha dog has serious cleanliness, Rong Ling thought.

It's just that she didn't expect that as Chijoe, she had never been marked. Anyway, it's okay for Alpha to be marked by different people. Is it necessary to be so guarded?

Seeing that Rong Ling was blankly thinking about something, Qian Chenge got up and took out a document from the drawer.

The contract in black and white was spread out in front of Rong Ling's eyes. Before she could see what it was, she heard Qian Chenghui explain: "This is the equity and property transfer document. After you marry me, part of my assets will be transferred. Here it is, so you don't have to worry about not being able to rely on you after marriage."

It turned out that when I woke up just now, I thought Chijoe was busy with work, but in fact she was looking at these things?

Rong Ling was a little confused, and these things didn't look like they could be sorted out in a short time. Did Qian Chenge have plans?

Qian Chenghui's next actions verified Rong Ling's conjecture, and she actually took out another thing: "With this, I think you're going to be dead!

In her hand, is a ring box.

The gemstone ring inlaid with velvet in the box is exquisitely crafted at first glance. The pure color diamond is not too big or small, like a dazzling teardrop, shining like the brightest star in the sky.

This is what Qian Chenge happened to see when he was driving home the last time he left Rong Ling's house.

The gemstone ring is placed in the center of the window of the luxury store, and the festive atmosphere of the New Year has not affected its independent coolness and beauty.

It's like a familiar omega.

When Chijoe got out of the car and walked into the store to express his intention to buy it, the clerk gave a slight sigh of relief〗This is a diamond ring designed by an Italian master, and it has been our flagship store for many years This treasure is only for exhibition, not for sale. "

In Chijoe's world, there is no problem that cannot be solved with money.

When the price she offered was enough to buy the entire luxury store, the store manager had a polite expression on his face, "Wait a second, let me talk to the headquarters, and I will contact you within 24 hours." "

That night, Chijoe sat at her home and received this beautifully packaged diamond ring delivered to her door.

Originally, she planned to give this ring to Rong Ling when she found a suitable time, but now seeing Rong Ling's hesitation, Qian Chenge, who has always been calm, couldn't hold back, and used her trump card lights up.

Rong Ling didn't expect that she was even ready for this, and opened her mouth slightly in shock.

San in his mind couldn't wait to urge her: "Hurry up! God Rong promised her that after getting married, you can transfer in an open and aboveboard manner. Master Feng."

It sounds like it makes sense...

etc!Rong Ling suddenly woke up.

One is an omega and the other is an alpha, and Chijoe and I are not only disparate in status, but also in wealth.

Even if there is no such thing as a divorce cooling-off period in this world, Chijoe has said it nicely right now, but when she gets married, if she backs out, won't it be easy to deal with herself?

After all, in the eyes of the whole society, Omega is nothing more than a subsidiary of Alpha, and has no rights of its own at all.

"Let me think about it." Rong Ling said, "But before that, I have a request."

"you say……"

Chijoe added: "As long as I can do it, I can promise you."

"Don't worry, it's not an embarrassing request." Rong Ling raised the corners of his lips, "Miss Qiancheng's condition is indeed very exciting, but if our marriage is made public, then from now on, my name Definitely Ya Tuan Π Tiao Huang Zhen!

"I don't want to be anyone's vassal, so our marriage relationship can't be made public, let alone let outsiders know about it. You can't interfere with anything I do as a wife."

After a brief silence, the ring box in Chijoe's hand was snapped shut.

She wondered if she had auditory hallucinations, and squinted her eyes to look at the person opposite: "You mean, we can't let others know about our marriage?"

"That's right..." Rong Ling nodded, "Not even your relatives, um... the only ones who can be excluded are the staff of the Ministry of Civil Affairs."

This kind of request was indeed something that Rong Ling could make, but Qian Chenge still couldn't avoid asking: "Rong Ling, do you know how many people want to marry me?"

Of course Rong Ling knew it, she would also go surfing with Xian Xian when she was alone at home, and in the online voting, Qian Chenge, who is the boss and goddess all in one, is the diamond king and fifth in everyone's heart.

Regardless of alpha, omega, or beta, she is the one she most wants to marry.

But what does that have to do with me?

