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

Song Xinya: "Before Qin Yuhe married me, he solved his problems on his own over the course of 29 years."

Tian Tianquan: "So how do you think he solved it? He's such a handsome guy, and so rich, he couldn't possibly just lie in bed every night, take off his pants, and use Thumbelina for handicrafts, could he?"

Song Xinya thought about it and felt that the image was too abstract and unlikely.

Tian Tianquan: "Mr. Qin wasn't a virgin when he married you, was he?"

Song Xinya: "No."

Tian Tianquan: "That settles it then, another woman has taken care of his physical needs."

Song Xinya thought that Qin Yuhe's superb skills, which could make women feel like they were dying and addicted to sex after just one experience, must have been learned from other women.

It's not just men who have possessiveness; women do too.

The thought of sharing a penis with another woman made Song Xinya feel uncomfortable.

My heart aches, like it's been soaking in lemonade.

It may be bitter, but Song Xinya is no longer a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl. She slept with other men before marrying Qin Yuhe, so it's unfair for her to demand that he be a virgin.

If she keeps bringing this up, and he counters by asking her if she had other men before marriage, then she'll be embarrassed.

She's already married, but because he slept with another woman, she's still resentful and they argue, so her life together will never be good.

When arguing, it's easy to get carried away with emotions, and when emotions run high, all the barbs are stabbed at the other person, saying hurtful, offensive, and extreme things.

Language is the sharpest weapon that can wound people, leaving scars on their hearts in an instant.

Even if the wounds are invisible, the scars from those harsh words will remain forever in your heart.

Being tolerant of loved ones is a lifelong lesson.

Song Xinya: "How Qin Yuhe dealt with his physical needs in the past is a thing of the past. Yesterday's sun can't dry today's clothes. It's time to turn the page and let bygones be bygones. Life is about moving forward. If you keep dwelling on the past, you're just wasting your time. Compared to the past, I'd rather live well in the present."

Tian Tianquan: "With this mindset, this awareness, this magnanimity, no wonder you can sleep well every night."

She leaned her head towards Song Xinya and asked, "So tell me, how does President Qin currently satisfy his physiological needs?"

After thinking for a moment, Song Xinya replied, "It should be Thumbelina for crafts."

Tian Tianquan imagined the scene and found it somewhat amusing: "President Qin is so pitiful, so pitiful, so pitiful."

Song Xinya: "What's so bad about him? What man in the world hasn't done some handicrafts with Thumbelina?"

On a whim, Tian Tian picked up her phone: "Let me ask Chen Siyan."

Song Xinya: "Can you even ask something like that?"

Tian Tianquan: "Chen Siyan and I talk about everything. Once, when he was masturbating, he even asked me if I wanted to watch the live broadcast."

Song Xinya was eating strawberry cake when she heard this and almost swallowed the spoon.

Eating with Tian Tianquan is a high-risk activity; please do not imitate it.

The phone rang for less than a second before Chen Siyan answered immediately.

Tian Tianquan: "Your speed is even faster than China's high-speed rail."

Chen Siyan: "Seeing your call made me happier than seeing my own father."

Tian Tianquan: "Does your biological father know about this?"

Chen Siyan: "Should I give him a call and tell him?"

Tian Tianquan: "It's okay if you get called an unfilial son, but don't drag me into being called a vixen."

Chen Siyan: "Don't worry, for the sake of your reputation, I will keep my father in the dark for the rest of my life."

Tian Tianquan: "Let me ask you something. As a single man, how do you usually take care of your physical needs?"

Tian Tianquan never calls him first, so the first thing she asks about is this...

It must be...

It must be...

We absolutely must help him satisfy his physiological needs!

Immediately, Chen Siyan's voice became incredibly excited, full of anticipation: "Quan Quan, stop being so reserved! What do you want to say by asking this question? Just say it!"

Tian Tianquan: "Okay, then I'll just say it directly."

Chen Siyan nodded vigorously, "Mmm-hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm."

Tian Tianquan: "Do you do crafts every night?"

Chen Siyan: "?"

Undeterred, he asked, "Are you trying to say you'd like to help me with the crafts? I know you're a girl and might be shy to say it, but that's okay. I'm very considerate and have already said it for you. You just need to give a soft 'hmm' and that's it. Action, start, come on, hmm."

Tian Tianquan: "I'll yell at you, you big-headed son!"

Chen Siyan: "Your analogy is particularly accurate; Brother Yan's is indeed quite large."

Tian Tianquan considers herself a purebred Asian, but compared to Chen Siyan, she feels that she is still lacking in the qualities of an Asian.

"I'm not that selfless, am I? I'd be bored out of my mind."

