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

The assistant shuddered, feeling like he'd walked right into a trap.

"Um, Mr. Qin..."

The assistant has never been in a relationship and has never experienced being rejected by his girlfriend or wife.

He racked his brains, searching his mind for words of comfort, wanting to console Qin Yuhe, the poor man rejected by his wife.

"Mr. Qin, even married couples need to give each other personal space. If two people are together every day, they will get tired of each other. Ms. Song rejected you because she wanted to go out and get some fresh air. After all, who wouldn't get tired of being with the same person every day?"

Qin Yuhe raised his eyes and looked directly at him: "If you can't speak properly, then shut up!"

The assistant shuddered, realizing he had said the wrong thing, and tried to make amends, saying, "Mr. Qin, you were just rejected by your wife once, it's no big deal. Once Miss Song goes out for some fresh air and comes back, she won't find you annoying or bothersome anymore."

Qin Yuhe's eyes grew even colder: "Stop talking so much, why don't you just cut your tongue out!"

The assistant put the food on the table and said, "I think I'll go out."

The door opened and closed again, leaving Qin Yuhe alone in the large office.

The food on the table was made with fresh ingredients and had a light flavor; it was his favorite Cantonese cuisine.

At this moment, Qin Yuhe had little appetite.

I can clearly feel that I'm hungry, but I just don't have much of an appetite and don't want to eat anything.

His fingers traced the collar of his impeccably buttoned white shirt, now unbuttoned.

Qin Yuhe leaned back on the sofa, closed his eyes, and let out a long sigh.

A moment later, he opened his eyes, picked up his phone, tapped on the screen, and sent a message to Song Xinya.

[Did you enjoy eating with other people?]

.........

At this moment, inside the hot pot restaurant.

Song Xinya put a slice of beef roll into her mouth. The perfectly cooked beef was tender and smooth, coated in a spicy broth, giving her taste buds ultimate satisfaction.

"This is so delicious, Manager Chen! You have such a great eye for food. When we get back to the company, I'll fold you a crown with four big words written on it: Food Expert."

Chen Siyan: "A sweet kiss to the king of supporters."

Tian Tianquan: "I'll give Manager Chen an award later, with four big words written on it: Treasure Man."

Chen Siyan: "Do fairies all speak with sugar in their mouths? They're so sweet."

He put palm-sized giant freshwater prawns into the pot, cooked them, took them out, put on gloves, peeled them, and put the prawn meat into the bowls of the two ladies.

Song Xinya: "Manager Chen, please stop taking care of us. You have a live-streamed class this afternoon, and you've been talking non-stop. It's hard on your voice, brain, and energy. You should eat something to replenish your energy."

Tian Tian put a piece of beef roll into his bowl: "Eat more meat, look how skinny you are."

Chen Siyan: "I've lost so much weight, I'm only 150 pounds. I'm so thin, I'm like a stick insect."

Tian Tianquan: "You're tall, and 150 pounds is just right. Being too thin will make you look frail. Being a bit stronger will make you more manly."

Chen Siyan: "I have eight-pack abs."

Tian Tian's eyes lit up: "Really?"

Chen Siyan: "Want to see it?"

Tian Tian stared intently at the other person's abs: "Never seen them before, I want to."

Chen Siyan: "Then I can't show it to you. I'm not a prostitute with a fixed price per night. We decent men only show our bodies to our girlfriends and wives."

Tian Tian Circle: "..."

"No, bro, then why did you ask me if I wanted to see it?"

Chen Siyan smiled slightly, "Of course I'm flirting with you, trying to arouse your interest in my body."

He said, "I was just saying it casually, don't take it to heart."

Tian Tian Circle: (｡•ˇ‸ˇ•｡)

Chen Siyan looked at Tian Tian's clean little face, which was puffed up with anger, and laughed. He picked up a beef roll from his bowl, put it in his mouth, and chewed it vigorously: "Eat, eat."

