Third Master, please restrain yourself. Our marriage is a marriage of convenience.

"To overthink is to slander people without even opening your mouth? That's not overthinking, that's spreading rumors." Pei Jinhe fought against ten people single-handedly, displaying astonishing fighting power and leaving them all speechless.

Jiang Jing jumped in again, feigning concern, and said, "Everyone is just too worried about Dr. Qin, why are you being so aggressive?"

"What are you all doing gathered here?" Qin Yuyang's voice rang out, and he frowned unhappily as he looked at the large crowd outside his office.

The man, wearing a white coat, strode over unhurriedly, exuding an air of refined elegance.

Pei Jinhe raised an eyebrow.

It's hard to imagine that this is the same unrestrained and wild Qin Yuyang.

The contrast is quite striking.

Upon seeing Qin Yuyang, someone pointed at Pei Jinhe and said, "Dr. Qin, this person entered the office without permission."

"Everyone in the hospital knows that no one can enter your office without your permission. Not only did she enter, she stayed there for a long time. If Jiang Jing hadn't discovered her in time, who knows how long she would have stayed."

"Yes, what if something important gets lost?"

Their voices were sarcastic and their words implied that Pei Jinhe might be a thief with ill intentions.

"Did you bring these people here?" Qin Yuyang's gaze towards Jiang Jing carried a hint of coldness.

Jiang Jing hadn't realized the seriousness of the problem and still thought she had done a good deed. She began to smear Pei Jinhe without reservation: "Dr. Qin, this is all I should do. After all, I can't let just any Tom, Dick, or Harry into your office..."

"shut up!"

Before she could finish speaking, Qin Yuyang coldly interrupted her.

The man's voice was cold and ruthless: "I invited her specifically, and I told her to wait for me in my office."

Jiang Jing was startled and kept her mouth tightly shut, not daring to make a sound.

What kind of kind person could be able to be on such good terms with Shen Huaiyu?

Despite his seemingly carefree and philandering appearance, Qin Yuyang is actually a man of strong principles.

Someone asked, "Dr. Qin, is she your patient?"

"No," Qin Yuyang said.

Jiang Jing clenched her fingers.

It's not a patient coming to the hospital.

That means there's only one possibility left.

Qin Yuyang specifically asked her to come.

What makes her so special that Qin Yuyang is still thinking about her during work hours?

Qin Yuyang's cold gaze swept over everyone present.

"There's so much to do at the hospital every day, have you all finished your work? You still have time to gossip here. With tongues that long, are you all vying to be hanged and reincarnated in the underworld?"

"And you!"

Qin Yuyang looked at Jiang Jing, who was dressed in a flamboyant manner, with a face full of disgust: "Didn't I warn you not to come over if you didn't have to? Wearing such strong perfume in the hospital, what if it affects the patients? You have no respect for life at all. How are you like a doctor? I really feel sorry for your patients."

Jiang Jing's father was a shareholder in the hospital, and he used his connections to get Jiang Jing admitted to the hospital.

She was also a cardiothoracic surgeon, and her father had originally arranged for her to be Qin Yuyang's assistant.

But Qin Yuyang rejected him outright.

Jiang Jing was afraid of leaving a bad impression on Qin Yuyang, so she quickly explained, "No, I'm off today."

Qin Yuyang asked coldly, "Since you're off today, what are you doing in my office?"

Jiang Jing lowered her head, her voice sounding pitiful: "I came to find you, I wanted to ask you some questions about medicine."

Her appearance made many people present feel sorry for her.

Qin Yuyang said expressionlessly, "You have a teacher. If you have any questions in the future, go ask him."

"I understand." Jiang Jing nodded, her voice trembling with a sob.

Qin Yuyang didn't have time to watch her performance: "Alright, everyone disperse."

Before leaving, Jiang Jing glared fiercely at Pei Jinhe.

Blame her!

What a vixen! How dare she seduce Qin Yuyang.

Pei Jinhe: "..."

Why are they putting all sorts of hats on her head?

At this rate, she could become rich just by selling hats.

"You have a really sharp tongue." Pei Jinhe thought of the scene where Qin Yuyang's words were so fluent and smooth just now.

Qin Yuyang opened the drawer, took out a small USB drive, and said proudly, "Sister-in-law, I'm not bragging, but my ability to roast people is just as good as my medical skills."

Pei Jinhe smiled and said, "I can tell."

Qin Yuyang handed her the USB drive: "This USB drive contains all the medical records about psychological problems you requested. I've thoroughly investigated him, covering every possible psychological issue. It's more than enough."

Pei Jinhe put the USB drive into her pocket: "Thank you. When you have time, come over for dinner, I'll cook."

Qin Yuyang smiled and said, "Okay, I definitely want to try your cooking, sister-in-law."

...

After leaving the hospital, Pei Jinhe called Aunt Wang: "Aunt Wang, have you bought groceries?"

Aunt Wang: Not yet.

Pei Jinhe said, "Don't buy the groceries today, I'll go buy them."

After getting in the car, she asked Shen Yan to take her to the vegetable market.

The market was bustling with people. Piles of lush green vegetables were displayed on the stalls, fresh fish were jumping around in the water, and the air was filled with the smell of seafood. Shouts, footsteps, and voices mingled together, creating a lively and bustling atmosphere.

Shen Yan frowned deeply: "Madam, you buy groceries in a place like this?"

Pei Jinhe paused for a moment, then asked, "Where does Aunt Wang usually buy her groceries?"

Shen Yan replied, "The food at the mall is all organic vegetables."

Pei Jinhe: "..."

She's just ignorant and inexperienced.

Looking at the vegetables by the roadside, Shen Yan asked with concern, "Madam, are there any problems with these street vegetables?"

Vegetables like this are usually treated with pesticides.

Pei Jinhe gave a slight smile: "Eating it once in a while won't cause any problems."

After all, she's been eating this for so many years and she's still living a good life.

Pei Jinhe already had a recipe in mind: steamed sea bass, radish and pork rib soup, stir-fried broccoli, and scrambled eggs with tomatoes—all light and stomach-friendly dishes.

After buying groceries, she went back to school to bring her small electric cooker and cooking utensils, preparing to cook for Shen Huaiyu for lunch the next day.

When Shen Huaiyu arrived home, he was enveloped in the chill of late autumn.

He was also holding a bunch of white hibiscus flowers in full bloom in his arms.

Ever since he learned that Pei Jinhe liked hibiscus flowers, he would buy hibiscus flowers from outside every few days to decorate the vases at home.

As soon as I entered, I smelled the delicious aroma wafting from the kitchen.

He looked toward the kitchen.

Pei Jinhe stood in front of the stove, holding a spatula in her hand.

She was tall and slender with prominent brow bones. Her gently drooping eyelashes were tinged with a warm hue by the lamplight. Her sleeves were rolled up to her forearms, revealing her fair, slender arms. Her fingers, holding the spatula, were long and thin.

The series of hand movements were fluid and graceful, a pleasure to watch.