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

Chapter 49 The Woman with a Mole on Her Buttocks

[I have boarded the plane. My phone will be turned off shortly and will be turned on in two hours.]

Song Xinya pondered these words for a moment. Was President Qin reporting his whereabouts to her?

She tapped her fingers on the screen, replying to him: [Have a safe trip, Mr. Qin]

As the plane was about to take off, Qin Yuhe pressed his thumb on the screen, preparing to turn off the phone, when a message from Song Xinya popped up.

He looked at the message "[President Qin, have a safe journey]" and wondered if it was just his imagination, but he felt that she seemed very happy.

The other party seemed to realize this as well, and sent another message: [I'll miss you so much]

Qin Yuhe curled his lips into a sneer and replied, "[Sweet talk]"

Oh no, he caught me lying.

Song Xinya's delicate eyebrows furrowed, one hand holding her phone and the other pressing against her temple. Her fair face was wrinkled, as if she were particularly worried.

What should I do?

Let's just make it cold.

Song Xinya couldn't very well say, "Yes, I was just trying to appease you."

She didn't know how to reply, so she simply didn't reply.

Although she hadn't spent much time with Qin Yuhe, she knew he wasn't a narrow-minded person and probably wouldn't care about such a small matter.

It's a small matter, right?

Song Xinya put her phone in her bag and continued walking.

On the other side, Qin Yuhe held his phone, waiting for Song Xinya to reply.

The flight attendant came over again and again, urging him to turn off his phone.

Everyone on the plane turned to look at him, scrutinizing him with strange eyes.

For the first time in his life, Young Master Qin was subjected to so much pointing and whispering.

Knowing she wouldn't reply, Qin Yuhe swiped his finger and turned off the phone.

He leaned back in his chair with his long eyelashes closed, a helpless smile on his face.

Honestly, why didn't she say something to comfort her?

The runway sped past the porthole, becoming a blurry line. A sense of weightlessness washed over me, and the city and skyscrapers shrank, turning into patches of color of varying sizes beneath my feet.

Two hours later, Qin Yuhe arrived in Shanghai.

Song Xinya arrived at a reptile pet experience center in Beijing.

Treat customers with patience and thoughtfulness, think what they think, be anxious about what they are anxious about, and cater to their preferences.

Song Xinya remembered that she had promised Qin Yuyan that she would give her eight pig-nosed snakes when they met again.

She went into the reptile pet experience center, carefully selected and bought eight hognose snakes that looked pretty.

She has a delicate round face, a cute little nose, and a pair of small eyes. She falls asleep comfortably as soon as she is touched.

Considering that some people are genuinely afraid of snakes, to the point that they scream at the sight of one, she covered the box containing the hognose snake with a black cloth.

Song Xinya arrived at Qin Yuyan's villa carrying her suitcase and rang the doorbell.

Qin Yuyan opened the door, holding her phone and making a call. When she saw Song Xinya, she stepped aside to let Song Xinya in.

Song Xinya sat quietly to the side, waiting for Qin Yuyan to make a call, her gaze drifting towards her.

She wore a white dress again today, a light and airy gauze dress. Her long hair fell over her shoulders, and her skin was as radiant as winter snow. She looked so elegant and otherworldly, like a pure little angel.

Qin Yuyan sat on the sofa, hugging a pink cushion in her arms. Her slender legs dangled, her toes tapping lightly on the ground. Her small face was filled with longing and anticipation.

"Dad, do you remember what day it is tomorrow?"

Song Xinya's expression shifted slightly; it turned out she was on the phone with Qin's father, Qin Hanxiao.

The phone was set to a loud volume, and Song Xinya could clearly hear the voice on the other end.

Qin Hanxiao: "What's up with tomorrow? Nothing special."

Qin Yuyan's face was full of disappointment.

After a moment of silence, she said, "Dad, tomorrow is my birthday."

Qin Hanxiao: "Oh, really? It's your birthday again so soon. Happy birthday in advance to our little princess."

Qin Yuyan's eyes rekindled with anticipation. Hesitantly, she asked, "Dad, could you wish me a happy birthday tomorrow instead of beforehand?"

Qin Hanxiao lay back in the rocking chair, a cigarette between his fingers, lazily puffing out smoke: "What's the difference between wishing someone a birthday a day early or a day late? Dad's usually busy, he might not remember tomorrow."

The burning expectation in Qin Yuyan's eyes was shattered once again.

She lowered her head, as if talking to herself, and murmured softly, "So Dad can't be with me for my birthday this year."

Qin Hanxiao looked up and slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, speaking in a nonchalant tone: "Daughter, let me tell you, it doesn't matter whether you celebrate your birthday or not. All these holidays nowadays, like Valentine's Day, Goddess Day, 520, 521, are just hyped up by capital to make people spend money. Celebrating holidays is a lie, there's no need to celebrate them at all."

Qin Yuyan: "Since there's no need to celebrate, Dad, why do you always hold the most luxurious banquet in the most luxurious hotel for your birthday, making everyone celebrate for you?"

