President Qin's sudden display of pure affection...
The words of refusal that Song Xinya was about to say suddenly couldn't leave her mouth.
Even if the camera was installed right facing the bed, being watched by him every night while sleeping, having her buttocks seen when changing clothes, or walking out naked after a shower to give him a live nude broadcast... it wasn't that big of a deal, right?
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During this brief moment of Song Xinya's silence, the camera was installed.
Technician: Madam, please take a look. Are you satisfied with the installation?
Song Xinya touched the camera. It was installed very securely; she couldn't even pull it off.
On the other end of the camera, Qin Yuhe was looking at his wife through the monitor, curling the corners of his mouth and spitting out two words: Very satisfied.
Suddenly, the woman's face on the screen drew close, as if pressed against the screen—
Song Xinya's face leaned into the camera. She blinked, her long eyelashes fluttering nimbly.
On the other end, Qin Yuhe seemed to feel the faint airflow brought by the fluttering of her eyelashes brushing against his face, creating a tingling, numbing itch.
Song Xinya: Is this camera turned on?
Technician: It shouldn't be. The camera was just installed, President Qin's speed shouldn't be that fast.
Song Xinya: That's good.
After the technician left, Song Xinya closed the door, stood in front of the bed, and started changing clothes.
The camera wasn't turned on anyway, right? She began to take off her nightgown.
The soft silk fabric slid down her smooth, pale skin, brushing past her slender waist, sliding over her round and perky buttocks, caressing her supple and well-proportioned thighs, trailing down her slender, straight calves, and falling at her slightly pink ankles.
It was impossible for a woman to wear a bra to sleep.
After being bound all day, the night was naturally about being as comfortable as possible.
Song Xinya was completely naked at this moment.
The woman's body was snow-white, with curves in all the right places, graceful and exquisite.
She stood by the bed, putting her clothes on piece by piece.
The close-fitting fabric wrapped around every beautiful spot, and her outer garments covered her alluring curves.
After getting dressed, Song Xinya walked towards the door. When passing by the camera, she patted the camera's head with her finger.
On the opposite side, Qin Yuhe's phone seemed to experience an earthquake as the screen shook violently.
The office door was pushed open, and the assistant walked in: President Qin, your breakfast is ready.
The moment the assistant looked up and saw Qin Yuhe, he froze: President Qin, why are you sweating so much on your forehead?
The air conditioning in the room is set quite low, why are you still so hot?
Qin Yuhe glanced at the breakfast brought in his hands: hot milk, hot steamed buns, hot steamed egg with shrimp, and hot ham and egg rolls.
Ice water.
Assistant: President Qin, you mentioned before that drinking ice water in the morning is bad for the stomach, so I specifically didn't bring you ice water.
Qin Yuhe: I need ice water right now.
The assistant was slightly startled: I'll go get it for you now.
Wanting to drink ice water early in the morning, what did he do? Why is he burning up again?
.........
Before Song Xinya went to work, she said to Song Tingye: Xiaoye, teach Yanyan all the ninth-grade math knowledge today.
Song Tingye: I can't, sis. The little princess is so dumb, she won't be able to learn if I teach her so much all at once.
Qin Yuyan hugged a watermelon and took a big bite, a watermelon seed sticking to her fair cheek: I'm only dumb when it comes to studying. I'm very smart when it comes to spending money. No matter how much money you give me, I can spend it clearly, without a single cent left.
Song Tingye: You really are born to spend money.
Qin Yuyan: I won't shed a single tear for love, but I will lose sleep over money.
Song Tingye: I finally found something emptier than my wallet, and that's Qin Yuyan's brain.
Qin Yuyan: Don't wrong me. I asked the God of Wealth what talents I have. The God of Wealth said, Child, you don't have any talents, you only have lots of wealth and billions.
Song Tingye sneered, reaching out to pinch off the watermelon seed stuck to her face. When his fingertips touched her skin, it felt soft and smooth, even better than the boiled egg he ate this morning.
It's pretty good for you to just be a little spendthrift who only knows how to spend money in this life. You'll be happy and relaxed every day.
Qin Yuyan: What if I can't make money?
Song Tingye: I'll support you.
Smack—, Song Xinya slapped him on the back of the head.
You don't even have ten bucks in your pocket, and you dare to come out and brag. How are you going to support her? Make a girl eat bran and swallow vegetables with you every day? You're not old, but you brag big. 'I'll support you', ugh—, just hearing it makes my stomach want to protest against you.
Song Tingye covered his head: Sis, hitting people is wrong. Please stop attacking your precious little brother.
Song Xinya picked up a book and knocked him on the head again, thud—
Less smooth-talking, more being down-to-earth. Start teaching the little princess how to do math problems.
Song Tingye took out a notebook he had already prepared: I stayed up half the night last night and sorted out all the key math points for the three years of middle school. I guarantee I'll teach the little princess.
Qin Yuyan also took out a notebook: These are the good words and sentences I copied, biographical materials, and writing insights. I guarantee I'll teach Xiaoye how to write essays.
Song Xinya looked at Song Tingye: Teach Yanyan all the middle school math problems, and I'll make a whole-cow feast for you to eat.
Song Tingye's eyes lit up: Cow, cow, cow, a whole-cow feast!
Slurp, just hearing about it made his mouth water.
Song Xinya looked at Qin Yuyan: Teach Xiaoye how to write essays, and next year, I will call Grandpa and Grandma, Mom and Dad, your brother, and me. The whole family will accompany you to celebrate a lively and grand birthday.
Qin Yuyan's eyes also lit up: The whole family accompanying me for my birthday, that's great!
The enthusiasm of the two children was ignited. Without Song Xinya needing to say anything more, they leaned over the desk and started studying.
.........
Song Xinya didn't go to the company today. She went directly to find her client, the Blond Young Master, Jin Ruizhi.
On the way, due to a traffic jam, she arrived half an hour late.
As soon as the car she was driving arrived, Jin Ruizhi immediately ran out of the house, his yellowish hair flying wildly in the air.
Teacher Song, you're finally here. I thought you weren't coming and was just about to call you!
Song Xinya said without hiding anything: The contract hasn't been signed yet. I haven't eaten this big piece of fat meat that is you into my mouth, how could I bear not to come.
Jin Ruizhi: Let's go find Jian Yiyi again today.
Song Xinya: What do you want to do going to find Jian Yiyi?
Jin Ruizhi: I won't do anything. Just standing on the side looking at her makes me feel happy.
Song Xinya: It's not enough for just you to be happy. You have to make the other party happy too.
Jin Ruizhi rolled up his sleeves: I will help her grind tofu every day, and help her do chores every day!
Song Xinya: Chores need to be done, but there is one more aspect you need to improve.
Jin Ruizhi: What aspect?
