On the day of the divorce, I became Qin Shao's darling.

"Huh?" Chu Qing looked surprised and incredulous. Just as she was about to ask more questions, Lin Xiwei took the initiative, covered her mouth, and dragged her out.

Lin Xiwei only let go when they reached a secluded spot outside.

Chu Qing stared with her gossipy eyes and continued to press, "Why? Didn't you say he had no problems?"

"There's nothing wrong with it, I can tell, it's just...it's..." Lin Xiwei's face turned completely red, too embarrassed to say the adjective.

It's actually quite normal for close friends to talk about such private topics.

She herself is abnormal.

Whenever she thought of Qin Jiamo, her heart would race with excitement, her mind would conjure up all sorts of inappropriate images, and her face would flush uncontrollably.

Chu Qing looked puzzled. "Listen to what? Just finish."

Lin Xiwei was also anxious and embarrassed, so she could only gesture with her hands, "It's erect!"

"Ah... Oh!" Chu Qing instantly understood, covering her mouth with a laugh, then urged anxiously, "If that's the case, why didn't you do it? Can you be more direct? You're both adults, what's there to be embarrassed about?"

"No, it's just that when we were almost successful, I suddenly got my period."

"Huh? Oh my god..."

"Yeah, I think so too." Lin Xiwei nodded. Even now, thinking back to what happened yesterday, she still felt so embarrassed that she scratched her toes on the floor.

"It was still at his place, and he didn't have any sanitary napkins, so I squatted on the toilet and asked him to go out and buy me some."

Chu Qing paused for two seconds, then suddenly slapped her thigh and laughed.

"You... this is too much of a coincidence. If you had been half an hour later, the matter would have been finished." Chu Qing grabbed Lin Xiwei's arm and laughed so hard she bent over.

"Half an hour?" Lin Xiwei muttered. "That might not be the case."

"Poor Lawyer Qin, not only did he hold it in, but this grown man also had to go out to buy you sanitary napkins. It must have been the first time he'd ever done something like this." Chu Qing laughed and then shook her head and sighed.

Recalling yesterday's events, Lin Xiwei couldn't help but chuckle.

"It must have been the first time. He didn't even know the different sizes of sanitary napkins, and he just grabbed a whole pack of all sizes, enough to supply me with sanitary napkins for at least three months."

"Hahaha..." Chu Qing laughed until tears streamed down her face. "Mom, I'll be embarrassed to see Attorney Qin from now on."

Upon hearing this, Lin Xiwei became anxious and quickly emphasized, "You can't say that, or he'll definitely get angry, do you hear me?"

It would be disrespectful for Qin Jiamo to talk about something so embarrassing.

"Alright, alright, I won't say anything. Come on, go buy him some more gifts and comfort his wounded heart." Chu Qing pushed Lin Xiwei and pulled her back to continue shopping.

Lin Xiwei was still worried and reminded her again, "You can't say a single word, understand? Otherwise, I'll break off all ties with you."

"Don't worry, I'm all talk and no action. At most, I'll just smile when I see him," Chu Qing assured her repeatedly, pushing her best friend along while laughing hysterically.

Lin Xiwei blushed and felt uneasy, fearing that her best friend would betray her.

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In the evening, Lin Xiwei returned home carrying large and small bags, but Qin Jiamo had not yet returned.

The snow that had been falling for several days finally stopped, leaving a thick layer of snow in the backyard of the villa.

Lin Xiwei had instructed Aunt Lan and Aunt Zhou not to clean up the snow, as she wanted to take Junjun to build a snowman.

After putting her things downstairs, Lin Xiwei went downstairs and called her son to go out and play in the snow.

The mother and son put on thick cotton-padded clothes, and the little one put on a scarf, hat and gloves. The two of them rushed into the snow in the back garden and had a great time.

As night fell, Qin Jiamo returned home to find no one in the living room. Before she could ask Aunt Lan, she heard laughter coming from the back garden.

He walked through the living room to the back garden, and through the French windows he could see two figures, one big and one small, busy in the snow.

A row of snowmen has already been built in one corner of the garden.

Upon closer inspection, there are four large ones and one small one.

Meanwhile, Junjun was using his mother's phone to send a video to his grandmother.

"Grandma, look, this is our snowman family photo. This is you, this is Grandpa, this is Uncle, this is Mom, and this little one at the end is me."

Junjun was so busy that he was out of breath when he spoke. After introducing each snowman, he couldn't help but boast, "I made this little snowman myself. Isn't it cute?"

In the video, the Qin family elders smiled broadly and repeatedly echoed, "Junjun is amazing, he's practically a sculptor."

The little one had endless things to talk about with his grandparents. Lin Xiwei had been busy for two hours, and her back was covered in sweat. She stood up and took off her scarf.

Turning around, I saw a tall, elegant figure walking gracefully towards me from the side hall.

Qin Jiamo had never experienced the joyful laughter that greeted her when she returned home after a long day of work.

This scene instantly made him realize the meaning of "a wife, children, and a warm bed".

I instantly understood the good intentions behind my parents' urging me to get married and have children.

Having a home, a wife, and the next generation suddenly enriches life, making it no longer just a simple and boring job.

Overwhelmed with emotion, he couldn't help but walk towards that beautiful scene, wanting to immerse himself in it.

Their eyes met, and Lin Xiwei naturally smiled and walked towards him.

Qin Jiamo approached and reached out to brush the snow from her hair.

Lin Xiwei quickly shook the snow off her shoulders and complained indulgently, "It was Junjun who was naughty and deliberately threw snow on me."

Qin Jiamo smiled, "Why didn't you wait for me to come back before we built the snowman?"

"Who knows how late you'll be busy?"

Lin Xiwei glanced at him, then turned around and pointed with her arm, "Look, this is a family photo of the snowman that Junjun and I built. What a happy and harmonious family we are."

Qin Jiamo looked at the row of snowmen of various shapes and couldn't help but chuckle.

"With a crooked nose and a grinning face, how dare they show off?"

Lin Xiwei glared at him. "Can't you offer more encouragement?"

Before the man could respond, Junjun, who was video chatting, saw Qin Jiamo and immediately exclaimed, "Uncle's back!"

"Grandma, Uncle is back." Junjun immediately reported to the other end of the video call.

Lin Xiwei went forward to retrieve the phone. Old Madam Qin saw her son with her goddaughter and her smile was clearly ambiguous.

"Jiamo, you've moved to Greentown Villa?" Old Madam Qin asked with a smile.

Lin Xiwei was too embarrassed to answer, so she immediately handed her phone to Qin Jiamo and went to pull her son back into the house.

"Yes, they moved in last night," Qin Jiamo reported to her mother, holding her phone.

"Since you're living together now, it won't do without a formal marriage certificate. When are you planning to get your marriage certificate? Yue Lang's mourning period isn't over yet, so we definitely can't have a wedding. We'll just have a meal at the old house as a celebration."

"Don't worry, I've considered all of these things you've thought of. Weiwei will be busy with work next week, so we'll see when she's free and then go and get the paperwork done."

"Okay, then I'll wait for your good news."

After the video chat ended, Qin Jiamo prepared to go back to her room.

But when he exited the chat with his mother, he immediately noticed an unread WeChat message with the note: "President Sheng".