Qin Yuhe ended the call and walked back. Seeing that he didn't look too well, his assistant hesitated about whether to approach him.
Qin Yuhe had already noticed his hesitant behavior and paused beside him. What is it?
The assistant stopped hesitating and said, Miss Song said she wants to visit her grandmother at the nursing home and asked if she could borrow a four-seater car from the garage.
Qin Yuhe: How did you answer?
The assistant: I said she has the right to use everything in Zijin Mansion.
Qin Yuhe corrected him: It's not the right to use, it's ownership. Everything in Zijin Mansion belongs to her. She not only has the right to use it, but also the rights of possession, profit, and disposal.
His cold eyes swept over the assistant: Do you understand when I put it like that?
How could the assistant not understand? President Qin was not only giving Zijin Mansion to Miss Song, but also the twelve luxury cars in the garage.
Any one of those twelve luxury cars was enough for an ordinary person to strive for a lifetime.
The assistant even wanted to go to Thailand for a sex change and marry Qin Yuhe to become Mrs. Qin.
Of course, he only thought about it in a moment of impulse, because even if he successfully transitioned, President Qin wouldn't be interested in him.
The assistant: I will go deliver the car keys to Miss Song right now.
Qin Yuhe murmured as if to himself, Why did she call you instead of calling me?
The assistant: Ah, President Qin, what did you say?
Qin Yuhe: I said, why does my wife call you when she encounters a problem, instead of calling me?
The assistant: Maybe she feels I am more approachable.
Qin Yuhe's eyes turned cold: You are quite capable, being so approachable to someone else's wife.
The assistant was speechless.
President Qin, what I mean is that I look older than my age. I have the face of an old man in his seventies or eighties despite being in my twenties, so I look as approachable as a grandpa. For an ordinary man like me, women generally don't see me as a man, but as an old man, which is why she finds me approachable.
President Qin, I'm not as tall as you, not as handsome as you, and not as rich as you. How could I possibly compare to someone as elegant, handsome, brilliant, and attractive as you? I'm not even worthy of your clipped toenails!
Qin Yuhe: With all the time you spent talking, the keys could have been delivered to my wife's hands by now.
The assistant: I'm going right now!
The assistant handed the keys to Song Xinya and relayed Qin Yuhe's words: Miss Song, President Qin said that everything in Zijin Mansion is yours. It is your private property, and you enjoy all rights to it.
Song Xinya knew Qin Yuhe was generous, but she didn't expect him to be this generous, to the point of giving her all the luxury cars parked in the villa.
Before leaving, the assistant said to Song Xinya, Miss Song, from now on, if you need anything, you can contact President Qin directly. You don't need to pass messages through me as a middleman.
Song Xinya asked, Is that okay? Will I disturb his work?
The assistant: Not at all. I think President Qin would be happy to receive your messages.
Song Xinya felt slightly surprised, and then the corners of her lips curled up: Next time I need something, I will contact him directly.
The assistant returned to Qin Yuhe's side and quickly repeated Song Xinya's words to him.
Qin Yuhe hooked his lips and said, Understood.
...
Song Xinya drove a Bentley, taking Song Tingye with her, and arrived downstairs at Tiantianquan's house.
Tiantianquan walked a circle around the Bentley: Oh my, being a wealthy wife is certainly different. Driving a Porsche yesterday and a Bentley today. This filthy rich lifestyle makes my liver ache with envy.
Song Xinya was too embarrassed to say that she had actually picked the cheapest car in the garage.
When Tiantianquan reached out to open the car door, Song Tingye darted out and beat her to it, opening the door for her.
Tiantianquan: Little brother, long time no see. You've grown taller again.
Song Tingye: Sister, long time no see. You've become even prettier.
Tiantianquan: Oh, I'm just average. I can't compare to those fresh seventeen-year-old girls in your class.
Song Tingye: Sister, in my heart, you will always be sixteen, even fresher than a seventeen-year-old girl.
Tiantianquan smiled from ear to ear, almost showing her gums.
As she bent down to get into the car, Song Tingye placed his hand on the roof: Sister, be careful, don't bump your head.
Tiantianquan said to Song Xinya: He is a promising youth. Our little brother is getting more and more sensible.
Song Xinya: When he was little, I bought a new rice cooker, and he sat on it to poop. I angrily asked him what he was doing, and he said he was cooking for me. Compared to back then, he really is much more sensible now.
That actually happened? Tiantianquan laughed so hard she rocked back and forth.
Song Tingye was not pleased: Sister, I'm all grown up now, why are you still exposing my shortcomings in public? If you keep doing this, I'll get angry.
Song Xinya: What will you do if you get angry?
Song Tingye: I won't eat for three days and starve myself.
Tiantianquan was even more amused, laughing until tears almost came out.
She took out the Oreo lava cheese milk tea she bought, inserted the straws, gave one cup to Song Xinya, and held the other to Song Tingye's mouth: Little brother, don't be angry, sister will treat you to milk tea.
Song Tingye: Sister Quanquan is the best.
Tiantianquan asked: Then if your sister and I fell into the water at the same time, would you choose to save me or save your sister?
Song Tingye was speechless: Sister, I'm still young. Don't make things difficult for me with this age-old problem. Leave this question to torment married men.
