Strange in public! Trying to conceive in private! Pampered and kissed every night.

Qin Yuhe came out of the lounge, and Song Xinya immediately went to greet him, her fair face full of heartache.

"Your grandparents must have scolded you fiercely just now. You suffered, Mr. Qin."

Qin Yuhe turned his head to look at her, a lazy smile playing on his lips: "What gave you this misconception?"

"Huh?" Song Xinya asked in confusion, "Isn't that right?"

Qin Yuhe: "They told me not to always be selfless and not to always think about others, but to think about myself more when I have time."

Song Xinya: "???"

What? I don't understand.

What did he contribute?

Qin Yuhe looked at the big question mark in her eyes and said, "I told Grandpa and Grandma that last night was your ovulation period, when you were most fertile. I told them that I dragged my sick body to bravely sacrifice myself and did that with you so that I could give them a great-grandson and a great-granddaughter."

Song Xinya really didn't know what to say. He had done that thing with her and it had become a heroic sacrifice.

"Shouldn't we give you an award for 'Touching China'?"

Qin Yuhe: "No need, I have already won the Top Ten People Award and ranked first among the Top Ten Outstanding Young Entrepreneurs in China."

Song Xinya looked up at him, her eyes sparkling: "You're so amazing."

Qin Yuhe looked down at the sparkling admiration in her eyes and replied, "A virtuous wife brings honor to her husband; it's all because I have a wonderful wife."

Song Xinya smiled shyly; he knew how to coax people.

He wasn't married to her yet when he received the title of one of the top ten outstanding young entrepreneurs in China.

Even though she knew he was just trying to coax her, she still felt very happy that he said that.

Qin Yuhe put his arm around her shoulder and walked out: "Let's go home. We haven't been to the Forbidden City Mansion since we returned to Beijing."

Song Xinya: "It's been so long since I've seen Xiaoye and the little princess. I miss them."

Qin Yuhe coldly replied, "What do they have to think about?"

Song Xinya: "You don't want my brother, fine, but don't you want your own sister?"

Qin Yuhe: "I don't want to."

Song Xinya: "You're so cold-blooded."

Qin Yuhe: "I give her 100,000 yuan as pocket money every month."

Song Xinya: "Your brother is a good one."

Qin Yuhe smiled, a slight smirk playing on his lips: "Is your standard for judging whether something is good or bad based on whether or not you get paid?"

Song Xinya: "The fact that you remember to send money to the little princess every month is enough to show that you care about her. Sending money and still thinking about her, isn't that what a good brother is? You are the best brother in the world."

Qin Yuhe: "You have a sweet tongue, Song Xinya."

Song Xinya: "It's just so-so, not as sweet as yours."

Qin Yuhe lowered his head and moved closer to her, his lips close to hers, saying in a frivolous tone, "Give your brother a kiss, and taste how sweet your brother's lips are."

Song Xinya blushed and smiled shyly, placing her hand on his face and pushing him away: "Don't do anything rash, we're in the hospital."

Qin Yuhe: "We've already broken the hospital bed, what's the big deal?"

He even had the nerve to say that.

It's as if it's something glorious.

Song Xinya: "Stop talking, don't let anyone hear you."

Qin Yuhe: "Who heard that? There's no one around here."

"Sister, brother-in-law!"

"Teacher Song, President Qin!"

Jian Yi and Jin Ruizhi stood crisply in front of them.

Qin Yuhe abandoned his lazy and irreverent tone, straightened up, and looked at the two people in front of him: "You two have come at just the right time."

Jane was so embarrassed that she didn't know what to say and kept picking at her hands.

Jin Ruizhi: "A car drove up from the door. Yi Yi was worried that you two might not have seen it and would have been hit by the car, so she shouted loudly for you."

With a whoosh, a car drove past.

Song Xinya looked at Jian Yiyi, who had her head down, and said, "Thank you for your kindness, my little sister."

Jin Ruizhi looked at Qin Yuhe and said, "Yi Yi meant well; she was kindly reminding you."

Qin Yuhe raised an eyebrow. Was the other party standing up for his "wife"?

"You're quite cute too, you greenhorn."

Jin Ruizhi: ᗜ ˰ ᗜ

To be honest, he doesn't like the term "greenhorn," as it makes him seem immature.

Although he is indeed less mature than Qin Yuhe.

But he didn't want others to say that about him in front of the girl he liked.

Fortunately, Qin Yuhe didn't say anything more. In President Qin's opinion, there was no need to talk to such a greenhorn.

Song Xinya took Jian Yiyi's hand and said, "I'll take you home to meet your brother."

Jian Yiyi: "Is it the Ono-nii who taught me math before?"

Song Xinya: "Yes, you and he are twins. He was born 10 minutes earlier than you."

Jian Yi: "It's been so long since I've seen Brother Xiaoye. I miss him."

Song Xinya led Jian Yiyi into the car and let Jian Yiyi sit next to her.

