As soon as Qiao Changqing came out of the side courtyard, a servant was kicked away in front of him.

A hint of interest flashed in his eyes.

This woman is a formidable fighter.

Dou Shiliu's long hair flew wildly, with a few strands dancing on her face.

It looks a bit like a crazy, wild dance.

"Brother, give me my sister-in-law."

She beat him so badly that even his own mother wouldn't recognize him.

Qiao Changqing was slightly taken aback, but shook his head indifferently: "No."

He carried it for a long time, from Xingjie in Wencheng to the Marshal's Mansion here.

I haven't even tasted it, how can I give it back to her?

"Looking for a beating?"

"Ha, woman, do you know who you're talking to?"

"I know, the dignified Commander Qi of Wencheng."

With the help of the system, Dou Shiliu had already thoroughly investigated this man.

"You know that, yet you still speak to me like this?"

Shouldn't she be screaming and fawning over him, begging for his affection?

Dou Shiliu smiled. Was this man trying to make her laugh to death?

"Enough with the nonsense, give it to me now, she needs to register at school."

Missing out was a devastating blow to Mu Shaoyi's family.

"No, she has to be my concubine."

Dou Shiliu threw a punch at the wind, his eyes coldly fixed on the man.

The man slightly turned his head. "Miss is quite capable."

The force of her punch made his face sting slightly.

Qiao Changqing narrowed his eyes slightly, a smile playing on his lips, his dark eyes revealing an indescribable depth.

"You're not a pushover if you can dodge my punches."

Dou Shiliu coldly withdrew his fist, looked up at him formally, and put away his arrogant attitude.

"Meeting is fate, why not stay and make friends?"

Qiao Changqing was quick-witted; he knew he had to befriend this woman, as it would be extremely beneficial to him.

"Okay, give me my friend first, because she's going to some winter school later, and I'd like to arrange a car for her if possible."

Dou Shiliu did not refuse the olive branch extended by the man.

Qiao Changqing chuckled as he watched the woman climb up the pole; his rugged features gave Dou Shiliu a hint of handsomeness.

"Okay, what's your name, Miss?"

"You Ran"

...

When Mu Shaoyi regained consciousness, she was in the car and panicked.

"Awake?" A familiar voice came from the side. Mu Shaoyi turned her head to look, and Dou Shiliu was squinting at her.

"You Ran...I..."

Mu Shaoyi suddenly realized something was amiss, unsure how to explain. Wasn't she kidnapped? How did she end up in the car, and whose car was it? You Ran's? No, no, no…

Mu Shaoyi was a little confused, her eyes filled with hesitation...

"Shh..." Dou Shiliu made a shushing gesture, "Go report first, and we can talk about any questions later."

Mu Shaoyi nodded, a little nervous since she was going to school soon, and the car was quite novel. Wait a minute…

What's with that little dress of hers?

The fabric feels so soft and supple...

Mu Shaoyi touched Mo blankly, then looked up at Dou Shiliu in a panic, only to find that Dou Shiliu was still wearing the same clothes, which were a little dirty.

In comparison, she was practically a refined young lady from a noble family...

But this skirt is a bit short... it doesn't even cover her ankles.

She blushed slightly, feeling a little embarrassed.

Dou Shiliu glanced over and thought, "Sure enough, good-looking people look good in anything."

Mu Shaoyi's slightly form-fitting dress perfectly accentuated her figure, highlighting her curves.

She looked rather down on her luck. After we took her inside, Dou Shiliu went on a shopping spree.

Big sales!

"We've arrived, Miss You."

The driver was given to them by Qiao Changqing. Dou Shiliu opened the car door.