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Qin Zhao stood beside a car, its hood covered with a thick layer of snow.

"Chu Yan, co over and look at this."

She suddenly exclaid in astonishnt.

Chu Yan hadn’t realized the danger and walked over to her.

"What is it?"

As he approached, Qin Zhao grabbed the back of his head and shoved his face into the thick snow.

Little rascal, dare to smash your dad?

Qin Zhao showed no rcy to Chu Yan; his handso face was reddened by the snow.

His nose was red, and his eyes were red, too; when Chu Yan looked at Qin Zhao, his dark Phoenix Eyes seed a bit watery, making the tear mole at the corner of his eyes bewitchingly attractive.

"..." Chu Yan rubbed his cheeks, "I wanted to have a snowball fight with you, how could you push into the snow?"

Qin Zhao righteously retorted, "Who’s to control ?"

"Fine, I can’t control you."

Chu Yan stepped forward, mischievously stuffing his hand down the back of her collar. His hands had just ford a snowball and had also been shoved into the snow pile, freezing cold.

Qin Zhao shivered from the cold, instinctively grabbed Chu Yan’s arm, and perford a snow-ground back throw.

In the middle of the big road at the airport, Chu Yan found himself slamd into the snow by his wife.

"???"

The second he landed, Chu Yan quickly reacted, grabbing Qin Zhao and pulling her into his embrace; the two of them tumbled together in the snow.

Chu Yan pressed her down under him and noticing she was wearing thin clothes, he flipped over, putting himself underneath.

Qin Zhao’s hands supported her on the ground, their eyes eting, and she said irritably, "Are you stupid? Can’t you get up after falling?"

Lying down and letting her press on him, what kind of idea was that?

He suddenly said, "Snow is so much fun."

Completely out of tune with Qin Zhao, she didn’t even know what was going on in his mind.

Many people nearby had noticed them.

Qin Zhao quickly pulled up the big fool Chu Yan and ran to a secluded place, then used Sword Control to get back ho.

The next day, Chu Yan got up early and built a snowman on the balcony.

The snowman’s head was adorned with a Christmas hat and a red scarf he specially bought from the supermarket downstairs.

Round and cute.

Standing inside the room, every ti he saw this snowman, he pictured a tender woman playing joyfully in the snow with a child in hand.

As a child, people often told him he had no father.

He always asked his mother why others had fathers, but he didn’t?

One year, it snowed heavily.

His mother said when the snow in the yard lted, his father would co to see him.

But he waited year after year for the snow to lt, and his father never ca.

The year his mother died, it also snowed a lot.

Alone in his ho, he built a beautiful snowman. Thinking back now, was his mother’s spirit watching him from the side?

If only he had t Qin Zhao earlier, he might have seen his mother for one last ti.

"Chu Yan, I’m hungry."

Qin Zhao ca out of the bedroom, her head drooping.

"I’ve already made food."

Chu Yan then snapped out of his reverie, pulling his delicate wife to eat.

During the al, Qin Zhao received a call from Su Xiaotong.

"Zhaozhao, what’s going on with you and Chu Yan? Any problems, just sit down and talk, don’t resort to hitting. Is Chu Yan alright? Did he end up in the hospital?"

"I didn’t do anything to him, why do you ask?"

"Didn’t you see Weibo? You’re trending again last night. Reporters said you were dostically violent to your husband at the airport, even pressing him down into the snow and beating him."

"???"

Qin Zhao’s lips twitched a bit, and she grabbed Chu Yan’s phone to check Weibo.

"Such flair! Girls really do have a unique temper when they throw things around."

"Are they even a real couple? Under normal circumstances, would a woman hit her husband like that?"

"Did Chu Yan do sothing wrong? I feel like Qin Zhao wouldn’t hit soone for no reason."

"Zero tolerance for dostic violence! It doesn’t matter who hits whom, it’s never right!"

"Brother, you better divorce Qin Zhao! That kind of woman is trouble! If she can hit you now, what about the future? What if she kills you??"

"It’s clearly just a couple teasing each other, doesn’t seem like dostic violence to ."

"Poor Xiao Chu, but why do I feel like laughing?"

The internet was filled with all sorts of comnts, many noticed the couple was smiling, so it was probably just playful. However, many marketing accounts, for the sake of views, insisted on framing it as Qin Zhao committing dostic violence.

"Did you see this? Maybe we should clarify."

Qin Zhao handed back the phone to Chu Yan. "So people online are accusing of dostic violence against you, you clarify it."

"You are dostically violent to ," Chu Yan looked at her with a lancholic expression.

"Hmm?" Qin Zhao clenched her fist.

He quickly took the phone and posted a clarification on Weibo.

Chu Yan: Thanks for your concern, I’m fine. My wife and I were just playing in the snow.

"Really? I don’t believe it. Isn’t Qin Zhao forcing you to say that?"

"Such a handso husband, how could Qin Zhao bear to hit you? If you married , I’d pamper you every day."

"Post a handso photo of yourself so we can see. I’ll believe it if there are no marks on your face."

"Not just the face. Take off your clothes, let check if there’s any injury on your body."

"Right, do you have a six-pack? Ah, no, I an, are there any wounds on your abs?"

Chu Yan: ???

After the couple ca forward to explain, aside from the marketing accounts, the netizens didn’t believe the dostic violence rumor.

These people are just curious about their relationship, and so female fans just crave Chu Yan’s attractiveness, hoping he would be more active online.

Unfortunately, Chu Yan wasn’t part of the entertainnt industry and hardly ever posted on Weibo.

Seeing the comnts under the Weibo post, Qin Zhao finally realized how many people were eyeing her husband.

Qin ZhaoV: He has a six-pack; I’ve checked, and there’s no injury on his abs.

"Damn! He really has it? I also want to experience Qin Zhao’s happiness."

"I don’t believe it! Show us!!"

"Just another day being jealous of others, I also want a man!"

After sending this Weibo post, Qin Zhao successfully stirred envy and jealousy among Chu Yan’s fans.

∠(ᐛ」∠)_

In the afternoon, Su Xiaotong ntioned that Shenyu had invested in a couple’s variety show and asked Qin Zhao if she was interested in participating, since many online were curious about their relationship life.

Since it was a couple’s show, Chu Yan had to go with her.

Su Xiaotong knew they weren’t short on money and suggested they could join for fun.

If they didn’t go, Qin Yu planned to take Qin Zhao to check the Feng Shui fortunes before the shooting started.

Qin Zhao hadn’t decided yet and might take so ti to consider.

As dusk approached, Chu Yan took Qin Zhao to a nearby supermarket to buy groceries.

The supermarket was a short walk away.

On their way, they suddenly saw a crowd gathered under a large building.

Fire trucks were present because a woman upstairs was about to jump.

Before the firefighters could set up their rescue gear, the woman jumped from above.

"Why did she suddenly jump? Run!"

"Save her, save her! Hurry, pull up that cloth!"

The onlookers scread, plunging the scene into chaos.

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