The life of Wang Wanjin, the richest man in Zhonghai, is truly legendary, characterized by significant highs and lows.

During his two years in Youdu Prison, Qi Dengxian took good care of him, and his eventual exoneration and release were closely tied to Qi Dengxian. Despite his young age, Qi Dengxian was like a second parent to him.

"Mr. Wang, it's trouble for you to come to the airport to pick me up," Qi Dengxian said with a smile.

"Second Master, you’re being too polite. This is the least I should do!" Wang Wanjin laughed heartily. "Here is a gift I prepared for you, two bottles of fifty-year-old Moutai."

Qi Dengxian was taken aback and said, "Why prepare a gift for me?"

Wang Wanjin laughed, "You're going to propose, aren't you? You need to bring some good wine. I've treasured these two bottles of fifty-year-old Moutai for many years, and they are just right for you!"

Qi Dengxian thought it over and realized that he couldn't possibly show up at the Qiao family empty-handed.

Qiao Guotao was his elder. Back then, it was Qi Dengxian's father who helped him get started. After Qi Dengxian and his father were expelled from the Qi family, the Qiao family supported them for a while. The woman his father wanted him to marry was Qiao Guotao's daughter, Qiao Qiumeng.

Qi Dengxian, carrying his luggage and the two bottles of old Moutai, walked into the Qiao family compound. In the living room, Qiao Guotao, whom he hadn't seen in years, sat at the head of the room.

"Hahaha, nephew, I received your father's letter two weeks ago, and I've been eagerly awaiting your arrival!" Qiao Guotao said loudly, full of vigor, and shook Qi Dengxian's hand firmly.

Qi Dengxian, seeing Qiao Guotao, couldn't help but smile, "Uncle Qiao!"

Qiao Guotao said, "You came at the right time. Go with Qiumeng to the Civil Affairs Bureau and get your marriage certificate right away!"

On the side, a young girl snorted coldly, her face full of disdain and dislike.

She was dressed in a white dress, a delicate gold belt highlighting her slender waist. Her exquisite makeup was stunningly beautiful, and her long legs under the skirt were almost impossible to look away from.

Qiao Guotao's wife, Pang Xiuyun, also frowned repeatedly, unable to understand why Qiao Guotao refused the marriage alliance with the Zhang family and chose this unremarkable little prison guard instead!

"Uncle Qiao, isn't this too rushed?" Qi Dengxian scratched his head, feeling a bit embarrassed.

"This has been agreed upon long ago!" Qiao Guotao laughed.

Qiao Qiumeng looked coldly at Qi Dengxian, saying, "I didn't expect you to become a prison guard, bringing bad luck!"

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Qi Dengxian smiled and nodded at her, "Qiumeng, long time no see."

Qiao Qiumeng looked at this childhood playmate, shaking her head. Time had taught her that they were not people from the same world.

However, her father's orders left her no room to resist. Still, two worlds forcibly joined together would eventually shatter, right?

Pang Xiuyun pointed at Qi Dengxian and said, "Old Qiao if you marry your daughter to such a toad, what will our relatives think? What will our friends say?"

"Look at him, after all these years, he's still just a lowly prison guard!"

"Coming here for the first time, he brings two bottles of fake wine. Are you sure you want to marry your daughter to him?"

Qi Dengxian said calmly, "Aunt Pang, this wine is fifty-year-old Moutai, Wang..."

Pang Xiuyun immediately sneered, her face full of contempt, saying, "We have several boxes of Moutai at home. Do you want me to take them out and show you the difference from yours? Fifty-year-old Moutai, do you know how much two bottles of fifty-year-old Moutai are worth? Can you, a little prison guard, afford them?"

Faced with Pang Xiuyun's questioning, Qi Dengxian just smiled and said nothing.

Qiao Guotao shouted angrily, "Enough, this matter is not up for debate! Qiumeng, take Dengxian to the civil affairs bureau and register immediately!"

Qiao Qiumeng, full of reluctance, bit her lip and went with Qi Dengxian to get their marriage certificate.

"Is this married?" Looking at the certificate in his hand, Qi Dengxian was helpless. In the photo, Qiao Qiumeng's face was frosty, looking nothing like a bride.

Qiao Qiumeng looked coldly at Qi Dengxian, saying indifferently, "You should know that we are not from the same world."

"You are just a lowly second-level prison guard, and I am the president of Qiao Group!"

"I hope you can be sensible and not have any improper thoughts. Once my father agrees, we'll divorce immediately!"

After saying this, Qiao Qiumeng got into her car, slammed the door, and sped away.

Qi Dengxian watched the taillights of the luxury car and shrugged helplessly. Was he left behind like this?

And these women, do they all have the same line? Not from the same world. Could it be that she's an alien?

Qi Dengxian shook his head, then took out a card from his pocket, muttering, "Forget it, let's find a place to stay. If Yongye Junwang dares to fool me, I'll hang him in the toilet for three days and three nights when I return to Youdu..."

"Yongye Junwang," upon learning that Qi Dengxian was coming to Zhonghai, directly gave him a card, saying it was the key to his villa in Zhonghai, claiming it to be the best in Zhonghai.

Just as Qi Dengxian left the civil affairs bureau, he saw Yuxiaolong jumping out of a Jeep that was clearly of significant background.

"It seems you have married Qiao Qiumeng and become the Qiao family's live-in son-in-law. This is a good thing for you, at least you will be well provided for in the future," Yuxiaolong said flatly.

"None of your business?" Qi Dengxian didn't like her attitude, replying with a mocking smile.

Yuxiaolong's expression didn't change and continued, "It's not easy for an ordinary prison guard like you to gain a foothold in the Qiao family."

"Considering we once had a marriage agreement, and I broke it first, I'm giving you a chance to ask me for help."

"Don't feel embarrassed about being a live-in son-in-law. Qiao Qiumeng is a very good woman, and many people dream of the opportunity you've got."

"If you need my help to establish yourself in the Qiao family, you can always ask me."

Qi Dengxian looked at Yuxiaolong coldly, then said, "I've confirmed, you have issues!"

"Even if it’s your Yu family, in my eyes, you’re nothing but dirt."

"Please keep your arrogance to yourself. How I live has nothing to do with you!"

After saying this, he left.

Yuxiaolong's face darkened. She had felt guilty about breaking the marriage agreement and wanted to make up for it. Unexpectedly, he was so ungrateful.

"Talking big, but if you had such ambition, why be a live-in son-in-law?" Yuxiaolong got into her car, slammed the door, and sped away, even the exhaust seemed to express disdain for Qi Dengxian.

Qi Dengxian went alone to Yunding Villa, the rich area of Zhonghai, where "Yongye Junwang's" villa was located at the top of Yunding Mountain.