Qin Yuhe was looking down at his phone when his assistant sent him a work message, which he was replying to.

After replying, he habitually walked to the other side of the car, opened the door, and his eyes suddenly paused.

Jian Yiyi sat next to Song Xinya.

Isn't the spot next to her his exclusive spot?

Qin Yuhe glanced at Song Xinya and saw her chatting excitedly with Jian Yi, showing Jian Yi a photo of herself when she was a child.

"Youyou, look how cute you were when you were little. You were pink and chubby, with arms as thick as white radishes and a little body like a round, plump dumpling."

"When you were little, you insisted on sleeping with Ono in your arms, with your head on Ono's arm, and in Ono's lap. Only then would you sleep."

"But when you're not sleeping, you climb on Ono and bully her. You pull Ono's ears with your chubby little hands and nibble on Ono's face with your little mouth. Every time you bully Ono, she cries loudly."

When Jian Yi heard about her childhood for the first time, she was surprised and said, "Was I that naughty when I was little? I would cling to my brother when I slept, using him as a human pillow, and then bully him when I woke up. How naughty!"

Song Xinya: "That's right, you're such a spoiled little girl. Xiaoye suffered a lot from your temper when she was little."

As she spoke, Song Xinya pulled out a video from her phone—

In the picture, two one-year-old babies are lying in a crib. They are both fair-skinned and chubby. One baby wearing a pink bib is riding on the back of the other baby wearing a blue bib. The baby in the blue bib is biting and nibbling at the baby below, while the baby in the blue bib is crying loudly.

Song Xinya: "Youyou, this is you and Xiaoye. Look how badly you bullied your brother."

Jian Yi covered her mouth and laughed: "Luckily, we were still young then, only one or two years old, and Brother Xiao Ye doesn't remember anything."

Song Xinya: "Brother Xiaoye already knew, because I sent him the video of you bullying him when you were little."

Jane Yi: "Ah! Ahhh! My image! It's ruined!"

Song Xinya laughed so hard she almost fell over.

Her laughter was crisp and clear, her shoulders trembled slightly, her eyes curved into two beautiful crescent moons, and her whole face was bright, relaxed, and lively.

Qin Yuhe looked at her smiling face, and the corners of his thin lips curved up as well. He gently closed the car door, not disturbing her and her sister's warm chat.

He walked to the car behind him, bent down and sat in the back seat. Sitting next to him was Jin Ruizhi.

The two men sat side by side in silence. The air was so still you could hear a pin drop.

Neither of them had the desire to speak to the other.

Qin Yuhe didn't sleep much last night; he closed his eyes to rest and recuperate.

Jin Ruizhi held an English book in his hand, making use of his spare time to memorize English words and grammar, studying diligently.

The Rolls-Royce was parked in the courtyard of the Forbidden City.

After getting out of the car, Song Xinya took Jian Yiyi's hand and walked towards the luxurious villa.

"You're going to be reunited with your brother, are you excited?"

"I'm really looking forward to it."

.........

Inside the villa.

Song Tingye stood beside the sofa, looking at Qin Yuyan on it.

A soft white plush blanket was spread on the sofa. Qin Yuyan, wearing a pink Chanel dress, lay on it, swinging her slender, straight legs back and forth.

Her skin tone was the same as Qin Yuhe's, a smooth and delicate pale white, like precious and high-quality white jade, with a lustrous sheen and without a single flaw.

Song Tingye looked at the white long-pile blanket, then at Qin Yuyan's small feet, calves, arms, and neck exposed to the air, and thought to himself, "She's so white, even whiter than the white blanket."

"Little princess, you've rested for half an hour, it's time to go study."

Qin Yuyan sweetly pleaded, "Xiao Ye, I want to eat grapes."

Song Tingye: "Study first, then eat grapes."

Qin Yuyan: "No, I want to eat the grapes first."

Song Tingye: "If you don't study, I won't let you eat grapes."

Qin Yuyan: "If you don't give me grapes, I won't study."

She gave a coquettish "humph" to express her dissatisfaction.

Song Tingye: "I'll go wash the grapes for you."

Qin Yuyan: "You have to peel all the grape skins off for me."

Song Tingye: "Can't you peel it yourself?"

Qin Yuyan: "I don't want to peel it."

Song Tingye: "I'll peel it for you."

Qin Yuyan turned her head, smiled sweetly at him, and her pink lips curved into a beautiful arc: "Thank you, Xiao Ye, you are my best friend."

Song Tingye: "Best means unique and exclusive. If I am your best friend, it means that in your heart, I have the highest status and no one else can compare to me."

Qin Yuyan: "Okay, I'll reserve the spot in my heart for you, my best friend."

Song Tingye grinned broadly as he walked toward the refrigerator. Midway, he leaped up with a lithe and upright posture, mimicking a basketball shot. While washing and peeling the grapes, he whistled cheerfully.

He placed the washed and peeled grapes in front of Qin Yuyan, squatted down to be level with her, and looked at her pretty little face with his clear eyes: "Eat grapes, little princess."

