Never divorce, never stop getting rich

The man in black walked lightly and moved nimbly. Wen Chun knew at a glance that this man must be in the same group as the men in black who had besieged him before.

I just don’t know why this group of black-clad men who came to Qian Qiansui’s yard are not only fewer in number than before, but their actions also seem to be extremely cautious, even a little timid.

But no matter what, as long as these people dared to break in, Wen Chun would never spare their lives. Quietly, he reached for the dagger at his waist.

"No hurry, no hurry."

Qian Qiansui seemed to anticipate his nervousness, so he put his arm around his neck, leaned against his shoulder, pointed outward, and said, "Take a look first, don't be nervous."

The next moment, the man in black moved, as if he was very afraid of the little Pekingese in the yard. He almost wanted to walk into the room by sticking to the wall.

Everything went smoothly at the beginning. The little Pekingese didn't even look at him and even yawned comfortably. But when the man in black was about to push open the door in surprise, the little Pekingese seemed to have eyes on its back and rushed over.

Immediately afterwards, Wen Chun's eyes blurred and the man in black actually flew out. Even with his skills, he couldn't see the dog's movements clearly.

"It... the dog..."

For the first time, Wen Chun couldn't find his tongue, because with the common sense he had gained over the past ten years, it was not enough for him to understand why such a small dog could kick such a big man away.

"Isn't it interesting?"

Qian Qiansui looked at another man in black who was embedded in the wall with admiration. Only with such a bodyguard could she sleep peacefully and act tyrannically.

Wen Chun put the dagger back to his waist, leaned against the window and looked at the opposite courtyard wall. No wonder he didn't see a man in black when he first came in.

It turned out that the men in black who had come in before were kicked into the wall by Gouzi. Not to mention fighting with Gouzi, there were few chances for them to even face him.

What kind of monster is this?

"Why would it let me in?"

Wen Chun turned his head slowly and looked at Qian Qiansui. He had no obstruction when he entered the door just now.

Qian Qiansui watched Rice run a circle in the yard, then stand next to a man in black and cross his legs. A stream of clear water gushed out, wetting the man in black's shoes and socks. She couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Of course I let it in."

Reaching out and tugging at Wen Chun's collar, seeing the stunned look on the child's face, Qian Qiansui was ready to destroy the beauty ruthlessly, after all, he had already come here.

"What are you doing? You evil woman! I shouldn't have worried about you, but you're turning evil into good! Next time, even if you die, I won't bother to come and take care of you!"

Protests were futile. After all, practice makes perfect. They had already done it three times, and even the technique of pulling the belt had become much more skilled. Qian Qiansui touched Wen Chun's beautiful little face and revealed an evil smile:

"How can you call it ungrateful? You clearly pledged your love to me, and we're all so familiar with each other now, I can't let you come here for nothing."

"You! Let go, um... let go, don't... don't... don't do this..."

Wen Chun prided himself on being the best martial artist in the world, but he was defeated by Qian Qiansui twice before, so this time he was pushed onto the bed without even having to fight.

He never suspected that Qian Qiansui might not know any martial arts at all, and he even vaguely felt that Qian Qiansui was gentler to him than the previous two times.

After a burp, Qian Qiansui's good mood, which had been ruined by the man in black, returned to normal, and even his face became smoother.

"Okay, stop crying. It's not like I won't take responsibility."

Wen Chun hid in the quilt, his body was covered with bruises, many of which were bite marks. He was afraid of pain, and after being bullied by Qian Qiansui, his eyes were full of tears and he was angry and didn't want to speak.

"Don't worry, I will take care of everything tonight. Just follow me and we will definitely complete the task."

He spoke like a middle-aged scumbag, who was only missing a cigarette. Qian Qiansui hugged Wen Chun and painted a big picture without any psychological burden.

"You said last time that you could help me complete the mission, but what happened? A group of people almost took us all down!"

Speaking of this, Wen Chun became annoyed again. His mission was difficult to begin with. Before coming here, he was prepared to endure humiliation and risk his life. As a result, this woman interfered with him. Not only was he exposed, but he also had to find other ways to stay in the Marquis' Mansion.

"Did anyone on your side see you kill someone?"

If I don't want to be a concubine, I can pretend to be a maid and live in her yard.

"Everyone who saw it died."

As long as Wen Chun is not facing Qian Qiansui, the murderous intent hidden under his calmness will be faintly exposed.

"That's all. Find an excuse to get away with it. Their target is me. If all else fails, just escape and become a maid in my house."

Wen Chun's mission is to kill Fu Zichan, but Fu Zichan is now socially dead, which is no different from physical death.

But if Qian Qiansui said this to him, he would definitely not believe it. It would be better for him to stay there and wait until Fu Zichan did not show up for a long time. He would then have accomplished his mission and could leave naturally.

Although Qian Qiansui's words coincided with Wen Chun's thoughts, he felt that Qian Qiansui was just perfunctory to him, just to keep him stable and find an opportunity to bully him. He had rarely come into contact with outsiders since he was a child, and he could only see the outside world when he grew up and had a mission.

But Qian Qiansui was different from all the women he had ever met. She was too casual and too incompatible with this world.

Even though there is a female emperor in power now and the status of women has obviously improved, the fixed old-fashioned ideas still oppress these women from aristocratic families. Their virtue, appearance, speech and achievements almost restrict their entire lives.

In comparison, Qian Qiansui was too extreme. Even though she was born into a merchant family, it was still too much.

She seems to be indifferent to everything and lingers on the edge of crisis all day long, but her inner decadence and indifference make her extremely bold and crazy.

She even gave new life to a dying chess game, allowing Wen Chun to see the splendor of another kind of life.

Live towards death, Wen Chun suddenly thought of this word.

If Qian Qiansui knew what Wen Chun was thinking, he would only give him six words: Imagination is a disease and needs to be treated!

It's not that she is not afraid of death, nor does she not care about anything. It's just that she has experienced a lot in her previous life and found that anxiety is the most useless behavior, especially for unlucky people like them who have been tricked into a pile of debt.

Instead of worrying, you might as well work hard to make money and eliminate all distractions. It is better to live a miserable life than to die, because as long as you are alive, you can always see hope.

Besides, she was doomed once she arrived here. Even though she understood that even if she died in this world, she would return to her original world, survival was an instinct. Since living was not easy, there was no way she could stop herself from committing suicide.

It's better to try every possible means, at least she still has a life.

It seemed like someone woke up in the yard outside the window, and was frightened by the row of "sculptures" on the wall, screaming and turning around to run looking for someone.

Qian Qiansui squinted her eyes due to sleepiness, and she turned sideways to hug Wen Chun and rubbed against him, about to fall asleep. Wen Chun pushed her and said anxiously:

"Someone in your yard must have been drugged and passed out. The effect has worn off by now, so there's bound to be a commotion soon."

Qian Qiansui said sleepily, "It's okay. Someone will clean up the mess for me. I'll deal with it after I wake up. They won't come in."