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

Song Xinya didn't have to lift a finger when it came to moving; Qin Yuhe arranged for professionals to come over.

Two women helped Song Xinya pack her things, and two men helped Song Tingye.

Qin Yuhe's personal assistant, who had always been by his side, stayed by Song Xinya's side the whole time, waiting for her to do as she pleased.

The two-bedroom apartment, which wasn't very big to begin with, saw many people coming and going, making Song Xinya and Song Tingye the two most idle.

Three-legged chairs are definitely out of the question, and old, peeling tables aren't worth keeping. A broken fan that looks like a dying old man panting heavily when turned on isn't worth throwing away.

Song Tingye walked into the kitchen: "Take this dishwasher with you. I just bought it at the salted fish secondhand market this year. It's about 80% new."

The assistant smiled faintly: "President Qin is a germaphobe; he won't use things that other people have used."

"The furniture in the Forbidden City Mansion is all-encompassing, and all of them are the latest and most fashionable styles. The graphene dining table in the living room has a smart heating function, so the food placed on it will never get cold."

"Miss Song, Young Master Song, the Forbidden City Mansion is fully equipped; all you need to do is show up."

In this way, Song Xinya and Song Tingye brought relatively little stuff, and their luggage was packed up very quickly.

Assistant: "Ms. Song, what's the landlord's phone number? I'll contact the landlord and help you cancel your lease."

Song Xinya and Song Tingye's expressions both changed.

Song Tingye whispered, "If we cancel the lease on this apartment, and Youyou comes back one day, she won't be able to find us."

Song Xinya understood Song Tingye's thoughts and said to her assistant, "This house has special significance for us, so we will not cancel the lease."

Who is Youyou?

The name sounds like a girl's.

The assistant had questions in his mind, but since neither Song Tingye nor Song Xinya had said anything, he naturally couldn't inquire about his master's affairs.

But one thing he could tell was that Song Xinya and Song Tingye cared a lot about this person named Youyou.

Song Xinya came downstairs and saw the familiar black Rolls-Royce.

Assistant: "Ms. Song, Mr. Qin left in another car today, and specifically reserved this car for you to use."

Song Xinya and Song Tingye sat in the back seat as the car drove out of the residential area and headed straight for the most bustling area of ​​Jingbei City.

Song Xinya looked out the car window. In the rearview mirror, the old buildings were getting farther and farther away from her, getting smaller and smaller, shrinking into a tiny dot until they disappeared.

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The Rolls-Royce stopped in front of a detached villa built on the waterfront.

The modern villa features clean, simple lines, with large glass curtain walls that bring the sunset and distant mountains indoors. The white curtain walls reflect the shimmering water, creating a sparkling effect like a fallen galaxy.

Song Tingye exclaimed, "Sister, the house your brother-in-law gave you is even more impressive than the one our old scumbag father lived in!"

"The old scumbag father married that scheming old woman, and the little scheming woman she brought with her, neither of them had ever lived in such a nice house in their entire lives."

Song Tingye picked up his phone and took a picture of the villa: "Housewarming celebration! Such a wonderful day, I have to show it off on my WeChat Moments. That's right, I'm a country bumpkin. I love to show off, and I especially enjoy the feeling of others being jealous of me."

The post claimed to be showing off a luxurious villa, but eight out of the nine photos were close-up shots of Song Tingye looking handsome.

The caption reads: "I don't want to work hard in this life anymore, because I not only have a great older sister, but also a super rich brother-in-law who gives me a luxury villa with every move."

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Song Tingye had Li Cuirou and Zhang Yingying on his WeChat. Soon after he posted this on his Moments, Li Cuirou called Song Xinya's phone.

At that moment, Song Xinya was sitting on the sofa in the living room. Just as the phone call connected, a maid came over and respectfully asked, "Madam, what would you like to eat for lunch today?"

Li Cuirou's shrill voice rang out: "Song Xinya, you really got married!"

Song Xinya smiled calmly: "Didn't you always want me to get married? Now that I'm married, why are you unhappy?"

What else could it be? Because she married too well.

He wanted to take advantage of her marriage, but he was also afraid that she would live too well.

Li Cuirou: "Who is your marriage partner?"

Song Xinya: "The blind date I went on that day."