Qin Hanxiao: "Daughter, I have to go now. I have something important to take care of. Remember to buy yourself something nice to eat on your birthday, and get yourself a big cake. If you run out of money, just ask your brother for some."

The phone call ended, and Qin Yuyan rested her cheek in her hand, head down, eyes drooping, staring blankly at the floor.

After a moment of silence, she picked up her phone again: "I'm going to call my mom."

When the call connected, her voice was filled with anticipation and joy as she called out in a clear, crisp voice, "Mom."

Jiang Yaoxue's voice came through: "Yanyan."

Qin Yuyan's voice was filled with joy and a hint of ingratiation: "Mom, I missed you."

Jiang Yaoxue: "Yanyan, Mommy misses you too."

Qin Yuyan's voice became even more cheerful: "Mom, do you remember what holiday it is tomorrow?"

Jiang Yaoxue: "Tomorrow is our little princess Yanyan's birthday."

Qin Yuyan cheered happily, "There's no one better than Mom in the world! Mom, I knew you loved me."

She asked, "Mom, will you come over and celebrate my birthday with me tomorrow?"

Jiang Yaoxue paused for a moment, then said, "Yanyan, I'm not in Beijing. Xingxing is studying in Europe, and I'm with her."

Qin Yuyan: "Oh, I see. You're with your other daughter and don't have time for me."

Song Xinya was momentarily surprised. Did Qin Yuhe have another younger sister?

Everyone says that the Qin family only has one little princess, Qin Yuyan.

Wealthy families are always full of anecdotes and complicated relationships among their members. Song Xinya had only been married to Qin Yuhe for a short time, and she could guess that there were still things she didn't know about.

Jiang Yaoxue: "Yanyan, you can have your grandparents celebrate your birthday with you. I'll bring you a birthday present when I go back from Europe to make up for it."

Qin Yuyan opened her mouth, wanting to say that her grandparents were not in Beijing either. Her grandmother's younger sister, her great-aunt who lived in another city, was sick, and her grandparents had gone to visit her great-aunt.

She didn't say anything because it wouldn't make a difference; her mother was with her other daughter and didn't have time to celebrate her birthday with her.

After hanging up the phone, Qin Yuyan sat on the sofa, hugging her legs and curling up in a ball, burying her head in her arms. She was all alone, listless, as if all her energy had been drained away, and she looked dejected.

Looking at her, Song Xinya thought of the stray dog ​​that no one wanted on the roadside.

As Song Xinya stood up, intending to pat her head, Qin Yuyan stood up from the sofa and walked towards the study.

Song Xinya carried the pig-nose snake and followed her into the study.

Qin Yuyan sat at her desk, on which sat a transparent box containing her pet corn snake.

She looked at the nest of corn snakes and said, "So what if no one is here to celebrate my birthday? My little snakes will always be with me."

"These little snakes are my children. I am their mother. As their mother, I will always love my children and love each and every one of them."

When Qin Yuyan said these words, her expression was serious, sincere, and firm.

She turned to Song Xinya and said, "Teacher Song, I'm not in the mood to study today. You can leave now."

Song Xinya sat down next to her: "Since you don't want to learn, we won't learn today."

Qin Yuyan was surprised by Song Xinya's words and looked at her in astonishment: "Why don't you, as a teacher, play by your own rules?"

Song Xinya: "What do you think I'll say?"

Qin Yuyan: "I thought you would be like other teachers, lecturing me with a bunch of grand principles, saying that there is no future if you don't study, that if you sleep in class ten years ago, you will be carrying bricks on a construction site ten years later, and that if you can't endure the hardship of studying, you will suffer the hardship of life in the future, blah blah blah, and then forcing me to study."

Song Xinya: "Will you learn if I force you?"

Qin Yuyan said very frankly, "No, if you force me, I'll kill you."

Song Xinya remained calm and composed: "Should I say thank you, little princess, for your leniency?"

Qin Yuyan: "No need to thank me. You didn't force me to study, so I didn't mess with you. If you want to thank someone, thank yourself."

Song Xinya placed the pig-nose snake on the table and lifted the black cloth covering it: "This is a gift for you. See if you like it."

Qin Yuyan looked over and exclaimed, "Wow! These little snakes are white!"

Song Xinya: "Do you like it?"

Qin Yuyan: "I especially like it. I like white."

She asked, "Is this a birthday present you gave me?"

Song Xinya told the truth: "No, it's because I didn't know it was your birthday tomorrow when I bought this gift."

Qin Yuyan: "Oh."

Song Xinya: "I will come to see you again tomorrow and bring you a birthday present."

Qin Yuyan's eyes brightened. Her parents weren't bringing her a gift tomorrow, but this tutor said she would! She asked, seemingly in disbelief, "Really?"

Song Xinya: "More genuine than the most sincere melon seeds."

Qin Yuyan chuckled twice, revealing two sweet dimples at the corners of her lips.

She asked curiously, "Teacher Song, what birthday present are you planning to give me tomorrow?"

