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Chapter 6 is said to be cold, hard, and cursed to bring misfortune to wives.

After doing all this, Anmin looked at the other side of the room.

There was a row of sturdy wooden shelves against the wall, on which her most important things were neatly stacked.

More than a dozen large boxes were received from Anjia.

The boxes were all open, making it convenient for her to take what she needed at any time.

A box of gleaming gold bars.

A box of jadeite, mutton fat jade, and other gemstones of excellent quality and translucency.

Several boxes of foreign exchange, including US dollars and British pounds, were neatly stacked.

Several boxes were filled with valuable antiques and paintings.

The last few boxes contained Qian Xue's gorgeous cheongsams and jewelry, which An Min planned to dispose of or dismantle for other purposes later.

There were also several boxes containing various daily necessities.

Rice, flour, cooking oil, canned goods, candy, and tea were looted from Anjia's kitchen.

Brand new towels, soap, and toilet paper.

There were even several complete sets of pots and pans and a small kerosene stove.

Next to the wooden shelf was an enamel basin filled with clean water, with soap and towels beside it.

Looking at the warm and comfortable little world in front of her, which she had carefully decorated with her family's savings.

Anmin's nerves, which had been tense for half a month, finally relaxed completely.

All the exhaustion and humiliation were kept at bay.

She walked to the enamel basin, carefully washed her face and hands with warm water, and then dried them with a towel.

Then take off the clothes that smelled of the train and the sand, wipe your body with water, and change into a soft, clean set of cotton pajamas.

Lying on that familiar and comfortable big bed, covered with a soft and warm silk quilt.

Anmin gazed at the soft glow of the crystal chandelier hanging from the wooden roof, and her chaotic thoughts gradually settled.

She's already in the Northwest, so she definitely can't go back to Haicheng.

There would be no place for her in the Wei family, even if her aunt wanted to keep her.

Her uncle Wei Yaozong's attitude has shown that her existence is a time bomb for them.

She didn't want to live a single day longer, having to live under someone else's roof, having to be subservient to them, and even having the possibility of being reported.

But where can she go?
She has money, resources, and space.

In this era of extreme material scarcity, space was her greatest asset.

But that alone is not enough.

She needed a relatively stable identity, one that would allow her to establish herself in the Northwest without attracting attention.

An identity that allows her to evade investigation, avoid her family, and escape the gazes of those who covet her beauty or wealth.

In a relatively isolated place like the Northwest, a young, single woman with the title of "rich lady" is practically the bullseye of all troubles.

So...get married?
The thought flashed through Anmin's weary mind.

Find a man with roots in the Northwest and use marriage as a temporary refuge?

This seems to be the most realistic and suitable choice for the current environment.

Although she had long since given up on so-called love, she could consider it for the sake of survival.

For the next few days, Anmin spent her days in the dilapidated cave dwelling, organizing the supplies in the space and planning for the future.

As she had predicted, Qin Shulan secretly brought water and some coarse grain cakes several times, each time with a face full of guilt and a hint of hesitation.

Although Anmin told Qin Shulan that she didn't need to be sent off and that she was already considering living in other parts of the Northwest, Qin Shulan still didn't give up.

That evening, Qin Shulan came again, her expression more complicated than before, with a hint of cautious probing.

"Minmin."

She placed a small bag of mixed grain flour and a jar of pickled vegetables on the broken wooden board, rubbing her hands together and looking away.

"I'm sorry you've had to suffer these past few days, this awful place, sigh..."

"Auntie, I'm fine."

Anmin was telling the truth; the comfort of the space was far superior to that of the dilapidated cave dwelling.

She's all alone here, with no one around, and spends most of her time in this space.

They were also thinking about where they could buy some vegetable seeds to plant in the black soil.

Looking at her overly calm face, Qin Shulan felt even worse.

She gritted her teeth, as if making a decision, and lowered her voice, saying, "Minmin, your aunt... your aunt wants to find a way out for you. You're a young woman, you can't just keep living in this dilapidated cave dwelling forever, what kind of life is that? It doesn't look good on your reputation either..." Anmin looked up at her, but didn't speak, waiting for her to continue.