Li Cuirou wondered to herself, was the luxurious villa that Song Tingye posted on his WeChat Moments a gift from that divorced, fifty-year-old man with two children?

That luxury villa is the most expensive building in Beijing's northern district, costing over 100 million yuan per unit.

Li Cuirou and Zhang Yingying especially liked the villas in that development and dreamed of owning one, but they couldn't afford it.

Li Cuirou once hinted to Song Xuanli, Song's father, that he should buy a set for her and her daughter. Upon hearing this, Song Xuanli scolded her for being wasteful.

Unexpectedly, Song Xinya moved into the villa that she and her daughter had been longing for.

That old man was so generous; he gave it to Song Xinya right away.

Li Cuirou's heart was like stir-fried shredded potatoes with vinegar, sour and sour.

Zhang Yingying was also very envious.

Li Cuirou said, "Ya Ya, since you've already married that divorced old man and he's still so good to you, you should just live a good life with him. After all, it's rare for a man to be willing to marry a big fat woman like you who weighs 180 pounds, let alone treat you so well. You're really lucky, like a blind cat catching a dead mouse."

Zhang Yingying leaned closer and said, "Song Xinya, this marriage of yours is such a great deal! It's like buy one get two free. You became a stepmother to two kids right after you married into the family. I've been meaning to ask you, how does it feel to be a stepmother?"

Song Xinya said calmly, "Flyfly, you should ask your mother this question. Have you forgotten that your mother became my brother's and my stepmother as soon as she married into the Song family? She's a professional stepmother."

Zhang Yingying suddenly realized she had asked the wrong question.

Li Cuirou's face also turned ugly.

Li Cuirou waved her hand and pushed Zhang Yingying aside: "Alright, sit over there and don't say anything."

Li Cuirou continued, "Ya Ya, now that you've married that old businessman, I'm sure I can close this deal, right?"

Song Xinya gave a mocking sneer and said, "Even if you don't care about the monk, you should at least consider the Buddha. Go ahead and find that business partner; the deal is sure to go through."

After hanging up the phone, Li Cuirou couldn't wait to call the business partner, and immediately greeted him with a fawning and enthusiastic "In-law."

The other person replied enthusiastically, "Are you crazy?"

Li Cuirou was taken aback: "Why are you swearing at me?"

The other party replied: "Who said we're in-laws?"

Li Cuirou: "Didn't Song Xinya marry you?"

The other person replied, "You must be dreaming."

Li Cuirou: "That day I introduced Song Xinya to you on a blind date, but you didn't see her?"

When the topic of blind dates came up, the other party became even angrier: "Song Xinya stood me up that day; I didn't even see her."

"Moreover, Song Xinya sent me a message that day, saying that you arranged two blind dates for her at the same time, and she took a liking to a young and handsome man, but not to me, this old and withered man."

"Li Cuirou, you actually introduced me and a young, handsome man to Song Xinya at the same time. This is a blatant insult to me. You are such a scheming person. I won't do business with someone whose heart is full of holes. Don't contact me again."

It was like a thunderbolt striking Li Cuirou squarely on the head.

She called Song Xinya again, wanting to confront her.

A mechanical female voice sounded: "Sorry, the number you dialed is currently switched off. Please try again later."

Zhang Yingying suddenly remembered something: "Mom, Song Xinya said she's already married, and her husband isn't that divorced older man with a child. Who is he then?"

Li Cuirou: "How would I know?"

Zhang Yingying: "Wasn't it you who introduced her to that young, handsome man she married?"

Li Cuirou: "It wasn't me, I didn't introduce myself."

Thinking that Song Xinya's fiancé was a young and handsome man who had given her a luxury villa, Zhang Yingying felt even more envious.

Thinking about how Song Xinya, a 180-pound fat woman, could actually meet such a good husband, Zhang Yingying felt resentful.

"I'm way prettier than Song Xinya, that Piggy Hero."

Li Cuirou: "So you need to be more confident. Song Xinya, a big fat girl, can meet a good man. You will definitely be able to marry Qin Yuhe, the prince of the Beijing circle, and become Mrs. Qin."

Zhang Yingying: "Mom, you're right. I need to work harder before Qin Yuhe gets married."