novelraw Chapter 72 Song Xinya, you're more than just good, you're a treasure.
Chapter 72 Song Xinya, you're more than just good, you're a treasure.
Publicly acknowledging their marital relationship...
Song Xinya thought that Qin Yuhe must have overheard her conversation with Li Cuirou.
As the most prestigious family in Beijing's elite circles, the Qin family is vast with numerous collateral branches and influence spanning the political, business, and military spheres. Qin Yuhe, as the head of the Qin family, is undoubtedly a man of great prestige.
For such a distinguished person to be called a "young punk" by a lowly, mistress-turned-wife, shows how incredibly insulting it is.
Even an ordinary person like Song Xinya could not endure such humiliation.
She understood Qin Yuhe's desire to make the matter public and said, "Okay, let's make it public. That way, Li Cuirou won't dare to speak rudely to Mr. Qin, and she will never say those unpleasant things to him again."
Qin Yuhe looked at her and said, "Song Xinya, I want to go public not because of me, but because I believe that someone as hardworking, passionate about life, resilient, and courageous as you shouldn't have to endure anyone's ridicule and slander."
Song Xinya's heart jolted, as if struck by a gentle force.
It turns out he wanted to go public because of her.
She entered society at a young age. When she was in high school, all her classmates had their parents giving them living expenses, but she didn't. Her mother died, her father didn't care about her, her stepmother was hypocritical, and her stepsister was mean.
She works after school every day, tutoring, setting up a street stall, serving dishes, working as a cashier, and delivering food.
She earns money to support herself and her younger brother.
And she also bears the medical expenses for her mentally ill grandmother.
This made her independent at a young age, and also allowed her to experience the harsh realities of life.
Children without umbrellas must run hard.
Having nothing is the reason to strive.
Over the years, Song Xinya has been busy surviving and making a living.
Because she had no one behind her, even when she was wronged, there was no father to stand up for her, and no mother to comfort her with gentle words.
She's used to being as resilient as a weed, making her own safe haven.
When a person's life is always sweet, and they occasionally experience hardship, they will find the hardship extremely painful. However, if a person experiences hardship all the time, they will no longer find the hardship particularly painful.
When Song Xinya got used to having no one to support her, no way out, no one to rely on, and no one to help her, she met Qin Yuhe.
He praised her, saying she shouldn't have to endure anyone's ridicule and slander.
Song Xinya saw a beam of light in the darkness.
She was surprised, delighted, and somewhat uncertain. In the eyes of someone as outstanding as him, "Am I really that good?"
Qin Yuhe told her firmly in a deep voice, "Song Xinya, everyone who lives life earnestly deserves respect. They don't steal, rob, cheat, or deceive. They work hard with their own hands to earn money and make a better life for themselves and their families. This deserves everyone's respect."
"She clearly has the ability to outperform others, yet she has no sense of superiority. She is determined and opinionated at work, and approachable and humble in her interactions with others. Not only is she excellent herself, but she also makes those around her feel comfortable. Song Xinya, you are more than just good; you are a treasure."
He was usually a man of few words, and she rarely heard him speak so much at once.
And it was genuine, sincere praise for her.
Song Xinya was delighted, joyful, and also shy when praised.
He didn't want her to be ridiculed and slandered, and she didn't want him to suffer the same fate.
"Mr. Qin, I am willing to make our relationship public."
Qin Yuhe: "I will inform everyone in the Qin family and everyone in Beijing's high society to announce our marriage."
Song Xinya asked, "What do I need to do?"
Qin Yuhe: "Attended in full regalia."
That means she doesn't need to do anything; he will arrange everything, as long as she appears.
Song Xinya was overjoyed.
Qin Yuhe is a very efficient person. He strode towards his study and said, "I'm going to prepare for the public announcement now."
As he passed by Song Xinya, he patted her head.
The moment the warm, dry palm landed on Song Xinya's head, her heart raced.
Song Tingye sat to the side, listening to Qin Yuhe's praise of Song Xinya, and was also touched.
His brother-in-law is really good at praising people.
Every word he uttered touched people's hearts; his words were so beautiful.
Song Tingye also wanted to experience what it felt like to be praised by Qin Yuhe.
He ran after him, his eyes full of expectation: "Brother-in-law, please praise me too, okay?"
Qin Yuhe glanced at him and said, "You have a good appetite."
Song Tingye: Ծ‸Ծ
Is he only good at eating?
He only has a good appetite!
That's all he has!
・ࡇ・ (Oh?)
.........
At the Song family home, Li Cuirou, holding her phone, came to Song Xuanli's side, sobbing.
She looked so wronged that it was hard not to notice her.
