Strange in public! Trying to conceive in private! Pampered and kissed every night.

In Song Xuanli, Li Cuirou, and Zhang Yingying's memories of Song Xinya, she was rustic, plump, and round.

He is 1.7 meters tall and weighs 180 kilograms.

He always wears cheap clothes.

His head was always lowered timidly.

They never dared to look people directly in the eye.

She was like a foxtail grass by the roadside, inconspicuous, disliked, ignored, unworthy of respect, and unfit for high society.

She always lived in the peripheral vision of others, standing in a dim and dark corner, never occupying the center of the picture, only existing cautiously on the edge, and often facing ridicule from others about her figure.

"Hey, hey, hey, look, there's a big fat guy over there."

"Her thighs are thicker than my waist."

"You've gotten so fat, are you getting ready to be slaughtered?"

"If I were as fat as her, I wouldn't have the face to live in this world, I would have killed myself long ago."

Song Xinya is an obese and bloated woman who doesn't deserve to stand in the spotlight or be liked.

This is the Song Xinya they know!

Song Xuanli, Li Cuirou, and Zhang Yingying gazed at the woman on the spiral staircase. She was slender, graceful, confident, and flamboyant. Her stunningly beautiful red haute couture dress and elegant demeanor captivated everyone's attention from the moment she appeared.

Standing beside the distinguished young master of Beijing's elite circles, Qin Yuhe, she affectionately linked arms with him, becoming the absolute leading lady of the banquet.

Everyone was looking at her, praising her beauty, marveling at her looks, and envying her shapely figure.

She stood beneath the dazzling crystal chandelier, making everyone else pale in comparison; only she shone brightly.

This kind of woman!

Such a thin woman!

Such a beautiful woman!

Such an elegant woman!

Such a powerful woman!

How could it be Song Xinya that they know!

Song Xuanli, Li Cuirou, and Zhang Yingying stood frozen in place, staring at the woman on the spiral staircase. Their bodies were stiff, as if they had been frozen in place, and their eyes were filled with disbelief.

In just one year, even with dieting, Song Xinya could not possibly go from 180 pounds to this thin!

Therefore, the Song Xinya in front of them could not be the Song Xinya they knew.

They just share the same name.

Song Xuanli, Li Cuirou, and Zhang Yingying convinced themselves.

However, at the same time, the three of them were still filled with a deep sense of unease.

On the spiral staircase, Song Xinya followed Qin Yuhe down the last step.

Instantly, the guests rushed over.

These guests were all from noble families, important figures whom ordinary people could hardly reach and who would normally never even have the chance to meet.

At this moment, they stood around Qin Yuhe and Song Xinya, their faces filled with restrained and flattering smiles.

Across the spacious hall, Zhang Yingying stood in a corner, gazing at Song Xinya, who was surrounded by everyone in the middle.

As time changes and positions are reversed, Zhang Yingying has now become an inconspicuous weed by the roadside.

Some people have this kind of mentality—

I'd rather trust a stranger than someone I know.

I'd rather lose to a stranger than to someone I know.

Zhang Yingying would rather the woman in front of her was a rich and noble lady from a prestigious family than the Song Xinya they knew.

She didn't want to lose to Song Xinya, whom she knew.

Song Xinya had been secretly fed hormones by her mother and husband for so many years, and had been fat for so many years. As everyone knows, hormone-induced obesity is the most difficult to lose of all kinds of obesity. It took her a year to go from 180 pounds to 100 pounds. Ordinary people simply do not have such strong willpower.

The vitamins that Song Xinya was taking were replaced with hormones. As long as Song Xinya continues to take hormones, she will continue to gain weight and will not be able to lose weight at all.

Zhang Yingying looked at the woman standing in the center of the crowd and said to herself, "She must not be the Song Xinya they know."

That must be it.

Li Cuirou: "Everyone else has gone to offer toasts, so we'll go too. We can also take this opportunity to find out who this woman named Song Xinya is."

Song Xuanli: "How could I not recognize my own daughter? This woman named Song Xinya in front of me is definitely not my good-for-nothing rebellious daughter."

Zhang Yingying: "Yes, we're going now. We're going to prove that she's not the Song Xinya we know."

The three men, each holding a glass of champagne, walked toward the center of the crowd.

Suddenly, a slender and tall figure appeared in front of her, walking straight toward Song Xinya.

Li Cuirou: "Song Tingye!"

Song Xuanli: "To freeload and then have the audacity to dance in front of the banquet hosts—this is utterly disgraceful to the Song family!"

Zhang Yingying: "People can't teach people, but they can learn from experience. Once he's kicked out of the Qin family, he'll know how embarrassing it is."

Then they saw Song Tingye walk up to the woman in the red dress and call out affectionately and loudly, "Sister!"

Boom! A bolt of lightning struck from a clear sky, hitting Song Xuanli, Li Cuirou, and Zhang Yingying squarely on the head!

The three of them felt as if their hearts were being squeezed tightly, making it hard to breathe!

That woman!

That woman really was Song Xinya, whom they knew!

They can no longer deceive themselves!

The three of them stared blankly at Song Xinya, unable to recover from the intense shock.

