Martial arts have become extinct worldwide, yet I am forced to have a large family.

[Ding! Detected a significant fluctuation in the emotions of the character 'Jiang Mengyun'!]

[Angry: Your parents even gave a bride price? Great, that's wonderful! +100 points!]

[Current total points: 3400!]

"Injustice! Injustice!"

Yang Xian took a difficult breath, quickly organizing his thoughts, "This was a decision my parents made without my consent; I only found out today! Really!"

He suppressed the pressure and deftly pulled his phone out of his pocket.

"My chat history with my dad proves what I'm saying. See for yourself if you don't believe me!"

"Your phone password is your birthday."

The black-stockinged foot that was stepping on Yang Xian suddenly stopped exerting force.

Jiang Mengyun glanced at him suspiciously, then took the phone from him.

The screen lights up, and the lock screen wallpaper is a photo of the two of them taken when they bought the phone at the flagship store.

She's smiling brightly in the photo, while Yang Xian looks completely bewildered.

Jiang Mengyun's anger inexplicably dissipated slightly.

Her fingers flew across the screen, typing in her birthday.

"Click".

The phone unlocked immediately.

Jiang Mengyun stopped moving, raised her eyelids, and her eyes flickered.

"How did you know my birthday? I never told you."

Yang Xian felt that the pressure of the small feet stepping on him had lessened considerably.

Do you remember the first time I went to your house?

"You were holding me when I fell asleep, and it was at that moment that I secretly asked one of your servants."

Yang Xian showing Jiang Mengyun the chat history was just a pretext; his real purpose was to distract her.

When communicating with your girlfriend, you can't just reason with her; that's suicidal.

You need to make her feel that she is being cared about, even in the intervals between her outbursts of anger.

Only in this way can communication continue.

"Your phone is right here. If you don't believe me, you can click in and take a look."

Yang Xian put on a sad expression, "Anyway, you won't believe me no matter what I say now."

This tactic is called "retreating to advance"!

In the tug-of-war of male-female relationships, simply being passive and taking hits will only put you at a disadvantage.

Occasionally showing a little bit of "being wronged" can actually evoke a sense of guilt in the other person.

Besides, what Lao Tzu said is all true; a straight body has nothing to fear!

really.

Jiang Mengyun felt a warmth in her heart. She stared at Yang Xian for a few seconds, then suddenly let out a soft hum and withdrew her small foot.

"Darling, of course I believe you." Jiang Mengyun handed the phone back to Yang Xian without opening the chat history.

"I'm sorry, people misunderstood you."

"Come here quickly, let me see if you're hurt."

Yang Xian moved to the side: "Let's forget it, after all, I smell like other women."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Mengyun narrowed her beautiful eyes. "Enough nonsense, get over here!"

Good grief, you dare to talk back to me like that?

[Ding! Detected a significant fluctuation in the emotions of the character 'Jiang Mengyun'!]

[Discontent: How dare they give me attitude? They've got some nerve! +100 points!]

[Current total points: 3500!]

Yang Xian felt a shiver run through his body.

Alright, it's time to call it a day.

Going too far can easily lead to losing everything and being executed on the spot.

He eventually obediently sat down.

Before he could even sit down properly, he felt a sudden weight on his body and a sweet fragrance wafted over him.

The girl's delicate body sat directly into his lap, landing steadily on his thighs.

Jiang Mengyun reached out and used her fair index finger to lift Yang Xian's chin.

"Oh, so you still have the nerve to throw a tantrum at me?"

"You don't look badly injured!"

Yang Xian froze, unable to meet Jiang Mengyun's gaze.

"I...I've always been healthy since I was a child."

Hey Hey hey!

Can't you just speak properly and stop fidgeting?

If you keep twisting and turning like that, my wound will swell up!

"Really?" Jiang Mengyun raised the corners of her mouth.

"Then I really need to test it out tonight and see if it's really as virile as you say!"

"But now..."

"I need to collect some interest first!"

After speaking, Jiang Mengyun tilted her head slightly, her pretty face appearing infinitely larger in Yang Xian's eyes.

Then, warm, soft lips pressed against his.

Caught off guard, Yang Xian could only passively endure this sweet "punishment".

But soon, the car came to a smooth stop.

At this crucial moment, the driver and bodyguard in the driver's seat coughed lightly at just the right time.

"Ahem... Miss, we've arrived at our destination."

Jiang Mengyun opened her mouth, still wanting more.

She calmly got off Yang Xian's lap, sat on the other side, and elegantly tidied her slightly disheveled clothes and hair.

Yang Xian gasped for breath and glanced out the car window.

They found that the surrounding area was bustling with people and the buildings were unfamiliar; it was definitely not Jiang Mengyun's manor.

"Mengyun, where are we going?"

Yang Xian asked, puzzled.

Jiang Mengyun turned her head and smiled gently.

She parted her pink lips slightly and uttered three words, one after another.

"Civil Affairs Bureau!"

"What?!"