Seeing that Qian Chenge didn't seem to want to agree, Rong Ling had no choice but to stand up and pick up his bag: "It seems that Miss Qian Cheng can't accept this request, so I won't stay here to hinder your eyes, I'll go first, goodbye. "

"Wait..." Before she finished speaking, Qian Chenge stood up, "I didn't say no."

Under Rong Ling's dumbfounded expression, Qian Chenge put on his coat and said calmly: "Are you free now, should you bring your ID card?"

Rong Ling was still a little unresponsive when the marriage certificate, which had just been printed out and still radiated warmth, was in his hand.

Is she really married to Chijoe?

This is too fast!

Compared to Rong Ling who was confused, Qian Chenge was much calmer.

When the two were sitting in the back seat of the car, she took out the ring again and put it on for Rong Ling.

The silver diamond ring fit perfectly between Rong Ling's slender and fair ring finger, as if it was born for her, the two fit perfectly.

The corners of Qianjoe's lips ticked imperceptibly, but she still spoke calmly: "If you don't like this ring, you can customize it again."

"No need..." Rong Ling hurriedly refused, and now that she was wearing this one, she looked flustered enough and didn't dare to think about it any more.

The badger in Qian Cheng's eyes was a little bit, but he still didn't let go of Rong Ling's hand, but slowly moved his slender fingers - interlocking with her fingers.

Just like that, Rong Ling was held tightly by her, and the palms of the two pressed together intimately.

This reminded Rong Ling of the time when he was taking wedding photos at the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Marrying Qian Chenge so soon, Rong Ling hadn't even figured out who this person was, so it was inevitable that she would feel a little uneasy when sitting next to her.

And Chijoe was always serious and cold.

"The two newcomers, please laugh and take an umbrella! "Today is a day of great joy, you should be happy, what are you saying with airs. "

The people at the marriage registration office are used to seeing all kinds of visitors, and they are also public officials.

The staff member raised his head and instructed Chijoe on the left: "Young man, come closer, hug your wife by the waist."

"Such a beautiful wife, if you don't hug her, you won't have a place to cry when someone else hugs her."

Hearing these words, Qian Chenghui's lips tightened, thinking of something, she stretched out her arms to wrap around Rong Ling's slender waist.

She was a bit strong, Rong Ling originally took off his coat to look good in the photo, and was wearing thin clothes, but when Qianjoe hugged her waist like this, it was like being tickled and wanted to hide.

Subconsciously, she wanted to push away Chijoe's hand that fell on her waist, but instead, she grabbed it tightly and pulled it into her arms.

Just like that, Rong Ling was held tightly in her arms.

With a click, the wedding photo was taken.

Against the red background, Rong Ling was leaning on Qianchenghui's shoulder, and the eyes of both of them were shining with tiny gleams.

The car stopped at the intersection of traffic lights, and Rong Ling woke up from the memory.

Seeing that the driver continued to drive forward after the green light turned on, Rong Ling hurriedly said, "Wait, Secretary He, please stop at the bus stop ahead."

"What are you going to do?" Chijoe asked.

"Go." Rong Ling said casually.

Seeing He Qing's posture, she planned to drive directly to Qiancheng's house, so she might as well take the bus back from the nearest bus stop.

"Go?" Qian Chenghui sized her up, "Aren't you married to me? Where are you going?"

"I married you, and I didn't sell myself to your house. Why did I go to your house?" Rong Ling answered as a matter of course, "Besides, we are married and equal to each other. Why should I go to your house?"

I don't know whether she is justifiable or justified.Anyway, Chijoe was silent for a moment.

Seeing that Rong Ling opened the car door and was about to get off, Qian Chenge grabbed her hand and pressed the button with the other hand to raise the partition between the car and the front seat.

Alpha's breath came from behind, Rong Ling froze and forgot his own movements.

Qian Cheng'e's eyes fell on the back of Rong Ling's slender and fair neck, and her eyes became dark involuntarily.

"Let go, let go." Surrounded by her alpha pheromone, Rong Ling was almost out of breath, and his face gradually turned red.

However, Qian Chenge did not do what she wished, instead she got closer and closer from behind, imprisoning Rong Ling in her arms.

Can't let outsiders know, can't live together, so what is the purpose of her marriage?

