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Qin Taoyao was sitting in the back seat of the taxi. Her face could not be seen clearly under the dim light.

I wanted to urge the driver to drive faster, but the congested road made it difficult to move.

The driver couldn't help but mutter, "There's usually no traffic jam here..."

Qin Taoyao was even more agitated.

She kept picking up her phone to check the time.

The chat interface on WeChat is still very quiet.

Song Yuhan still didn't tell what happened.

Finally, the hotel address shown on the map is getting closer and closer.

The car stopped at the main entrance. Qin Taoyao hurriedly scanned the fare, ran directly into the lobby, grabbed a waiter and asked, "Which private room is Song Yuhan in?"

The waiter was startled and said quickly: "Miss, who are you? We can't tell you casually——"

Qin Taoyao's eyes swept quickly and keenly caught the familiar hem of clothes on the stairs.

That person should be Lan Yu.

Qin Taoyao made up her mind, rushed up to the second floor in three steps, and followed Lan Yu's last figure to break into the innermost room.

"Song Yuhan——"

Turn the door handle and push the exquisite European-style carved door open.

The door panel hit the other side with a thud.

Qin Taoyao's subsequent voice was stuck in her throat.

Everyone in the box looked at her.

The man sitting in the middle also raised his eyes to look at her, and a playful atmosphere slowly circulated.

"Forehead……"

Qin Taoyao was so embarrassed that she wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.

She seems to have misunderstood something?

"Are you really coming here?"

Finally, Song Yuhan spoke and waved to Qin Taoyao.

The man was keenly aware that she was probably in a hurry when she went out.

He probably didn't care to tidy it up and didn't even bother to turn his collar.

This is quite strange for Qin Taoyao.

She has a military sense of order, and she doesn't dress in such a hurry.

I can only explain——

Song Yuhan pursed his lips with a hint of teasing, "Come and sit here, I still have a while to finish."

Qin Taoyao quickly lowered her head and rushed to the newly added position next to him.

It's really embarrassing.

"Is this my sister-in-law?"

The people at the table became active, smiling and greeting Qin Taoyao with familiar faces, and their eyes were more or less surprised.

Unexpectedly, Qin Taoyao is much more beautiful in real life than in the photos, bright and lively.

And it doesn’t feel like a worthless vase as rumored.

"He is also a rare visitor. Speaking of which, Mr. Song has been married for so long, and this is the first time he has brought his sister-in-law out."

"Tch, what do you know? This must be Mr. Song's love for his sister-in-law."

Song Yuhan's voice easily transcended the buzzing discussions, "She didn't like this kind of occasion, so I didn't bring her here."

Qin Taoyao obviously hates this kind of social situation where cups and glasses are exchanged.

At the same time, there are few people who don't know that Qin Taoyao is his wife.

"Oh - I'm just telling you! Mr. Song is so considerate, otherwise why would there be so many women wanting to marry Mr. Song in the past!"

They started chatting again. Song Yuhan poured water for Qin Taoyao and asked, "Why did you come here tonight?"

Qin Taoyao glanced at Lan Yu sadly, "No, it's nothing."

Song Yuhan thought for a moment and spoke clearly, "Before you came, there was a fight in the box next door. You asked me to go over and have a look, but I was vomited all over by a drunkard."

"Then why didn't he tell me directly? I thought, thought something happened to you."

Qin Taoyao couldn't understand what Lan Yu was thinking.

I was really killed by him.

"I was being harassed by drunkards at that time. Maybe Lan Yu felt it was hard to speak."

Song Yuhan raised his eyebrows slightly, leaned his upper body forward, and lowered his voice so that only the two of them could hear, "But what on earth do you think is going on to come here in such a hurry?"

"I--"

Qin Taoyao opened her mouth, but her brain was stuck.

She couldn't say that it was because she misunderstood Song Yuhan's condition...

After all, Lan Yu's ambiguous attitude is really strange!

"Or are you just here to check on the post?"

Qin Taoyao almost jumped up from her chair.

It's too ambiguous, really too ambiguous.

How could the word "chagang" be used between them?

Originally, whether Song Yuhan did anything or not should have nothing to do with her.

"me……"

Qin Taoyao blushed and couldn't speak a complete sentence.

"You care what I'm doing?"

Song Yuhan decided to take advantage of the victory and pursue it.

Qin Taoyao's brain completely shut down.

The window paper between the two people was almost broken.

Fortunately, people around her rescued her in time.

"Mr. Song, don't think that your sister-in-law only focuses on her when she comes here! Is it possible that Mr. Song is still a henpecker? Haha..."

"Sister-in-law, don't worry, we'll look after it for you, and there won't be any mistakes. Besides, Mr. Song is definitely a good man who can be chosen from a million people!"

Qin Taoyao could only smile and hold the cup without making a sound.

Finally, this torturous meal was over, and she was basically the first one to rush out of the private room.

Song Yuhan followed leisurely behind.

Lan Yu drove the car over, and Qin Taoyao climbed in first. She couldn't help but said to Lan Yu, "You really killed me."

Lan Yu didn't understand what was going on and was a little bit dumbfounded, "Where do you start talking about this, madam?"

His back was turned to Qin Taoyao, and Qin Taoyao did not notice the subtlety in his expression.

After all, it was Song Yuhan who gave the signal when he hesitated to speak.

I can only say that my wife’s thoughts are too straightforward, unlike Mr. Song’s many twists and turns.

After returning to the hotel where she was resting, Qin Taoyao washed her face and got into bed to hide like a turtle.

The two of them were alone, and they didn't know how to face Song Yuhan.

However, Song Yuhan didn't come to her directly. He went to take a shower and wash off most of the alcohol smell on his body before directly gathering his nightgown and going to bed.

The bed next to her sank a lot, and the cold fragrance was surrounded by a hint of alcohol, which made her more and more drunk. Qin Taoyao seemed to be back to the time when they first shared the same bed, full of discomfort.

Why is she so impulsive tonight——

If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have listened to what Lu Tao said!

Qin Taoyao couldn't hold it back and gently punched the pillow to vent her anger.

"……how?"

These small movements still did not escape Song Yuhan's perception.

"Nothing, nothing."

Qin Taoyao pulled the quilt over her face and felt hot behind her ears.

Suddenly, there was a little extra weight on me.

It was as if someone's arm was touching him.

"Aren't you bored?"

Song Yuhan's voice sounded hazy through the quilt.

Qin Taoyao thought that it would be better to stay under the quilt than to be embarrassed.

Thanks to Song Yuhan for not forcing himself.

After her breathing stabilized a little, she peeled herself out of the quilt.

The dim light in the room reflected the peaceful sleeping face. Song Yuhan leaned forward and lowered his head, kissing Qin Taoyao on the corner of her lips.