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

Song Xinya got goosebumps when Chen Siyan called her "darling".

"Manager Chen, in public, can you please stop being so mushy?"

Chen Siyan looked up: "Why is calling someone 'darling' so cheesy? Isn't that a term of endearment used by lovers and spouses?"

He casually asked, "Has President Qin never called you 'darling'?"

Song Xinya fell silent.

Chen Siyan exclaimed in surprise, "You really didn't shout that!"

I definitely didn't shout that.

Qin Yuhe would only call her "my darling" in a low, husky voice when they were making love, when the passion was at its peak.

"My darling" was the name she called him.

Tian Tianquan poked her head out from between Chen Siyan's chest and the wall: "Why doesn't President Qin call you 'sweetheart,' 'baby,' or anything like that?"

Song Xinya: "How would I know?"

Tian Tianquan: "You're his wife, why don't you just ask him directly?"

Song Xinya: "If he doesn't want to shout, then he doesn't have to. It's not a big deal."

Tian Tianquan: "Calling each other 'darling,' 'baby,' and 'darling' sounds so nice, and you can tell from the sound that you two have a very close relationship."

Chen Siyan: "Teacher Song, what does President Qin usually call you?"

Song Xinya: "Mrs. Qin, Song Xinya, Madam."

Tian Tianquan: "That's too formal, not intimate at all. Change your address, change your address, quickly make President Qin call you 'sweetheart,' 'baby,' or 'darling.'"

Song Xinya had never seriously considered the matter of how to address someone; Qin Yuhe had always called her whatever he wanted.

As she walked to the restaurant entrance, Tian Tianquan's words kept echoing in her mind: "Change your address, change your address, quickly make President Qin change his address to call you darling, baby, or sweetheart."

The restaurant door was suddenly pushed open from the outside, hitting Song Xinya on the head.

She was preoccupied with something and couldn't back up in time. Just as the glass door was about to hit her on the head, suddenly, a strong force grabbed her from behind and pulled her back.

Very timely, it prevented Song Xinya's head from having a passionate kiss with the glass door.

Song Xinya turned around: "Brother Jingyi!"

Han Jingyi released his gentlemanly hand from her bag: "Did you bump into anything?"

Song Xinya: "No, luckily you pulled me back a step."

Han Jingyi smiled and said, "We really are destined to meet, even just having a meal together."

Song Xinya: "It really is quite a coincidence."

Han Jingyi glanced at the empty space behind her and asked, "Did you come to eat alone?"

Song Xinya: "With my colleagues."

Han Jingyi's smile widened, and he asked again, "Are you walking alone?"

Song Xinya: "Okay, I'll drive myself."

Han Jingyi's smile grew even brighter.

He asked with a slight smile, "What were you thinking about so intently just now?"

Song Xinya: "I miss my husband."

Han Jingyi's smile froze.

After a pause, Han Jingyi asked, "Are you wondering when your husband's hand will recover?"

Song Xinya: "I think about more than just this issue; I think about him in every aspect of my life, anytime and anywhere."

Han Jingyi did not respond.

Song Xinya suddenly remembered something: "Brother Jingyi, has the date for the previously postponed Global Medical Exchange Summit been confirmed?"

Last week, Han Jingyi said that the Global Medical Exchange Summit would be held on Saturday and Sunday, but later said that it would be postponed because some medical experts had something come up and could not attend.

Han Jingyi: "The specific date has not been set yet. I am still communicating with experts in Europe and America."

Song Xinya: "Let me know when the date is confirmed."

Han Jingyi said, "Okay."

Song Xinya felt a little heavy-hearted.

She had originally thought that with the successful holding of the Global Medical Exchange Summit last week, she would be able to meet Sheng Changpu, a leading expert in burns, and then treat Qin Yuhe's hand.

Who knew it would be postponed again?

With this postponement, it's unclear when it will be able to be held again.