Qin Shulan leaned closer and lowered her voice even further: "After much thought, your aunt knows that with your current status, it's difficult for you to find a good job. Going back to the city is even more impossible."

"The best way to settle down in the Northwest is... to marry into a family with a strong foundation."

She paused for a moment, observing Anmin's expression. Seeing that the other party still had no expression, she continued speaking.

"My aunt does know someone."

"Who?" Anmin asked.

"He's the regimental commander of our garrison, his name is Liang Yi."

Qin Shulan spoke a little faster, as if afraid of being interrupted.

"Commander Liang is an extraordinary figure. He has been on the battlefield and made great contributions. He became a commander at a young age. He has impeccable political background and a promising future."

"So he...isn't married?"

An Min raised an eyebrow slightly, somewhat disbelieving. With such good conditions, they should have been snapped up long ago.

A complex expression flickered across Qin Shulan's face: "Married twice..."

She sighed: "They were all arranged marriages by our hometown. One of them died of illness before the wedding, and the other died of illness in less than a year after the wedding. They were all unfortunate girls."

“There are rumors circulating outside that he has a tough fate and is a jinx to his wives…so no one dares to marry him.”

"A jinx to wives?" An Min sneered inwardly.

What is this? Feudal superstition?

She's someone who's already died once, what's there to be afraid of?
Qin Shulan carefully considered her words, fearing that An Min might also mind this.

Regardless, the fact remains that she was married.

"Commander Liang is a really good person. He's dedicated to his work and doesn't mess around. The higher-ups are even worried about his marriage."

"His boss's wife, Director Yang, is someone I can talk to a little. Today, I shamelessly mentioned you to her."

Hearing Qin Shulan say this, An Min's heart jumped.

She wouldn't mind too much, since the most important thing right now is to have a place to stay.

However, her background is a big problem.

Qin Shulan noticed her worry and quickly said, "Director Yang is a very reasonable person! I told her about your situation, but of course I didn't mention your father's troubles."

“Just say that your family suffered a hardship, and your background… has some issues, but you are definitely a clean and honest girl. I even specifically mentioned that you donated all the savings you brought from home to the border garrison and the laboratory here! You didn’t keep a single penny!”

At this point, Qin Shulan finally showed a relieved smile.

"Director Yang was deeply moved when he heard this."

An Min understood; the donation of that huge inheritance was indeed beginning to take effect.

A label that conveys a strong sense of justice, supports development, and represents progressive thinking can largely mitigate the negative impact of "Ms. Capital."

"What did Director Yang say?"

Anmin asked, her tone carrying a hint of anticipation that she herself was unaware of.

This seems... to be a viable path?
Liang Yi's identity can protect her from being bullied.

As for what kind of person Liang Yi was... An Min didn't care.

As long as it's not a scumbag like Zheng Tianyou, as long as they can provide her with protection, she's willing to accept it.

Feelings? That's a luxury.

Qin Shulan finally showed a hint of joy: "Director Yang said she thinks this matter has potential. She said that although Commander Liang is a bit cold and hard-hearted, a bit chauvinistic and unapproachable, he is definitely a man of integrity."

"Moreover, he has no family burdens and is an only child. She agreed to sound out Commander Liang's opinion first and also find an opportunity for you to meet."

Whether it works out or not is another matter, just being able to meet is a big step forward.

Qin Shulan's plan coincided with An Min's thoughts over the past few days.

She married a man she had never met, who was said to be cold, hard-hearted, and chauvinistic, and who was cursed to bring misfortune to his wives.

This seemed to be the only path to safety before her.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

After a long while, An Min opened her eyes and uttered a single word to Qin Shulan: "Okay."

Let's welcome the real rivals on the road, hahaha.

Liang Yi: I hate spoiled people the most. Who would talk to such a person...? I'm talking to my beautiful wife. Wife kisses, wife hugs, wife snuggles.

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