Imperial capital.

In the extremely luxuriously decorated living room of the bridal chamber, Jiang Guidong was so angry at Meng Qiuyue that he could hardly breathe. The two had disliked each other before they got married, and now that they were married and forced to live under the same roof, it was even more unbearable.

What made Jiang Guidong most angry was that he couldn't beat Meng Qiuyue, the tigress.

Fortunately, he still has Master Jiang as his trump card.

As soon as the call was connected, Jiang Guidong lowered his voice and said, "Master Jiang, I'm getting married today. I'm so mad at that bitch that I have a headache. I wonder if you are free in the near future?"

Jiang Feng did not hesitate at all and responded directly: "Brother Dong, I am now at my girlfriend's house in Shenzhen. Give me the address and I will fly there tomorrow."

"Good brother, that's very nice!"

Jiang Guidong clapped his legs excitedly and said, "Tell me what time you will arrive tomorrow and I will pick you up at the airport."

Jiang Feng didn't bother to be polite and responded with a smile. Then the two chatted for a few more minutes before hanging up the phone.

Jiang Guidong stared at the door of the master bedroom for several seconds, and snorted in his heart: "Meng Qiuyue, you stinky bitch, I'll let you be proud for a day, and then I'll show you how I'll deal with you later."

Thinking of the scene where this bitch would stick her butt out and let him whip her one day, he felt inexplicably excited.

…

Shenzhen Stock Exchange.

Huang family.

Seeing Jiang Feng hang up the phone, Huang Lingwei asked: "Are you flying to Beijing again tomorrow?"

Jiang Feng nodded and said, "The person who just called me is the son of a high-ranking official in Beijing. His father was a deputy leader before he retired and had great influence. He asked me for help, so I definitely can't ignore him."

Huang's father and mother were stunned. They knew that their future son-in-law not only earned hundreds of millions of dollars in the past year, but also had a very strong network of connections. However, they never expected that his network of connections was so strong.

That's a leader at the Kouyu level. Even if he's just a deputy and has already retired, he's still a heavyweight. Being able to build a good relationship with the direct descendants of such a big shot is something that many people would love to have.

It's really amazing that their future son-in-law can get such a person to call for help!

Huang Lingwei was surprised and asked, "Brother Feng, what does this high-ranking official's son need your help with?"

Jiang Feng smiled and said, "This is naturally related to my profession. His marriage is a political marriage, and his wife doesn't get along with him at all. He asked me for help because he wanted me to help him solve his marriage problems."

When Huang's father heard this, he couldn't help but remind him, "Xiao Jiang, this marriage problem is not so easy to solve. Don't let yourself get into trouble without eating the mutton, or you will lose a lot!"

Huang Lingwei smiled and continued, "Dad, don't worry about this. Brother Feng is not only good at predicting marriages and offspring, but also has deep attainments in marriage mediation. He has helped many clients solve their marriage problems in the matchmaking agency before!"

Jiang Feng also smiled confidently and said, "Don't worry, Uncle Huang. I won't do anything I'm not sure of."

Father Huang nodded and said, "Well, as long as you have confidence!"

…

The next day.

At 2:35 pm, Jiang Feng's plane arrived at Daxing Airport.

A few minutes later, he got into a Hongqi sedan.

"Master Jiang, when Brother Long and Sister Long got married, although they didn't have much affection for each other, they managed to get along for two or three years. On the surface, they were getting along well without any quarrels or fights."

While driving, Jiang Guidong complained: "But this fierce woman I married has a temper that can really make me explode. I can't even get through a day with her."

Jiang Feng, who was sitting in the passenger seat, said without further ado, "Brother Dong, please provide me with your and her birth dates, as well as her name, and I will calculate your marriage fate first."

Jiang Guidong was naturally aware of how good Jiang Feng's ability to predict marriages was. When he heard him ask this, he immediately said excitedly: "Her name is Meng Qiuyue, and her birth date is... My birth date is..."

"Let me calculate it first!"

As he spoke, Jiang Feng began to check the matching information of Jiang Guidong and Meng Qiuyue.

There was no problem in other aspects, but when Jiang Feng saw Meng Qiuyue's personality, he became more and more surprised.

Who would have thought that with her status and position, and the tigress character that Dong Ge mentioned, she would actually have masochistic tendencies?

