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It was almost the end of the new year, and once the Spring Festival was over, it was basically the end of the new year.

This New Year was Jane Xia's happiest year. Although there had been many twists and turns before, he had thought that this year would not be a peaceful one. However, in the end, it had all been successfully resolved.

In the past few days, Jian Xia seemed to have experienced what the book had said. The peace of the years, the feeling of peace in this world, and even the feeling of yearning for such a day.

Before he met Qingge, he had never wanted to spend New Year's Eve in her company. At most, he would accompany Xu Qing for a New Year's dinner and then go to work as usual the next day. But this year, he simply gave himself a long vacation, his work was not as important as his family, his work would never finish.

"..."

Sunlight streamed in through the gaps in the windows and reflected in the air in rainbow-colored arcs. The faint rays of the sun shone on Qingge's face, turning it into a faint golden radiance.

Qing Ge woke up with a start and looked at Jian Xia beside him. In the morning light, her angular face seemed to soften.

As Qingge was enjoying herself, Jane Xia suddenly opened her eyes and smiled lazily, showing a doting expression. She then extended her arm and pulled Qingge into her embrace.

"Peek at me, huh?"

"Who's looking at you like that? I'm clearly looking at you in a righteous and honorable manner." Qingge curled her lips in dissatisfaction.

"Mm, you are just looking at it openly. Moreover, you are not allowed to look at it as you will. No wonder when I closed my eyes, I could feel your grievances."

"Why should I complain?"

"Your eyes are clearly telling me that you don't want it."

"…"

"You don't have to look at me with such grief in your eyes next time. Just say it directly. Your husband will definitely satisfy you." Jane Xia smiled evilly and quickly turned around to press Qing Ge under her.

"I don't want it, I don't want it. I still have a pain in my waist. You don't want me to die young, do you?" With tears in her limpid eyes, coupled with her soft and gentle tone, an average person wouldn't be able to make up their minds.

But, Jane Xia knew Qingge's way of doing things. Although she was an actress, she was always faking her tears, even knowing the meaning behind her expressions. How could she fool him, not to mention the fact that her tears dripped down, making him want to ravage her even more.

The difference between the strength of a man and a woman was too great. Qing Ge struggled for a while before succumbing to Jian Xia's power. With a wronged expression, she bit the bed sheet, wishing that she could smack the man away.

She had trained for such a long time, and had even mastered the art of fighting in Israel. Why couldn't she win against Jian Xia? Why was it that she was already subdued before she could even use it? Now, she seriously suspected that the fighting technique that Jane Xia had taught her was fake. It was too fake!

In the end, Qingge was so tired that she simply lied down on her back. Seeing that Jianxue was truly tired, Jian Xia let her go. Qingge fiercely gouged out Jane Xia and said with a very dissatisfied tone, "It's almost the end of the year, why are you still at home all day and working for Wu Yu? Do you want Angel to be a widow?"

Jane Xia's mouth twitched. A widow? Hmph, even if I don't give that brat Wu Yu a job, Angel is still a widow. If I give Wu Yu a hundred guts, he won't dare to force himself on me.

"You want me to go to work?"

"Yes, yes." As long as he worked, at least he wouldn't drag her down every morning. After so long, she was really worried that she would die. The next day, the headlines on Weibo showed: "Famous female celebrities suddenly died in the morning." She could even imagine the heartbroken looks on her fans' faces.

"Can't I stay at home with you if I don't work?"

"It's good, but I love money. Where did you get the money from if you don't work? If you don't have money, you won't be able to support me, so I'll hate you."

"Even if I don't work, I can support you. You don't have to worry about going out alone to beg for food in the future."

"…" Want your head!

"Qingge."

"Hmm?"

"Didn't you say that you want to go to China to see the maple leaves? Let's go tomorrow."

"Why is it so sudden?"

"Before, when you were unconscious, I promised you when I was beside you. I was always very busy, and never had a proper trip with you."

