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

Chapter 29 Mrs. Qin, you are very beautiful

Song Xinya opened the wardrobe and saw that Qin Yuhe was missing three sets of clothes, guessing that he had gone on a business trip again today.

Because there was a gluttonous ghost reincarnated in the family, Song Tingye, dinner was eaten relatively early.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, dinner was already on the table.

The only man in the house was Song Tingye, so Song Xinya continued as before, staying indoors and wearing her nightgown all day.

A pure white silk slip dress, knee-length, revealing slender, fair legs.

The neckline wasn't low, only revealing her slender neck and delicate collarbone.

The soft fabric clung to her body, her shoulders relaxed, her waist slender, and her soft, undulating curves perfectly outlined.

The clothes were a very simple style, but they exuded a charming and alluring allure on her.

The maid saw this young mistress of the Qin family. Although she had been in contact with her for several days, she was still struck by her beauty every time she saw her, and felt dizzy for a moment.

In Song Tingye's eyes, Song Xinya is: a woman.

Song Xinya was less attractive to Song Tingye than the cold beef salad on the table.

Song Xinya sat at the dining table, while Song Tingye stared at the cold beef salad the whole time.

"Is my brother-in-law coming home for dinner tonight?"

Song Xinya: "No, let's start eating."

"Who says I'm not coming back?" Unhurried footsteps sounded as Qin Yuhe walked in.

Song Xinya stood up in surprise: "Mr. Qin, weren't you supposed to be going on a business trip today?"

Qin Yuhe: "We're not releasing any more now."

Song Xinya guessed that he must have something to tell her.

Qin Yuhe glanced at the bowls and plates in front of her and asked, "Have you had dinner?"

Song Xinya: Not yet, we're just about to eat.

Qin Yuhe asked her if she wished, "Would you like to come back to the Qin family's old house for dinner now?"

Song Xinya knew that he meant he wanted to take her home to meet his parents.

"Can."

Since you're already married, meeting the parents is a matter of course.

Qin Yuhe's gaze swept over her snow-white chest: "Go upstairs and change your clothes now. I'll wait for you."

As Song Xinya was about to go upstairs, Song Tingye said, "Sister, brother-in-law, neither of you are eating with me. I'm so lonely. I've lost my appetite."

Song Xinya glanced at his mouth, which was stuffed full of beef: "Isn't this delicious? How much more do you want? Do you want to eat the whole earth?"

Song Tingye looked at Qin Yuhe: "Brother-in-law, shall I go with you?"

Qin Yuhe pulled out a napkin with his long fingers and covered Song Tingye's mouth: "Don't talk while eating or sleeping."

The couple walked up to the second floor one after the other.

Song Tingye pulled the napkin off his mouth, picked up a large mouthful of cold beef salad, put it in his mouth, and let out a long sigh.

"Ugh, I'm so lonely, I can't even eat."

.........

In the bedroom on the second floor, Qin Yuhe walked in as Song Xinya was taking off her nightgown.

Two thin shoulder straps dangled from her shoulders to her elbows, revealing her soft, half-exposed skin.

Qin Yuhe's eyes fell upon a deep ditch.

Both of them were taken aback.

Flickering sparks of light flashed in the air.

Song Xinya was not used to exposing her body in front of Qin Yuhe, and had never fully exposed herself to him.

She pulled the bra strap back up, took a dress from the closet, and headed towards the bathroom.

Qin Yuhe didn't say anything. Although he was very confident in his physique, he still felt a little uncomfortable standing naked in front of her.

After changing her dress, Song Xinya came out of the bathroom and saw Qin Yuhe sitting on the bed, his legs, encased in suit pants, naturally slightly apart, his deep black eyes staring at her.

For some reason, the moment Song Xinya saw his eyes, she thought of a lion hunting its prey on the African savanna, full of aggression.

Her heart trembled violently.

Since it was her first time meeting the man's family, Song Xinya naturally wouldn't go there unprepared.

She sat in front of the mirror, picked up various cosmetics, and skillfully applied her makeup.

A light touch of mauve lipstick smears onto moist lips, while eyeliner pencils trace smooth lines along the lash line, and eyebrows are softly curved.

Her base makeup was very light because her skin was fair and delicate, so there wasn't much to conceal.

While she was putting on makeup, Qin Yuhe sat quietly beside her, waiting without urging her to hurry.

He was holding a book, entirely in English.

Song Xinya has excellent English grades and won the top prize in the National College English Competition when she was in school.

She looked at the book cover; the title, translated into Chinese, was "Wuthering Heights".

The entire book revolves around the emotional entanglement between the male and female protagonists.

There is a very famous saying—

Don't leave me in a hell without you.

The male protagonist Heathcliff's love for the female protagonist Catherine was as fierce as fire and as mad as a beast; his love for her permeated his entire life.

He was reading this book when they first went on a blind date.

The book's pages showed signs of frequent handling; he had read it more than once.

The more Song Xinya learned about Qin Yuhe, the more surprised she became that he would read such books.

He's a workaholic, why doesn't he spend all his time looking at the company's financial statements?

Noticing Song Xinya's gaze, Qin Yuhe looked up.

Song Xinya was inwardly criticizing him when her gaze, caught up with his.

A fleeting moment of guilt at being caught red-handed passed through her, and she quickly changed the subject: "Do you think my outfit is okay?"

It was as if she was asking him for praise.

If the other person says "so-so" to this kind of question, then you're the one who's embarrassed.

Qin Yuhe's serious and critical gaze traced Song Xinya's face in detail.

His gaze was so tangible that wherever it landed on her face, she felt as if that spot was being roasted on fire.

She had originally intended to change the subject to ease her tension, but it backfired and made her even more nervous.

If he had just given a straight answer and said it outright, that would have been fine, but it was just a moment of tension.

But he just stared at her without saying a word, and it felt like being slowly stabbed in the flesh. She was not nervous at first, but he made her nervous.

This tension is like: you're about to hand in your exam paper but there are still eight big questions left to answer.

Terrible.

After carefully examining her, Qin Yuhe said earnestly, "Mrs. Qin, you are very beautiful."

Song Xinya's cheeks burned even hotter, and she pouted her bright red lips.

.........

Inside the Rolls-Royce, Song Xinya and Qin Yuhe sat in the back seat.

She looked out the car window at the scene outside, and the further she drove, the more people she saw.

The Qin family's old residence is located on a beautiful hillside, sparsely populated, quiet, and very private.

Song Xinya: "This seems to be the road to the city center."

Qin Yuhe: "I want to take you to SKP shopping mall and give you a dress."

Song Xinya looked down at herself: "Isn't my dress pretty?"

Qin Yuhe leaned back in his chair, his posture languid yet refined, as he turned his head to look at her.

"I'm pretty, but I don't deserve someone as pretty as you."