Ahead, Song Xinya looked up at them, her eyes cool and indifferent, yet her aura was so powerful that it inspired fear and awe.

Her indifferent gaze swept across the three people's faces without lingering for a moment; she looked at them as if they were air.

Having committed many wrongdoings, the three of them suddenly felt as if their feet were welded to the ground, and they dared not take another step forward.

Then, they saw that Mr. and Mrs. Qin, who had ignored them when they presented the gifts, now walked up to Song Xinya with great enthusiasm and initiative.

Grandma Qin held Song Xinya's hand affectionately, her face beaming, and said to Song Xinya with concern, "My dear granddaughter-in-law, Grandma has been waiting for you for a long time."

Granddaughter-in-law!

It was like a thunderclap from a clear sky, stirring up a huge wave of emotions in everyone's hearts.

This woman is the Qin family's granddaughter-in-law!

The wife of Qin Yuhe, the son of a prominent figure in Beijing's elite circles!

The young mistress of the most powerful family in Beijing's elite circle!

The guests suddenly realized why the Qin family was hosting a grand banquet and sending invitations to every family in the Beijing social circle that they could name.

The Qin family has called them over to formally introduce their young mistress.

In the midst of a warm and quiet atmosphere, a loud bang rang out, extremely inappropriately, throughout the entire hall.

The glass in Zhang Yingying's hand fell to the ground, shattering into pieces, and champagne spilled all over the floor.

Also shattered was her desire to marry Qin Yuhe and become the first lady of a wealthy family.

Everyone in the hall looked towards the entrance, their gazes sweeping back and forth between Zhang Yingying, Li Cuirou, and Song Xuanli.

Such inappropriate behavior made the three of them feel like they were being treated like monkeys in a zoo.

Song Xuanli, always concerned with saving face, turned to Zhang Yingying and scolded her: "How old are you? You can't even hold a cup properly. Have you forgotten all the manners and etiquette I taught you at home? You've ruined everyone's fun. Apologize to everyone right now!"

Li Cuirou: "Everyone makes mistakes sometimes. It's inevitable for humans to err. May everything be alright, may everything be peaceful, and may everything be safe."

Song Xuanli: "What nonsense about peace? If you've done something wrong, you've done something wrong. A doting mother spoils her child. It's because of mothers like you who always favor their own children that she's so unruly."

With these words, he not only performed a righteous act in public, but also completely absolved himself of any wrongdoing.

Zhang Yingying breaking the cup had nothing to do with him; it was all because Li Cuirou had failed to properly raise her daughter.

Zhang Yingying lowered her head and apologized to everyone, having lost all face.

After the interlude, everyone's attention turned back to today's protagonist, Song Xinya.

Standing to Song Xinya's left were Qin Yuhe and Qin Hanxiao, and to her right were Old Mrs. Qin and Old Mr. Qin.

At the banquet held by the Qin family, she firmly occupied the center position.

In an instant, Song Xinya's name spread throughout the entire Beijing social circle.

All the prominent figures in Beijing's social circle knew that Song Xinya was Qin Yuhe's wife.

Amidst the clinking of glasses, everyone raised their glasses and, with utmost respect, toasted Song Xinya.

Song Xinya was an honest person. She raised her glass, tilted her head back, and drank it down.

A slender, pale hand flashed past her, and Qin Yuhe took the wine glass from her hand.

He stood beside her, his tall and dashing figure gesturing to the crowd with a toast.

"My wife is not a good drinker, so I, as her husband, will drink in her place."

He looked up, his pale neck stretching out in a beautiful arc, his Adam's apple bobbing back and forth with each swallow.

His demeanor was composed, and his drinking motion was swift and decisive; he downed the entire glass of wine in one gulp.

Throughout the banquet, Qin Yuhe deflected every toast offered to Song Xinya on her behalf.

Worried that Qin Yuhe would get drunk by everyone, Song Xinya pulled Qin Yuhe away from the banquet early as it was coming to an end.

In the side hall separated from the main hall by a wall, Qin Yuhe lay back on the sofa, his eyes flushed with a slightly tipsy red, his lips red and his teeth white, his lips slightly parted to reveal a slit.

His already handsome and alluring face was now even more stunning and captivating.

Song Xinya walked over with a glass of water in her hand, sat down next to him, and handed him the glass.

"Why are you accepting drinks from everyone who offers them a toast today?"

Given his distinguished status, he could easily refuse.

Qin Yuhe gripped his water glass, downing half of it in one gulp. A sly smile played in his dark eyes as he looked at her and said:

"I'm so happy to have married such a wonderful wife like you, so I drank a bit more."

Song Xinya blushed and her heart pounded.

She pursed her lips and couldn't suppress a smile.

Qin Yuhe placed his palm on her face, his thumb stroking her delicate, blushing cheeks.

Song Xinya grasped the hand that was stroking her cheek with both of his hands and obediently rubbed against his palm.

She asked him, "You've been drinking and haven't eaten anything. What would you like to eat? I'll go get it for you."

Qin Yuhe raised his other hand, grabbed the back of her neck, and pressed down hard.

Song Xinya threw herself into his arms and clung to him.

He stared intently at her with deep eyes: "I want to eat you."

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