Qin Yuyan simply couldn't believe the scene unfolding before her eyes.
Her brother, a married man, was actually holding a woman other than her sister-in-law!
What a shameless jerk!
Even though she really wanted Teacher Song to be her sister-in-law, she didn't want her to be the other woman!
Teacher Song was such a wonderful person; she couldn't let her be cursed at as a homewrecker!
The most pitiful one was her sister-in-law whom she had never even met. She had only been married to her brother for a short time, and she was already being cheated on!
Qin Yuyan felt an immense heartache for her poor cuckolded sister-in-law!
In this situation...
In this situation...
It must be her shameless brother who took the initiative to seduce Teacher Song!
What a sin!
To avoid friendly fire, Qin Yuyan decided to give Qin Yuhe a chance—
Maybe her eyes were playing tricks on her and she saw it wrong. Her brother wasn't holding Teacher Song at all.
She closed her eyes: "Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one."
She snapped her eyes open.
And then she saw—
Qin Yuhe's hand reaching into Song Xinya's neckline.
Qin Yuyan's eyes widened like saucers!
In broad daylight, her brother was groping Teacher Song's chest!
Ahhhhh! Shameless! Pervert! Despicable!
Qin Yuyan quickly raised her hands and covered her eyes tightly.
A moment later, she spread her fingers slightly, peeking at Qin Yuhe and Song Xinya through the gaps.
As a girl, she had to help Teacher Song and stop her brother, that big jerk, from assaulting her!
This was what they called "girls help girls," yeah!
Qin Yuyan sprinted madly toward the lotus pond.
"Yuyan, help Mom bring the eggs over," Jiang Yaoxue turned around, only to find empty space. The little girl who was just there had vanished in the blink of an eye.
...
By the lotus pond, Song Xinya held a lotus flower in her hand, looking down at the small wet patch on her chest.
"What a coincidence. I never see the fish jump out of the water normally, but just as I was picking the lotus, a fish suddenly leaped out and splashed water all over me."
Qin Yuhe: "Leaping fish bring surging wealth. When fish leap and people rejoice, fortune fills the sky. This is an omen that you will have great financial luck and boundless blessings in the future."
Young masters from prestigious families really knew how to talk. What was originally a stroke of bad luck turned into a stroke of fortune from his lips.
Harsh words can chill you in the summer, but a kind word can warm you in the dead of winter.
Nobody dislikes hearing pleasant words.
Pleasant words make people feel like they are bathing in a spring breeze, lifting their spirits.
Hearing Qin Yuhe's words, the slight annoyance Song Xinya felt over the unlucky incident dissipated into thin air.
Qin Yuhe held a tissue in his hand, wiping away the water droplets on Song Xinya's chest.
A patch on her chest was soaked.
The once dry fabric had become wet and clung to her skin.
Qin Yuhe pressed the tissue against her chest, squeezing.
The dry tissue became soaked and soft.
His firm fingertips sank into her soft curves.
Song Xinya bit her lip, her white teeth leaving a row of marks on her rosy lower lip.
"I'll wipe it myself."
Qin Yuhe: "I'll wipe it for you."
His face was completely serious, but the words coming out of his mouth were anything but: "This is the kind of work I like doing."
Song Xinya let him continue.
Someone was not happy about this. Qin Yuyan charged over like a firecracker, shouting, "Ahhhhhh! Brother, stop it right now!"
"Stop! Stop! Stop!"
"Get your filthy paws off Teacher Song's chest!"
Qin Yuyan rammed headfirst into Qin Yuhe. Bam—
Qin Yuhe was completely unscathed.
Qin Yuyan, however, was dizzy and disoriented.
In broad daylight, she saw stars spinning around her head.
Qin Yuhe grabbed her head with his hand, pushed her away, and slowly used his long fingers to flick the spot she had just headbutted.
"Is mad cow disease going around lately? Did you catch it?"
Qin Yuyan: "I did not! That's not even a human disease."
"But you," Qin Yuyan glared fiercely at Qin Yuhe, "You might look like a respectable gentleman, but you don't act like one!"
Qin Yuhe narrowed his eyes. "You're getting bolder."
A dangerous aura washed over her, and the surrounding temperature seemed to drop a few degrees.
Qin Yuyan shrank her neck. "Bro-bro-bro-brother, don't be like that, you're scaring me."
Qin Yuhe: "If you're scared, stay away from me."
Qin Yuyan thought to herself, I can't do that, I still have to 'girls help girls', yeah!
While shrinking back, she stood firmly in front of Song Xinya, looking both brave and cowardly at the same time.
"Brother, you don't need to do that kind of thing to Teacher Song."
Qin Yuhe: "What kind of thing?"
