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

Chapter 71 Publicly Revealing the Marital Relationship

The next day, after Song Xinya got up, she saw Qin Yuhe come out of the bathroom again, his hair was wet and there were still watermarks on his neck.

Why is he taking a shower so early in the morning again?

The young master is in high spirits again.

He takes a bath whenever he feels like it; young master's interest is truly healthy.

Song Xinya pondered the interest Qin Yuhe mentioned, and concluded that it meant he was in a good mood today.

If you're in a bad mood, you probably won't be very interested.

Yes, that should be it, that's right.

Today, Song Xinya's foot has completely recovered from the swelling.

This means she can work normally now.

This also means, shouldn't Qin Yuhe leave?

Song Xinya showed Qin Yuhe her ankle, which had completely subsided from swelling.

She kept in mind his words, "treat each other with respect and do not interfere with each other," and always played the role of an understanding and considerate wife, speaking with great generosity.

"Mr. Qin, thank you so much for taking care of me these past few days. I felt your meticulous care and the warmth that came in my time of need. Now that my foot is healed, how can I delay your work any longer because of my situation? You can go now."

Qin Yuhe glanced at her, lifting his eyelids: "Discarding a used tool after it's done its work?"

Song Xinya felt that his gaze was a bit strange. Why did he not look particularly happy?

"Mr. Qin, I was worried about affecting your work, really, I didn't mean anything by it."

When she said she didn't mean anything else, Qin Yuhe's face darkened even more.

Song Xinya's heart skipped a beat. Had she said something wrong? Wasn't she being reasonable and understanding enough?

Therefore, she needs to be more understanding, considerate, and a little bit more...

As Song Xinya was thinking, she heard Qin Yuhe say, "I'm not going back to Shanghai today; I'll stay here."

Song Xinya didn't say anything.

Because of his decision, she will be understanding and respectful.

Qin Yuhe's phone rang; it was a business partner calling.

Upon seeing the word "General" in the note, Song Xinya automatically left the study and considerately closed the door for Qin Yuhe.

She didn't look at him once all morning.

And she set aside an entire afternoon to not visit him.

Song Xinya thought that Qin Yuhe would be moved to tears by her understanding and compassion!

Plans can't keep up with changes. At noon, Qin Yuhe came out of the study by himself.

At this moment, Song Xinya was having lunch with Song Tingye.

The siblings sat facing each other at the dining table, chatting and laughing, in a relaxed, happy, and warm atmosphere.

Qin Yuhe stood aside, seemingly an outsider.

"Brother-in-law, what brings you out?" Song Tingye asked curiously, a fragrant beef rib between his chopsticks. "Is something wrong?"

Qin Yuhe: "What? Can't I come out? I can only move around when I have something to do at home."

Song Tingye scratched his face.

Hmm—my brother-in-law seems to be in a bad mood today.

Qin Yuhe walked over to Song Xinya, looked at her, and said, "Why didn't you call me for dinner?"

Song Xinya: "I asked the maid to save some food for you. I know you're used to eating lunch at noon every day. It's only 11:30 now, and Xiaoye is hungry, so we ate first and didn't call you."

Qin Yuhe does indeed eat lunch at noon every day; it has always been his habit.

His gaze fell on her face, calm as snow falling in the dead of night, and he said, "Habits can be changed."

Song Xinya looked up at him with her fair neck tilted back, a hint of surprise flashing in her watery eyes.

With his distinguished status, he could have been accommodated by others, but now he has to change his habits.

She looked at him, her expression somewhat ambiguous.

Qin Yuhe looked back into her eyes: "Mrs. Qin, I want to eat."

Song Xinya snapped out of her daze: "Shall we have dinner together?"

Qin Yuhe sat down next to her and said, "Okay."

The maid came over promptly, set out the bowls and plates in front of Qin Yuhe, and reached out to serve him rice.

Qin Yuhe: "You don't need to serve it."

Song Xinya: "Shall I serve you some?"

Qin Yuhe: "Okay."

Song Xinya ladled a bowl of rice and placed it in front of Qin Yuhe, asking, "Isn't that too little?"

Qin Yuhe: "Perfect."

There was a dish on the table: spicy stir-fried shrimp.

Whenever Song Xinya and Qin Yuhe ate together, he would peel any food with shells for her.

This led Song Xinya to develop a habit, subconsciously believing that he would definitely peel it for her.

She glanced at the spicy fried shrimp several times, but Qin Yuhe didn't react.

Suddenly remembering something, Song Xinya turned to Qin Yuhe and said, "Mr. Qin, let me peel the shrimp for you."