Song Xinya wasn't in the mood to talk. After saying goodbye to Han Jingyi, she walked out of the barbecue restaurant.

A waiter chased after her with the bill: "Ms. Song, your table just ordered two more plates of Australian Wagyu beef, and you haven't paid the bill yet."

Han Jingyi stopped the waiter: "I'll pay for her."

After he paid, he saw the waiter carrying two plates of Australian Wagyu beef toward a table.

The table was spacious, but a young and pretty couple squeezed into a booth.

The girl had fair skin, a small face, cherry lips, and bright, lively eyes; she was very pretty and charming.

The man had jet-black hair, dark eyes, a slender build, and a clean and refreshing demeanor, exuding a youthful and energetic aura.

Han Jingyi recognized them as Song Xinya's best friend, Tian Tianquan, and her colleague, Chen Siyan.

The two people are arguing.

Tian Tian squirmed, saying, "Chen Siyan, don't squeeze so tight! You're going to squeeze all the juice out of my peach!"

Chen Siyan: "Don't worry, you're not pregnant yet, so you don't have that function."

An old lady drinking porridge—utterly disgusting!

Tian Tianquan: "Get the hell out of here!"

Chen Siyan: "My mother is old, suffers from rheumatism, herniated disc, and arthritis, so it's inconvenient for her to roll around. I roll for her."

Tian Tian pointed at the floor: "Now you roll over once."

Chen Siyan: "I'm going to roll around on your bed."

Tian Tian put her hands on her hips, ready to start yelling, "You... don't..."

Chen Siyan picked up a lettuce leaf and stuffed it into her mouth, then picked up a piece of roast beef and shoved it into her mouth.

"Eat."

Who wants to eat what he feeds? Tian Tianquan wanted to spit out what was in her mouth, but her tongue licked the sizzling Wagyu beef. It smelled so good!

It wasn't because she was unambitious, but because she couldn't waste food. Farmers work very hard raising cattle. Tian Tian rolled her tongue, chewed the beef, and swallowed it.

Let's keep things separate. Now that we've finished eating the beef, let's continue to criticize him.

Tian Tian Quan: "You...you don't want to..."

Chen Siyan stuffed another piece of lettuce into her mouth and then shoved a piece of beef into it.

Tian Tianquan couldn't curse anymore, and continued eating beef.

Then came the third bite, the fourth bite, the fifth bite...

As he fed her bite by bite, Tian Tianquan forgot about scolding him.

After finishing her meal, Tian Tianquan remembered her best friend Song Xinya and took out her phone to call her.

"Baby, have we arrived at Sheng Tianjun's house yet?"

Song Xinya: "I've already finished teaching him for two hours and I'm just about to go home."

Tian Tian glanced at her watch. She had been eating for another two hours. Damn it, what a glutton!

Send me a message when you get home.

"Okay, my safety officer."

Song Xinya picked up her bag and walked towards the door. Sheng Tianjun followed her to the door and said, "Teacher Song, it's not safe to go out in the dark. I'll take you home."

Song Xinya waved her phone: "No need, I'm always on the phone with my husband, so he'll know immediately if anything happens."

Sheng Tianjun stopped in his tracks, his expression somber: "Oh."

As Song Xinya stepped into the elevator, Tian Tianquan's voice came from her phone: "Baby, call me 'husband' so I can hear it."

Song Xinya: "If Qin Yuhe hears this, I'll rip your tongue out."

Tian Tianquan: "This is too cruel, this tyrant."

"Let's have an interview. What's it like living with a tyrant?"

Song Xinya: "Awesome."

Tian Tianquan: "In which aspect?"

Song Xinya: "In every aspect."

Tian Tian Quan: "Eek eeek eeek eeek eeek, showing off her sex life."

"Let me ask you one more question: Your husband has been away on a business trip for so long, were you particularly hungry and missed him?"

Song Xinya: "I have to answer you honestly, I want to make love to him every night, and I dream about being pinned down by him..."