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

Qin Yuhe had obviously also noticed the dishes placed in front of him.

It was hard for him not to notice, because no one else had it in front of them, but he had a whole bunch in front of him.

It's as if he has terrible kidney problems and desperately needs tonics to boost his virility.

Song Xinya turned her head slightly to glance at Qin Yuhe and saw that his face was a little green.

Even the princes of Beijing's elite circles have their moments of humiliation, Song Xinya smiled with a slight upturn of her lips.

Qin Yuhe turned to look at her, and seeing her smiling happily, he raised an eyebrow slightly.

Is she laughing at him for being incompetent?

Because he hasn't touched her since they got their marriage certificate, she thinks he's impotent.

He thought he had made his meaning very clear: at night in bed, he would embrace her, caress her, and the tension between his body and hers would clearly show his desire—he wanted her.

However, due to various reasons, the two never managed to consummate their marriage.

So she thought he was all talk and no action, that there was no real penetration, and that he was incapable.

Or……

Qin Yuhe looked into Song Xinya's eyes, which were like the misty rain of Jiangnan, moist and charming with a touch of delicate allure. Her gaze seemed to be...flirting.

Or is it that she wanted it, but he hadn't been able to satisfy her, so she thought he was inadequate?

Actually, Qin Yuhe's thinking went astray. Song Xinya was born with a pair of affectionate eyes, looking at everyone as if she were flirting, even looking at a pig with deep affection.

Qin Yuhe thought to himself, since Song Xinya wants it, he, as her husband, will naturally satisfy her.

He picked up a wet wipe and handed it to her: "Wipe your hands."

As Song Xinya placed her hand on her thigh, preparing to raise it to receive the wet wipe, a wet wipe was pressed into her palm.

His fingers traced her thigh, suggestive, yet firm, before he gave it a squeeze.

He used the guise of delivering wet wipes, and the action was so natural and subtle that no one saw it.

Song Xinya genuinely felt his flirting, as if she had been electrocuted.

Does he want it?

Since he wants it, as his legal wife, she will naturally satisfy him.

After wiping her hands, Song Xinya looked up at Qin Yuhe's face, which was incomparably handsome and still had a serious expression.

She silently uttered two words in her mind: "secretly passionate."

"Ya Ya, what are you thinking about?" Grandma Qin called out to Song Xin Ya, "Tell Grandma what's on your mind."

That's not something you can say.

Song Xinya smiled gently and replied, "Grandma, I saw that today's meal was so delicious and varied. I knew you must have put a lot of thought into it. Thank you for your kindness and hospitality."

Grandma Qin: "Oh, we're all family, no need to thank me. As long as the food suits your taste and you're happy with your meal, Grandma is happy."

"It's this late, you must be hungry. Don't just sit there, let's start eating."

Song Xinya didn't touch her chopsticks, but looked at the two empty seats next to her.

Two more people haven't arrived yet.

Moreover, those two empty seats were next to Qin Yuhe and Old Master Qin, which shows how important these two people who haven't arrived yet are in the Qin family.

Grandma Qin was completely focused on her granddaughter-in-law and only then did she notice that some people hadn't arrived yet.

She turned to the housekeeper: "Where's Qin Hanxiao? My son and daughter-in-law are here, why hasn't he arrived yet?"

"And Jiang Yaoxue, I already informed her son and daughter-in-law yesterday that they would be back tonight and invited her to the Qin family's banquet. Didn't she come?"

They've all become parents, yet they're still so troublesome.

Look how well-behaved the grandson and granddaughter-in-law are.

Qin Hanxiao was in the bedroom. The housekeeper had just gone to call him, but he said he was busy.

What could you possibly be busy doing in the bedroom? Sleeping, of course?

It's obvious they're just using Qiao as an excuse.

The Qin family and their servants all knew that no matter how old this man was, he was no match for Qin Yuhe in terms of vision or ability.

When the position of Qin family head was handed over to him, the once thriving family business was dragged into a ditch and went downhill under his leadership after a series of sweeping reforms.

It's true, a flurry of actions as fierce as a tiger, but a look at the score reveals a measly 250.

Grandpa Qin and Grandma Qin also saw this point and made a decisive decision to remove their son Qin Hanxiao from the position of power and support their eldest grandson Qin Yuhe to take over.

Qin Hanxiao believes that he has the ability, but he is just unlucky. His parents, the old master and the old lady, are biased and are determined to take back the position of the head of the Qin Group and prove himself again.

It's not that the rich second generation is wasting their lives on trivial pursuits, but rather that they are filled with ambition.

I'm not afraid of the rich kids indulging in a life of luxury; I'm afraid of them proving themselves.

Because of this incident, Qin Hanxiao caused quite a bit of trouble.

Old Master Qin stood up from his seat, his voice deep and resonant, authoritative as a pine tree: "I'll go see what he's been up to."

.........

In the bedroom, Qin Hanxiao lay lazily on a rocking chair, casually smoking.

There were cigarette butts lying all over the ground nearby.

The room was filled with swirling smoke.

When Grandpa Qin pushed open the door and walked in, he was greeted by billowing smoke and thought the house was on fire.

When he realized it was caused by his good-for-nothing son smoking, his face darkened even more.

