Song Lan stared wide-eyed.
"Okay, don't be angry, it was my fault. I promise I'll listen to you next time."
I can guarantee it, but whether you want to listen next time is another matter!
Qin Yanzheng thought to himself.
Just as Song Lan was about to speak, she heard Qin Yanzheng say, "Should we start now or later?"
"I've already overslept. If I sleep any longer, I'm afraid I'll miss everything I need to do at noon."
As Song Lan sat up, intending to change out of her pajamas, the man reached out and said, "Let me help you."
“I have hands.”
Song Lan refused.
"You've gone through all that trouble. I was just helping you get dressed. It has nothing to do with whether you have hands or not."
Qin Yanzheng sat down on the edge of the bed without backing down.
"Who's tired? I'm full of energy and have plenty of strength!"
Who do you think you are?!
Song Lan rolled her eyes at her.
Qin Yanzheng said aggrievedly, "Looks like I haven't tried hard enough. But don't worry, wife, I promise you'll sleep until noon tomorrow!"
This is clearly an act of putting on airs.
Unsurprisingly, he received another glare from Song Lan.
"Honey, are you flirting with me? I like it, want to flirt a couple more?!"
Qin Yanzheng's handsome face was beaming with an irresistible smile, but Song Lan didn't look at him. She simply said, "I don't want to talk right now."
"Fine, I'll shut up."
After dressing his wife in the red wool sweater and red woolen skirt she wore last night, and helping her put on genuine leather ankle boots, Qin Yanzheng carried her directly into the bathroom.
"What are you doing?"
"I'll carry you over here to brush your teeth and wash your face. Just sit on my lap and don't move."
Qin Yanzheng placed one foot on the washbasin and, as he said, placed Song Lan on his lap to sit securely before squeezing toothpaste and collecting water.
"I'll do it myself!"
Song Lan felt ashamed. She wasn't a three-year-old child who needed an adult to help her brush her teeth and wash her face, and even squeeze the toothpaste for her.
"Baby, open your mouth."
Qin Yanzheng didn't want to give up the opportunity to take care of his wife. Even if he were busy with work and sometimes didn't come home for long periods, he could come home every day.
The time husband and wife spend together is limited. If he doesn't seize the opportunity to treat his wife well and keep her heart firmly in his grasp, he'll have nowhere to cry when someone else steals her away.
It's not that he lacks self-confidence, nor that he doesn't trust his wife's character; it's just that his wife is both beautiful and talented, and she's a radiant presence wherever she goes.
In other words, she has no shortage of suitors.
And among her suitors, there are certainly many outstanding men.
If the other party is skilled and takes advantage of his absence to try and win his wife's favor, there's no guarantee that they won't one day sneak into his home and provoke him, the legal wife.
Song Lan ultimately couldn't resist the man's whims. She was like an obedient little baby, doing whatever the adults told her to do.
She let the man brush her teeth and wash her face, tidying her up properly. She then sat on the edge of the bed and was fed dumplings from the plate before being allowed to go to the living room on the first floor.
Actually, it was not yet eight o'clock in the morning.
But compared to Song Lan, she really does get up late!
She was led downstairs by Qin Yanzheng's hand. At that moment, her gaze fell on his hand. She saw that his hand was slender and jade-like, with distinct knuckles, and each fingernail was neatly trimmed.
To be honest, Song Lan thought her man's hands were as beautiful and pleasing to the eye as his face. In other words, in Song Lan's eyes, after last night, her man was perfect in every way!
Happy New Year, sister-in-law!
As she walked down the stairs, she was greeted by the cheerful voices of the two little ones. Song Lan immediately smiled and said, "Happy New Year to Xiao Wu and Xiao Liu too!"
Qin Boyan: "Happy New Year, Sister-in-law!"
Qin Yaqing: "Happy Chinese New Year, sister-in-law!"
Qin Yaxin: "Sister-in-law, I wish you all the best in the new year, and that you and my brother will give me a big, healthy nephew soon!"
After greeting Qin Boyan and Qin Yaqing with "Happy New Year," Song Lan's face instantly turned bright red upon hearing Qin Yaxin's New Year's wishes.
It was at this moment that she realized her hand was still being held in Qin Yanzheng's palm, which made her even more uncomfortable. She whispered, "Let go."
Qin Yanzheng smiled and nodded, reluctantly releasing her soft hand.
Seeing the way his elder brother looked at his sister-in-law, Qin Boyan and the others felt incredibly full.
"Lanlan, come and sit down."
Qin's father smiled and waved to Song Lan, his gesture undoubtedly easing Song Lan's discomfort.
Happy New Year, Dad!
Sitting on the sofa, Song Lan gave Qin's father New Year's greetings. Then, she heard Qin's father say, "Let nature take its course when it comes to the child."
In an instant, the temperature on her face, which had just cooled down a little, soared again. But in front of her elders, Song Lan could not remain silent. She nodded, forced herself to be calm, and replied with a smile, "I know."
What are your plans for lunch?
Qin's father asked.
"I want to go to the department store and then visit my adoptive parents. After all, they raised me for over ten years and invested a lot in me. It's okay that I'm busy with work and don't contact them often."
But it's the Lunar New Year, and I'm in Beijing. If I don't go and pay my respects, people will inevitably gossip about me...
Personally, I don't mind being said a few unpleasant things, but I don't want the Qin family to become the subject of gossip.
After listening to what Song Lan said, Qin's father said, "Our Qin family sits upright and acts honestly, so we are not afraid of being talked about."
After a brief pause, he continued, "But what you said is true. Even if that couple acted in a despicable way before, it's a fact that they supported you for more than ten years."
It's fine if you don't associate with them on ordinary days, but during the Spring Festival, especially in Beijing, if you don't go to pay your respects, it's easy for people to gossip about it.
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