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

"I'm not happy."

Song Xinya rested her pale arms on the table, her fox-like eyes sparkling with a cunning and bright light, and said leisurely, "Aren't you usually very generous? Why are you unhappy again?"

Qin Yuhe: "I'm not as generous as I thought."

Song Xinya: "Be more specific."

Qin Yuhe: "I can't stand by and watch my wife eat alone with another man without doing anything."

Song Xinya smiled with satisfaction: "You should have admitted it earlier, instead of being so stubborn."

Qin Yuhe: "It's not hard, it's soft. Give it a kiss and try it."

Song Xinya's cheeks flushed: "I have someone with me."

Qin Yuhe: "Han Jingyi? Put it on speakerphone so he can hear it."

Song Xinya blushed and smiled, "You may not care about face, but I do."

Worried that he might say something else that would make her blush, Song Xinya stood up and walked out of the private room.

She stopped in the corridor and heard Qin Yuhe say, "Delete the post you just made on WeChat Moments."

Song Xinya: "Are you worried about others seeing this and saying you've been cheated on?"

Qin Yuhe: "No, I just think that Han Jingyi doesn't deserve you to post a separate message for him on your WeChat Moments."

Song Xinya: "Then who's good enough for him?"

Qin Yuhe: "Me."

Song Xinya: "You're so possessive, brother~"

Qin Yuhe: "Shout louder, I like to hear you shout loudly."

Song Xinya's cheeks flushed even more: "Why do I feel like what you're saying is indecent?"

Qin Yuhe: "Your feeling is right. What I mean is, I like to hear you moaning loudly in bed."

"I miss the way you looked in bed."

Song Xinya's cheeks turned into little furnaces.

"Mr. Qin, is anyone with you?"

Qin Yuhe: "Yes."

Song Xinya: "Then why did you say that to me?"

Qin Yuhe: "Inside the car, the partition was raised, so they couldn't hear us."

Song Xinya: "So you can do whatever you want?"

Qin Yuhe: "Why not?"

His words, coupled with his serious tone, made Song Xinya laugh.

After chatting for a while, Song Xinya said, "I'm going to eat hot pot."

Qin Yuhe: "Delete that post on WeChat Moments before you eat it."

He is very persistent.

She absolutely refused to let another man monopolize one of her WeChat Moments.

Song Xinya: "Let me tell you a secret, I set that post on WeChat Moments to be visible only to you."

Qin Yuhe: "...Are you kidding me?"

Song Xinya: "I don't eat human flesh, I only eat mutton hot pot."

Qin Yuhe: "...Although that post on WeChat Moments was only visible to me, I deleted it."

I have to delete it; otherwise, I won't be able to eat.

Song Xinya opened her WeChat Moments and pressed the delete button: "I've already deleted it."

Qin Yuhe: "good"

Song Xinya: "Can we go eat now?"

Qin Yuhe: "How many people?"

Song Xinya: "Four."

Qin Yuhe: "better"

Song Xinya couldn't stop laughing.

Qin Yuhe didn't hang up the phone. He listened quietly to her laughter on the other end and then slightly curled the corners of his lips.

After Song Xinya finished laughing, the two said goodbye to each other and hung up the phone.

When Song Xinya returned to the private room, her eyebrows, eyes, and even every strand of hair exuded happiness and joy.

The phrase "like a gentle spring breeze" became tangible on her face.

Han Jingyi looked at her and asked, "Did something good happen?"

Tian Tianquan said, "What good things could possibly happen? She's already incredibly happy just from chatting on the phone with her husband."

Chen Siyan: "Absolutely, she's got a husband's brain all over her."

Han Jingyi blinked heavily behind his gold-rimmed glasses, his eyelashes drooping, and picked up his teacup to drink water.

The waiter brought over the dishes, and Han Jingyi picked up something and put it into the hot pot.

Tian Tian exclaimed, "Dr. Han, why did you put your chopsticks into the pot?!"

Han Jingyi snapped out of his daze and quickly reached out to grab it.

Chen Siyan reacted quickly, tugging at his arm: "Hey, why did you put your hand in the hot pot?!"

This gentleman, who was always refined and gentlemanly, and whose demeanor was always composed and proper, was completely flustered.

A drop of red oil splattered on the back of Han Jingyi's hand, and his skin immediately turned red.

