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

Chapter 17 He is in excellent health...

Song Xinya went up to the second floor, to the bedroom that Qin Yuhe had prepared for her.

This is their marital home.

The decorating style remains modern Scandinavian, with extensive use of black, white, and gray tones. The cabinets and furniture are mainly light-colored, and the floors are covered with white long-pile carpets, creating a simple, sophisticated, and stylish look.

Typical Qin Yuhe style.

Song Xinya asked her assistant, "Does Mr. Qin often stay at this house?"

Assistant: Not often. Mr. Qin owns many properties; this is just one of them. Of course, this property is yours now.

Song Xinya: "Will Mr. Qin be coming over tonight?"

The assistant wanted to say no, because according to the plan, President Qin was to discuss a financial consumption stimulus plan with important government officials tonight.

However, after making two confident bets with the driver and losing badly both times, the assistant realized a truth: whenever it came to Miss Song, President Qin always seemed to break the rules and make exceptions for her.

So the assistant said in a cryptic tone, "That's the situation right now. As for the specifics, we'll have to see how things develop."

Song Xinya understood, but he didn't know either.

When Song Xinya put the clothes she brought into the wardrobe and went downstairs, the maid had already prepared a meal, with all sorts of expensive ingredients laid out on the table.

Song Tingye's stomach was like a bottomless pit; he would get hungry again soon after eating, and even after he was full, he could still eat two more bowls.

He was already sitting at the table waiting for the meal to start, but Song Xinya didn't come over. He sat there properly without touching his chopsticks.

Song Xinya picked up her chopsticks and took her first bite before Song Tingye had even started eating.

Song Xinya never asked Song Tingye to do this; it was he who insisted on doing it.

His sister was placed ahead of him; this was Song Tingye's principle.

The first meal Song Xinya and Song Tingye had in this villa was cooked to their liking.

Song Tingye: "I didn't expect my brother-in-law to also like spicy food, just like us."

The assistant standing to the side said, "Mr. Qin usually eats light food and likes Cantonese cuisine. Today, Mr. Qin specially instructed the servants to cook Sichuan-style dishes for Miss Song and Young Master Song."

Song Tingye: "Huh? How did brother-in-law know that my sister and I like spicy food?"

Song Xinya recalled her conversation with Qin Yuhe in the kitchen last night. She thought they were just chatting idly, but she didn't expect him to remember it.

She suddenly remembered the days she spent in the Song family. She was allergic to soybeans and could not eat any soy products. If she accidentally ate them, she would break out in rashes all over her body and have difficulty breathing.

She had told her father, Song Xuanli, about the seriousness of the matter many times, but the Song family still put soybeans in every dish.

You can never wake up someone who is pretending to be deaf and dumb, because they don't love you.

If I don't love you, why would I care about your feelings?

Song Xinya said to the maid beside her, "If Mr. Qin returns, please serve mainly Cantonese cuisine."

He was considerate of her, so she naturally had to be considerate of him in return.

After dinner, Song Xinya prepared to go shopping and buy some items.

Before leaving, she went into Song Tingye's room: "I won't be here this afternoon."

Song Tingye's eyes gleamed with a sly light: "Really?"

Song Xinya saw right through his little scheme: "Don't even think about sneaking out to have fun. You have at least five sets of practice papers to do. I'll check when I get back to see if you've finished them."

Song Tingye wailed, "Making me do five sets of test papers in one afternoon is a moral decline, a loss of humanity, and an insult to me, the flower of our motherland."

Song Xinya: "Then six sets."

Song Tingye: "No."

Song Xinya: "If you don't finish writing, I'll make you eat 'stir-fried bamboo shoots with pork' tonight."

Song Tingye: "I'm a grown man, and you still hit my bottom with a bamboo stick? Don't I have any dignity?"

Song Xinya: "No matter how old you are, if you eat my food and drink my water, you have to listen to my rules."

Song Tingye: "I'm eating my brother-in-law's food now."

Song Xinya: "I can make your brother-in-law stop you from eating right away."

Song Tingye stretched out her small hand and gave an OK sign: "Five sets of test papers it is, no big deal, deal."

When Song Xinya walked out of the living room door, she saw a Porsche Ice Berry Pink parked in the yard.

The streamlined body, with a touch of purple in the pink, is like a fresh strawberry wrapped in snow. The high-grade paint shines with a moist and glossy luster under the sunlight, so delicate that it can reflect the white clouds in the sky.

Before the marriage, Qin Yuhe promised to give her a 1200-square-meter detached villa in a prime location, a Porsche in ice-berry pink as her car, and a monthly allowance of 200,000 yuan. He is now fulfilling his promises one by one.

.........

Song Xinya met up with her best friend Tian Tianquan and went to a lingerie store.

This store is divided into sections by style, with sweet-style lingerie in section one and sexy-style lingerie in section two.