Stepping over cigarette butts scattered on the ground and through layers of secondhand smoke, Old Master Qin stood in front of Qin Hanxiao.

"Hehe brought his new wife today, and as Hehe's father, you should attend the family dinner."

When the bride came to the house for the first time, everyone else was there, but he, as the groom's father, didn't attend. Wasn't that deliberately embarrassing the bride?

Qin Hanxiao took a drag of his cigarette and said slowly, "I'm not the one in charge of the Qin family now. What difference does it make whether a nobody like me goes or not? I'm busy."

Grandpa Qin: "What are you busy with?"

Qin Hanxiao: "Busy smoking."

Grandpa Qin: "Are you sure you don't want to go?"

Qin Hanxiao: "I'm not going."

Old Master Qin raised his arm and slapped Qin Hanxiao hard across the face: "Are you going now or not?"

Qin Hanxiao covered his face and said, "Go."

Mr. Qin's life was full of ups and downs and glory. He built the Qin Group into an invincible business empire, and his life was truly splendid.

However, the son Qin Hanxiao was a complete disappointment, like a good-for-nothing.

In modern terms, it's like a Ferrari giving birth to a Xiali (a type of cheap car).

Even if he lacks ability, if he lives a peaceful and honest life, respects his elders, cares for his wife, and loves his younger relatives, he can still be considered a good person.

The problem is that this Xiali has no self-awareness whatsoever. It insists on thinking it's a Ferrari, acting like it doesn't have the right license and causing trouble for no reason.

The more Old Master Qin looked at Qin Hanxiao's pathetic state, the angrier he became. He reached out and grabbed Qin Hanxiao's ear, dragging him out of the bedroom.

Qin Hanxiao winced in pain: "Dad, it hurts, it hurts so much, Dad, please twist it gently."

Before reaching the hall, Old Master Qin loosened his grip on Qin Hanxiao's hand.

Large families value their reputation and believe that family scandals should not be aired in public.

Furthermore, today is the first time his granddaughter-in-law has visited the Qin family, a joyous occasion. Old Master Qin doesn't want to make things chaotic, so he must give his granddaughter-in-law the respect she deserves.

Grandpa Qin addressed the crowd, saying, "Qin Hanxiao, upon learning that Ya Ya was coming, was upstairs directing the servants to prepare the new room for Ya Ya and He He, which is why he's late. I'm truly sorry."

Everyone in the family knows what kind of person Qin Hanxiao is, so of course they wouldn't believe what Old Master Qin said. Old Master Qin himself knew that no one would believe him, but he still said it because he was clearly showing everyone his respect and importance to his granddaughter-in-law, Song Xinya.

With Qin Yuhe's protection, and the support of Old Master Qin and Old Madam Qin, no one in the clan dared to underestimate Song Xinya. They all praised her for being beautiful and intelligent, and possessing both talent and looks.

After Old Master Qin and Qin Hanxiao took their seats, only one empty seat remained next to Qin Yuhe.

Song Xinya guessed that it was meant for Qin Yuhe's mother, Jiang Yaoxue.

"I'm late, I'm sorry," a clear, cold voice rang out as a woman walked in.

Her eyebrows were like distant mountains shrouded in mist, and her eyes were like autumn waters rippling across the surface. Her appearance and bone structure were both superb, and her features were as exquisite as a finely carved jade statue. Her radiance was undeniable, yet her temperament was aloof, which only made her face appear more stunning than the last.

As soon as this woman appeared, Song Xinya knew who Qin Yuhe's mother was.

Qin Yuhe's beautiful and radiant face is mostly inherited from his mother.

Jiang Yaoxue held a bunch of pink and blue hydrangeas in her hands, looked at Song Xinya next to Qin Yuhe, and gave her a polite and kind smile.

She walked over to Song Xinya and explained, "My car was rear-ended on the way here today, and I was stopped by the traffic police to handle the accident, so I'm late. Hehe told me that you like pink and blue hydrangeas, so I bought you a bouquet to apologize for the flowers."

Song Xinya could tell whether the apology was genuine or feigned.

She accepted the pink and blue hydrangea and said gracefully, "Mom, I won't take it to heart."

Upon hearing the word "mother," Jiang Yaoxue's eyes lit up, and her smile became even brighter: "I'm so late. You must be starving waiting for me. Let's eat first, and we can talk about everything else after we finish eating."

She sat down next to Qin Yuhe, a distance away from Qin Hanxiao.

From beginning to end, Jiang Yaoxue didn't look at Qin Hanxiao once.

Qin Hanxiao appeared indifferent, but his eyes kept glancing at Jiang Yaoxue's face.

During the meal, Song Xinya barely picked up any food, while Grandma Qin and Jiang Yaoxue kept using serving chopsticks to put food on her plate.

Qin Yuhe kept putting food on her plate, using his own chopsticks.

As Song Xinya ate the food he picked up for her, a tingling sensation spread through her mouth.

As Qin Yuhe reached for the dish in the middle of the table with his chopsticks, Old Mrs. Qin reminded him, "Hehe, the ox penis soup is especially delicious today, you should drink more."

Just drinking soup doesn't seem to be enough...

Grandma Qin added, "Eat that bull penis too. It's a good thing, especially good for men, very nourishing."

Qin Yuhe: "……………"