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

Song Xinya was barely clinging to life.

He was soaking wet, covered in sweat, as if he had been pulled out of the water.

She lay there, dizzy and weak, her cheeks flushed with a lingering blush.

Her long, thick eyelashes drooped down, and her eyes were completely closed.

This job is exhausting.

Why am I so tired?

It's even more tiring than going to work!

Actually, she didn't do anything; it was Qin Yuhe who was the one making the moves.

She just went along with him. Whatever he said, she arranged things the way he wanted.

Throughout the process, she passively endured his actions.

No matter how fierce he became, she softened her body and cooperated with him, accepting him.

Actually, she did do some things.

From 11 p.m. to 9 a.m., for ten hours, a full ten hours, she obediently cooperated with him, letting him knead her and pound her as he pleased.

Ten hours!

Office workers only work eight hours a day from nine to five!

Capitalists are indeed all bloodsuckers.

Qin Yuhe is a top vampire; he's almost drained her dry!

As Song Xinya lay half-conscious on the bed, she didn't forget to ask, "Did you enjoy yourself?"

Qin Yuhe replied, "I feel like I've only had half the fun."

She was almost driven crazy by him, and he had only just gotten halfway done.

Brother, how strong is your addiction?!

Song Xinya wanted to sit up and scratch his face.

But I don't have the strength.

Qin Yuhe wasn't done yet.

It's really not enough at all.

But when he saw that she really couldn't hold on any longer, he stopped.

He lifted her from the bed, let her lean against his chest, and fed her water.

One glass of water wasn't enough, so she drank another.

Qin Yuhe helped her wipe the water droplets from her lips.

The moment his fingers touched her lips, she let out a soft moan: "It hurts."

Qin Yuhe stared at her lips and examined them carefully: "There's no broken skin."

Song Xinya: "They're all swollen."

Qin Yuhe's feeling was, how come she swelled up when he hadn't even used any force?

It is indeed very delicate.

Song Xinya was so sleepy that her body was completely unsupported, and she slid down his chest.

Qin Yuhe wrapped his arm around her waist: "I'll carry you to the bathroom to take a shower."

Song Xinya whimpered softly, "I want to sleep."

Qin Yuhe didn't say anything more, and glanced at the bed sheet next to him.

The bed was filthy, with wrinkles and patches of damp, white sweat.

This is unsleepable.

He took both of their phones and carried her to the side bedroom.

After a night of intense activity, Song Xinya couldn't keep her eyes open and fell asleep the moment her head hit the pillow.

Qin Yuhe didn't seem tired at all. He took the initiative to clean up the mess after the battle and used a wet towel to wipe her body.

Then he used a dry towel to wipe her hair, which was wet with sweat.

His tall, strong body lay between her, his fingers gently and carefully applying ointment to reduce swelling and pain.

After doing all this, he went to the bathroom to take a shower, then lifted the covers and lay down next to her.

The woman, who was fast asleep, suddenly murmured, "I haven't asked for leave yet."

Originally, Song Xinya planned to make him tomato beef noodles and then tell Zhao Yinian about asking for leave.

Because Qin Yuhe hurriedly dragged her to the bedroom and threw her on the bed, she was kissed until she was dizzy and caught in a turbulent vortex of desire. She was so focused on the pleasure that she forgot about asking for leave.

Suddenly remembering this, Song Xinya closed her eyes, struggled to get up, stretched out her arm, and groped on the bedside table for her phone.

Qin Yuhe held her hand, tucked her arm under the covers, and let her continue sleeping.

"Sweetie, I'll get it for you."

He picked up her phone, pressed her thumb on the screen, and unlocked it.

This was the first time he had ever looked at her phone.

He clicked into her WeChat and saw her only pinned contact—

Song Tingye.

Qin Yuhe's gaze paused for a moment, staring intently at the three words "Song Tingye".

He blinked heavily and looked down.

He tapped the contacts at the bottom, entered Zhao Yinian's name in the search box, and clicked on it.

I sent a message: [Requesting two days off]

At this moment, on the 8th floor of the Qin Group headquarters building.

Zhao Yinian stood in the middle of the hall, looked around, and fixed her gaze on the empty workstation next to Chen Siyan.

She put her hands on her hips, looking aggressive and confrontational.

Where is Song Xinya?!

Zhao Yinian's background is three thousand miles away from the upper echelons of Beijing society; she can't even get close to the edge of it.

Naturally, the Qin family wouldn't have sent her an invitation to their banquet yesterday.

