Xia Baozhu didn't receive a reply from the police, but instead received news that Shen Shanlou had performed meritorious service.
Sun Xingyan visited Chenshanlou twice more, and happened to run into provincial leaders who were also visiting Chenshanlou. He went back and told Xia Baozhu about it.
"Alright, he didn't bleed in vain this time, he got promoted again." Sun Xingyan's words were full of sarcasm.
If it weren't for saving his beloved, he didn't believe Chen Shanlou would be so unafraid of sacrifice.
Chen Shanlou really played his cards well. Without saying a word, he not only made Chen Shanlou forget his resentment, but also made Chen Shanlou's wife owe him a great favor, and he also made Chen Shanlou a meritorious official and was promoted.
Sun Xingyan called Ma Zhaoshi to ask how the house renovation was going and whether it was habitable. He was leaving to take his wife for a break and also to have her help expand the market.
The main reason is that he needs to relax. His rival is willing to risk everything, so how can he deal with that? He can only treat his wife even better, so that if he does anything wrong in the future, his rival won't point fingers at him and scold him.
He had this resentful feeling when he was caught and beaten by Chen Shanlou last time.
The less they believed in him, the more determined he became to do his best.
Of course, he was sincere and willing.
After arranging the work at the factory and the shop, Xia Baozhu went to the capital with Sun Xingyan.
She came here partly to escape enemies she hadn't yet identified, and partly to open a shop.
He also has connections; Sun Xingyan has several good friends who can easily help him find two reliable employees.
Sun Xingyan bought another storefront. The one he bought before was rented by Ma Zhaoshi to open a video and bookstore, where he hired two brothers to run the store.
Upon hearing that Xia Baozhu was looking for help, Ma Zhaoshi quickly found three people to assist with the shop's renovation.
The houses in the capital were simply decorated, just plastered with white paint, which made Sun Xingyan feel uncomfortable. He thought of the phrase "bare walls".
He wanted to put up wallpaper, but Xia Baozhu stopped him, saying that wallpaper would contain a lot of formaldehyde, and they would have to stay in hotels then.
With so many places to live, it's impossible to renovate every single one; that would be too wasteful. Xia Baozhu prioritizes practicality.
She and Sun Xingyan went to buy some nice fabrics and made curtains, sofa covers, and bedding sets by hand, unifying the color scheme of the room and making it look much warmer.
The 70-square-meter apartment seemed perfect for the two of them. Their two-story house back home was a struggle to clean, and it felt too spacious for just the two of them.
When she moved out of the Xia residence, it was not only because she needed personal space, but also because she felt it was too big.
Especially when watching horror movies at night, I can't help but wonder if something has entered the house, since there are so many empty rooms.
"Wife, you're so skillful! The lace is so beautifully sewn." Sun Xingyan praised Xia Baozhu's work as they changed the bed sheets.
The furniture was all chosen by Ma Zhaoshi beforehand. He particularly liked this copper-plated wrought iron bed, which was exquisite and sturdy, possessing both artistic appeal and a sense of atmosphere. Most importantly, it was silent.
They bought pots, pans, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, and tea, and their life in Beijing began.
The shop was still under renovation, and the two of them didn't have much to do. Apart from the two busy days when they invited friends over for dinner at home, Sun Xingyan felt it was easier than back in his hometown.
With fewer acquaintances, people are more relaxed and at ease. The two of them sleep late at night and get up late at night. Sun Xingyan pulls Xia Baozhu along, transforming her previously regular life into something else entirely.
He would only start writing once every two days, and Sun Xingyan would interrupt him after a short while. He also stopped practicing yoga altogether.
When Xia Baozhu woke up in the morning and brushed her teeth in front of the mirror, she felt that she had become decadent, no, she had become lazy.
The peaceful and stable life allowed her to return to the state she had when she ran the flower shop, except now there was one more person, making her daily life more colorful.
No, she couldn't slack off; she had to keep working hard. Xia Baozhu pursed her lips as she looked at herself in the mirror, her eyes resolute.
Sun Xingyan walked over, put his hand on her shoulder, looked at her in the mirror, pinched her face with his other hand, and made various expressions in front of the mirror.
"Wife, smile." As he spoke, Sun Xingyan lowered his head and kissed the lips that he had pinched. "It smells so good, it's lemon flavored."
After dinner, Xia Baozhu, who was feeling lazy, was persuaded by Sun Xingyan to stay at his home.
"Honey, there's no need to work so hard. We're not short of money. We should relax when it's time to relax."
Xia Baozhu nestled on the sofa with a magazine in her hand, while Sun Xingyan stood behind her combing her hair. Afraid of hurting her, he didn't dare to use too much force and tied it loosely with a hair tie.
"What you mean by 'relaxing' is for us to stay home and not go anywhere?" Xia Baozhu touched the hair tie that was about to fall off and tied her hair back up.
“Wife, you have to understand that we’re newlyweds. Newlyweds usually have a honeymoon, which lasts at least a month. We’ve been busy since we got married, staying up late and getting up early every day, our minds are all on work.” Sun Xingyan put his arm around Xia Baozhu’s waist, then stopped talking, the meaning of which was self-evident.
Xia Baozhu thought what he said made a lot of sense. They had indeed been quite busy a few days ago, not like newlyweds, but like an old married couple. They talked about work most of the time when they got home.
She recalled the strong women on TV who were so busy with work that they often neglected their families and were frequently complained about by their families and even criticized by their children's teachers.
Families like the Xia family are not without strong women. Her cousin was an elite lawyer who divorced not long after getting married because she was not only busy but also too domineering, and her husband, bored, fell for a gentle and cute girl.
Of course, it was my cousin who initiated the divorce. She couldn't accept a man who couldn't control his lower body; it made her feel ashamed.
The man didn't want a divorce because his cousin was too good in every way, and he would be proud to take her anywhere. However, he was dealing with an elite lawyer who had plenty of ways to get him to divorce.
Thinking of this, Xia Baozhu became wary, and her gaze towards Sun Xingyan became more serious.
"What's wrong? Wife, did I say something wrong?" Sun Xingyan felt a little nervous seeing Xia Baozhu's expression.
"No, you're absolutely right." Xia Baozhu suddenly remembered her own martial arts skills and felt relieved. Sun Xingyan would definitely not dare to cause trouble outside.
“Then, we…” Sun Xingyan hugged Xia Baozhu with a mischievous grin.
The phone rang, and Sun Xingyan lazily got up to answer it. It was a call from a store employee. Leng Minghui asked Xia Baozhu to call him back.
When Xia Baozhu called, Leng Minghui said that he had recently reviewed the Marriage Law and realized that he had made a mistake by not allocating any property to her during the divorce. He wanted to give her 500,000 yuan as compensation.
Sun Xingyan felt uncomfortable again, as these toads hopped around wherever he went.
The conditions offered were all ones that couldn't be refused.
"Was it Lin Shiwan who did it?" Xia Baozhu asked.
There was silence on the other end of the phone. After a long while, Leng Minghui finally said, "How about one million?"
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