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

In the elegant and refined setting, while everyone else was gracefully enjoying their desserts, Chen Si's face was covered in tears and snot.

Qin Yuhe walked forward with his back to Chen Siyan, his steps slow and deliberate, a smug smile playing on his thin, crimson lips.

He looked up and saw Song Xinya staring at him from directly opposite him.

Song Xinya's gaze swept over the hand that held the wasabi sauce.

Qin Yuhe: "You saw it?"

Song Xinya hummed in agreement.

She had just seen him squeeze mustard into the matcha cake and give it to Chen Siyan.

Qin Yuhe remained expressionless and unmoved.

So what if she saw it? He's her legal husband.

Qin Yuhe's gaze fell to Song Xinya's hand, where he saw a strawberry cake.

He walked up to her and stood face to face with her, his tall and handsome figure very close to hers.

The cake that Song Xinya was holding was so close that it almost poked into his black suit.

Worried that the cream would stain his clothes, she pulled her hand back.

Qin Yuhe thought she was being possessive of her food, afraid that he would take her cake.

He reached out, took the fork from her hand, scooped out a large piece of cake, and put it in his mouth.

Song Xinya glanced at the table in front of her and said, "There are many more of these cakes there."

Qin Yuhe: "I just want to eat what you have in your hand."

Song Xinya: "I'll give you the whole piece of cake."

Qin Yuhe's lips curled up.

He scooped out a piece of cake and brought it to her lips: "Let's eat together."

Song Xinya glanced around.

It's still a little embarrassing to share a cake fork with someone in public, surrounded by colleagues, and in the office.

Song Xinya was about to say she would do it herself when she looked up and saw Zhao Yinian glaring at her fiercely. She opened her mouth, put the cake in her mouth, and said to Qin Yuhe, "Feed me another bite."

Qin Yuhe: "I'll listen to you."

He forked another piece of cake and fed it to her.

Song Xinya's slender, pale fingertips caressed his well-defined fingers in an intimate way, took the cake fork from his hand, scooped out a piece of cake, and fed it to his lips.

Qin Yuhe obediently opened his mouth and took the cake in.

When Song Xinya looked up again, she saw that Zhao Yinian had left in anger.

She felt relieved.

Song Xinya looked away, tilted her head up, and saw Qin Yuhe's thin, luscious lips slightly pursed, as if he were carefully savoring the cake.

She asked him, "Do you like this kind of cake too?"

Qin Yuhe doesn't like desserts, but because she was with him and he ate them together, he thought they tasted pretty good.

He replied, "I enjoy eating with you."

Song Xinya looked up at him, her eyes filled with shy tears.

As Qin Yuhe gazed into her clear, bright eyes, he recalled the shimmering ripples on the water's surface when the spring sunlight shone upon them—soft, bright, and captivating.

His gaze shifted downwards and landed on her lips.

Plump, moist, and bright red, they look even more delicate and beautiful than rose petals.

He had only tasted her lips twice.

He knew the occasion was inappropriate; people were coming and going, and there were countless eyes watching them, openly or secretly, with curiosity or gossip in their minds.

Qin Yuhe still harbored dark thoughts—

I wanted to pry open her lips and teeth, hook her sweet tongue, and put it in my mouth to lick, bite, suck, and savor.

The man's Adam's apple bobbed once, then he leaned down, lowered his head, and his warm, soft lips pecked at her jade-like earlobe.

Song Xinya trembled involuntarily, partly from surprise at his sudden kiss in public, and partly from the electric shock of the warm, soft touch on her earlobe.

Her wide eyes seemed to say: Are you crazy?

Qin Yuhe spoke in her ear, his voice hoarse, warm and damp, with a hint of the sweetness of strawberry cake.

"Come with me to the conference room."

Song Xinya: "Why?"

Qin Yuhe: "I want to French kiss you."

Song Xinya's face and earlobes were so hot they felt like they were about to smoke.

He's really gone mad.

The meeting room was empty at the moment, but someone could walk in at any time.

Qin Yuhe reached out and grasped Song Xinya's wrist.

Song Xinya darted past him like a nimble fish: "I'm going to check on Teacher Chen. He's crying his eyes out because of the wasabi."

Qin Yuhe's outstretched hand found his palm empty.

He watched her run towards another man.

the third time.

His wife refused to French kiss him.

.........

As Chen Siyan was wiping away tears with a tissue, a bottle of yogurt was offered to him.