Qin Yuyan was playing a game, her eyes glued to the phone screen: "My hands are busy right now, I don't have time, you feed me."

Song Tingye picked up a bright green grape pulp and fed it to her.

When his fingers lightly touched her lips, he felt as if he had been electrocuted, and his fingers trembled.

Qin Yuyan was playing games on the sofa while Song Tingye squatted on the floor feeding her grapes.

Grape juice dripped from the corner of her mouth, and he reached out and pulled out a tissue to gently wipe it away for her.

He cut each grape off a plate with scissors, soaked them in starch, then washed them clean one by one, and peeled off the skin of each grape.

She ate four or five, and when he tried to feed her more, she shook her head and refused.

"Ono, I want to eat an orange now."

Song Tingye asked, "How many oranges would you like to eat?"

Qin Yuyan: "I'll eat three."

Song Tingye stood up, walked to the refrigerator, took out three oranges, washed them, cut them into crescent-shaped pieces, peeled them, and used his hands to carefully remove the white pith from the oranges, strand by strand.

He held up an orange and squatted down next to Qin Yuyan again to feed her the orange.

Qin Yuyan took a bite, pouted her red lips, and turned her face to the inside of the sofa: "I don't want to eat anymore, I want to eat pomegranate."

Song Tingye put the orange aside and started peeling the pomegranate.

Make three neat cuts on the pomegranate peel with a knife, then lift the pomegranate lid to reveal the bright red seeds.

Make a few more vertical lines on the pomegranate peel, break it open, and remove the pomegranate seeds one by one.

The bright red, juicy pomegranate seeds are piled up like a small red diamond mine.

He carried a small mountain of peeled pomegranate seeds, picked up a spoon, and squatted down next to the sofa once again.

Scoop up a spoonful of pomegranate seeds and feed it to her.

Qin Yuyan chewed on pomegranate seeds, swallowing the sweet juice, and pouted, "Mmmmmm."

Song Tingye reached out, and she spat the pomegranate seeds into his palm.

He fed her pomegranates with one hand and caught the pomegranate seeds she spat out with the other.

Suddenly, the living room door was pushed open, and Song Xinya and Qin Yuhe stood in the doorway.

The two of them looked towards the sofa at the same time, and were both taken aback.

Song Tingye and Qin Yuyan looked towards the doorway, both surprised and delighted.

"Sister-in-law, brother!"

"Sister, brother-in-law!"

Qin Yuhe's gaze swept between the two men: "Song Tingye, what are you doing?"

Song Tingye looked at him, his gaze unwavering, his eyes clear and pure: "Feed the little princess pomegranates, and catch the pomegranate seeds that the little princess spits out."

Qin Yuhe looked at Qin Yuyan and said, "Don't you have hands? You need someone to feed you a pomegranate."

Qin Yuyan scrambled up from the sofa and ran behind Song Xinya, crying, "Waaah, sister-in-law, my brother is so fierce! You have to protect me!"

Song Xinya looked at Qin Yuhe: "It's just feeding her pomegranates, don't be mean to her."

Song Tingye: "Brother-in-law, the little princess was busy just now, so she asked me to feed her."

Qin Yuhe looked at Qin Yuyan: "What have you been busy with?"

Qin Yuyan: "I'm busy playing games."

Qin Yuhe: "I want to hit you right now."

Qin Yuyan clung to Song Xinya like a sticky candy, her little paws gripping Song Xinya's clothes tightly.

"Men who hit women are not good men. Please respect every woman."

Qin Yuhe: "What kind of woman are you?"

Qin Yuyan: "How am I not a woman? I wear skirts, I pee in the women's restroom, and I get my period every month. I'm a purebred woman."

Qin Yuhe: "All he does every day is eat, drink, and play. He doesn't do anything serious. He only got 8 points on his math test. He's so bad. He doesn't seem like a child born into the Qin family at all. He must have been born into a 'rookie station' (a term used to describe a group of inexperienced children)."

Qin Yuyan ran to the table, picked up a math test she had just finished, unfolded it with both hands, and proudly showed it to Qin Yuhe.

"Please stop talking about how I only got 8 points on my math test. I can get 59 points now!"

Qin Yuhe glanced at the bright red 59 at the top of the test paper and scoffed, "A test with a total score of 150, and you're proud of getting 59 points?

Qin Yuyan: "Of course! From 8 points to 59 points, I improved by a whopping 51 points!"

"Besides, I only studied for a month! If I continued studying for another year, I'd definitely be the top scorer in the national college entrance examination!"

Qin Yuhe: "He's a terminal form of idiot, beyond saving."

Qin Yuyan: "Chatting without common ground is like a pile of sand; it doesn't even need the wind to blow it away, it will scatter after a few steps. I'm not talking to you anymore."

She tucked the math test paper into her coat, glanced casually at the door, and exclaimed in surprise, "Who is this little girl?"

Jane stood there somewhat awkwardly: "I am..."