Song Xinya: "Jingyi, hurry up and flush the toilet!"

Hands are extremely important to a surgeon.

Han Jingyi usually takes great care of protecting and maintaining his hands, but he injured the back of his hand at a dinner party.

He stood up and strode outside: "I'm going to wash my hands."

Song Xinya stood up: "I'll go with you."

Han Jingyi stopped her, saying, "No need, it's not a serious injury. You can sit down, I'll be fine soon."

He left the private room but never returned.

Ten minutes later, he sent Song Xinya a message: [There's a critically ill patient at the hospital who needs immediate treatment, I'm going back now.]

He just wanted some peace and quiet.

He couldn't control his emotions at that moment, and he was worried that he would lose face in front of her again.

After finishing the hot pot, Song Xinya went to the front desk to pay the bill, only to find that Han Jingyi had already paid.

Tian Tianquan: "That Dr. Han didn't eat a single bite, and he even paid the bill for us. He's such a nice guy."

Song Xinya: "He really has a good character."

Tian Tianquan: "He's good-looking too, especially the refined kind of handsome. You can tell at a glance that he comes from a scholarly family."

Chen Siyan leaned his face close to Tian Tianquan's and asked, "Am I handsome?"

Tian Tian Circle: "Ugly as hell."

Chen Siyan: "Do you have cataracts or glaucoma? You're so blind!"

Tian Tianquan: "I have sharp eyes."

Chen Siyan: "What's wrong? You want to be the Monkey King, Sun Wukong? Too bad you don't have the skills for it. You're better suited to be a female monkey!"

Tian Tianquan raised her arm to scratch Chen Siyan: "You're the monkey, you're the monkey, you're the big-mouthed monkey."

Chen Siyan ran forward.

Tian Tian chased after her and hit her.

The two chased and ran, creating a chaotic scene.

Chen Siyan ran to the Audi A8 and opened the door.

Tian Tian chased after him, trying to scratch his face: "Watch out for my Nine Yin White Bone Claw!"

Chen Siyan reached out and grabbed her slender, fair wrist, twisting her hands behind her back and pressing her onto the passenger seat: "Get in, I'll take you home."

Song Xinya drove herself back to the Forbidden City Mansion.

In the living room, none of the four little ones were asleep.

Song Tingye: "Sister, you're back so early today."

Song Xinya: "Something came up a few days ago, so I got back a bit late."

Song Tingye: "Is the matter resolved?"

Song Xinya: "No."

Song Tingye: "Sister, don't panic when you encounter difficulties. I'll always be there for you."

Song Xinya glanced at him indifferently: "You're all useless."

Song Tingye: "..."

"How am I useless? I'm equally at home in the living room and the kitchen."

Song Xinya: "You go to the living room just to eat beef, and you go to the kitchen just to eat beef."

Song Tingye: "...Sister, give me some face. I'm your own brother."

Song Xinya: "If you weren't my own brother, I would have thrown you away long ago. Back when we were poor, you ate so much beef that you almost bankrupted me! You're a born glutton!"

Song Tingye: "I'm not a born idiot, I'm a genius."

Song Xinya: "School starts tomorrow. How's your handwriting practice? Let me see it."

Song Tingye showed Song Xinya his calligraphy practice book.

Looking at the mess of scribbles on the page, Song Xinya took a deep breath: "I get high blood pressure just looking at your handwriting."

After looking at another one, she said, "Could you go buy me something?"

Song Tingye opened his clear, large eyes and asked, "What do you want to buy?"

Song Xinya: "Shugan Wan (a traditional Chinese medicine for lowering blood pressure) is a blood pressure medication. I'm worried that your scrawled handwriting will make me die."

Song Tingye: "Sis, you're exaggerating. I'm not talking to you anymore, I'm going to sleep."

Song Xinya: "Come back, there's something I want to ask you."

Song Tingye obediently turned back: "What is it?"

Song Xinya waved to the other three children: "You three come over here too."

The four little ones stood in a row facing Song Xinya.

Seeing the serious expression on Song Xinya's face, everyone was curious about what Song Xinya wanted to say to them.

Song Xinya's eyes swept over the four children's faces one by one, and she asked, "You four are all seventeen years old this year and will be in your senior year of high school. Do you know a seventeen-year-old high school student named Sheng Tianjun?"