Although Song Xinya and Tian Tianquan both asked Chen Siyan not to help them cook, Chen Siyan still took good care of the two ladies, getting them fruit, pouring drinks, and promptly adding more food to the pot when they finished eating.

It must be said that dining with such a considerate gentleman is a pleasure.

When Song Xinya saw the message Qin Yuhe sent: [Did you enjoy eating with other people?]

She replied: [I'm quite happy.]

After sending it, Song Xinya stared at the screen for a while.

Qin Yuhe usually replies to her messages very quickly, almost instantly.

Ten minutes passed, and the message seemed to have sunk without a trace, receiving no response.

Song Xinya thought that the other person was probably busy, and the conversation was basically over after a question and answer session. There was nothing special about it, so she went back to eating hot pot and didn't think much of it.

After finishing their meal, Chen Siyan went to the garage to get his car, while Song Xinya and Tian Tianquan waited on the sidewalk.

Song Xinya: "What are the work arrangements for this afternoon?"

Tian Tianquan: "A client booked me to get Botox injections for a slimmer face, and also to get a few hyaluronic acid injections to fill in her temples and cheekbones."

Song Xinya: "From the perspective of a professional plastic surgeon, do you think there's anything I need to change?"

Tian Tian carefully examined Song Xinya's face, her gaze sliding downwards, and said, "There really is one place that needs to be changed..."

Song Xinya: "Where?"

Tian Tianquan: "You should get breast reduction surgery. Your breasts are too big. I'm worried that your husband's face will smother in them, and he won't be able to lift his head up."

Song Xinya: "...Tian Tianquan, I want to tear your mouth apart!"

Tian Tianquan: "That won't do. I'm a plastic surgeon. My face is my trademark. When customers see my pretty little face, their first impression will be that my skills are exceptional."

Song Xinya: Come on, do you think I don't know you? You looked like this when you were in elementary school, and you've grown up in the same proportions.

Tian Tianquan: "I tell everyone I meet that I had plastic surgery."

Song Xinya: "Regardless of whether she has hair or not, she just calls herself a fairy."

Tian Tianquan: "Being a person is tiring, being a good person is even more tiring. Being a fairy is so much more fun. Not only are you beautiful, but you also have magic. You can transform however you want. You can even turn stones into gold. Why would I go to this crappy class or do this crappy job?"

The two chatted casually for a while, and then Chen Siyan drove up in his car.

Chen Siyan first took Song Xinya to the company, and then went to deliver Tiantian's pet.

Song Xinya checked the time and reminded him, "Manager Chen, you might be late this afternoon."

Chen Siyan: "This afternoon, General Manager Zhao is going to the 38th floor for a meeting with many senior executives to report to General Manager Qin. Since General Manager Zhao is not here, he won't notice that I'm late."

As everyone knows, if the boss doesn't notice that an employee is late, then the employee isn't late.

Song Xinya returned to the company on the 8th floor, with twenty minutes left before her work start time.

Through the transparent glass wall, she saw Zhao Yinian sitting in the general manager's office, putting on makeup.

Zhao Yinian drew her eyebrows and eyes, and used a curling iron to curl her hair into exquisite waves.

Normally, she has straight hair.

Song Xinya usually has curly hair.

Zhao Yinian permed her straight hair into curls, just like Song Xinya.

She walked out of her office, preparing to go to a meeting on the 38th floor.

As she passed through the lobby, she glanced around and asked Song Xinya, "Where's Manager Chen?"

Song Xinya: "When a client contacted him at the last minute, he didn't even finish his meal before rushing off to meet the client."

Zhao Yinian asked the others, "Is that so?"

Everyone else had just finished the meal Chen Siyan had treated them to, so they naturally replied, "That's right."

That's the power of having good interpersonal relationships.

Having found no evidence against her, Zhao Yinian walked towards the door.

The elevator goes directly to the 38th floor.

Zhao Yinian walked into the luxurious and grand conference room.

The man sitting in the main seat had jet-black hair, thick eyebrows, pale skin, and deep red lips; he was incomparably handsome and noble.

Zhao Yinian's heart raced after just one glance at him.

