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

"President Qin."

"President Qin?"

"President Qin!"

A business partner suddenly called Qin Yuhe's name three times before Qin Yuhe came to his senses.

Mr. Li, a business partner, was holding a voluptuous beauty in his arms when he asked, "Mr. Qin, what are you looking at so intently?"

Qin Yuhe glanced at the photo on the screen of Han Jingyi wiping Song Xinya's mouth and replied, "It's nothing."

"You don't look too good," Mr. Li said jokingly, "Could it be that your wife is having an affair behind your back?"

Qin Yuhe: "You can figure out this reason as soon as you open your mouth. It seems you've been cheated on by your wife quite a few times."

Mr. Li was momentarily speechless.

Laughter erupted from all around.

Mr. Li blushed deeply.

He coughed, trying to save face, and said, "My wife is virtuous and kind, and treats me exceptionally well. How could she possibly cheat on me? Mr. Qin, what you're saying is going too far."

Qin Yuhe: "Your wife treats you so well, and you still cheat on her with other women? Have you no conscience?"

Mr. Li's already red face turned even redder.

Another burst of laughter erupted from the private room.

Some people couldn't help but make fun of it.

"President Li, you're so stubborn and suffer for it. Why did you have to provoke President Qin? Now you're in trouble."

"Everyone else has a beautiful woman by their side, except for President Qin who is sitting alone. President Li, don't you know? President Qin is keeping himself pure for his wife."

"President Qin and his wife have such a good relationship, yet you have such a foul mouth to make fun of their marital relationship. Who else should we scold if not you?"

To avoid losing to Qin Yuhe, President Li said, "My relationship with my wife is also very good."

Everyone echoed Qin Yuhe's words: "You and your wife have such a good relationship, yet you're still cheating on her with other women. Have you no conscience?"

Mr. Li shut his mouth and stopped talking.

Qin Yuhe was too lazy to pay attention to anyone else at the moment, his eyes were fixed on the photo Zhao Yinian posted on her WeChat Moments.

I tapped it, and the photo took up the entire phone screen.

Double-click to enlarge the photo.

Due to the angle of the photo, Qin Yuhe could not see Song Xinya's expression.

But you can see the man wiping her mouth.

She has a highly distinctive appearance, neither too delicate nor too rugged, with impeccable features, well-proportioned facial contours, and good skin.

The man's gaze was fixed on his wife's lips, and he pressed the tissue in his hand against the corner of her lips.

Qin Yuhe licked his back molars with the tip of his tongue.

Instead of questioning his wife, he dialed Zhao Yinian's number and said, "Delete the latest photo on your WeChat Moments."

He wasn't worried about what others would say about him, but rather about what they would say about her after seeing the photo.

He did his best to minimize the impact of the rumors on her.

Zhao Yinian was overjoyed to receive a call from Qin Yuhe. Her voice was sweet and coquettish as she said, "President Qin, I was just sharing my life in a very ordinary way."

Qin Yuhe: "I think you're courting death."

The tone was cold, the words merciless, and there was no room for negotiation.

Zhao Yinian: "President Qin, I'll delete it now."

Qin Yuhe's voice was as sharp as a knife: "Zhao Yinian, the reason I haven't fired you yet is because you once saved my grandmother's life, but gratitude doesn't last forever. With your repeated self-destructive behavior, it will eventually be worn away."

"Stop with these petty tricks. They're stupid, low, and ridiculous. They only prove you're a bit dim-witted and nothing else."

Zhao Yinian looked aggrieved: "President Qin, I really didn't mean to. I was only looking at myself and didn't notice that another man was wiping Song Xinya's mouth in the background."

Qin Yuhe: "Others get the benefits and act innocent, but you're being stupid and still acting innocent? Has your brain run away from home or rusted? You're so stupid, but you think everyone in the world is stupid and can't see through your lies? You're really incredibly stupid."

He hung up the phone decisively.

A business partner nearby asked, "Who was President Qin just reprimanding?"

Qin Yuhe's expression was cold: "An employee who doesn't know his place."

One of the playboys joked, "Can't you see that President Qin is in a bad mood? You beauties, why don't you seize the opportunity to coax President Qin?"

The room was filled with beauties who had long coveted Qin Yuhe.