Chen Siyan: "Don't use the phrase 'bored out of your mind' to describe yourself; you don't have that quality."

Tian Tianquan: "Holy shit."

Chen Siyan: "You're only fit to be the one being taken advantage of."

Tian Tian is very good at making others speechless, but it's rare for her to be speechless herself.

After a long pause, Tian Tianquan said, "Don't overthink it, I just meant it literally, asking you how a man solves his physiological needs."

Chen Siyan: "Inflatable doll."

Tian Tian's voice rose: "What???!"

Chen Siyan repeated, "Inflatable doll."

Tian Tianquan felt like she'd been struck by lightning, her scalp tingling: "I thought you'd only do some handicrafts, but you came right off the bat with an inflatable doll."

Chen Siyan: "No, why do I get the feeling you're a little angry?"

Tian Tianquan felt uncomfortable whenever she thought about Chen Siyan pressing a human-shaped plastic doll down on her every night.

"Chen Siyan, you're a pervert! A complete pervert! A dead pervert! A stinking pervert! Ptooey! Ptooey ptooey ptooey ptooey ptooey ptooey ptooey ptooey!"

Chen Siyan: "We were having a good chat, why did you suddenly start cursing at me?"

Tian Tianquan: "Nine road rollers are broken, eight are still rolling. You freak must be a reincarnation of a Japanese! Pah ...

Chen Siyan's head was buzzing from being spat on: "Tian Tian Quan, why are you reacting so strongly? I was the one using the inflatable doll, not you. I was pressing the inflatable doll down on my body, not you. And you're spitting and cursing at me like that? What did I do to you?"

Tian Tianquan: "Go on, hurry up, it's getting dark. A moment of passion is worth a thousand pieces of gold. Hurry up and get your inflatable doll on the bed and get busy. Don't bother getting married later, marry your inflatable doll instead. Then let her give you a little inflatable doll. You three, two plastic and one, live a good life!"

Chen Siyan: "Wow, you're telling me I can't get married? Getting married is a man's lifelong dream! That's so vicious! I didn't do anything wrong, Tiantian, why are you suddenly getting angry?"

Tian Tian Quan: "Get lost, you super invincible pervert!"

*Click!* He hung up the phone!

Tian Tian was panting heavily, looking extremely angry.

Song Xinya witnessed the entire process.

How did things develop so inexplicably? We were talking about how Qin Yuhe solved his physiological needs, and then suddenly, Tian Tianquan and Chen Siyan's dried salt products were put on the shelves.

Tian Tianquan threw her phone back into her bag: "I'm in a bad mood, baby, come with me to a bar for a drink."

Song Xinya recalled the time she went to a bar and saw a male model use his abs to open a bottle, which Qin Yuhe caught her doing, and replied, "Were there any male models?"

Tian Tianquan: "Don't worry, order whatever you like, your husband isn't home anyway."

Song Xinya: "...That's not what I meant."

Tian Tian winked and gave me a knowing look: "You mean one male model isn't enough? You want eight to serve you all at once."

Song Xinya: "It's one thing for you to think that way yourself, but why do you have to throw those dirty thoughts at me?"

Tian Tianquan slammed her hand on the table and stood up: "I'm so angry at Chen Siyan for using that lewd thing with inflatable dolls. I'm going to order eight male models to calm down."

Tian Tianquan's talk was all talk; when they actually got to the bar, she didn't order a single male model.

I'm afraid of getting infected with a disease.

AIDS, syphilis, gonorrhea, and herpes are rampant now.

Who knows what kind of people male models have served? What if they're unlucky enough to get infected with a venereal disease?

I'm genuinely lustful, and I'm also genuinely honest. Despite having hormonal imbalances and eight infections, I'm still clear-headed. You can doubt my fidelity in relationships, but you must believe me, I'm truly afraid of dying!

What I'm upholding isn't just womanly virtue, it's gynecological health!

Tian Tianquan downed a Bloody Mary cocktail and then went to the dance floor to dance.

Song Xinya sat in a booth, slowly savoring a cocktail called "See You Tomorrow".

In the clear glass, the sky-blue liquid is bright and clear, with a yellow lemon slice floating on top. Its appearance is dreamy, and it looks like a refreshing summer drink.

The first taste is slightly sweet, with fruity aroma mixed with the tartness of lemon, giving it a strong cheongsam feel.

The blue liquor enters the throat, and the rich, blended flavors of vodka, gin, rum, and other spirits quickly explode in the throat, bringing a strong, stimulating sensation and creating a stark contrast in taste.

By the time you realize how strong the alcohol is, you might already be slightly tipsy and have to say "see you tomorrow."

Song Xinya took a picture of the cocktail and sent it to Qin Yuhe, along with a message:

I want to see you tomorrow.