The man looked up at her, his dark eyes like a deep, swallowing sea.

Zhao Yinian's fingers trembled with joy as she held the document.

When she spoke, her voice was completely different from the rough and domineering one she used in front of her employees; it was soft and sweet.

"Mr. Qin, is there something you want to tell me?"

Qin Yuhe: "Call everyone in your company over here."

Zhao Yinian asked in astonishment, "Isn't today a senior management meeting? We haven't been called before, so why are we calling them today?"

Qin Yuhe: "When do leaders need to explain things to their subordinates?"

Zhao Yinian lowered her head in a panic: "I'll call them over right now."

The news that Chairman Qin had called a meeting caused a stir throughout the company.

"Shocking! We lowly nobody got to attend a meeting of top executives!"

"Heavens above! We concubines in the cold palace actually have a chance to meet the Emperor!"

"I heard that during the executives' meetings, there are tea breaks with complimentary high-end desserts from a five-star hotel."

"Then I'll have to bring a plastic bag, eat my fill, and then steal a bagful."

Song Xinya followed her colleagues to the conference room on the top floor of the 38th floor.

I could hear my colleagues' enthusiastic discussion.

"This is my first time on the rooftop. Usually, there are security guards here, and even flies can't get in. But I've made it in, hehehe."

"I get really excited just thinking about meeting President Qin, even though I'm a man."

"President Qin didn't invite any other companies today, only ours, which shows how much he values ​​us."

"We're going to make a fortune!!!"

As the group walked to the conference room door, they saw Qin Yuhe's assistant personally opening the door for them.

Everyone was flattered and surprised.

That's President Qin's personal assistant, equivalent to the group's vice president, a position higher than their company's general manager, President Zhao, by more than one level.

Everyone was overjoyed that such an important figure was personally opening the door for them; it seemed that President Qin was going to give them special attention and training!

Promotion and salary increase, becoming a general manager, marrying a beautiful and wealthy woman, reaching the pinnacle of life is just around the corner!

Everyone felt that their future was bright.

The kind of person who can't sleep at night because their future prospects are so bright.

A series of chaotic footsteps approached, and Qin Yuhe, who was reading documents, looked up and headed towards the door.

A group of people stood crowded at the back of the conference room, packed together in a large row.

As soon as Qin Yuhe looked up, his eyes found his wife, Song Xinya.

The man's deep and imposing gaze fell upon the person, as if it were tangible and extremely heavy.

Song Xinya looked up and her gaze met Qin Yuhe's.

He sat in the main seat, a symbol of his distinguished status, while she stood at the very back, pressed against the wall, across the long conference table.

The executives sat around the table.

Zhao Yinian was sitting eight people away from Qin Yuhe.

She glanced at Song Xinya, who was standing in the last row, and smiled smugly.

She was sitting, while Song Xinya was standing; that was the difference in their status.

I thought President Qin really liked Song Xinya, but I guess it's just a passing fancy. It's like seeing a brightly colored dog on the street and playing with it when you're bored. Once the novelty wears off, President Qin will forget about Song Xinya.

Otherwise, who would bear to let their beloved woman stand in the last row?

Zhao Yinian, standing eight people away, looked at Qin Yuhe and said, "President Qin, everyone from our company has arrived. The meeting can begin."

A gust of wind swept by, and Chen Siyan ran into the conference room.

Qin Yuhe: "Is this the person you were talking about who's all here?"

Zhao Yinian's face turned as red as a pig's liver.

She glared at Chen Siyan, who arrived late, and then glanced at Song Xinya, who was standing there, with a smug look on her face.

"Now that everyone's here, Mr. Qin, let's not delay important company matters and begin the meeting."

Qin Yuhe looked at his assistant beside him: "Add chairs for everyone. I can't stand people standing during meetings."

Everyone had a chair to sit on. Song Xinya's chair was brought over by her assistant, and it had a pink cushion on it.

None of the people present, including the executives and President Qin himself, had cushions.

Zhao Yinian hung her head, no longer feeling smug.

