Rebirth: He refused to Divorce Again-Chapter 1403: A Strikingly Handsome Figure

Qin Yize lifted Gu Qiaoqiao’s slender finger, then glanced at the drawing above it, and looked at Gu Qiaoqiao’s finger again. Suddenly, he smiled and said, "Qiaoqiao, you know, the lines seem to be exactly the same."

Gu Qiaoqiao chuckled, saying with a touch of pride, "See, I wasn’t wrong."

"Should we compare it a bit more?"

Qin Yize suddenly asked playfully.

At that time, there were only a few scattered guests in Yubao Square, and where they stood, there was no one else, so Qin Yize spoke very casually.

Taking his wife out is all about having fun, do whatever makes you happy.

Sticking to this philosophy, Qin Yize, with Gu Qiaoqiao’s consent, took the painting off the wall, then Gu Qiaoqiao curiously placed her right middle finger carefully on the mountain in the painting. Surprisingly, although it was unclear if the lines inside matched, at least the outline seemed to fit perfectly.

Gu Qiaoqiao then turned her hand over and compared it with the mountain peak, excitedly pointing with her left hand, saying, "Ah Ze, it’s truly identical."

Afterward, Gu Qiaoqiao, finding it amusing, pulled Qin Yize over, "Ah Ze, bring your finger over and see if there’s one identical to yours."

Seeing Gu Qiaoqiao so happy, Qin Yize joyfully stretched out his hand, letting Gu Qiaoqiao play with it. But alas, after comparing one by one, none matched in size.

The two exchanged a glance and laughed, then Qin Yize carefully rehung the painting after tidying up, greeted three people inside, and left with Gu Qiaoqiao.

Seeing the couple leave, the Old Patriarch curiously looked at Zhang Yi, "What were those two children doing over there, playing and talking so happily?"

Zhang Yi knew and said amusedly, "Old Patriarch, those two were comparing their fingers with the mountain peak."

"What good does comparing fingers with a mountain do?" Old Patriarch asked in surprise.

"Qiaoqiao’s middle finger lines and the mountain peak are almost identical, and then those two started comparing." Zhang Yi said, shaking his head amusedly.

Old Patriarch didn’t mind much, expressing with a sigh, "These two have such a good relationship, I am completely at ease."

Even when he’s gone, he trusts that with Qin Yize, Gu Qiaoqiao will surely be able to manage this family.

So he has nothing to worry about now.

Once Yubao Square in Jinling City is reopened, he’ll gradually let go and spend the remaining time with Lady Yu.

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Ouyang Rong, who had just arrived at the Imperial Capital, frowned, looking at everything in front of her. There were so many people here; she didn’t quite like it. Actually, she felt some people were quite tacky, but why did their faces all have such radiant smiles? It was truly puzzling.

Beside Ouyang Rong stood her father’s two most loyal guards, San Qi and Ba Jiao.

Ouyang Rong often traveled across various countries, having seen a lot, so even standing on this street, she seemed unaligned with her surroundings, especially with the expressions on her face.

She frowned slightly, looking at San Qi beside her, displeased, "How could it be so coincidental? The Sect Leader Nie we were looking for is dead. What do we do now?"

"Miss, I have already used the Flying Messenger Bird to send this message to the master." The older San Qi replied respectfully.

"When will my dad respond?" Ouyang Rong asked, furrowing her brows.

"It should be by the evening."

At this moment, Ouyang Rong was standing in front of the doors of Lijing Ho Hotel, said to be the best hotel in the Imperial Capital. She naturally chose to stay here, and she wasn’t disappointed; the facilities were excellent, the food was delicious, the environment was pleasant, and the rooms were very clean—hardly a fault could be found.

She just didn’t quite like certain people, each seemed silly and dull, with no one she could ask about what she wanted to know. The next steps required her father’s approval, and to get answers, she’d have to wait until evening. Not in the mood to roam around, she said to San Qi beside her, "You two go look around the area; I’m going back to my room to sleep."

Hearing Ouyang Rong’s words, the two men breathed a sigh of relief in unison. They were really worried about this little troublemaker going out to play—that would truly be concerning.

San Qi quickly said, "Miss, you go back to your room; leave everything else to us."

Ouyang Rong was about to turn and enter the doors of Lijing Ho when a military jeep parked in front of the square’s parking lot.

Ouyang Rong glanced over casually, but the next moment, she couldn’t look away.

Flashing in her eyes was a hint of astonishment.

She had never seen such a remarkably handsome man before.

The men she had collected before were like heaven and earth compared to the man before her.

She couldn’t believe such a person existed in the broken and messy Central Plains.

Ouyang Rong’s two subordinates noticed Ouyang Rong did not enter the room but stood by the door staring fixedly in one direction. They followed her gaze and internally shouted: Oh no, it’s over; the miss has set her eyes on someone. Who knows what’s going to happen next; internally, they could only mourn for the man caught in her sight for a few minutes.

Naturally, it was Qin Yize who got out of the jeep.

He opened the car door on the other side, holding Gu Qiaoqiao’s hand as she got out. The two stood side by side, their every gesture and glance flowing naturally with an unbreakable tenderness.

All this was observed by Ouyang Rong; she stared firmly at the woman standing next to the handsome man, thinking she was truly an ugly duckling, so hideous, not worthy of such a handsome man.

The man was surely blind, finding such an unsightly woman.

Ouyang Rong stood by the door with a mocking smile on her lips, still fixated on the pair.

After Qin Yize helped Gu Qiaoqiao down, he naturally adjusted her hair, then let go of her, both exchanged smiles, and headed towards the doors of Lijing Ho together.

Today’s schedule was tight. With everyone’s availability, they came here to also visit An Xiaotong and Master Fong. An Xiaotong was getting married; it wasn’t clear how well her preparations were coming along. Gu Qiaoqiao also hadn’t contacted her in quite some time.

As the two stepped onto the steps, Gu Qiaoqiao’s pace halted a bit.

She involuntarily glanced to the other side.

From the moment she got off the car, she’d sensed a pair of eyes tightly watching them.