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

The villa's gate opened, and Song Xinya and Song Tingye stood in the sunlight, their bodies bathed in bright light.

Opposite them, Song Xuanli, Li Cuirou, and Zhang Yingying stood in the shadows under the eaves, surrounded by darkness.

A line of light and shadow stretched between the two rows of people, drawing out two completely different worlds.

Song Xinya and Song Tingye were on a high place, looking down at Song Xuanli, Li Cuirou, and Zhang Yingying.

In less than two months, the positions of the two groups of people had been reversed.

Song Tingye looked at his scumbag father with disdain, deliberately poking at his back: "You just said you were begging my sister to open the door, and you said you wouldn't ask for favors, but you still did."

"From this day forward, I officially bestow upon you the title of 'Soft-Bone Hero'."

Hahahahahahahahahaha.

Song Xuanli's face was as dark as ink, and he adopted the posture of lecturing a child: "Look at which son of yours calls his father a spineless coward."

Song Tingye shook his head and swayed, his black hair swaying wildly, and the corners of his lips curled up, revealing the unique arrogance of a young man.

"You don't like being called 'Softie'? Fine, I won't call you 'Softie' anymore. From now on, I'll call you 'Cotton Candy Warrior,' which looks intimidating but is actually so fragile that it collapses with a single poke and can't even stand upright in the shadow."

Hahahahahahahahahaha.

Song Xuanli's face turned even darker: "Good, very good. You've really learned a lot from your sister, you've learned exceptionally well, just like your sister, you're cursing your father."

Song Tingye: "Give me a break! You keep calling me 'father' and 'dad,' but when you want to lecture us and take advantage, you remember you're our father. You ignore us all the time, never give us a penny, never show us a word of concern. You don't fulfill any of your duties as a father, yet you expect to enjoy the treatment of one. Do you even deserve it? Even the shit I poop on the ground deserves it more than you!"

As Song Xuanli's confidante, Li Cuirou quickly stood up to show their deep affection for each other when she saw her husband being bullied, and spoke up for Song Xuanli: "Xiao Ye, you misunderstood your father. Your father does care about you. He often talks to you when he's at home."

Song Tingye: "They're talking badly about us."

Zhang Yingying: "Dad is such a good person, how could he say bad things about you? It's you and your sister who must be talking badly about us behind our backs every day. Oh well, let them talk. What's past is past. I won't hold it against you."

Song Tingye: "You're clearly a maggot, pretending to be a butterfly. Ugh—you're disgusting!"

Seeing her daughter being scolded, Li Cuirou looked displeased: "She's not a three-year-old anymore. She should be more careful with her words. What kind of good person is someone who attacks others all day long? I advise you to be forgiving."

Song Tingye: "Even if I'm in the wrong, I'll still argue my point. If I'm in the right, why should I let people off the hook?"

Song Tingye flicked his forehead, his stray hairs tracing an unruly arc in the air: "Even if I'm wrong, I'll still argue my way out of it. If I'm right, why should I let people off the hook? Trying to persuade me? Look how idle you are. Grandpa Yuan has let you eat too much."

"Come on, come on, come on, I've been happy for years if I hadn't listened to you, old man."

Song Xuanli, Li Cuirou, and Zhang Yingying were all wiped out.

The three looked at each other, their eyes conveying the sentiment of "a magnanimous person doesn't hold a grudge against a petty person" (in reality, they couldn't out-argue Song Tingye's silver tongue).

Let's first talk about getting the Qin family to approve the Song family's bid.

They've been standing there for so long, and the three of them still haven't even gotten inside.

Song Xuanli, Li Cuirou, and Zhang Yingying all looked towards the villa.

Song Tingye raised his chin at the three of them: "Want to come in?"

Song Xuanli, Li Cuirou, and Zhang Yingying nodded: "We want to."

Song Tingye reached out and slammed the door shut with a bang: "I'm not letting you in."

After locking the door from the inside, he opened his arms, his handsome face beaming with a bright smile, and ran towards the garden.

His white shirt billowed in the wind, turning transparent in the sunlight, revealing glimpses of his narrow, muscular waist.

"Brother, I'm here! Little Princess, Youyou, Young Master Jin, please stand up to welcome me."

Qin Yuyan stood up from the ground, her hands, gloved with pink gloves, holding a small pink hoe.