The men sitting in this private room were all high-ranking officials and wealthy individuals, among whom Qin Yuhe stood out the most.

He is also exceptionally handsome.

Who wouldn't want this unattainable beauty to submit to their charms?

However, because of Qin Yuhe's icy demeanor that kept people at a distance, no woman dared to approach him rashly.

Now, after a young nobleman stirred things up, the desire in the hearts of the beauties to pluck the flower from the high mountain has resurfaced.

Among them, the most beautiful woman in the cheongsam had affectionate eyes, petal-shaped lips, a slender waist, long legs, and a full, rounded bust, making her strikingly beautiful.

She had been trying to get close to Qin Yuhe for a while, her eyes scanning him up and down.

Taking advantage of the situation, she picked up a cup of honeysuckle and chrysanthemum tea, walked to the single sofa where Qin Yuhe was sitting, knelt on the carpet, her snow-white thighs exposed from the slit, and offered her slender, delicate hands to Qin Yuhe in a soft and pleasant voice: "Mr. Qin, please have some tea."

Qin Yuhe glanced sideways with his cold eyes: "How come there are so many people who have no sense of propriety?"

The confident look on the woman in the cheongsam turned into the embarrassment of being rejected.

Her eyes reddened, she sniffed, and her beautiful face looked pitiful as she said, "Mr. Qin, I just wanted to bring you a cup of tea to cheer you up."

Qin Yuhe: "Knowing I'm married, you still try to get close to me. How innocent are you?"

The cheongsam-clad beauty's innocent and pitiful act has always worked on countless men, but today it failed for the first time.

Knowing that Qin Yuhe wouldn't buy it, she put the tea on the table and returned it.

The other men reached out and hooked their arms around her waist, holding her close and stroking her up and down: "President Qin doesn't love you, but President Wang does. Be good, give Brother Wang a kiss."

Qin Yuhe ignored him and went to Zhao Yinian's Moments, only to find that the picture had been deleted.

He swiped his finger across the screen, tapped on WeChat Sports, and saw that Song Xinya's WeChat steps had increased again.

When I checked the camera's monitoring software, the bedroom was empty.

The sounds of a man's heavy breathing and a woman's soft panting filled the private room.

Qin Yuhe found it utterly pointless.

He got up and left the private room.

The assistant, who had been waiting outside, came forward: "Mr. Qin, is the business deal finished?"

Qin Yuhe: "No."

Assistant: "Then why did you come out?"

Qin Yuhe: "If we don't come out, are we supposed to stay inside and watch the battle?"

Assistant: "What are they watching? Are they watching a war movie inside?"

Qin Yuhe glanced at him but didn't say anything.

After Qin Yuhe had walked away, the driver said to his assistant, "Do you know what kind of look Mr. Qin gave you just now?"

Assistant: "What kind of look is that?"

Driver: "The way they look at idiots."

assistant:"……"

"Hey, what the hell? Why are you cursing at me for no reason?"

Driver: "I'm teaching you."

Assistant: "Teach me how to swear?"

Driver: "What Mr. Qin meant by 'watching' was that people in the private room were having sex, the kind of sex where men and women are making out and moaning, understand?"

If you still don't understand, you're really an idiot.

The assistant found it unbelievable: "There were so many people in the private room, and they just started fighting?"

Driver: "Some men are perverts. The more people there are, the more energetic they get. It's exciting."

Assistant: "These people are really playing dirty tricks."

Driver: "You should go find someone to date when you have time. Don't be so clueless about that kind of thing. You're always so slow to react, like an idiot."

Assistant: "I'm not interested in talking about it. I prefer working."

Driver: "President Qin said the same thing before. Look at him now, after getting a wife, all he can think about is his wife."

Assistant: "How did you know Mr. Qin was thinking about his wife?"

Driver: "Why is President Qin so restless right now? It's because of his wife."

The assistant looked at Qin Yuhe, who was standing at the end of the corridor, and said, "Really?"

A crystal chandelier casts shimmering light, its warm golden glow bathing the man as he faces the window at the end of the corridor, looking down at the bustling traffic on the street.

The phone I'd been holding rang, and a woman's cheerful voice came through.

"Hello, hello, greetings to Brother Qin Yuhe."