Therefore, she was unaware that Song Xinya was Qin Yuhe's wife.

When Zhao Yinian saw that Song Xinya's workstation was empty, his eyes flashed with a cunning light, as if he had finally caught someone red-handed.

"It's already past nine o'clock, and Song Xinya still hasn't arrived!"

Song Xinya was never late before, and she always arrived early and left late. Everyone else would leave for the day, but she would stay at the company to work overtime.

She had only been with the company for a few days when she managed to secure a client that no one else in the company could, signing Qin Yuyan, the little princess of the Qin family, as a major client.

Zhao Yinian usually tries every means to make things difficult for Song Xinya, but she has never found an opportunity.

Today she finally got her chance.

Zhao Yinian's eyes sparkled with excitement and eagerness. Song Xinya was late without giving prior notice, so she had to tell Qin Yuhe about it as soon as possible.

President Qin is always meticulous and rigorous in his work, emphasizing discipline and efficiency, and he detests people who disregard company rules.

If she tells President Qin that Song Xinya was late without reason, President Qin will definitely have a worse impression of Song Xinya and will scold her.

Previously, Zhao Yinian kicked Song Xinya out of the work group, and Qin Yuhe parachuted into the work group and personally pulled Song Xinya back in.

This is a complete slap in the face to Zhao Yinian.

Because Zhao Yinian lost face, she held a grudge against Song Xinya.

She had worked at the Qin Group for eight years and had never seen Qin Yuhe give any woman a second glance.

He was cold and indifferent to all women.

Zhao Yinian had always thought that Qin Yuhe was a cold-hearted person.

However, Qin Yuhe's sudden appearance in the work group and his defense of Song Xinya in front of all the employees surprised Zhao Yinian.

This also saddened her greatly.

It turns out that Qin Yuhe can be so gentle and considerate towards a woman.

Having finally found a way to get information out of Song Xinya, Zhao Yinian, with the intention of interfering, sowing discord, and speaking ill of her behind her back, couldn't wait to complain to Qin Yuhe about Song Xinya.

Instead of speaking ill of Song Xinya directly, she edited a teasing message:

[President Qin, it's 9:30 today, and Song Xinya still hasn't come to work. She didn't even ask for leave beforehand. Such unexcused absence is very rare in the entire company. Is something wrong with her? If she's in trouble, I'd be happy to help her. We're both women, so it'll be easier for me to help her.]

Zhao Yinian was very satisfied with the message and pressed the send button with a smile.

A moment later, Qin Yuhe sent a message: [Zhao Yinian, what does your family do?]

Zhao Yinian stared at the message for a moment, then smiled even more happily. This was the first time President Qin had asked about her family situation. He was chatting with her to get to know her better.

She was so happy her hands trembled, and she immediately typed a reply: [Mr. Qin, my family is in the food trading business.]

Qin Yuhe: [I thought your family had owned a tea shop for generations, otherwise why do you smell like expired Longjing tea?]

Zhao Yinian's heart stopped racing, his hands stopped trembling, and he froze like an ice sculpture.

[President Qin, what do you mean by this?]

Qin Yuhe: [They said you smelled so strongly of tea that even boiling water couldn't dissolve it; you'd need sulfuric acid to make it strong enough.]

Zhao Yinian's heart is riddled with holes.

She didn't dare to continue chatting with Qin Yuhe and exited the chat window.

Then, I saw a message from Song Xinya's account: [Requesting two days off]

Zhao Yinian was furious and had nowhere to vent her anger. She jabbed her finger hard at the screen, as if she wanted to smash the phone.

This Song Xinya, she just takes leave whenever she wants. Does she think the company is hers? Who does she think she is? Does she really think she's the young mistress of the Qin family?

Zhao Yinian deliberately made things difficult, saying, "I don't agree to your leave request. The company has a lot of things to handle right now. You'd better be back in the company within ten minutes, or you can forget about your bonus this month!"

A message came from Song Xinya's account: [I am Qin Yuhe]

Zhao Yinian's vision went black.

Mr. Qin!

Qin Yuhe: [Can Song Xinya take leave now?]

Zhao Yinian's hands trembled like a leaf: [Yes]

Qin Yuhe: [Can Song Xinya still keep her bonus this month?]

Zhao Yinian's phone slammed to the ground. She picked it up and typed on the shattered screen: [Yes]

Qin Yuhe: [Song Xinya is sleeping in my arms right now, do you have a problem with that?]