"Ono, what happened? Why are you so happy?"

Song Tingye: "Just now I gave my scumbag father, my scheming stepmother, and my scheming stepsister a good scolding. I feel like I'm walking on clouds, and every cell in my body is dancing with joy."

Qin Yuyan: "Oh dear, I missed it. I didn't hear you swearing. What a pity!"

Song Tingye: "Then I'll curse you out."

Qin Yuyan: "Thank you, but I think it's better not to."

Song Tingye laughed heartily and tapped the tip of her nose with his finger.

Qin Yuyan stepped back slightly: "Don't touch my nose with your hand. You were digging in the dirt earlier, your hands are dirty."

Song Tingye: "Are my hands as dirty as your nose? Your nose is covered in dust."

Qin Yuyan: Really?!

The little princess, who loved beauty, couldn't stand herself getting dirty, and said anxiously, "Xiao Ye, quickly wipe it off for me."

Song Tingye: "Come here, get closer to me, and bring your face closer."

Qin Yuyan closed her eyes, her thick, curled eyelashes like small curved fans, her skin was so fair and delicate that it was crystal clear, her nose was small, her lips were pink, and her small face was close to him with her eyes closed.

Song Tingye recalled a scene from a TV series, where the female lead asked the male lead to kiss her, and she looked exactly like that.

He lowered his gaze and looked at her moist, pink lips.

Jin Ruizhi stood aside watching all of this, glanced behind Song Tingye, then strode over to Song Tingye's side and whispered, "Your sister is here."

Song Tingye jumped up in surprise, like a cat caught stealing fish.

Song Xinya's voice came from behind: "You start dancing to Wild Wolf Disco at the drop of a hat? What's wrong with you?"

Song Tingye turned around to face Song Xinya, looking up at the sky and down, avoiding her eyes: "Sister, what brings you here?"

Song Xinya: "I've come to see if you've done anything wrong."

Song Tingye: "What did you say? I'm the top student in my grade at the best public school in Jingbei City, a model student representative, and I'm the one who gives speeches at the opening ceremony. How could I possibly do anything bad?"

Song Xinya: "Stop praising your own wares, go dig some weeds."

Song Tingye couldn't wait to leave, so he dashed off to dig up some grass.

Qin Yuyan walked up to Song Xinya and said, "Sister-in-law, I have some dust on my nose. Can you wipe it off for me?"

Song Xinya looked at her nose, which was clean, smooth, and small: "You've been fooled, little sister."

Qin Yuyan: "Xiao Ye lied to me!"

She walked towards Song Tingye, who was squatting on the ground pulling weeds, his thin back bent like a bow.

Qin Yuyan plopped down on his back: "Watch me crush you like Mount Tai!"

The moment her soft buttocks pressed against the boy's back, it was first as soft as a cloud, then her entire weight pressed down, and he felt her tender buttocks and the outline of her bones.

The sun was too strong today, and Song Tingye felt dizzy and anxious.

"Qin Yuyan, don't do anything reckless."

"I didn't do anything reckless, I'll crush you with my weight."

Her weight was enough to crush him; she weighed less than a bag of rice.

Song Tingye: "Stand up, don't sit on my back."

Qin Yuyan: "I'll sit on your back, I'll sit on your back, I'll press down on you."

Song Tingye smiled, his bright and clear smile shattering a ray of warm sunshine.

He let her sit on his back.

Let him ride it like a horse.

The two of them were making a fuss, one was laughing.

When Qin Yuyan saw Song Xinya approaching, the little princess, who was used to ordering people around, opened her mouth and said to Song Xinya, "Sister-in-law, I'm thirsty, can you get me a piece of watermelon?"

Song Xinya grabbed Qin Yuyan by the neck and lifted her up like a chick: "Who told you to sit on a man's lap? Men and women shouldn't touch each other, haven't you heard of that?"

Qin Yuyan: "Sister-in-law, I'm a terrible student."

Song Xinya: "You're a slacker, huh? Fine, do ten math tests in a bit."

Qin Yuyan: "Sister-in-law, I've heard the saying that men and women shouldn't touch each other."

Song Xinya: "From now on, you must keep your distance from any man and not let any man touch your body."

Qin Yuyan opened her big, watery eyes and obediently said, "Okay."

She quickly thought to herself, "I can't let men touch me, but I can touch men!"