After rebirth, she abused a scumbag and married a rough man

"Qianqian, the environment here is pretty good, but your wall is a bit low. I'll find some broken glass to put up there when I have time."

Liu Qingyuan had been observing the safety of the surrounding environment since he entered the alley.

It would be very dangerous for Liang Qian, a girl, to live here without taking any protective measures.

"Okay, I'll leave these things to you, boyfriend."

Liang Qian felt a little happy as she watched the man looking around the house.

After flirting, she didn't care what Liu Qingyuan thought and started putting things in, preparing to wipe the house, put down the quilt, etc.

"What did you call me?"

Liu Qingyuan pulled the girl who was about to escape into his arms, lowered his head and asked softly.

Liang Qian didn't expect that this man had no martial ethics and hugged her in his arms without even saying hello.

Suddenly, she heard deep breathing sounds from above her head and a unique masculine scent that spread all around her.

Liang Qian thought of the scene she had just seen on the ox cart, and her head felt dizzy.

"Why aren't you talking?"

Liu Qingyuan looked at the girl with her head down and not saying anything, feeling a little strange. He gently lifted her chin and found that the girl's face was flushed.

Originally he just wanted to joke with her, but now seeing the little girl's expression, Liu Qingyuan felt embarrassed.

But at this moment, Liang Qian's rosy face was as tempting as a peach. Liu Qingyuan obeyed her wish and lowered his head to taste the peach directly.

The small room was filled with pink bubbles for a moment. Liu Qingyuan felt that the peach in front of him was juicy and delicious, so sweet that he was reluctant to let it go. He did not let go of it until Liang Qian could not breathe at all, and finally ended this beautiful scene.

Liang Qian was leaning in the man's broad arms at this time, playing with the buttons on the man's clothes with one hand, thinking that this man was not only domineering but also self-taught.

If they really were together, she didn't know if she could handle this man.

After a while of random thoughts, I heard Liu Qingyuan's voice.

"Qianqian, I want to marry you."

At that moment just now, Liu Qingyuan wanted to hide this person by his side from then on and not let anyone see her. However, the girl was so outstanding that he could not control her. He was always worried that his conditions could not bring comfort to her.

But now he couldn't care about these things, he just wanted to take good care of him and stay by his side from now on.

"Ah, so fast?"

Liang Qian didn't expect that this man would act on his whims. He hasn't settled down yet. If the two of them get married, she wonders what his family will think.

"I'm sorry, I can't promise you now. I promised Grandpa that I wouldn't get married so soon. If our relationship can stand the test of time, then the person I will marry will definitely be you, but not now."

Liang Qian didn't know if her words would be a blow to the man, but she had experienced such a bad marriage in her previous life, and she had no expectations for marriage.

But this man is slowly breaking into her heart. She doesn't know what will happen in the future, but now she feels that getting along with him is still good. She is willing to get along with him first, and let things take their course when the time is right. If it is not right, she will eventually choose to go back to Kyoto to serve her parents.

Liu Qingyuan was not sure whether Liang Qian would agree to get married, especially since they were so romantic just a second ago but she was so calm the next second.

Liu Qingyuan was still sad and disappointed when he heard Liang Qian's words, but when he looked at the girl's face again, he finally sank into despair.

"Listen to you, if you don't have any ideas, it means you don't trust me enough, which means I'm not doing well enough. I will behave myself well until you are willing to marry me."

Liu Qingyuan's words made Liang Qian feel very pressured, and she felt a little depressed for a while, but she didn't show it on her face.

In this life, she has learned to wear a mask when dealing with different people and hide her inner thoughts. She wants to protect herself and not be hurt like in her previous life.

"Okay, then it depends on your performance."

Liang Qian said this with a coquettish look on her face, then left the man's arms and began to wipe the tables, chairs, beds and cabinets in the house.

"Thank you for your hard work today. I will report to the factory later. I will also go to my uncle's friend's house to thank him. I won't keep you here."

When Liang Qian finished cleaning, Liu Qingyuan had already helped clean up the kitchen and other places.

"Okay, I'm almost there to report to the compressor factory. Be careful, and I'll come find you when I have a break."

Liu Qingyuan looked at the time and it was already around nine in the morning. He went to find someone to get some things and then brought them back to her.

After Liu Qingyuan left, Liang Qian took out all the food from the space, arranged them all, locked the door, and slowly walked towards the textile factory.

"Comrade, please stay. No outsiders are allowed to enter."

The gatekeeper looked at Liang Qian, who was dressed elegantly, and stepped forward to stop her.

"Uncle, I'm here to report, and this is my certificate."

Liang Qian handed the certificate to the gatekeeper and looked at it, and then his expression improved.

"So you're new to the office. The Propaganda Department is the third room on the right, on the second floor, upstairs."

When the old man saw that they were from the office, he knew that these people all had backgrounds and were not people he could afford to offend, so he instantly became much more enthusiastic.

"Thank you, sir. Here is for you to lick your lips."

Liang Qian grabbed a handful of the candy her godmother had prepared for her and handed it to the old man.

"Well, thank you."

The old man looked at the candies and thought about melting them in water to give them to his grandson as a tonic.

Liang Qian looked at the textile factory in front of her. It had white walls and gray tiles that were very typical of that era, with big red words written on the wall.

Go to work happily and return home safely.

Liang Qian came to the Propaganda Department with high morale and saw four people inside: a woman was knitting a sweater, an elderly man was reading a newspaper, and the other two were chatting.

"Hello, I'm looking for Director Wang, the person in charge."

Liang Qian's voice interrupted the original order in the office, and several people looked up at Liang Qian in front of them.

"I am. Who are you?"

The man who was reading the newspaper put it down, adjusted his glasses and slowly stood up.

"Hello, I'm Liang Qian, and this is my certificate."

As soon as he heard the name, Wang Zhaohua knew who this person was. This was someone arranged by the county magistrate himself, and he couldn't afford to offend him.

"Comrade Liang, I thought you would come in a while, but I didn't expect you to come early."

After all, Wang Zhaohua was the director of the Propaganda Department and a smart man. He immediately adjusted his expression, hoping to satisfy this old lady and be able to give her some support in the future.

Liang Qian just felt that this man was overly enthusiastic, but she didn't think too much about it. She just wanted to survive well for the next few years and wait until the college entrance examination was resumed before returning to Kyoto.

"I just want to come to work earlier and make a contribution to the factory sooner."

Liang Qian imitated Wang Zhaohua's attitude and was very positive and motivated.

The women who were chatting and knitting stopped what they were doing and looked at this scene, wondering if the sun was rising from the west.