Song Xinya went straight to the second section and picked out a burgundy nightgown with thin straps, a deep V-neck that went all the way up to her chest, and a completely bare back. The length of the dress barely covered her buttocks.

Although it's called a nightgown, it's actually more like lingerie.

Tian Tianquan exclaimed, "Getting married really changes things. Before, I felt embarrassed to show my thighs, but now I can't wait to show my butt to my husband."

Song Xinya: "..."

She looked around.

Tian Tianquan: "Don't worry, it's just the two of us in the whole district."

She pointed to a purple nightgown next to her and said to Song Xinya, "That one has a hole cut out in the middle of the chest; it's perfect for busty girls. Honey, do you want to buy it and wear it for your husband?"

Song Xinya blushed: "My husband probably wouldn't like to watch this."

Tian Tianquan: "If I, a woman, want to watch this, how could men not want to watch it? I bet they would not only want to, but also want to rush to the toilet and masturbate."

Song Xinya: "Keep your voice down, is it something to be proud of?"

Tian Tian waved her arm and said, "What's wrong? We're all Minions. It's something etched into our DNA. We're all adults. Who doesn't know how babies are born?"

Song Xinya took out the apple she had prepared earlier and stuffed it into Tiantian's mouth.

While crunching on an apple, Tian Tianquan chatted with Song Xinya: "Baby, I knew you were destined for great things. With your extraordinary self-discipline, you lost eighty pounds in a year and married the most handsome and richest man in Beijing's elite circle. Your story is straight out of a wish-fulfillment novel; it could be made into a short drama."

"Speaking of Qin Yuhe, the son of a prominent figure in Beijing's elite circles, I've only seen him on CCTV-2's financial channel. What does he look like in real life? Is he even more handsome than on TV?"

Qin Yuhe is more than just handsome; he's stunningly beautiful, so much so that women feel inferior standing next to him.

Song Xinya: "Handsome, very handsome."

Tian Tianquan: "Do you have a good figure? Do you have eight-pack abs?"

Song Xinya: "I don't know."

"You don't even know your legal husband?" Tian Tianquan exploded: "Song Xinya, please don't tell me you and your husband haven't slept together."

Song Xinya: "I definitely didn't sleep with him."

Tian Tianquan was even more shocked: "He can resist such a stunning beauty like you with big breasts and a slim waist? Is there something wrong with his body? He can't do it."

Song Xinya recalled how Qin Yuhe had pinned her to the table last night, pressing against her from behind...

"He's in very good health..." Very good, in the sense of "very good..."

Tian Tianquan: "So what's going on between you two? He married you but won't touch you. Is he planning to treat you like a goddess?"

He touched her; he even kissed her body last night.

The reason it didn't work out was because, according to Song Xinya, "mainly because there just wasn't a suitable opportunity."

Tian Tianquan: "What opportunity do you need for this? You can do it as soon as you take your pants off."

"If there's no bed, there's a table; if there's no table, there's a chair. At worst, he can pin you against the wall and still do it."

An apple couldn't shut her up, so Song Xinya took a bitter melon out of her bag and stuffed it into Tian Tian's mouth.

The field circle turned into a bitter circle.

Now he behaved himself and ran to the bathroom to rinse his mouth repeatedly.

Song Xinya took the burgundy nightgown to the cashier to pay.

She craned her neck to look into the bathroom. Tian Tianquan hadn't come out yet. She reached out, grabbed the purple nightgown in a flash, paid for it, and stuffed it into her bag.

Tian Tianquan came out of the bathroom: "Where did that purple nightgown go?"

Song Xinya: "A woman just came in and bought it."

Tian Tianquan looked at Song Xinya, narrowed her eyes, and smiled calmly: "Alright, alright, I know that woman isn't you."

.........

Government building, conference room.

Qin Yuhe sat in the center of the first row, dressed in a suit and tie, with a solemn expression. Throughout the three-hour meeting, he maintained a straight back and elegant demeanor.

During a break in the meeting, the assistant approached Qin Yuhe and said, "Mr. Qin, everything regarding Miss Song has been taken care of, and she is currently staying at the Forbidden City Mansion."

Qin Yuhe gave a soft "hmm" to indicate that he understood.

After the assistant finished reporting and was about to leave, he stopped, thought for a moment, and then said, "Mr. Qin, Miss Song asked you today if you're going home tonight."

There is a VIP lounge in the government building, and the staff has already made room for Qin Yuhe. The meaning is clear: he is to stay here tonight for all-night discussions.

This meeting is very important; there are many things to discuss, and they are closely related to the interests of the Qin Group.

Qin's father, Qin Linxiao, had previously instructed him to take this meeting seriously and to prioritize it above all else.

Qin Yuhe took out his phone, clicked on Song Xinya's profile picture, and sent her a message: [Mrs. Qin, do you want me to go home tonight?]

The other person quickly replied: [I want to]

Qin Yuhe: [If you want to, I'll reply.]