Thinking of this, Qian Chenge bit Rong Ling's earlobe angrily.

She didn't use too much force, but under the action of alpha pheromone, it still made Rong Ling tremble.

Rong Ling's lips parted slightly, his breathing was a little short, and his face turned crimson.

She had to beg hard for mercy: "Chinjoe, let go..."

"We are already married, should we change our address?" Qian Chenge whispered beside her ear.

Rong Ling bit her lower lip tightly, refusing to go along with her wishes.

Chijoe was not in a hurry, the tip of her nose lightly rubbed against the soft skin of Rong Ling's neck, and her pheromones hit Rong Ling wave after wave like a heat wave.

At such a time, Rong Ling's hands and feet became limp, and he couldn't think of anything with his remaining rationality.

"pat-"

Uncontrollably, a tear fell on the leather cushion.

This is the omega's uncontrollable physiological reaction when facing a powerful alpha, and Rong Ling couldn't help but tremble all over.

Then, she heard a sigh from behind her ear, and Chijoe turned her face away with her slender fingers: "Why are you crying, wife?"

As she spoke, she licked the tears on Rong Ling's face with the tip of her tongue.

Rong Ling trembled all over, and subconsciously wanted to struggle, but was caught by Qian Chenghui and couldn't move.

The fiery breath brushed against his cheeks, Rong Ling closed his eyes tightly, and felt that Qianjoe seemed to be licking his own eyelashes.

She gritted her teeth, thinking of Bai Yelian's own things, and decided not to confront Qian Chenge head-on: "It's not impossible if you want me to go to your house."

Chijoe paused, waiting for her to continue talking with great interest.

Rong Ling raised his hand tremblingly, opened his palm and compared a number: "Five days a month."

Calculated, it happens to be the number of days of my estrous period.

Qian Chenge laughed lightly, and said noncommittally: "God."

"No, it's only a month..."

"One day." Chijoe interrupted.

"How do you add..."

"Two days."

Rong Ling was silent, and she pursed her lips: "Okay..."

Only then did Qian Chenge show some joy. She grabbed Rong Ling's hand hanging in mid-air, gently rubbed her soft palm, and her eyes fell on Rong Ling who was bitten by herself. on the lips.

When Rong Ling reacted, Qian Chenge had already held the back of her head and kissed her accurately.

Rong Ling was about to back away, only to realize that he sat on her lap at some point, and there was nowhere to hide.

And in order not to fall backwards, she subconsciously hugged Chijoe's neck tightly, which was more convenient for her to deceive.

When he was dizzy from being kissed, Rong Ling heard Qian Chenghui whisper in his ear: "Call me honestly, is it that difficult?"

Her warm and humid breath penetrated directly into the cochlea, Rong Ling was bewitched into a daze, and blurted out his wife.

Qian Chenghui was finally satisfied, the corners of her lips raised slightly, and she ordered the driver to drive to Rong Ling's house.

After sending her home, Qian Chenge obviously wanted to enter the house, but this time Rong Ling was more careful, sneaked into the house, and then quickly closed the door with a snap.

Qian Chenge, who was still unable to hold herself back, felt ashamed, knowing that she had gone too far just now, and Rong Ling would not let her open the door anyway, so she had to leave first.

After a while, Chijoe turned back again, carrying a large bag of things in his hand.

These are all kinds of dumplings and bread she bought in the supermarket downstairs, and they can be left for Rong Ling for breakfast.

This time, Qian Chenge left completely. Sitting in the car, she sent Rong Ling a WeChat message, reminding her to hang the things on the doorknob, so that Rong Ling could take them into the room and put them in the refrigerator earlier.

After xing this message, before Rong Ling could reply, Qian Chenge changed her note to wife.

Even so, Chijoe still felt that it was not enough.

Her gaze fell on the bright red marriage certificate, she picked it up, opened it, and took a photo.

Then, Chijoe sent this picture to Moments, and accompanied it with a smiling expression that was enough to show her state of mind, without looking too complacent.

Of course, Chijoe did not capture Rong Ling's face and name in the photo, only her own name was revealed.

Rong Ling said that outsiders should not know that they were married, but she didn't say that outsiders should not know that they were married.

Chijoe thought of it with peace of mind.

In fact, Rong Ling was playing with his mobile phone when he received the message.

