After celebrating the little princess's birthday, without Song Xinya even having to ask, Qin Yuyan offered to sign a tutoring contract with her.

That way, she can see Song Xinya every day.

Song Xinya successfully opened her business and secured her first major order at the new company.

As the night grew dark, Song Xinya, preparing to leave, asked, "What gift did your brother prepare for you?"

Qin Yuyan: "My brother transferred me a million yuan as pocket money."

Song Xinya: "So your brother's birthday present to you was... money?"

Qin Yuyan: "Yeah, my brother says money is a gift."

Song Xinya smiled and said, "The gift your brother gave me is really thoughtful."

Qin Yuyan: "I think so too. I want to eat when I see something delicious, and I want to buy things when I see something I like. All of these things cost money. I don't know how to earn money, so I rely entirely on my brother to give me money."

Song Xinya: "Luckily you have a brother who knows how to make money."

Qin Yuyan: "My life plan is like this: when I was young, I relied on my brother; when I grew up, I relied on my sister-in-law; when I grew up, I relied on my father to rely on my nephews and nieces; I'll live my whole life by relying on others."

Song Xinya was truly speechless.

Silence is Cambridge tonight.

Song Xinya: "Baby, you really have 'ambition'."

Qin Yuyan: "Thank you for the 'compliment'."

.........

Song Xinya returned home, washed up, and lay down on the bed.

She is currently menstruating, and her hormone levels fluctuate significantly.

Women who have experienced sexual activity generally have this feeling: during menstruation, their desire is stronger, and they want to have sex with a man more.

There's nothing shameful about it; it's a normal physiological response for women.

Hormones make nerves more sensitive, and the body craves to be hugged, touched, and cared for.

Song Xinya misses Qin Yuhe.

During the day, she was busy with work and didn't have much of a desire, but now that it's late at night and she has some free time, she really wants to.

I miss Qin Yuhe's health.

It's a little embarrassing to admit, but although Song Xinya has slept with Qin Yuhe twice, she hasn't really seen his body.

He was very skilled, exceptionally so, and his prelude was always very long. Before they even got to the main event, she was already completely captivated by him.

She felt as if she had fallen into a gentle sea of ​​clouds, her reason dissipating in the warm breeze, her senses tingling and numbing, her body feeling so light she could fly away, floating and dizzy.

She became his captive, allowing him to roam the battlefield at will.

The light shone obliquely on her and him, casting their shadows onto the pristine white wall.

Overwhelmed with emotion, she opened her shimmering eyes a crack and looked at the wall.

He was like a cheetah that kept running.

She quickly closed her eyes, too embarrassed to look any longer.

To this day, she still doesn't know if he has abs and pecs.

It's probably true, given his incredible physical strength.

Next time, next time, she will definitely find a chance to take a look.

Various images that made her hormones surge flashed through her mind, making it even harder for Song Xinya to fall asleep.

She lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

She picked up the pillow he had used with her delicate hands and tucked it tightly between her legs.

.........

In his office in Shanghai, Qin Yuhe was holding his phone, staring at the step count leaderboard on WeChat Sports.

The number one player on the leaderboard is Song Xinya, with 23192 steps.

Half an hour later, when I opened WeChat Sports again, the step count no longer changed.

Qin Yuhe checked the time; it was 11 p.m.

I guess she's asleep.

At the very least, I'm lying in bed.

As for insomnia, Qin Yuhe believed that Song Xinya would not have it.

Every time they were halfway through, she would grab his arm with her soft hands, pat him, punch him, and push him away. Her eyes would be red with a charming and ambiguous glint, and she would urge him on in a soft, tearful voice, saying that it was too late, she was sleepy, she didn't want to continue, and she wanted to sleep.

Now that he's not around tormenting her, she should be sleeping soundly.

A faint smile flickered in Qin Yuhe's eyes. It's a wonder she exercises every day, yet her physical strength is still so poor.

It's easily damaged.

Qin Yuhe tapped the back button on his phone and looked at his chat interface with Song Xinya.

No new messages.

Thinking that she was already asleep, Qin Yuhe didn't send her any messages.

The office door was pushed open, and the assistant walked in: "Mr. Qin, Mr. Wang, the largest real estate developer in Shanghai, invites you to have a drink at the club."

Qin Yuhe placed his phone back on the table, his tall figure standing straight, his eyebrows and eyes unblinking as he looked down at the documents, uttering two words from his thin lips: "I'm not going."

Assistant: "He said he has something very important to discuss with you."

Qin Yuhe lifted his eyelids and glanced at his assistant, his eyes mocking: "What important business can be discussed in a club? Just romance and idle chatter?"

Assistant: "Understood, I'll go reply to Mr. Wang now."

Qin Yuhe attended the gathering organized by President Wang once when he first came to Shanghai.

In the opulent private room, the aroma of cigars mingled with the strong scent of whiskey, and as people rushed towards them, the fragrance of women was also present.

Every man sitting on the sofa had a woman on one arm and a woman on the other.

Mr. Wang would arrange women for every man who came to the party, and not just one.

Those women were all seasoned players in the game of love, their playful banter, seductive charm, and flirtatious tactics were all highly skilled, and every smile and gesture exuded allure.

While other men indulged in a life of pleasure and debauchery, Qin Yuhe observed everything with a clear mind, finding it all rather dull.

He did not accept the woman that Mr. Wang arranged for him.

And I never went to those kinds of gatherings again.

.........

The next day, at the dinner table, Song Tingye looked at Song Xinya and asked, "Sis, why do you have dark circles under your eyes? Didn't you sleep well last night?"