Qin Yuhe's lips curled into a smile: "Okay."

She put down her chopsticks and reached for the shrimp.

Her wrist was supported by his palm, and Qin Yuhe said, "I'll do it."

Song Xinya: "Didn't we agree that I would peel it for you?"

Qin Yuhe: "I don't need you to do this kind of thing."

It was enough that she was willing to peel shrimp for him.

Song Tingye held a turtle in both hands, bit off its head, and as he spoke, the turtle's head could be vaguely seen rolling in his mouth.

"It's just peeling shrimp, it's not tiring, it's fine, my sister used to peel shrimp for me all the time."

Qin Yuhe: "From now on, if I'm here, I'll peel it for her; if I'm not here, you peel it for her."

Song Tingye: "I don't like peeling shrimp, but I like eating shrimp."

Qin Yuhe: "We can refuse to peel it, but you'll only be able to eat dirt from now on."

Song Tingye puffed out his chest: "What's wrong with a real man doing some work? Diligence is a traditional virtue of the Chinese nation. As a new generation of socialist successors, it is my duty to carry on this traditional virtue. Brother-in-law, don't worry. From now on, as long as you're not around, I will definitely peel shrimp for my sister. I don't want anything in return, I just want to be hardworking."

Qin Yuhe glanced at him: "The turtle's head fell out of your mouth."

Song Tingye reached out and stuffed the turtle's head back into its mouth.

The stir-fried shrimp with spicy oil is glossy, delicious, and has a thick sauce.

Qin Yuhe peeled the shrimp slowly and methodically, without rushing, and placed the peeled shrimp meat into Song Xinya's bowl.

Song Tingye looked at Qin Yuhe expectantly and called out, "Brother-in-law."

Qin Yuhe slowly wiped his hands with a wet wipe: "Don't worry, I won't peel shrimp for you. A man should be hardworking."

Song Tingye: "Great!"

After dinner, as Qin Yuhe was about to leave for his study, Song Xinya's phone rang.

It was my stepmother, Li Cuirou, who called.

"Xin Xin, I'm your mom."

Song Xinya: "My mother died a long time ago, so what? Are you going to go to the underworld to keep her company?"

Li Cuirou: "What nonsense are you talking about, child? I'm already married to your father, so legally speaking, I'm also your mother."

Song Xinya: "You're so proud of being the mistress who took your place, aren't you? Showing it off like that."

Li Cuirou's heart ached.

She was too lazy to play the fake mother-daughter game with Song Xinya anymore, and said directly, "Last time I asked you to go on a blind date with my divorced business partner with two kids, but you didn't go. I have another business partner here who is unmarried, seventy years old this year, and has a monthly pension of forty to fifty thousand. If you marry him, you can not only catch up with the trend of grandfather-granddaughter relationships, but also enjoy wealth and luxury without having to work."

Song Xinya: "How come none of your business partners have wives? Others are cursed to bring misfortune to their husbands, but you're cursed to bring misfortune to your business partners. You're really a jinx."

Li Cuirou was furious.

"Song Xinya, don't talk nonsense. What do you mean I'm a jinx to business partners? What does it have to do with me if other people don't have wives?"

Song Xinya: "What does it matter to me if you want to cooperate with others? Do you not have a daughter or what? Why do you always want to mess with me, your stepdaughter who has never given birth to or raised you? Where do you get the confidence that I would be willing to risk my whole life for you?"

"Li Cuirou, give up on the idea of ​​me marrying your business partner. I've already told you that I'm married."

Li Cuirou said sarcastically, "Looking at you, so plain, fat and round, what good will it do if you get married? What kind of good man can you marry? Although I've never met your husband, I can guess that he's a lazy, good-for-nothing slacker."

"What's the point of your marriage? Just get a divorce already."

"I'll introduce you to those business partners. Whether they're a 50-year-old divorced man with two kids or a retired old man, aren't they all better than your husband?"

Song Xinya: "None of them are as good as my husband."

After the call was hung up, Li Cuirou said disdainfully, "She even said that none of them are as good as her husband. This Song Xinya is living in a fantasy world and can't get out. All she does is brag."

Zhang Yingying chimed in sarcastically, "So what if she married a young punk? Song Xinya's already acting all smug."

In the hall, Qin Yuhe heard Song Xinya and Li Cuirou's conversation and stopped in his tracks as he walked toward the study.

He didn't like hearing anyone belittle or look down on her.

Qin Yuhe turned back and walked to Song Xinya's side: "Mrs. Qin, it's time to make our marriage public."