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

Grandma looked at the young master kneeling on the ground in alarm and reached out to help him up: "I have never done anything for you, and I have never done you any favors. You don't need to make such a big gesture."

Jin Ruizhi: "No, Grandma, you have done me an immense favor."

Grandma stood there, stunned, not understanding what he meant.

Jin Ruizhi didn't hide anything and said frankly, "Grandma, you must have realized that I like your Yi Yi, Song Tingyou."

"Don't worry, I won't do anything to her. I won't touch her, and I wouldn't dare to touch her. If she needs me, I'll appear in time. If she doesn't need me, I'll stay in the shadows and be invisible."

"Grandma, you are one of Youyou's favorite family members. I want to take good care of Youyou's beloved relatives so that Youyou will be happy."

"Grandma, I don't want anything, I just want Youyou to be happy."

The usually arrogant boy kowtowed heavily to the ground again: "Grandma, let me take care of you, so you'll be happy, and so will Youyou be happy, okay?"

.........

Song Xinya and Song Tingyou returned to the Forbidden City.

In the living room, Song Tingye was explaining a math problem to Qin Yuyan.

Song Tingye: "What was your first reaction when you saw this question?"

Qin Yuyan opened her large, innocent-looking eyes and asked, "My first reaction... can I say anything?"

Song Tingye: "Go ahead and say it, it's okay, there's nothing you can't say."

"My first reaction was," Qin Yuyan coughed twice, "that math is absolutely inhuman!"

Song Tingye: "What the hell are you talking about? Are you swearing?"

Qin Yuyan: "Otherwise, am I saying something innocent?"

Song Tingye: "Let me tell you, children shouldn't swear."

Qin Yuyan pulled over a set of Chinese language test papers, pointed to the essay topic, and said, "Song Tingye, take a look. What is the question setter trying to test?"

Song Tingye's smooth eyelashes furrowed tightly: "Damn it, this question setter is deliberately making things difficult for me!"

Qin Yuyan said with a grin, "Children shouldn't swear!"

Song Tingye slammed his fist on the Chinese exam question: "An exam is an exam, why make the questions so difficult? There are always treacherous people trying to harm me, and my socialist iron fist will crush all demons and monsters!"

Bang—Song Tingye slammed his fist on the essay topic again.

Song Xinya looked at Song Tingye like he was an idiot: "Are you sick? If you can't write an essay, do you think you can just smash the test paper and then write one?"

Song Tingye: "I'm just venting my emotions."

Song Xinya: "You caught fire before anyone else even lit you. You're so flammable and explosive, are you white phosphorus or something?"

Qin Yuyan interjected, "Sister-in-law, what did you say? I didn't understand."

Song Tingye explained to her: "White phosphorus is a chemical substance with a low ignition point and is prone to spontaneous combustion. It is used to describe people who can be easily triggered by trivial matters."

Qin Yuyan blinked her big eyes: "I don't quite understand yet."

Song Tingye: "If you don't understand, you don't understand. With your IQ, all you need to know is to be full and not hungry."

Qin Yuyan: "I understand that being full and not hungry."

Song Tingye praised him enthusiastically, saying, "Wow, you're so amazing."

Song Xinya felt that the two people were like a pair of idiots.

She circled the customer area: "Where's Young Master Jin? Did he go home?"

Song Tingye: "He said he had something to do and went out."

Song Tingyou asked curiously, "Did he say anything?"

Song Tingye: "He's always been a mysterious person, he didn't say anything."

"I'm back," Jin Ruizhi said as he walked into the living room.

Taking the opportunity, Song Tingye taught Qin Yuyan a lesson: "Speak of the devil and he appears; that's how we describe the current situation."

Qin Yuyan: "I understood immediately."

Song Tingye: "It's all because I taught him well."

Qin Yuyan: "It's all because I'm smart."

Song Tingye: "Your brain isn't even as big as my fingernail."

Qin Yuyan: "If you insult me ​​again, I'll bite you."

Song Tingye is no longer poor.

Song Tingyou looked at Jin Ruizhi and asked, "What were you doing just now?"

Jin Ruizhi sat at the table, spread out a set of physics test papers, picked up a pen and wrote on the paper, uttering two words: "Secret."

He's not the kind of person who would brag about doing something for a girl.

He didn't want Song Tingyou to feel guilty or grateful to him because he helped her take care of her grandmother.

He helped her take care of her grandmother simply because he wanted the person she loved to be happy.

He just wanted her to be happy.

Song Tingyou felt that Jin Ruizhi was acting mysteriously, as if he was hiding something from her.

But Jin Ruizhi's face was open and honest.

She thought that what he did couldn't be a bad thing.

She stared at him blankly.

Jin Ruizhi looked up, his face was well-defined, his jawline was sharp, his eyebrows and eyes were dark, and his features were clean.

He looked at Song Tingyou and said, "Aren't you going to study? You haven't studied at all yesterday or today. Aren't you worried about others surpassing you after two days of not studying?"

Song Tingyou was worried by what he said: "I will study, I will study right now."

She sat down next to him, opened her book, and began to study.

Qin Yuyan and Song Tingyou sat opposite each other, one worrying about math and the other about Chinese.

Qin Yuyan: "Family members will leave, friends will betray, but math won't, because if you don't know math, you simply don't know it."

Song Tingye: "Chinese is difficult, Chinese is difficult, more difficult than ascending to heaven, white feathers floating on green water, quack quack quack quack."

As an A-level lecturer who charges 8000 yuan for a 40-minute class, Song Xinya tutored the four children.

Qin Yuhe was quite busy at work today, so Song Xinya didn't bother him during the day.

That evening, Song Xinya waited for Qin Yuhe in the bedroom; there was something she wanted to tell him…

At 11 p.m., there was a noise coming from the bedroom door.

Song Xinya jumped off the bed and ran towards the door with her bare, white toes.

The bedroom floor is covered with a soft, comfortable white plush carpet.

Outside the door, as Qin Yuhe reached out to push the door open, the doorknob slipped from his fingertips, and the door was pulled open from the inside.

Song Xinya's stunning face came into his view, her eyes brimming with eagerness and anticipation.

Why are you so late today?

Qin Yuhe: "The winning bidder for the resort project in Shanghai will be announced soon, and there are many things to handle."

Song Xinya was also thinking about this and asked, "When will it be announced?"

Qin Yuhe: "One day later."

Song Xinya: "So fast, that's great!"

Qin Yuhe: "It wasn't originally going to be this fast. I thought you were eager for Song Xuanli to take the bait, so I sped up the project."

Song Xinya: "So you stayed up so late today just to help me?"

Qin Yuhe calmly hummed in agreement.

Song Xinya reached out and hugged his waist: "You've done so much behind my back, why don't you just say it?"

If she hadn't asked, he probably wouldn't have said a word.

Qin Yuhe: "Helping one's wife is a husband's duty."