Amidst the laughter, the three arrived at the nursing home.
Despite Song Xinya's desperate attempts to stop her, Tiantianquan still bought a lot of fruits and expensive nutritional supplements.
It's rare for me to visit grandmother, it's not like I come every day. How could I just show up empty-handed? We are all adults, we still need to observe basic social etiquette.
The three of them carried bags of various sizes to the grandmother's hospital room.
This was the highest-end nursing home in Jingbei City, and also the most expensive.
Almost all the money Song Xinya earned was spent here.
If money is gone, it can be earned again, but if family is gone, they are gone forever.
No matter how important money is, it is never as important as family.
Within her affordable range, Song Xinya gave her grandmother the best possible treatment.
The environment of the nursing home was excellent, surrounded by mountains and rivers, with fresh air. Every patient had their own independent room, and professional doctors and nurses came to check on them every day.
When Song Xinya walked into the room, the nurse had just finished taking her grandmother's blood pressure.
Upon seeing Song Xinya, the grandmother's dull eyes immediately lit up, and she ran toward Song Xinya happily but unsteadily.
Youyou, my Youyou, you're finally back.
Song Xinya held her wrinkled hands and replied softly: Grandmother, it's Youyou. I'm back.
Tears shimmered in the grandmother's aged eyes: I lost you when you were little. Have you lived well all these years? You must have suffered a lot. Whenever I think about losing you, I feel guilty and hate myself. I can never forgive myself.
Youyou is Song Xinya's younger sister. Her full name is Song Tingyou, and she is a twin to Song Tingye.
After Li Cuirou and her daughter Zhang Yingying married into the Song family, Song Tingyou went missing during an outing with their grandmother.
Since then, their grandmother was consumed by guilt and self-blame, eventually losing her sanity.
Over the years, Song Xinya had been hiring private detectives to find Song Tingyou, but to no avail.
Song Xinya reached out and wiped the tears from her grandmother's eyes. Grandma, I am back now. Over the years, I have met nothing but good people and lived very well. You do not need to blame yourself anymore.
Her grandmother held Song Xinya's hand and led her inside. She took a box out of the cabinet. Youyou, the nursing home handed out osmanthus cakes a few days ago. I could not bear to eat them and saved them all. Here, three pieces for you, and three pieces for Yaya.
Her grandmother looked toward the door. Where is Yaya? Where is your sister Yaya? Did she not come today?
Tiantianquan ran up to the grandmother, cupping her face with her hands to look like a blooming flower. Grandma, I am Yaya!
The grandmother looked Tiantianquan up and down. Yaya, how come you look so different?
Tiantianquan blinked her eyes. Grandma, did I get prettier?
Grandma replied, You have gotten uglier. You are not as pretty as before.
The light in Tiantianquan's eyes vanished. That hurts, Grandma.
The grandmother divided the osmanthus cakes equally between Song Xinya and Tiantianquan.
Song Tingye spoke up. Grandma, I am a person too. Why didn't you give me any osmanthus cake?
Grandma answered, Whether boy or girl, I treat everyone equally. Men and women are equal. Boys do not like sweets, so I am not giving you any osmanthus cake.
Song Tingye protested, But I do like sweets.
Grandma said, No, you do not.
Song Tingye silently repeated in his head, Men and women are equal. Heh.
The three of them spent the entire day accompanying their grandmother. They chatted with her, combed her hair, ate with her, and when the sun was not too hot in the afternoon, they helped her outside for a walk.
In the evening, Song Xinya decided to stay overnight at the nursing home to spend more time with her grandmother.
Because she had things to attend to at home, Tiantianquan prepared to leave the nursing home at four in the afternoon.
Song Xinya went to see her off. In the hallway, Tiantianquan asked, You and Qin Yuhe are already married. Your grandmother is your closest relative, so coming to the nursing home to see her is basically your first visit back home after the wedding. Is Qin Yuhe not going to come with you?
Song Xinya replied, I didn't tell him when I came.
Tiantianquan asked, Treating each other with formal respect and not interfering with each other?
Song Xinya gave a faint hum of agreement.
Tiantianquan pressed on, Is a marriage like that even meaningful?
Song Xinya said, Before, I lived in a rundown, old apartment building; now I live in a 1,200-square-meter grand villa. Before, I rode a little Aima electric scooter; now I drive Porsches and Bentleys. Before, I cooked and washed my own clothes every day; now all the chores are done by servants. Do you think my marriage is meaningful?
Tiantianquan clutched her chest. Oh my god, your words are stabbing my heart into a honeycomb. I am still renting a place and riding a little Aima scooter.
Song Xinya offered, How about I give you the Bentley I drove today?
Tiantianquan quickly declined, Please do not. I will not accept a reward I haven't earned. I have hands and feet, and I can support myself. No matter how rich someone else is, I will absolutely not take advantage of them.
Not taking advantage of anyone, not owing anyone, standing on her own, and living a free and uninhibited life, that was Tiantianquan's pursuit in life.
Tiantianquan restrained her expression and asked, So you plan to keep things like this with Qin Yuhe forever? Treating each other like polite guests for the rest of your lives, never interfering with one another? Do you not want him to fall in love with you?
