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

"No, no." Ye Qinglan shook her head hurriedly, "You saved me last time, I should return the favor."

Ye Qinghuan's eyes were distant: "You're paying it back now?"

"No."

Ye Qinglan forced a pale smile and took two steps forward to pull Ye Qinghuan's hand.

Avoided by Ye Qinghuan.

She was a little embarrassed: "Today's matter is too small to be repaid. If my sister needs anything in the future, I will come forward."

"No need for that. It would be better if we never meet again in this life." After Ye Qinghuan said that, he got into the car.

So decisive and merciless.

Ye Qinglan bit her lower lip in disappointment, watching Ye Qinghuan's carriage going further and further away.

The mother was right. It wasn’t that she didn’t choose the right path, it was that she was not as good as her!

In her past and present lives, Ye Qinghuan had always lived a life of luxury no matter who she married. But she, after choosing and choosing, still couldn't get out of the quagmire.

From getting married to being divorced, in just half a year, she felt like she had shed a layer of skin!

An abandoned woman, barren and sterile, where is her future?

Who else is willing to marry her and be her mistress?

No chance.

Even her biological father and brothers began to dislike her, let alone outsiders.

She had only one way to go.

Follow Ye Qinghuan and become Shen Lin’s concubine!

If Shen Lin could give her favor, that would be the best. If not, she could learn from Su Jinxiu and live a stable life, not worrying about food and clothing, which would be considered decent.

right! Just do it!

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It was snowing heavily. Shen Lin stood at the door of his house, looking in the direction he came from.

There was a light layer of white on his hair and shoulders.

He has been waiting for a long time...

Finally, he saw the familiar carriage approaching, and his silent face suddenly lit up.

"General, since you care so much, why don't you go back to the old house to pick up your wife?" After Yu Wuwen came back from the border, he went to work for Shen Lin.

After not seeing him for a few months, Yu Wu has gained some weight.

But Shen Lin doesn't care about this.

He only cared whether Ye Qinghuan had been wronged and whether he came back safe and sound.

"General..."

"You don't understand. My going there will only affect her performance."

Shen Lin said impatiently, striding towards the carriage with his head held high.

The driver saw him approaching and stopped the car, smiling, "Madam, the general is here to pick you up."

"Ok?"

Chunyan opened the curtain and saw a tall and familiar figure standing beside the carriage.

Ye Qinghuan smiled and got out of the carriage: "General, we are only a few steps away from home, why bother coming?"

Shen Lin stretched out his hand, and Ye Qinghuan put his hand in his palm with understanding.

Then the body was pulled forward by gravity, and the whole person seemed to be flying.

Before she could even exclaim, she had already "flown" into his warm and thick arms.

"Are you hurt?" Shen Lin hugged Ye Qinghuan and murmured in a low voice.

"No."

"Are you wronged?"

"nor."

Ye Qinghuan burst out laughing.

"That's good!"

Shen Lin breathed a sigh of relief and hugged her even tighter.

Yu Wu looked at them from three meters away with a complicated look.

But after two or three months away, they are already doing so well. Then can Miss Zhou's wish to return to Shengjing still be realized?

"General and Madam, please take your time. We are leaving first." Chunyu smiled mischievously and ordered the coachman to drive.

The driver really drove the carriage away, leaving the two maids in the carriage and the master and his wife left in the wind and snow.

This is probably the only family in Shengjing that dares to do this!

"Let's go home!"

"Ah."

The two held hands and walked slowly.

Under the drizzling snow, the magnificent Shen Mansion was just a few meters away.

That's their home.

"I've heard everything that happened today..."

"The general also has his moments of cowardice, not even daring to go back to his own home."

Ye Qinghuan pursed her lips and smiled, then turned her head to look at Shen Lin playfully.

Shen Lin was embarrassed: "My mother loves to act like a spoiled brat. If I go there, she can really scare people by making them bleed."

"In fact, I know why you didn't come, and you are right." Ye Qinghuan said, "Mother is very skilled in crying, making a fuss, and then hanging herself. Before, I didn't know that the wife of the general's mansion was like this."

"Well, my mother used to live in the countryside, and only learned how to pretend after she came to Beijing." Shen Lin didn't want to judge his mother too much, so he revealed a little.

Ye Qing smiled: "What a coincidence. I grew up in the countryside and have seen a lot."

Seeing her so considerate, Shen Lin held her hand even tighter.

Marrying her is such a blessing!

When they reached the front of the mansion, Yu Wu bowed and saluted: "Madam."

"Has Lieutenant General Yu returned to Beijing? Is Miss Zhou back?" Ye Qinghuan asked calmly.

Shen Lin's heartstrings tightened immediately, and he answered quickly: "No! I told her to stay at the border and not to return to Shengjing."

Yu Wu: ………

On the way back from the border, he was thinking about how to convince Shen Lin to bring Zhou Niannian back.

In the end, he hadn't even had a chance to speak yet! Ye Qinghuan's question cut off all his options.

Miss Zhou was right, Ye Qinghuan was too cunning.

"Ma'am, let's go in! The kitchen has made mushroom chicken soup, it smells delicious."

"Hey, how do you know I like mushroom chicken soup?"

"Senior Brother Zhou mentioned it to me."

Ye Qinghuan smiled lightly, feeling warm in her heart.

A light suddenly flashed through my mind: Zhou Yian, Zhou Zhengan... The names of senior brother and brother Zhou Niannian seem like they are from the same family.

"Yu Wu is returning to Beijing to report on his work. It has nothing to do with Zhou Niannian. Don't worry about it." Shen Lin explained.

Ye Qinghuan nodded: "Okay."

Thoughts about his senior brother and Zhou Zhengan were diluted by the fragrant chicken soup.