After reading the matching information of the two, Jiang Feng did not speak immediately, but began to organize his words. After more than ten minutes, he said: "Brother Dong, I have already figured out your marriage with her."

Whether he is willing or not, whether he likes it or not, his wife is destined to be that bitch. Unless something major happens, this marriage will accompany him for the rest of his life.

Therefore, even though Jiang Guidong was extremely disgusted with Meng Qiuyue's personality, when he heard Jiang Feng's prediction of his marriage with her, he immediately asked, "So, are we really incompatible?"

Jiang Feng shook his head and said, "Brother Dong, there is no incompatibility between you and her. To be honest, you two are quite compatible."

Jiang Guidong was puzzled, "Since there is no incompatibility between us, why did she get angry after I said a few words to her? Besides, she doesn't like me, and I don't like her either. This is obviously not the behavior that a couple should have."

Jiang Feng said: "This is because the way you get along with each other is not right. To put it bluntly, you don't understand her, and she doesn't understand you. In fact, you both had prejudices against each other at the beginning and had no interest in understanding each other. This is what led to the current situation."

"Master Jiang, from what you said, it seems that she and I are a good match?"

"Let me put it this way. If the full score is 100, your marriage would probably score 72 points."

Jiang Guidong was really surprised to hear this score. 60 points was a passing score, and their marriage could score 72 points. Doesn't this mean that his marriage with her is pretty good?

Although this conclusion seemed incredible to him, Jiang Guidong still chose to believe Jiang Feng's judgment.

"Master Jiang, what do you think I should do?"

Jiang Feng thought for a moment and asked, "Brother Dong, do you want to see immediate results or do it slowly and quietly?"

Jiang Guidong said without hesitation: "Of course I want to see immediate results."

Jiang Feng said: "That's easy, just force her!"

Jiang Guidong's hands trembled when he heard this, and the car that had been moving swayed from side to side. He turned his head to look at Jiang Feng and said with a wry smile: "Master Jiang, please don't play such a deadly joke on me!"

Jiang Feng was also startled. "Okay, it's not safe to talk about this on the road. I'll talk to you in detail when we get there!"

Jiang Guidong: “…”

…

Half an hour later.

A five-star hotel.

Seeing Jiang Feng put away his luggage, Jiang Guidong, who had been holding back all the way, couldn't help but ask: "Master Jiang, what did you mean by what you said to me in the car before?"

Jiang Feng sat on the sofa and said, "That's what I meant. As long as you make her stronger, her attitude towards you will change completely. Then it will be a natural thing for your relationship to warm up."

Jiang Guidong's eyes widened. "Master Jiang, are you sure you're not kidding?"

Jiang Feng said seriously: "I'm not kidding."

Jiang Guidong was silent for a moment before asking, "Master Jiang, can you tell me the logical relationship?"

Jiang Feng had already organized his words when he was in the car. Hearing this, he did not hide anything and said directly: "The logical relationship is actually very simple. Her personality is a bit similar to that of Princess Jianning in The Deer and the Cauldron. Brother Dong, do you understand what I mean?"

Jiang Guidong blurted out: "She has a masochistic tendency?"

Jiang Feng nodded and began to speak at length: "In fact, each of us has a tendency to be masochistic. The most typical example is eating chili peppers. Among the four flavors of sour, sweet, bitter and spicy, sour, sweet, bitter and spicy are all taste sensations, but spicy is a pain sensation rather than a taste sensation. Therefore, liking to eat chili peppers is, in a broad sense, masochism.

In addition, liking to drink bitter coffee, bitter beer, running, and even massage (professional massage, the kind that feels extremely sour and refreshing, not the kind that you just dawdle with a young lady) are all manifestations of masochism.

Of course, there are many subdivisions of masochism, which I will not list here one by one.

Although she has a tendency to be masochistic, it is not as serious as Princess Jianning. Her level of masochism can just enhance the interest between husband and wife. As long as you use it well, you will enjoy it in the future."

Jiang Guidong was stunned.

Whenever he mentioned masochism in the past, he subconsciously thought that the other person was sick. It was not until now, after listening to Master Jiang's words, that he realized that everyone has masochistic tendencies, the only difference is the degree of masochism.

After thinking it through, Jiang Guidong no longer thought there was anything wrong with Meng Qiuyue's masochistic tendencies.

"Master Jiang, it's a bit embarrassing to say this, but she is a black belt in Taekwondo. I'm afraid I'm no match for her!"