It's just that she suspected that Chijoe was cheating on herself, so she simply ignored it and set the message to remind herself in half an hour.

She then played the game and received a reminder, and then she was sure that Chijoe had really left, then got up and opened the door, dragged a large bag of food in, and put it in the refrigerator according to the classification of frozen and refrigerated.

When he picked up the phone again, Rong Ling, who was obsessive-compulsive, tapped the red dot on Moments.

The first marriage certificate came into view, and Rong Ling's eyelids twitched instantly, and his anger went straight up.

She searched all the options in the circle of friends, and now she can only comment and like, there is no function to like up and down, so she has to throw the phone aside.

In the next few days, Rong Ling didn't even bother to hear about Qian Cheng'e, but was obsessed with playing games.

Rong Ling played dimly in the virtual world until Tang Su called and brought her to reality.

"Miss Rong..." The woman's voice on the phone smiled, "I have a New Year's gift for you."

"Really?" Rong Ling yawned, "I would like to hear more about it..."

After thinking about it, Tang Su obviously accepted Rong Ling's proposal of cooperation between the two. In order to show her sincerity, she followed Rong Ling's request and found a job for Rong Ling.

Curator of a museum.

This museum was originally privately owned, but it was only recently planned to open to the public. Because of its rich collection, the news that the museum was open to the public immediately attracted a lot of attention.

Rong Ling didn't care how Tang Su helped her find this job, she weighed it, this job has exposure, is compelling, and she should be able to make some contacts.

Rong Ling agreed without hesitation.

"But Ms. Rong has to think about it." Before that, Tang Su persuaded, "This job may expose you to the public, and you are an omega, and you will definitely be a good person by then." ..."

"No problem..." Rong Ling has even been a big star before, so he cares about this bloodbath.

She hit it off with Tang Su and agreed to discuss more on the day of the public exhibition in the museum.

But before that, Rong Ling had to meet Tang Su and other partners of the museum.

The next day, Rong Ling deliberately changed into a lady's suit, painted himself a light makeup and went out.

Sitting in the car, Bai Yelian screamed in her mind: "Is Rong Shangshen really going to cooperate with Tang Su? But you are already married to Lord Feng?"

"What's the matter with getting married? Do I have to hang on to her forever?" Rong Ling said disdainfully, "As the so-called three caves of cunning rabbits, I have to leave a way out for myself."

"But……"

"There's nothing wrong with it." Rong Ling interrupted her, "This world is already unfair enough to our omega, I have to find a way to benefit myself a bit, which can be regarded as robbing the rich and helping the poor."

Lily fell into dementia.

Why does it feel that Rong Shangshen seems to be becoming more and more cunning?She wasn't like this before.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhmmhh

Then what should Master Feng do if there is an illusion?

Amid Bai Yelian's panic, Rong Ling arrived at the museum on time.

After meeting several collaborators, Rong Ling realized that they and Tang Su jointly bought the museum and made the decision to open it to the outside world.

The partner and Rong Ling made an appointment to meet at the museum, naturally to see if she could afford the position of curator.

Originally, the moment they saw Rong Ling, they subconsciously wondered whether this handsome omega got this position through connections.

But after walking around the museum for less than half an hour, Rong Ling's words and demeanor dispelled everyone's suspicions.

A group of people looked at a variety of collections, and Rong Ling was able to accurately point out its year and tell its historical connotation for almost every kind.

The eyes of the other partners looking at Rong Ling gradually changed from suspicion to approval, and even Tang Su didn't expect that her surname was Xing Chuangxuelong

After all, she had already planned for Rong Ling to conquer her partners with her beauty, but she didn't expect that she could really rely on her talent.

Rong Ling didn't care about the strange gazes of the few people, she stopped at a mutton jade vase from the Song Dynasty.

Rong Ling leaned over slightly, and took a few careful looks.

"What is Miss Rong looking at?" Tang Su asked.

"This vase... is fake." Rong Ling said lightly.

"How is it possible..." Someone in the partner retorted immediately, "The collections here have all been appraised by experts, so there can be no problem."

"That's right..." Someone echoed, "Miss Rong, are you sure?"

"It's fake..." Rong Ling smiled and said, "If it's not, I can give up the position of curator."