Song Xinya held the Song family's household register in her hand, feeling an unrealistic sense of dreaminess because it was so easily obtained.
If she had gone to Song Xuanli to ask for the household register, not only would she have been sneered at, but Song Xuanli, Li Cuirou, and Zhang Yingying would have taken the opportunity to blackmail her, negotiate conditions with her, and demand benefits from her.
However, with just one word from Qin Yuhe, Song Xuanli offered the Song family's household register with both hands.
What is just a piece of cake for some people can be an insurmountable chasm for others.
This is probably what is called: crushing with strength.
Thinking about the gap between herself and Qin Yuhe, Song Xinya let out a sigh.
Qin Yuhe looked back at her and asked, "What's wrong?"
Song Xinya looked up into his eyes and said, "I used to think that no one could be perfect, but you are.
"You're not only good at running and managing a company, but also proficient in legal knowledge. You can read contracts so fast. Compared with you, I feel so dull and unremarkable."
Hearing her words, Qin Yuhe couldn't help laughing. "Where are you unremarkable? Why do you only see others' advantages and not your own? You're only 25 years old and have only graduated from university for three years. You've been the top performer in every company you've worked for. Others can't get the A-level lecturer title in ten years, but you got it in just one year. You're so excellent at work, yet you're still feeling inferior."
He walked up to her and placed his hand on her soft hair. "Are you feeling frustrated because you couldn't understand the equity transfer contract just now?"
Song Xinya replied, "A bit. Especially when you read it so fast, I just felt like I was so bad."
Qin Yuhe said, "It's my fault. I read it too fast. I should have read it more slowly."
Song Xinya said, "That's not what I meant. I just think you're so outstanding."
Qin Yuhe said, "You're also very outstanding, little Miss Song Xinya."
His gentle voice was like the flowing spring water, soothing her heart. "The reason I can read contracts so fast is that I read them every day. Don't think of legal knowledge and business contracts as something so lofty and amazing. It's actually just a matter of practice makes perfect. The more you read and understand, the more you'll master it.
"When we were in kindergarten, we all thought that addition and subtraction within ten were very difficult. But when we look back as adults, who can't do addition and subtraction within ten?
"Many things in the world are just scaring ourselves. Because we don't understand them, we think they're extremely difficult. But when you really go all out to do them, you'll find that they're actually not that hard."
He bent down and looked her in the eye. "Song Xinya, you can do everything you want to do. If it seems difficult, I'll help you."
After hearing his words, Song Xinya felt as if she had gained more wisdom than from reading for ten years.
At this moment, her self - confidence was restored.
"Thank you, Qin Yuhe. I feel much better after chatting with you. And..."
She looked at his face. "I think you're so handsome, incredibly handsome. You're getting more and more handsome."
Qin Yuhe said, "Really? Do good - looking people always talk so nicely?"
Song Xinya tilted her head and gave him a charming smile. "Am I really that good - looking?"
Qin Yuhe said, "Not that good - looking..."
Song Xinya's lips drooped.
Qin Yuhe continued, "It's just that your face accounts for 99% of all the beautiful things in the world."
Song Xinya's lips curled up.
She ran to his side, hugged his waist, and nestled affectionately in his arms. Her pair of moist eyes sparkled with admiration.
"Mr. Qin, let me compose a poem for you."
Qin Yuhe said, "So talented! You can even compose poems?"
"Just listen carefully," Song Xinya cleared her throat twice and began to compose a poem.
"The blooming flowers are almost blinding my eyes. Today, my husband shines the brightest. Through mountains and rivers, I seemed to have lost my way. Following my husband, there's a bright future ahead."
Qin Yuhe gave a precise comment, "This doggerel is very much like a doggerel."
The two of them walked towards the second - floor bedroom. Song Xinya was like a sticky candy, always hugging Qin Yuhe's waist.
On the spiral staircase, he took a step up, then stopped, waiting for her to step up too, and then continued to go up.
It was inconvenient to hug while going up the stairs, but she still wanted to hold him.
He didn't say something disappointing like "You're too clingy". Instead, he cooperated with her. They hugged each other, took a step and stopped, slowly making their way upstairs.
When they got to the bedroom, seeing that she was in a good mood, Qin Yuhe asked, "Shall we take a bath together today?"
His wound had healed, and he could take a shower after putting on a medical waterproof sticker.
However, this shower could only be a short - term one. If exposed to water for a long time, the waterproof sticker might fall off.
How could the two of them just take a bath when they were together?
Even if they didn't do anything more, there would be kisses, caresses, and some other more excessive things.
Song Xinya let go of the hand that was hugging his waist and walked towards the desk. "You go take a bath first. I still have something to do."
There were English books on the table, including Wuthering Heights.
There was a bulge in the middle of the book, where a one - yuan coin was used as a bookmark.
Song Xinya sat beside the desk and looked at the well - made English book.
When she heard the sound of the bathroom door opening and then closing, she knew that Qin Yuhe had gone to wash up.
Her hand slowly glided across the cover of the English book.
Qin Yuhe, such a gentle and elegant person, actually liked to read stories about such violent, crazy, wild, and all - out love.
Had he ever loved a woman in such a violent, crazy, wild, and all - out way?
Song Xinya felt that Qin Yuhe, a calm and composed person, wouldn't do such a thing.
He was always high - above, in full control, and noble and elegant.
Qin Yuhe had never told her about his past romantic experiences, and Song Xinya had never asked either.
She felt that there must have been something very unforgettable in his past related to a woman.
Song Xinya also admitted that there had been something very unforgettable in her past related to a man.
A year ago, when she still weighed 180 catties, she had given her virginity to a man.
Although she didn't know who he was and what he looked like, she had an intuition that he should be very handsome.
"Song Xinya."
Suddenly, the bathroom door opened. Qin Yuhe stood at the door, looking at her graceful back. "I've called you three times. Didn't you hear?"
Song Xinya's heart skipped a beat. "Is, is that so? I was just in a daze and didn't, didn't hear."
Qin Yuhe's dark eyes reflected the light, cold and sharp. "Who were you thinking about just now?"
Song Xinya felt as if she had been caught having an affair with another man by her husband. She stammered even more when speaking. "No, no, no, I wasn't thinking about anyone."
Qin Yuhe said in a definite tone, "You were thinking about another man."
Song Xinya felt even more guilty. She lied and said, "I was thinking about my younger brother, Xiaoye."
Qin Yuhe said, "Really?"
Song Xinya: "Yes."
Qin Yuhe stared at her with his dark, solemn eyes for two seconds, then walked to the wardrobe, took out a set of change - of - clothes, walked into the bathroom and closed the door.
Song Xinya's stiff back slumped, and she let out a sigh of relief. Fortunately, she had managed to get through it.
Inside the bathroom, Qin Yuhe stood upright with his tall and slender figure, his gaze sharp.
He didn't believe a single word when his wife said that the man she was thinking about was Song Tingye.
He threw the pajamas in his hand heavily on the hanger and began to wash up.
After washing up, he lay on the bed, and Song Xinya walked into the bathroom to wash up.
The woman's graceful figure was wrapped in a purple - red silk nightgown, and her skin, just soaked in water, showed a delicate pink - white glow.
When Song Xinya lifted the quilt and got into the bed, Qin Yuhe's tall and heavy body pressed on top of her.
His big hand reached into her nightgown and started to touch her again.
Different from the gentle and tender actions like the gentle spring breeze and drizzle before, this time, he sucked and bit... dug... the actions were rough...
