Listening to Tang Shiting's brief description, Lin Yue said with some skepticism, "Teacher Tang, you should investigate whether this child is yours, because 'drunken promiscuity' is just a saying, it's not true at all."

Song Yunzheng and Tang Shiting looked at her simultaneously, and Song Yunzheng even narrowed his eyes...

"What's wrong?" Lin Yue blinked her big eyes and looked back at them.

"How do you know it won't work?" Song Yunzheng stared at her with a forced smile, as if to say, "Little girl, you'd better explain yourself."

"I saw it online. Didn't an expert confirm that drunk men don't have promiscuous sexual abilities, especially those who have blacked out? And... um..."

Song Yunzheng quickly covered Lin Yue's mouth, turned to look at Tang Shiting, and said helplessly, "Children speak without thinking, please continue."

Tang Shiting sighed, "I won't say anymore, it's all tears if I do..."

Life is unpredictable. Just a month ago, he was a charming and refined scoundrel, but in just a few days, he looked as if he had been hit by frost, and he became visibly haggard.

As a friend, Song Yunzheng was powerless to help; it was not his place to meddle in other people's family affairs.

After taking the unconscious Tang Shiting home, Song Yunzheng and Lin Yue returned to Courtyard No. 15 and found an unfamiliar car parked there, but Song Yunzheng felt that the license plate number looked familiar.

Pushing open the door, one could see Song Xinian engrossed in playing chess, while sitting opposite her was Yin Wan'an, the Director of Education, and next to him sat a young man with sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, and red lips and white teeth.

"Son, Yueyue is back." Zhou Lirong walked out of the kitchen with a smile, wiping her hands. "Say hello quickly. This is Director Yin, you should call him Uncle Yin. This is Yin Fangye, Uncle Yin's youngest son."

"Director Yin." Song Yunzheng nodded slightly, a faint smile on his lips. It was rather embarrassing for him to call him uncle.

Then, he pulled Lin Yue in front of him and said, "Yueyue, call him Uncle Yin."

Lin Yue immediately smiled sweetly, "Hello, Uncle Yin."

"Alright, alright, this must be your daughter-in-law. She looks about the same age as Fang Ye." Yin Wan'an smiled and looked at Zhou Lirong.

"Yes, he might be a few years younger than me, a junior in college, just got back from school."

When Zhou Lirong talks about her son finding someone so young, she can't help but think to herself that her son is an old cow eating young grass.

Sitting to the side, Yin Fangye's eyes flashed with amazement as soon as Lin Yue entered, and his attention was drawn to her, but he quickly regained his composure.

"Fang just returned from England yesterday, right?" Song Xinian asked with a smile.

"Yes, Uncle Song."

Song Yunzheng knew the principle that one should not visit a temple without a reason, and he was already used to this kind of scene.

"Dad, Director Yin, you two can continue your conversation. We won't disturb you any longer." With that, he pulled Lin Yue back to their room.

Back in the room, Song Yunzheng suddenly asked her in a deep voice, "What kind of nonsense do you watch online?"

"Huh? What are you talking about?"

"What do you think? The things you said to Tang Shiting, about drunken sex, you can talk to me about those kinds of things, but you can't talk to any other man besides me, do you hear me!"

Song Yunzheng pinched the soft flesh of her waist in a threatening manner.

"Seriously? You're jealous about this too?" Lin Yue looked at him helplessly.

Jealous men are like stubborn bulls, and Song Yunzheng made no attempt to hide it, "That's right, I am petty, and you've experienced it before."

Lin Yue smiled slyly, her hands wrapping around his neck like nimble snakes. "With a jealous husband like this, I'll have to be careful in everything I do from now on."

"Good that you understand." Song Yunzheng lifted her legs, and Lin Yue simply pushed off with both feet and lightly leaped onto his waist.

"My husband is in good health, I hope you can keep it up!"

Song Yunzheng deliberately teased her, carrying her to the windowsill and gently placing her on it. "Don't worry, even when I'm old, you won't be lonely."

After saying that, his burning lips pressed against hers, lingering tenderly. One hand held her slender waist tightly, while the other cupped the back of her head, kissing her passionately.

Lin Yue, immersed in the heart-pounding sensation brought on by the passionate kiss, felt the surging passion between them like a turbulent wave. Every subtle movement of his and every expression of deep affection made her unable to extricate herself from it.

Just as the two were deeply engrossed in their kiss, Zhou Lirong's voice came from the doorway, "Excuse me, son, although I'm eager to have a grandson, there's no need to be this impatient. I suggest you close the door."

Song Yunzheng is old and thick-skinned, but Lin Yue is so embarrassed she's practically crawling on the floor. How could she have forgotten to close the door? Did she end up doing a live broadcast? And her mother-in-law even caught her.

"Mom, Yueyue is shy, please just pretend you didn't see it."

Zhou Lirong immediately understood, "Hey, son, when did you get back?"

Lin Yue silently wiped her sweat from her brow while hiding against Song Yunzheng's chest. Her mother-in-law's ability to adapt to unexpected situations was truly impressive.

Zhou Lirong's words were clearly heard by everyone in the living room. When Song Xinian heard the word "grandson," his eyebrows twitched and his lips curled up into a wide smile. All his old friends had grandsons, and he was extremely envious.

"Fang Ye, when will you return to England?"

Yin Fang seemed not to hear, staring intently at the chessboard, whether lost in thought or studying how to place his pieces.

Yin Wan'an nudged him with his elbow, "Uncle Song is asking you a question, why are you daydreaming?"

After regaining his senses, Yin Fang looked apologetic and said, "I'm sorry, Uncle Song, I was too focused on the game and got a little carried away. Please don't take offense."

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