My elder sister stole my marriage? She regretted and cried after I married the general.

Forget it. It’s not appropriate to use force in front of Jiahe. I’ll settle the score with Shen Rong another day.

"Jiahe, come home with me!" Qin Baochen reached out and picked up County Lady Jiahe.

Such a plump girl was carried by him like a chick.

Jiahe had just arrived and didn't want to leave, so he struggled: "Uncle, put me down..."

"Shut up!"

The old women and maids who were accompanying them were already accustomed to this, so they smiled and pushed down the sedan chair, lifted the curtain, and respectfully invited their county lady to get into the sedan chair.

"Lord Qin, don't you want to go and see my second brother?" Shen Rong suddenly asked.

Qin Baochen paused and let go of Princess Jiahe.

When she looked back, her fair face was frighteningly gloomy: "I met General Shen, so you won't bother Jiahe?"

Shen Rong smiled: "Master Qin, these are two different things."

"Then what should I do with him?"

"I thought that Lord Qin and my brother were good friends..."

"Friends? Weren't we friends once?"

Qin Baochen exuded a strong murderous aura, like a demon from hell, very scary.

Shen Rong smiled bitterly: "I was the one who was injured, and it was me who had my broken leg. Why don't you think about me?"

"Because you're not worth it!" Qin Baochen said coldly.

Shen Rong looked hurt: "He's the only one who deserves it, right?"

"Does it still matter? Now he is a general stationed at the border, and I am the chief constable of Jingzhao Yi. At most, we are colleagues."

"Oh……"

Shen Rong just smiled and said nothing, his unfathomable gaze expressed it clearly: I know about your relationship, no need to explain.

"I came here for you today." Qin Baochen twisted his neck, flexed his fists and feet, and walked towards Shen Rong.

The creaking sound of the joints seemed particularly terrifying in the ice and snow.

Princess Jiahe was terrified and hurriedly stopped him: "Uncle, please don't hurt him. Please..."

"Jiahe, don't beg him. He just wants to beat me. Come on!" Shen Rong was still driving the wheelchair forward.

The wheels rolled on the snow and every step was difficult.

The servant wanted to help, but was stopped by Shen Rong: "Ajiu, please step back."

Ajiu stepped back silently.

Princess Jiahe has lived in a wealthy circle since she was a child and has never seen the sufferings of the world.

In her eyes, this scene of Shen Rong was the ultimate compassion.

She ran over distressedly: "Brother Rong, my uncle just loves me too much. Don't be angry with him."

"Hmph!" Qin Baochen hummed, feeling very relieved.

At least this girl knows that he is a good person.

It's just that she was raised too naive by ***. Looking around Shengjing, which man can take care of her like ***?

Shen Rong, especially not!

"Wan'er, I'm not as weak as you think. I'm capable too." Shen Rong said softly, "Get out of the way, I'll duel with him."

"No, no." How could Princess Jiahe dare to let Shen Rong fight Qin Baochen?

She knew her uncle's abilities. Not to mention Shen Rong's broken legs, even Shen Lin might not be able to defeat him!

"Wan'er, believe me. I can do it! I have the ability to protect you."

Shen Rong's affectionate eyes were firm and powerful, which was simply amazing compared to his frail and helpless body.

Princess Jiahe was so excited that she turned around and said to Qin Baochen, "Uncle, go back first. I'll come to see you later, okay?"

"come back quickly!"

Qin Baochen finally left.

Princess Jiahe heaved a sigh of relief and smiled brightly at Shen Rong: "Brother Rong, the weather is so cold, you should go home soon!"

"Wan'er..."

Shen Rong suddenly grasped Princess Jiahe's hand.

Jiahe is plump and her palms are warm even in the coldest weather.

In comparison, Shen Rong's hands were too cold.

It was so cold that she felt distressed: "Brother Rong, your hands are so cold! Ah Jiu, quickly send Brother Rong back home to warm him up."

Ah Jiu stepped forward, Shen Rong reluctantly let go of her hand, and asked infatuatedly: "Wan'er, can we meet again?"

"Of course I can! My grandmother said I can marry you." Princess Jiahe blushed shyly, "But I have to go back and coax my uncle first."

"Wan'er..."

"I'll come see you another day."

After Princess Jiahe finished speaking, she turned and ran away.

A group of people marched into the snowstorm, and the front of the general's mansion became deserted again.

Shen Rong's eyes grew colder and colder. He gripped the wheelchair armrests tightly with both hands until his knuckles turned white.

Why does everyone have someone more important in their heart? He can only be ranked behind?

"Third Young Master, let's go back!" Ajiu called.

Shen Rong then took a deep breath and slowly loosened his hand.

Chunyan had been hiding behind the door and saw everything that happened outside clearly.

Her instinct told her that she must not let the Third Young Master catch her peeking.

So, before Shen Rong turned around, he ran back to Jinfengyuan.

Ye Qinghuan was leaning on the couch looking at the account book, while Shen Lin was making tea beside the couch. The aroma of tea was wafting in the warm room.

No matter who looks at them, they are a model of a loving couple.

"Why are you running so fast? What did you see?" Shen Lin asked.

Chunyan looked at Ye Qinghuan hesitantly.

Ye Qinghuan nodded: "The general is not an outsider, tell the truth."

"It was indeed Lord Qin Baochen who came. He didn't want Lady Jiahe and the Third Young Master to have any contact, so they had a big argument and almost came to blows. But later, Lady Jiahe also came. But the Third Young Master said something strange, and I don't understand."

"What?" Ye Qinghuan asked.

"The third young master asked Lord Qin: Don't you want to see the general?"

Shen Lin's face suddenly turned cold: "You have a mean mind!"

"He thought the general would stop this marriage." Ye Qinghuan hesitated for a moment and told Su Jinxiu's ambition, "General, do you want to stop Sister Su?"

"Why bother with her?" Shen Lin snorted coldly.

Ye Qinghuan said: "She is doing this for your own good..."

"I don't need her to meddle in my business!" Shen Lin poured her a cup of tea with disdain, "Mind your own business and think about yourself."

It's rare for the two of you to be together, and always mentioning other women is a downer!

"General, when can I be detoxified?" Ye Qinghuan took the tea and asked with a smile.

Shen Lin calculated the time and said, "The three-month deadline is almost here. I'll find some time to look for Bai Chong."

"Ah."

"The boss behind the Pearl Shop is Shen Rong."

"what?"

Ye Qinghuan was shocked: "Why is it the third brother?"

"Do you really think he has only been treating patients in the North for the past five years? Humph, he has not been idle." Shen Lin sneered.

"Then he is so amazing, he can actually cultivate pearls." Ye Qinghuan thought of Bai Zhi while exclaiming in amazement.

More than ten years ago, my mother wanted to cultivate pearls, which means that the Bai family did have certain technology at that time. More than ten years later, Shen Rong returned to Beijing with pearls, accompanied by Bai Zhi, who was suspected to be a member of the Bai family...

Could it be that Bai Zhi is really my uncle’s daughter?

Unable to conceal his excitement, Shen Lin frowned and asked, "You like pearls very much?"

"No. I suspect that the people who raise pearls are related to the Bai family." Ye Qinghuan said, "General, I still want to meet Boss Bai."