Chapter 9

Among the media outlets that came to interview, several broadcast the entire event live.

Many people were watching their live stream, expecting to witness the juicy gossip about a power struggle within a wealthy family, but instead ended up being bombarded with displays of affection.

[This is so sweet, ladies! You don't even need to add sugar to your soy milk anymore.]

[Waaaaah, does anyone understand? I couldn't take my eyes off the whole thing!]

When she called him "President Ye," my ears burned. I really don't know how President Ye spends his days.

How else can we live? Life just goes on... no, I mean, we just slowly get through it.

[Suspicious vehicle confirmed!]

[I'm putting it out there today: this is the sweetest couple in a wealthy family.]

Wow, isn't this better than those manufactured couple pairings?

Although I can't see it, I know there must be many people like me smiling like a doting auntie at the screen.

...

Human nature is to yearn for and pursue beautiful things. Whether it's Qin Su and Ye Yan's good looks or their flirtatious banter during the live stream, it all hits the mark with netizens.

Words like "wealthy family," "couple," and "good to ship" easily attract attention, and along with a series of interconnected trending topics, they added fuel to the fire for Ye's stock price.

But that's all for later. Right now, Qin Su is having soup at the Ye family's banquet.

Ye Hongchang made no attempt to hide from his descendants present, praising Ye Yan's excellent work.

He sighed, “With the Ye family in your hands, they will surely rise to even greater heights. In that case, when I go to the afterlife, I will have the face to meet my ancestors and your mother.”

Qin Su put down the soup spoon, her gaze shifting from Ye Hongchang to his wife, who was decades younger than her, and a hint of amusement appeared on her face.

This man is really something else. In front of his children from his first two wives and his fourth wife, he said he would go to see Ye Yan's mother in the future.

What face? What face? The face of marrying four wives in one's lifetime?

Ye Yan remained silent, his expression indifferent.

The other members of the Ye family had different expressions, and Ye Yuanqing almost bit his teeth to pieces.

After dinner, everyone went home. Ye Yuanqing stood guard by Ye Yan's car and said sarcastically, "I didn't expect that my uncle, who always disdained to deal with our petty tricks, would also resort to underhanded tactics and even team up with the media for public relations. It seems that my uncle is not as indifferent as he appears on the surface."

Qin Su, always eager for a good show, smiled and said, "So, are you convinced or not?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Yuanqing realized that Qin Su was essentially tacitly agreeing with Ye Yan, and he became even more resentful, saying, "We'll see!"

Completely unaware, Ye Yan, who had just guessed Qin Su's plan, was speechless.

He coldly tossed Ye Yuanqing a "Whatever" and got into the car.

On his way home, Ye Yan unconsciously kept tapping his fingers slowly on the computer, clearly deep in thought.

Qin Su completely ignored him; the intimacy she had shown in front of the media and the Ye family seemed to be nothing more than an illusion.

After a long pause, Ye Yan asked, "So you planned all of this? How did you know about Ye Yuanqing's actions?"

"What's so difficult about that?" Qin Su said without even looking up. "I know everything."

Ye Yan frowned, feeling slightly uncomfortable with her tone—even Ye Hongchang wouldn't speak to him like that.

But when he thought about how much effort and energy Qin Su had put into this matter, his expression softened.

“Actually, you can tell me in advance if you have any plans, or tell Ding Bo.”

To avoid both him and Ding Bo being out of touch, and to prevent his emotions from fluctuating wildly.

God knows, when he saw Qin Su suddenly appear on the scene, he was no less surprised than Ye Yuanqing. Ding Bo had called her earlier, and she was still at some bar or nightclub.

But it must be said that her preparedness and on-the-spot counterattack gave him a rare sense of surprise.

Especially given the backdrop of her previous infuriating behavior, those who stood by her and fought side by side became all the more precious.

Qin Su asked, "What do you mean? Picking someone up from the airport?"

“That’s not it,” she said casually. “It’s just that I’m very unhappy that you’re not replying to my messages, so I’m deliberately making things difficult for you.”

Ye Yan: "..."

He was stunned for a moment, and it took him several seconds to fully understand what he was hearing.

He couldn't believe that someone could talk about making things difficult for others so confidently. He looked at Qin Su in astonishment and found that there was no trace of a joke on Qin Su's face.

She was actually serious.

Ye Yan choked up, a rare occurrence: "You..."

Qin Su lifted her thick, dark eyelashes and glanced at him, saying matter-of-factly, "What? Is that not allowed? You think it's okay not to reply to my messages?"

Ye Yan met her gaze, his facial features tense.

He should have been angry, but perhaps because Qin Su's attitude was too frank and straightforward, or perhaps because all of Qin Su's actions today were unpredictable and novel to him, he felt strangely calm.

Well, no matter what, Qin Su was ultimately doing it for his own good.

Seeing that he didn't react, Qin Su continued chatting with Xiao Xiao as if nothing had happened.

Xiao Xiao: [How's the online sentiment right now? It's pretty good, isn't it?]

Qin Su: [Good job, thank you for your hard work.]

Xiao Xiao: [Hehehe, then Su Su must have won a great victory.]

Qin Su smiled slightly. A resounding victory? No, this was just the beginning.

***

Ye Yan and Qin Su's marital home is located in the eastern coastal area of ​​the city. It is a true sea-view property. Since Qin Su had been living abroad, Ye Yan actually lived there alone.

The house has five bedrooms. Besides the room where Ye Yan lives, there are four empty rooms, all decorated in a minimalist black, gray and white style.

"I'm going to take a shower first. You can pack your things first. If you need anything, just let me know later."

Ye Yan helped Qin Su carry her suitcase into the entryway, explaining as he took off his coat.

“I don’t like having outsiders in my home, so I didn’t arrange for a live-in housekeeper, but the housekeeper and the cook live very close to each other, and their contact information is on the table.”

Although he explained patiently, his underlying attitude was quite clear—Qin Su was staying here and had to follow his lifestyle preferences; he wouldn't change his habits for her.

Qin Su raised an eyebrow but said nothing.

Qin Su called out to Ye Yan when he was about to go upstairs.

"Wait, I brought you a gift. You can use it when you take a shower."

Ye Yan was slightly surprised: "A gift?"

He didn't expect that Qin Su had brought a suitcase with her, which contained gifts for him.

In front of him, Qin Su opened her suitcase, took out a flat gray box, and handed it to him: "Take a look, do you like it?"

When Ye Yan heard her say it would be useful for showering, he assumed it was something like shower gel or fragrance, took it, opened it, and politely said, "Thank you for your help, I..."

Before he could finish speaking, his gaze froze, and his expression became frozen.

Inside the exquisite gift box were two men's leopard-print boxer briefs.

Ye Yan: "..."

"Don't you like it?" Qin Su tilted her head in confusion.

She reached out and picked up the two pieces of fabric, gently rubbing them with her fingertips, and said a brand name: "This is their new style this year, targeting high-end men. I've heard it's pretty good, and I think it would suit you perfectly."

Ye Yan couldn't concentrate on what she was saying at all; he only saw her slender, snow-white fingers resting on... her.

Her nails had a light pink tinge, and her fingertips were soft and glossy, easily gripping her clothes.

And those clothes were given to him to wear close to his skin.

Ye Yan couldn't explain why his heart was suddenly pounding. He didn't dare let Qin Su continue rubbing it, so he hurriedly took the box and closed it.

"Okay, I understand."

"What do you know?" Qin Su frowned, displeased with his slightly rude actions. "Aren't you going to say thank you?"

"..." Ye Yan said with difficulty, "Thank you."

Qin Su then took pity on him and said, "Then go ahead."