Song Xinya listlessly hummed in response.

Song Tingye: "Your brother-in-law wasn't home last night either, why didn't you sleep well?"

Song Xinya: "...Whether I sleep or not has nothing to do with your brother-in-law?"

Song Tingye: "I don't know either. I just know that when my brother-in-law is around, you'll wake up really late the next day and look really tired."

Song Xinya: "...Shut up. If you say another word, I'll make you do fifty sets of Chinese language tests today."

Song Tingye quickly stuffed a large meat bun into his mouth to shut himself up.

Throughout the meal, the younger brother didn't utter a single word.

After finishing his meal, Song Tingye quickly made his way to the bedroom.

Song Xinya grabbed his collar and shoved him back, saying, "Come back here."

Song Tingye stood there looking aggrieved: "Sis, what are you doing? Why are you being so fierce?"

Song Xinya: "What, do you think I'm going to eat you? What are you afraid of?"

Song Tingye: "I'm afraid of Chinese language and literature, and I'm afraid of writing essays."

Song Xinya: "A true hero dares to face the bleakness of life and the dripping blood."

Song Tingye: "Then let the brave ones face it. I'm not a brave one."

Song Xinya: "You should become a warrior now."

Song Tingye: "I don't want to."

Song Xinya: "When a man says no, he means yes. We'll do ten sets of Chinese language practice papers today, that's settled."

Song Tingye silently questioned the heavens.

What kind of men say no and then actually want it? You sluts!

.........

When Song Xinya arrived at the company, everyone's eyes turned to her the moment she entered.

She looked down at herself; her clothes were neat, her zipper was zipped up, and she hadn't made a fool of herself.

Chen Siyan, like a nightingale, stepped forward to answer the question: "No one has ever been able to stay by the Little Demon King's side for three days. Song Xinya, this is your third day trying to win him over. Tell me quickly, have you succeeded or failed?"

Zhao Yinian walked past with a coffee cup in her hand, seemingly casually, but in reality, her ears were perked up, and she didn't dare to breathe too loudly, for fear of missing anything.

To improve their little princess's academic performance, the Qin family invited renowned teachers from all over the country, but none of them could win her heart; they all stayed for no more than three days.

Can Song Xinya do that?

Chen Siyan asked impatiently, "Song Xinya, the little princess was so eager to see you yesterday, you must have already signed the contract with her, right?"

Zhao Yinian: "That's not necessarily true. When the little princess is in a hurry to see someone, it might be because she wants to mess with that person. Take you, Chen Siyan, for example. Back then, the little princess hurriedly called you over. You thought you were going to sign a big deal and make a lot of money, but you ended up being made to run naked in the street, which was very embarrassing."

Chen Siyan hated it most when people mentioned that he had run around naked with his buttocks exposed. He rolled his eyes and said, "Why does your mouth keep spewing out 'pfft pfft' like you've put on some enema?"

Zhao Yinian gritted her teeth and said, "You..."

"What do you mean, 'you'?" Chen Siyan interrupted her, "Don't speak. Your breath is so foul, it's almost suffocating me."

He picked up the air freshener and sprayed it twice at Zhao Yinian.

Zhao Yinian choked and coughed repeatedly.

As she turned and walked toward her office, she glanced at Song Xinya.

If an ordinary person had successfully won over the little princess, they would have been happily showing off everywhere. Judging from Song Xinya's calm demeanor, she must have failed.

Zhao Yinian curled her lips into a smile as she walked towards her office.

Song Xinya opened her bag, took out the contract, and handed it to Chen Siyan: "Manager Chen, this is the teaching contract that I signed with Qin Yuyan."

Zhao Yinian twisted her ankle and stumbled against the wall, unable to laugh anymore.

.........

For the next few days, Song Xinya would tutor Qin Yuyan every day.

I taught her earnestly and wholeheartedly for a month, and when the exam results came out, she got 16 points.

Song Xinya was struck dumb, speechless for a long time.

Qin Yuyan gently patted her back to comfort her: "Teacher Song, don't be sad. After all, I've been a useless person for 17 years. How can I get better all at once? It has to be done slowly."

"Teacher Song, although I only got 16 points this time, which doesn't seem like much, you should know that I used to get 8 points. I've only studied for a month, and I've already made double the progress. Given time, I'm sure I'll achieve great things."

"Oh, really?" Song Xinya said absentmindedly as she left.

I accidentally twisted my ankle.

The following day, I rested in bed.

On the other side, Qin Yuhe opened WeChat Sports and saw Song Xinya's step count: 0.

This doesn't fit her daily routine.

That's completely incompatible.

He stared at the zero, his brow furrowed, a man who was usually calm and composed.

His assistant noticed the change in his expression and asked, "Mr. Qin, what's wrong?"

Qin Yuhe: "What kind of event would cause a person to have a total of 0 steps in a whole day?"

Assistant: "In case of an accident."

Qin Yuhe felt as if his heart had been gripped tightly, and his breath caught in his throat.

"Book me a flight back to Beijing, immediately."

Assistant: "But you have a very important meeting to attend today. You've been in Shanghai for so long and put in so much effort to close this deal. Things are about to succeed, and we can't let it all fall apart at the last minute."

"I need to go back to see my wife," Qin Yuhe said firmly. "My partner should come before everyone and everything else."

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I updated a lot today, over 6000 words, and it's being released in two chapters.

I'll take a break first, then I'll update again in a big burst.

Tomorrow, President Qin and Ya Ya will part ways, and he'll find new love even more!

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