"Alright, then let's have fun this time. We'll make up for everything we owed you."

"En, I will make it all up, slowly make it up." Jane Xia rubbed Qingge's hairy head.

That afternoon, Qingge packed up two light suitcases and took a photo. She posted a message on Weibo: Come and go on a trip.

No matter what the content of the Qingge Weibo post was, there would always be tens of thousands of replies within a few minutes.

Piggy Page: Ask Goddess to go on a tour. I'll book a plane ticket right away and ask for a date.

I don't wear a crown: pay attention, you can buy instant noodles or whatever, all the airports can go to stay up all night just to see the goddess.

Wu Kong ate Tang Xuanzang: I hope the goddess sends more photos. We are waiting to be the screen saver.

Qingge flipped through the comments and replied to a few cute fans. Her mood was extremely good. With so many people loving her and supporting her, it always made her feel very warm.

"..."

Early the next morning, Clear Song and Jane Xia set out as scheduled. They did not go to the airport, but chose to take a private plane instead.

Due to the weather being good, the plane did not fly for long. It only took them two to three hours to land. Qing Ge and Jane Xia did not stay in their home in the Mguo Country. Instead, they chose a relatively decent hotel near Maple Leaf Manor.

However, as soon as they arrived at the hotel, a small incident occurred, which forced Jane Xia to turn the hotel into her own home.

While Qingge was waiting for the elevator, a little boy rushed over. He didn't even stop when he saw Qingge. At his age, Qingge was like a small raging bull with great strength. He rushed out just like that.

Qingge was using her phone to look for a restaurant nearby. She stared at the screen, not paying attention to the little boy, so she was caught off guard. She took a step back in pain, and her phone fell out of her hand.

Qing Ge didn't even get to see who hit him when she first heard a loud cry. If this child had just naughtily hit her, she wouldn't care about it. But now, this was nothing.

Jane Xia finished with the registration and walked over. She looked at the little boy on the ground and roughly guessed the cause and effect. He embraced Qing Ge and asked in a low voice, "Did it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt much, but this child …"

The boy was still crying, which attracted a lot of people around him. Jane Xia frowned, and a fierce look flashed across her eyes. No matter who he was, he would not even be willing to touch his wife. Oh, you bumped into someone, do you think you can shirk responsibility just because you cry?

Jane Xia walked in front of the boy and said lightly, "I'll give you one minute to inform your parents, crying will not solve this problem."

Originally, he had seen him knock that sister's phone onto the ground and hurt her, so he was afraid that he would be held responsible for it. That was why he decided to just sit on the ground and cry.

Seeing that the boy was still crying, Jian Xia waved to the manager, "Go get his parents."

The manager was scared stiff by the aura of a superior being emitting from Jian Xia's body and went to look for her without a second word.

After about ten minutes, a heavily made-up woman in a black lace dress came running in.

"Little Jie, my Little Jie." She saw her son sitting on the ground and crying. Qing Ge and Jian Xia didn't help him up and instead looked at him crying. Without saying anything further, they started to criticize him.

"What's wrong with the two of you adults? We're both so old, why are you still bickering with little kids?"

One of the onlookers, who had witnessed the whole incident, mocked the woman for letting the child be moral kidnap. "If everyone did the same as your son, and just sat on the ground crying, and your son bumped into someone, wouldn't society be in chaos?" The others who did not know the truth all looked at the woman with contempt.

The woman's face turned pale. "Even if that's the case, we can't let him sit on the cold ground. What if he catches a cold?"

"Rather than thinking about whether your son will catch a cold, it's better to think about how to resolve this matter."

The woman glanced at Qing Ge's cell phone, which had been knocked onto the floor, then took out some money from her bag. "Isn't it just money? Take it."

"I think you're mistaken. This amount of money is far from enough, and your son hasn't apologized yet."

"A broken phone is worth a lot of money, so don't bargain with me. Hurry up and get out of my sight."