Song Xinya: "The spiciness of wasabi mainly comes from isothiocyanates. Fat and sugar can dissolve these substances, so you won't feel the spiciness after you finish this bottle of yogurt."

Chen Siyan took the yogurt and drank it all in one gulp.

It's healed!

Chen Siyan: "Professor Song, you know so much!"

Song Xinya: "Of course. If you know little, it's hard to be a teacher; if you know a lot, you can answer questions and resolve doubts."

Chen Siyan: "Can you explain this to me? In such a high-end tea break, all desserts are checked before being served. How come there's wasabi in the matcha cake?"

Song Xinya said, "I don't know either."

Chen Siyan thought of a possibility: "I understand!"

Song Xinya immediately tensed up, feeling worried for Qin Yuhe: "What do you know?"

Chen Siyan: "President Qin came to my side just now, and then I ate wasabi. How could it be such a coincidence!"

Song Xinya: "Okay, it's really not that coincidental. Since you already know, I think it's better if you don't tell anyone, otherwise it will affect President Qin's image."

Chen Siyan: "I definitely won't tell anyone. Someone is trying to use mustard to harm President Qin."

Song Xinya: "Huh?"

Chen Siyan leaned close to her ear: "That's right, someone tried to use wasabi to harm President Qin, but by some twist of fate, I ended up eating that wasabi cake."

He asked Song Xinya excitedly, "Do you know what my behavior would be called in ancient times?"

Song Xinya was a little confused about what was making him so excited, and asked, "What?"

Chen Siyan: "I've done a great job protecting you, and President Qin is about to promote me and give me a raise. I'm on the verge of rolling in money!"

Song Xinya: "...Manager Chen, your thought process is really quite unique."

Chen Siyan thought this was a compliment.

After the tea break, the meeting resumed.

Executives from the finance, energy, telecommunications, port, and real estate industries stood on a high platform and continued to report on their work.

Although they used obscure and difficult professional terms, Song Xinya understood them all.

When she was in college, she often went to attend courses such as finance, business administration, economics, public finance, economics and trade, etc.

During her university years, she continuously improved her ability to manage a company.

Her mother was a well-known entrepreneur when she was alive.

He was awarded the title of Outstanding Entrepreneur of Jingbei City for five consecutive years and is a frequent guest on CCTV-2 Finance Channel.

Her mother founded Yating Education Technology Co., Ltd., which was once the most famous education and training company in the country.

When their mother died, Song Xinya and Song Tingye were still young. The company was taken over by their scumbag father, Song Xuanli, and his mistress, Li Cuirou.

Song Xuanli changed the company name from Yating Education Technology Co., Ltd. to Rouying Education Technology Co., Ltd.

The company founded by Song Xinya and Song Tingye's mother is now the property of Li Cuirou and Zhang Yingying.

Why should her mother's belongings be given to others?!

She doesn't owe those mother and daughter anything!

Therefore, while working hard to improve her work skills, Song Xinya is also constantly enhancing her ability to manage the company.

All for the sake of one day taking back what belongs to her and her brother.

As the largest enterprise in China, Qin's Group has highly qualified executives whose reports are concise, professional, and cutting-edge.

Song Xinya listened to them speak with great enthusiasm and learned a lot.

Beside him, Chen Siyan was so sleepy that he almost drooled.

To prevent being seen by President Qin while asleep and thus affecting his image, Chen Siyan leaned over to Song Xinya and started chatting with her.

"Teacher Song, I've been dreaming for a while now, aren't you going to sleep yet?"

"Teacher Song, your eyes are so wide open, did you put springs in there?"

"Teacher Song, when do you think President Qin will promote me and give me a raise?"

Song Xinya felt the cold gaze directed at her from the front again.

Qin Yuhe really couldn't stand it at all, seeing other men flirting with his wife.

Yes, in Qin Yuhe's eyes, any other man who speaks to his wife is trying to seduce her and steal her away from him.

Of course, his wife did nothing wrong; it was all the fault of those scumbag men outside!

Qin Yuhe's voice rang out in the large conference room, deep and cold: "Male employees of Qin's education and training companies, leave immediately!"

"Female employees can choose to leave, or they can stay in the meeting room if they wish."

He saw Chen Siyan leave the meeting room, while Song Xinya remained seated.

A victorious smile appeared on Qin Yuhe's face; there was no doubt that his wife had stayed for him.

Actually, Song Xinya just wanted to learn more about managing a company.

.........

Something came up today, and I haven't finished this chapter yet. I'll add about 1500 words later. Go to sleep now, everyone, and check back tomorrow. Goodnight!