Qin Yuhe glanced at Song Xinya: "The meeting begins."

The Qin Group has a wide range of businesses, with its main businesses being finance, energy, communications, ports, and real estate. As for education and training, it's just a side business where they casually spent tens of millions to start a company.

When those well-dressed executives from the finance, energy, telecommunications, port, and real estate industries stand on the platform to report on their work, a variety of professional terms come out of their mouths.

The teachers at the training company sat in their chairs, listening as if they were hearing gibberish.

I don't understand, smida.

Chen Siyan pinched his thigh hard to keep from falling asleep.

He leaned his head towards Song Xinya: "Teacher Song, why did you call us here for this kind of meeting? Are you trying to cultivate our minds?"

Song Xinya didn't really understand why they, a bunch of low-level employees, were called over to this meeting of senior executives.

Chen Siyan: "I'm like a wild boar that can't eat fine bran. I feel like dozing off listening to this kind of high-level meeting."

Song Xinya leaned her head toward him: "If all else fails, lie on the ground and pretend to foam at the mouth, and I'll say you're having an epileptic seizure and call 120 for you."

Chen Siyan: "No way, Brother Yan cares about his reputation, he can't afford to lose face like that."

Song Xinya smiled gently, her red lips slightly upturned.

Suddenly, she felt a chill shoot towards her from the front. She looked up and saw Qin Yuhe staring straight at her, his handsome face gloomy and looking unhappy.

Song Xinya: ?

Does he dislike her driving a small car during meetings?

She understands.

Just like her, as a teacher, she doesn't like students whispering to each other in class.

Song Xinya moved closer to Chen Siyan's head, put her hands behind her back, and sat up straight like a primary school student in class.

Sure enough, Qin Yuhe's face was no longer gloomy, and he stopped staring at her directly.

He started focusing his attention on Chen Siyan.

This was the first time Chen Siyan had been stared at like this by the group's big boss, and he was startled.

Why does the boss keep staring at him instead of other men?

That's because they value him highly!

Chen Siyan was overjoyed but also apprehensive. He grinned and gave Qin Yuhe a restrained yet happy smile.

Qin Yuhe glared at him.

He laughed even harder.

Qin Yuhe recalled an idiom: "Humans and dogs are on different paths."

Dogs are a species that cannot understand human speech.

Two hours into the meeting, it was time for a tea break.

Song Xinya and Chen Siyan walked out of the conference room together.

As soon as you step outside, you see all kinds of high-end desserts.

Chen Siyan: "Wow, gold leaf chocolate cake, gold leaf macarons, gold leaf truffle sauce—eating gold like it's food! This is high-level stuff, truly high-level!"

"Teacher Song, let me get you a gold leaf macaron to try."

Song Xinya picked up a piece of cake and put it on her plate: "No need, I like this."

She stood to the side, holding a plate, and ate her dessert with elegance and grace.

Chen Siyan carried a plate and wandered around the tables full of desserts, not eating the best ones, but only the most expensive ones, picking out the most expensive ones!

Suddenly, a tall shadow loomed over him.

Chen Siyan turned her head, her eyes filled with both surprise and delight: "President Qin!"

Qin Yuhe: "Your name is Chen Siyan, right?"

My goodness, the group's boss actually remembered his name! Chen Siyan's eyes lit up with excitement.

"Yes, yes, Mr. Qin, I am Chen Siyan."

Qin Yuhe: "Are you on good terms with Song Xinya?"

Chen Siyan: "Very good."

Chen Siyan looked at Qin Yuhe with great excitement, not even blinking.

Qin Yuhe chatted with Chen Siyan while his hands never stopped moving—

He opened the wasabi sauce in his hand, squeezed it onto the matcha cake, and placed it quietly next to Chen Siyan.

Qin Yuhe turned and left.

Chen Siyan picked up the matcha cake next to her and started eating.

The wasabi flavor hit him right in the head, making his vision go black and his eyes water!

Who is it?!

Who was so heartless as to put wasabi in a matcha cake?!