"You know, like..." Qin Yuyan, an underage girl, looked embarrassed. She lowered her head and poked her left and right index fingers together.
"Like... a woman's chest is a private part, men can't just touch it casually."
Qin Yuhe scoffed. "When did I touch it casually?"
Speaking of this, Qin Yuyan found her courage. She looked up at Qin Yuhe. "Brother, don't try to deny it. I saw everything just now. Not only did you touch Teacher Song, but you also reached your hand into her collar."
A married man touching Teacher Song—it was truly despicable!
Qin Yuyan glared hard at Qin Yuhe. "You're crossing the line!"
Qin Yuhe: "If I'm crossing the line so much, why do you think Teacher Song didn't resist?"
Qin Yuyan: "She was definitely intimidated by your despotic power and didn't dare to fight back."
Qin Yuhe: "Teacher Song's clothes got wet from the water just now. I was helping her wipe it off, nothing else."
Qin Yuyan: "What do you mean 'nothing else'? Are you trying to trick a minor? I don't believe you."
"It's true," Song Xinya spoke up. "Yuyan, you misunderstood your brother. He was just helping me wipe the water off, nothing more."
Qin Yuyan didn't believe a word Qin Yuhe said.
But she believed Song Xinya.
Qin Yuyan: "Could it be that I really saw it wrong?"
Song Xinya: "It might have been an optical illusion caused by the angle."
Qin Yuyan wrinkled her delicate nose in thought. So her brother wasn't cheating with Teacher Song, and she had just made a mistake?
Jiang Yaoxue walked over, noticing the strange atmosphere between the three of them, and asked, "Did something happen?"
Song Xinya: "Nothing special. Let's all head back inside."
Jiang Yaoxue walked in front, with Song Xinya following behind.
Qin Yuhe walked side by side with Song Xinya, his pale, long fingers brushing against hers from time to time.
Qin Yuyan walked at the very back, her gaze darting between Qin Yuhe and Song Xinya. She still felt something was off.
Why did she keep feeling that the atmosphere between her brother and Teacher Song was so ambiguous and intimate?
It felt exactly like that subtle chemistry that only exists between a married man and a woman.
In the living room, Song Xinya sat on the sofa, with Qin Yuhe sitting right next to her.
Qin Yuyan plopped herself down right between the two of them.
"Brother, move over a bit, you're squishing me."
Qin Yuhe chuckled mockingly. "Sis, you're the one squishing me."
Qin Yuyan wasn't just squishing him; she was actively trying to edge him out.
Her brother kept leaning in close to Teacher Song—it was so unfair to her sister-in-law!
Although Qin Yuyan desperately wanted Song Xinya to be her sister-in-law, seeing her brother secretly flirting with Song Xinya made her feel guilty toward her actual sister-in-law!
Sigh—it was just too hard being a teenager.
If only Song Xinya were her sister-in-law whom she had never met, how wonderful that would be!
To prevent Teacher Song from becoming the other woman, and to stop her brother from becoming a cheating scumbag, Qin Yuyan squeezed herself right between Song Xinya and Qin Yuhe, physically blocking them from getting too close.
When Song Xinya wanted a drink of water, Qin Yuhe went to pour it, but Qin Yuyan beat him to it and handed a glass to Song Xinya. "Teacher Song, drink the one I poured."
When Song Xinya went to the restroom, Qin Yuyan saw Qin Yuhe stand up and immediately jumped up as well. She dashed over to Song Xinya, clinging to her arm. "Teacher Song, I'll go with you."
When Song Xinya wanted to eat some grapes, Qin Yuyan grabbed the entire fruit platter and cradled it in her arms, pulling out a bunch of grapes and placing them directly into Song Xinya's hand. "Teacher Song, eat the ones I picked."
Qin Yuhe pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration and stood up.
He beckoned to Song Xinya. "Come here, I have something to tell you."
Song Xinya stood up and walked toward him.
When she was just a meter away, his hand clamped down on her forearm, and he pulled her right into his embrace, holding her tightly.
Qin Yuyan completely freaked out. "Ahhh! Brother, what are you doing? What could you possibly need to say that requires holding her like that? You're being a total creep!"
Qin Yuhe replied, "What, do I need to submit a report and ask for your permission to sleep with my own wife?"
Qin Yuyan stammered, "What nonsense are you talking about, sleeping with your own wife..."
Wait a minute.
Did her brother just say Teacher Song was his wife?
Her brother said Teacher Song was his wife!
Qin Yuyan's brain finally clicked. "Teacher Song is my sister-in-law!"
She had been running around all this time, trying every possible way to tear her brother and Teacher Song apart, but it had never once crossed her mind that Teacher Song was actually her sister-in-law!
Here is a toast!
To this stupid pig brain of hers!