Song Xuanli asked, "What happened?"
Li Cuirou opened her mouth, then closed it again, hesitant to speak, as if she were swallowing all her bitterness, unwilling to let him know even if she had suffered a great injustice: "It's nothing."
After the old green tea girl finished playing the good cop, the young green tea girl quickly stepped forward to play the bad cop.
Zhang Yingying said, "Dad, Mom has been working so hard for our family business. It's one thing for some people not to help, but they even scold Mom."
Song Xuanli asked, "Who is this person?"
Zhang Yingying: "Song Xin..."
Li Cuirou reached out and covered Zhang Yingying's mouth: "Yingying, don't say that. It's better for the family to be harmonious than anything else. It's okay if she scolds me a few times. Although I feel very upset, I won't take it to heart."
Zhang Yingying effortlessly pried Li Cuirou's hand away: "Mom, you're just too kind and considerate of our family, which is why Song Xinya treats you like dirt."
Li Cuirou looked reproachful: "Yingying, didn't I tell you not to mention Song Xinya? Why did you still say her name?"
She turned to look at Song Xuanli, her expression tolerant, kind, and compassionate: "Master, please don't blame Xin Xin. Even though I was scolded, even though she's unwilling to help our family business, I think she might be facing some difficulties."
Song Xuanli cared most about the Song family's business, and Li Cuirou and Zhang Yingying, mother and daughter, worked together to provoke him.
He slammed his hand on the table with a loud bang: "This Song Xinya is getting more and more insensible! Helping the Song family's business is something she should be doing all along, but she doesn't want to fulfill any of her responsibilities!"
Li Cuirou kept patting Song Xuanli's back with her hand: "Master, please don't be angry, calm down."
Zhang Yingying: "Dad, Song Xinya got married."
Song Xuanli's anger flared even higher: "She got married! She actually got married without my consent!"
Zhang Yingying: "My mother kindly introduced two business partners to her, but she either disliked them because they were divorced and had two children, or because they were too old (70 years old). She didn't agree to either of them."
Song Xuanli: "With her appearance, so fat, 180 pounds, what kind of good man could she marry? What outstanding man would want to marry her!"
Zhang Yingying: "Yes, my mother and I also advised her to stop being so arrogant and to be more realistic, and to stop dreaming about Cinderella marrying a prince. But she just wouldn't listen and even scolded us for being nosy."
Li Cuirou: "It's alright, it's alright. It's normal for young people to be confident."
Song Xuanli: "That's not confidence, that's arrogance!"
Zhang Yingying: "If you ask me, it's not important whether a girl is happy when she gets married. What's important is that it must be beneficial to the family. I will definitely marry a man who can help the Song family's business in the future."
These words struck a chord with Song Xuanli.
Song Xuanli: "I am truly blessed to have such a wonderful daughter as Yingying."
Zhang Yingying: "Having a good father like you is the luckiest thing in my life."
Comparing the two in his mind, Song Xuanli became even more furious: "Song Xinya is so insensible!"
Li Cuirou: "I'm worried that Xin Xin isn't doing well. She hasn't told us who her husband is."
Zhang Yingying: "I heard it's a blond-haired kid."
Li Cuirou: "We haven't met her husband yet. Maybe he's a powerful and influential young master from a wealthy family. Let's not talk about her like that."
Song Xuanli: "Which powerful and influential young master would want her? With her figure and appearance, weighing 180 pounds, so fat, what man wouldn't be ashamed to take her out!"
Zhang Yingying smiled sarcastically: "Song Xinya has never revealed who her husband is because he's not presentable, and she's worried that it would be embarrassing for others to know who he is."
Li Cuirou's phone rang. She glanced at the number and said, "It's Xin Xin calling."
Song Xuanli adopted a stern and unyielding fatherly demeanor: "Receive it!"
Li Cuirou answered the phone and put it on speakerphone.
Song Xuanli said into the phone, "You just refused to help our Song family's business, and now you still have the nerve to call me."
Song Xinya: "If you have the nerve to not support me, why shouldn't I have the nerve to call you?"
Song Xuanli's father's authority began to crack: "How dare you be so disobedient! A daughter like you will be punished by heaven!"
Song Xinya: "You always have such a sharp tongue. It's been a long time. Dad, you have uremia."
Li Cuirou: "Xinxin, he is your father. You can't talk to him like that. Filial piety is the most important virtue. No matter what your father does to you, you must respect him, be filial to him, and love him."
Song Xinya: "Did the King of Hell take a nap and let you steal a human skin to pretend to be human? Don't think I won't recognize you just because you're wearing a disguise. Don't think that just because you look human, you're a real person. Some people are alive, like you, but they're already dead!"