It has been a long time since someone has spoken to me in such a tone. I hope you will have the courage to continue speaking in a moment." After saying that, Jian Xia dialed a number and called an appraiser to come over. He asked for a famous local one and everyone would know about it.

Not long after, the appraiser arrived. He was carrying a small box, and was dressed very meticulously.

A few people recognized him, "Isn't this senior Fan who specializes in appraising national level cultural relics? I've always seen him on TV, but today I can actually see him. In my previous life, I must have burned incense."

Hearing the whispers of the crowd, the woman lost her confidence. Could it be that the phone was really expensive?

Senior Fan took out a clean handkerchief and a special magnifying glass from his case. He wiped his phone, raised the magnifying glass, and carefully observed.

After reading it, his eyes flashed with excitement, as if he was extremely satisfied with the phone.

Everyone couldn't help but be a bit confused. Even a phone could hold up to a few tens of thousands, so why was senior Fan looking at it like it was a treasure?

Old Mr. Fan put down the magnifying glass in his hand and said to Jane Xia, "Sir, I have roughly estimated according to the market price that this phone is not worth much, only around ten thousand or so, but the black diamond inlaid on it is already very rare, its purity is very high, the level of cutting is almost impossible to find any flaws. If we were to take it out to auction, the price wouldn't be lower than fifty million.

After hearing old man Fan's words, everyone sucked in a breath of cold air. It was great to be rich. To have money directly embedded into one's phone.

Jane Xia lightly said, "Did you hear it clearly? Now let's lose money. "

The woman's face was filled with disbelief. "Impossible …" This is impossible, you must have said it in advance, you want to blackmail me. "

This time, some of the onlookers were not happy to hear this. The person they were looking for was senior Fan, ah. You actually thought it was a swindler. You've never seen the world before.

Senior Fan was famous in the land for not being moved by money. He rejected all the money the wealthy merchants spent to get him to fry jade jewelry for them, and he even said, "He only appraised based on his conscience. He wouldn't do things that were heartless." Senior Fan was the role model of all the appraisers. Many people were fighting with all their might just to get a little guidance from Senior Fan and to get his approval. Then in the appraisal industry, you could be considered the first shot.

"My job is to appraise. I vouch for my integrity. Everything I say is absolutely true, without the slightest bit of personal interest. I don't care about anything else, farewell."

"Old mister, take care." Jian Xia nodded and watched him leave.

After seeing Senior Fan off, Jian Xia raised her eyebrows. "It seems you don't want to lose money. Or do you think I'm lying to you? Then I'll have to call the police to deal with this matter."

When that woman heard that he was going to call the police, she panicked a little. After all, it was indeed her son who bumped into someone else. When the monitoring system came out, she would be forced to pay.

"No matter what, Little Jie is still your child and your only son. Now that something has happened to him, come over here. I'll be at your hotel."

The man on the other side of the phone was the big boss of this hotel. The hotel was opened by him, and this woman was his lover. His wife hadn't been pregnant for three years, so he looked for a woman outside.

Jian Xia asked the manager to move a chair over for Qing Ge to sit down. This matter still took a toll on him. If he wasn't tired, then Qing Ge would definitely be tired already.

"Sit down and rest for a while. I'll take care of it, hmm?"

"Alright." Clear Song yawned, leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes to recuperate.

After a while, a man in a suit who looked like he was in his forties came over with a group of bodyguards. When the manager saw that his boss had arrived, he quickly ran up to him.

"Boss, why are you here?"

"Idiot, that's my son, help me get him up. This matter is not allowed to be revealed to the Madam. Don't even think about getting a job like this."

The manager was so scared that his legs went soft. This child on the floor must be the boss' illegitimate child.

In order to prevent others from saying too much, the manager dismissed the onlookers and sent them back to their rooms to rest. Today, the room fees were reduced by 20%, since it was originally a fight between rich people, so no matter who won, it would not affect them at all.