Song Xinya said, "It's a very meaningful birthday gift."

Qin Yuyan became even more curious: "What kind of very meaningful birthday gift is it? Tell me quickly."

Song Xinya: "It's a birthday gift that would make you especially happy if you received it."

Qin Yuyan's appetite was whetted: "Teacher Song, stop keeping me in suspense and tell me already!"

Song Xinya: "You really want to know?"

Qin Yuyan nodded emphatically twice: "Mmm!"

Song Xinya took a set of math worksheets out of her bag and placed them in front of her: "Finish this set of questions, and I'll tell you."

Qin Yuyan picked up her pen and wrote on the test paper: "Okay, I'll start the test paper now."

Song Xinya sat to one side with her arms crossed, her smile concealing her accomplishments.

In the study, Qin Yuyan was writing furiously, while Song Xinya leisurely played with the little snake.

The air was filled with the soft scratching of pens on paper.

After Qin Yuyan finished the last question, she realized, "What happened to not studying today? I've already finished a whole test paper!"

Song Xinya graded her test paper. After the score came out, Song Xinya said, "Not bad. You got 8 points last time, but you improved this time and got 9 points."

Qin Yuyan: "If I improve by one point every day, I'll get a perfect score in math in five months and amaze the whole world."

Song Xinya: "More than that, the entire galaxy will be amazed by you."

Qin Yuyan covered her mouth and laughed, "I don't deserve it, I don't deserve it. Don't alert the aliens and they'll kidnap me."

Song Xinya: "Let's review all the questions we got wrong."

Qin Yuyan was slightly taken aback: "Didn't you say that after I finished the test, you would tell me what birthday present you had prepared for me?"

Song Xinya: "When I say 'completing a set of test papers,' I mean the whole process of doing the test, grading it, and reviewing the mistakes."

Qin Yuyan blinked: "Really?"

Song Xinya: "It's more genuine than a can of sincerity."

Song Xinya argued vehemently, "How could I, a teacher, possibly deceive a student like you?"

Qin Yuyan thought about it and agreed, saying, "Okay, then hurry up and explain the wrong questions to me."

Song Xinya began explaining the questions to Qin Yuyan one by one.

Qin Yuyan had a poor foundation; she forgot everything she learned in her second year of high school and didn't learn anything in her first year.

Basically it is—

Some people rely on their abilities to pass exams, some rely on their eyesight, and she relies on her imagination.

Sleeping in class, jumping around after class, failing exams miserably.

Song Xinya had never taught such a bad student.

After a whole afternoon of painstaking teaching, Song Xinya asked Qin Yuyan, "Did you remember everything I just said?"

Qin Yuyan patted her chest and said, "Don't worry, I've forgotten everything."

Song Xinya almost coughed up blood.

At seven o'clock in the evening, the maid came to call Qin Yuyan to have dinner.

The living room was large, and the table was full of food. Qin Yuyan sat alone in a chair.

Song Xinya was walking out with her bag on her back when Qin Yuyan's voice came from behind her just as she was about to step out the door: "Teacher Song, have dinner with me."

Song Xinya turned to look at her. In the vast space, her thin and small body looked lonely and forlorn.

Song Xinya withdrew her foot and walked towards the dining table: "Okay, I'm actually hungry."

Qin Yuyan smiled, her eyes crinkling, revealing shallow dimples.

Song Xinya sat down next to Qin Yuyan and served her a bowl of lotus root and pork rib soup.

During the meal, Qin Yuyan wanted to eat fish, so Song Xinya helped her remove the fish bones.

The little princess has the kind of personality that brightens up at the slightest bit of sunshine. After finishing her meal, she pouted at Song Xinya.

Song Xinya was puzzled. What was she supposed to do? Surely she wasn't supposed to kiss her on the lips?

Two women kissing?

Qin Yuyan: "Wipe my mouth for me."

Song Xinya pulled out a napkin and threw it in her face: "Wipe it yourself."

Qin Yuyan grabbed a napkin from her face and slowly wiped her mouth.

She placed the used napkin aside and looked at Song Xinya, saying, "I'm very happy that you ate with me today. Let me do something for you too."

Song Xinya asked, "What are you going to do for me?"

Qin Yuyan: "Didn't you say before that you wanted me to ask my brother if he had any other women besides my sister-in-law?"

"I'll call my brother now and ask him."

She picked up her phone and dialed Qin Yuhe's number: "Brother, what are you doing?"

Qin Yuhe: "Work, earn money."

Qin Yuyan: "Brother, you've worked hard. I will definitely live up to your expectations and spend the money you earned well."

Qin Yuhe: "When will you grow some brains in your head and make some money for me to spend?"

Qin Yuyan thought about it seriously for a moment, then said, "Maybe in the next life."

Qin Yuhe: "Hang up."

"Hey, hey, brother, don't hang up!" Qin Yuyan quickly called out to him, "Brother, I want to ask you, besides my sister-in-law, do you have any other women?"

Qin Yuhe recalled that woman; on her snow-white, plump right buttock, there was a small, round black mole…

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