Zhang Yingying: "Song Xinya, what nonsense are you talking about? My mother is alive and well, don't curse her."
Song Xinya: "I'm not only cursing your mother, I'm cursing you too! If you say another word, you'll die, killed by your mother's curse!"
Song Xuanli picked up a water glass from the table and smashed it towards the door. With a loud bang, the ceramic glass shattered into pieces, and boiling water spilled all over the floor.
"Song Xinya, did you call today just to hurl insults at me?"
Song Xinya: "No, that's not it. I'm inviting you to my wedding celebration dinner."
Zhang Yingying pouted and said sarcastically, "Marrying a young punk and holding a banquet, aren't you ashamed?"
Song Xinya knows Zhang Yingying too well; she can picture her expression even through the screen: "The way you're pouting reminds me of an ugly guinea pig."
Li Cuirou: "Since you don't mind, there's nothing for us to hide. When is your wedding celebration banquet?"
Song Xinya: "One week later."
Zhang Yingying: "What do you mean the banquet has to wait a week? It's just a matter of booking a hotel lobby."
Song Xinya: "You come from a humble background and don't understand the affairs of high society. My husband comes from a wealthy family and strives for perfection in everything he does. Gathering all the high society people in the capital is not something that can be done in a day or two."
Zhang Yingying: "Oh my, you're bragging again."
Song Xinya: "Oh, you're looking down on people again."
"You absolutely must come then, otherwise I'm worried you won't get a good enough slap in the face."
.........
In the afternoon, Song Xinya received a call from her mother-in-law, Jiang Yaoxue.
"Ya Ya, I'm back from Europe."
Song Xinya: "Mom, are you at the airport? I'll come pick you up."
Jiang Yaoxue sat in the car, glanced at the person sitting next to her, and said with a smile, "No need, your Uncle Shen has already picked me up."
Uncle Shen is Jiang Yaoxue's current lover.
Song Xinya: "Mom, international flights take a long time, you must be tired. Go back and get some rest."
Jiang Yaoxue looked exhausted, but shook her head: "Ya Ya, I'm going to go see Yan Yan and give her her belated birthday present."
If Jiang Yaoxue was simply giving Qin Yuyan a birthday present, she could have just contacted Qin Yuyan directly. Song Xinya roughly guessed the purpose of Jiang Yaoxue's call.
"Mom, I'll go with you to see Yan Yan."
Jiang Yaoxue asked, "Are you free now? If you have work to do, I can manage on my own."
Song Xinya: "It's convenient, Mom. In personal matters, Yanyan is my family, and in business, Yanyan is my client. It's most appropriate for me to visit her."
Jiang Yaoxue asked in surprise, "Are you Yanyan's tutor now?"
Song Xinya: "Yes."
Jiang Yaoxue's heart immediately started pounding with anxiety.
Jiang Yaoxue knew about Qin Yuyan's exploits that made her tutor cry and even run away in terror.
"Ya Ya, did Yan Yan do anything bad to you?"
Song Xinya smiled and said, "No, Yanyan is very well-behaved."
good?
Jiang Yaoxue had never heard any tutor use that word to describe Qin Yuyan.
"Ya Ya, are you sure you're teaching Yan Yan?"
The little devil has a reputation that even her own mother doesn't dare to admit she's good.
Song Xinya: "Yes, it is Yan Yan. Yan Yan is not a little devil. Yan Yan is a little angel who loves her mother."
Jiang Yaoxue was overjoyed, yet somewhat incredulous: "Did Yanyan say she loves her mother?"
Jiang Yaoxue's lifelong regret was not being able to be by her son and daughter's side.
She felt guilty, helpless, and dared not hope for her children's love.
Song Xinya: "Yes, Mom, Yan Yan said it herself."
Hot tears welled up in Jiang Yaoxue's eyes instantly.
The man sitting next to her was refined and handsome. Seeing her tears, he tenderly embraced her and gently wiped away her tears.
Song Xinya: "Mom, Mr. Qin is in the study. Do you want to say something to him?"
Jiang Yaoxue looked expectant, yet hesitated: "Won't this disturb his work?"
Song Xinya: "I'll go to the study and ask him."
Holding her phone, still on the line, she knocked on the study door: "Mr. Qin?"
Qin Yuhe's voice came from inside the house: "Come in."
Song Xinya pushed open the door and walked in. She stood beside him and opened her mouth to speak when his hot hand covered her buttocks and gently caressed them.
*Smack!* He slapped her round, pert buttocks hard and suggestively.
Song Xinya tensed up: "No..."
Qin Yuhe: "Why?"
Song Xinya: "I'm on the phone with your mother right now."