Jiang Guidong said somewhat embarrassedly: "I don't think I can force her to do it. I might even get beaten up."

Jiang Feng smiled and said, "Brother Dong, let's try something flexible. Since you can't beat her when you're sober, let's try to get her drunk. If she's eighty percent drunk, she probably won't be able to beat you."

Jiang Guidong's eyes lit up when he heard this. "Then I'll ask her out for a drink in the evening under your name, Master Jiang. After all, among the three solutions you told me last time, there's the option of getting drunk. She shouldn't be suspicious."

Jiang Feng reminded: "You'd better make arrangements in advance and replace the wine you drink with water or drinks, so that you don't drink too. If both of you drink too much, the plan will be aborted."

"I understand."

Jiang Guidong nodded, and finally asked a little nervously: "Master Jiang, your calculations must not be wrong, otherwise, if something goes wrong, I will be in trouble when she sobers up!"

Jiang Feng smiled and said, "I am taking risks when I give you this idea. If you fail, I will not have a good ending. So don't worry, as long as you operate it properly, the result will definitely be good."

With Jiang Feng's assurance, Jiang Guidong felt reassured. He said excitedly, "That's good. Let's go eat first. I'll ask her out for a drink later after I've made arrangements.

Damn it, she made me so angry last night, I must teach her a lesson tonight."

…

A Taekwondo club.

Meng Qiuyue is honing her Taekwondo skills. As a newly promoted first-degree black belt, she still has a long way to go. Although her technical moves have become very proficient after long-term practice, she still spends a certain amount of time every day honing her skills.

After practicing for two full hours and sweating profusely, Meng Qiuyue stopped to rest.

Seeing her stop, a woman with short hair came over and teased, "Comrade Meng Qiuyue, if I remember correctly, you got married yesterday, right?"

Meng Qiuyue rolled her eyes at her bestie and said, "Wang Meihua, if you feel like itching to do something, let's have a fight."

"No, I don't want to get beaten."

Wang Meihua waved her hands. Seeing that she was wiping her sweat with a towel, she asked curiously, "Meng, did you really just have a good night's sleep last night?"

Meng Qiuyue hung the towel around her neck and said nonchalantly, "What else?"

"You are a beautiful woman after all. How could he bear to touch you when you are alone in the same room with a man and a woman?"

Meng Qiuyue curled her lips in anger and snorted, "Who would want to be alone in a room with him?"

Wang Meihua was stunned when she heard this, then her eyes widened and she asked, "No way? You slept in separate rooms on your wedding night?"

Meng Qiuyue glanced at her and said, "Is it strange?"

Wang Meihua couldn't help but ask, "Old Meng, this isn't your idea, is it? Will he agree?"

Meng Qiuyue sneered: "Who is he? Do I need his consent?"

Seeing her best friend's marriage so strained, Wang Meihua couldn't help but sigh and gave her a serious word of advice: "Meng, whether you like it or not, you're already married to him, and there's basically no possibility of divorce. Even if you don't have feelings for him, you should still get along well with him. You even slept in separate rooms on your wedding night. What are you going to do in the future?"

Meng Qiuyue said calmly: "We'll talk about the future later. Anyway, I don't like him now. It's impossible for him to climb into my bed."

Wang Meihua knew her best friend's temper very well. Seeing her attitude, she knew that she couldn't change it in a short time. She could only mourn for Mr. Jiang for three seconds and then put the matter behind her.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this. Do you have a dinner date?"

Meng Qiuyue shook her head and said, "No, what do you want to eat? I'll treat you!"

"Then let's have mutton hotpot?"

"Can."

Next, the two chatted for more than ten minutes, and when they had rested enough, they went to take a shower and change clothes.

On the way to eat hotpot with her best friend Wang Meihua, Meng Qiuyue received a call from her husband Jiang Guidong.

As soon as the call was connected, Meng Qiuyue asked impatiently, "What's the matter?"

If it was before, this tone would definitely make Jiang Guidong so angry that his head would hurt, and he would definitely quarrel with her. However, in order to smoothly implement the plan for the evening, he ignored her tone and asked, "Do you still remember the Master Jiang I mentioned to you before?"

Meng Qiuyue said succinctly: "Remember."

Jiang Guidong said, "I have invited Master Jiang to Beijing. Let's meet at XXX at 10 pm. See you there."

Meng Qiuyue: “…”