Marry first, love later: Mr. Qin loves his young wife alone

Chu Yiyi's fever had completely subsided at this time. She had just drunk some water and eaten something, and her strength had almost recovered. She felt that she was full of energy again.

A faint pink color appeared on the fair face, and the originally pale and bloodless lips slowly turned red.

After Cheng Gang left, Chu Yiyi felt a little freer.

Such a big living person was standing in front of her. Although she knew that he had no bad intentions, she felt a little uncomfortable because he was staring at her every move.

After she finished eating the rest of the meal, she thought about washing the dishes, because she had known since she was a child that she should do her own things, so she didn't want to trouble others with things she could do herself.

But the IV drip in her hand reminded her not to walk around, otherwise her hand would get swollen and she would have to get another injection. This was not the situation she wanted to see. Chu Yiyi was most afraid of injections.

There was no other way, she could only listen to Cheng Gang and put the thermos on the table.

The fever has subsided and she has eaten her fill. Now she just wants to be discharged from the hospital as soon as possible.

My parents' funeral arrangements have been completed, and no matter how sad I am, I can't change the outcome.

Now she just wants to pick herself up and finish what her parents have not finished.

This time, Yiyi really wants to be independent.

Because she is all alone, she has lost her parents who loved her, and she can only rely on herself to carry on step by step!

As she thought about it, her eyelids began to droop again, and it was difficult to open them. In the end, Chu Yiyi still couldn't beat the sleepiness. She closed her eyes and fell asleep...

Maybe it was because I was full and felt too comfortable.

Maybe it's because I've been too tired these days...

After Qin Shaonan finished the meeting, he headed towards the Qin family's old house.

Qin Shaonan in the car didn't say anything. His legs were stacked on top of each other, his hands were crossed on his legs, and he was still as cold and silent as ever.

This time he didn't look at any documents, but looked out the window.

He seemed to be thinking about something, or looking at the scenery. In short, his mood was very complicated.

The white Bentley was driving slowly on the asphalt road. When the car reached halfway up the mountain, it suddenly stopped. After the hollow relief gate opened, the car started again.

After driving for a few minutes, the car finally arrived at the Qin family's old house.

This is a private villa, nestled against the mountains and beside the water, with birds singing and flowers blooming, and the scenery is very beautiful.

Behind the villa is a garden with a cascading waterfall, a winding stream, a fruit grove and a large swimming pool.

You will never find another villa like this in the capital, not only because the land is very expensive, but also because every detail is carefully designed.

When you walk into the villa, all you see is luxury.

The fences around were wrapped with gorgeous and luxurious roses. Qin Shaonan's mother liked these roses and had people plant them there.

After entering the gate, there is a path paved with fine pebbles, with vibrant lawns on both sides of the path.

This lawn is carefully maintained by a dedicated person, so it is very pleasing to the eye.

There are also various flowers in the lawn, such as peonies, jasmines, gardenias, crabapples, lilies, etc.

All kinds of flowers bloomed just because Mrs. Qin liked them.

As soon as Qin Shaonan walked into the hall, the servant immediately smiled and greeted him, "Hello, Mr. Qin!"

"Yeah!" Qin Shaonan nodded lightly in response.

He walked to the sofa with strong steps and sat down.

Then he turned to the old servant who was sweeping the floor behind him and asked, "Uncle Han, where is my dad?"

"Master, Mr. Qin is reading in the study and should be coming down soon."

Uncle Han watched Qin Shaonan grow up, so he treated him like his own child and was not very reserved with him.

Qin Shaonan did not treat Uncle Han as a servant, but as his own elder.

While they were talking, the servant had already brought fresh lychees on an exquisite fruit plate and gently placed it in front of Qin Shaonan.

"Okay, I get it now."

Qin Shaonan gently picked up a lychee from the plate and began to peel it.

After peeling it, I put it in my mouth and tasted it.

"Master Qin, these fresh lychees that were just airlifted in, are they tasty?"

"Well, these lychees do taste pretty good. Let's bring some bayberries. My mom loves them."

"Okay, Mr. Qin, I'll arrange it right away."

Qin Shaonan picked up the lychees from the plate. His fingers were long and slender, with distinct joints, like cold bamboos or new bamboo shoots after the rain, gentle yet sharp.

Before he could put the peeled lychee into his mouth, he heard the sound of stairs colliding with high heels.

"Hey! Nan Nan is back!"

When Mrs. Qin saw Qin Shaonan sitting on the sofa in the living room, she excitedly quickened her pace down the stairs.

Although Mrs. Qin is already in her fifties, she has taken very good care of herself. There are no wrinkles on her fair skin, and her skin is not at all sagging.

Even her clothing style has not changed with her age. She still likes to wear sexy cheongsams and high heels.

"Mom, please slow down and be careful with your steps." Qin Shaonan was speechless at this mother who was in her fifties but still acted like a child.

The fact that his mother is over fifty and still acts like a child is completely due to her father spoiling her.

In his father’s words, I will pamper and love my wife!

If you don’t like it, just move out!

Mrs. Qin happily took Qin Shaonan's hand and said, "Son, why did you come back so suddenly? You didn't even tell me in advance so that I could ask the kitchen to prepare your favorite food!"

"I came back because I have something to tell you. After I finish speaking, I will leave. I have something else to do, so I won't be eating at home."

"Ah? You've come back, but you don't even have time to eat? What's the rush?" Mrs. Qin was obviously not happy when she heard the news that her son was leaving.

Qin Shaonan seldom goes home. He has his own villa in the suburbs. When he was in school, he occasionally lived outside for convenience. But since he became an adult and took over the company, he basically lives outside.

He doesn't like living with his parents. Besides, his villa is close to his workplace, making it more convenient for him to commute to get off work.

"I really don't want to eat anymore, Mom. I really have something to deal with today. I will definitely come back another day to have dinner with you and Dad." Qin Shaonan said firmly.

"What's so urgent? You don't even have time to go home for dinner? Is the company facing bankruptcy?"

A deep, rich voice came from the stairs.

Qin Shaonan and Mrs. Qin looked up at the stairs together.

The person who spoke was Qin Shaonan's father, Qin Mingfeng

When Mrs. Qin heard Qin Mingfeng say this, she immediately retorted: "Pooh, pooh, pooh, Old Qin, what are you talking about? If you can't speak, don't speak. If you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb!"

Qin Mingfeng became unhappy when he heard his wife complaining about him. "I'm on your side, aren't I? It's the boy who insisted on leaving. Is it unfair to ask him to have a meal with us old couple?"

"Then you can't talk like that!"

Mrs. Qin was obviously a little angry.

Seeing this, Qin Mingfeng immediately walked to his wife's side, took her hand, and said with a smile: "Okay, Madam, I was wrong. I won't say that again, okay?"

At this moment, Qin Shaonan really felt that he was just a huge light bulb. His parents were true love, and he was just an accident...

Mrs. Qin is really lucky. She has a husband who dotes on her and a promising son. Now in her fifties, she lives a happy retired life.

With her husband taking care of the house and her son managing the outside world, she doesn't need to worry about anything and can only enjoy her wonderful life. It's really a fairy-like life!

With such a mentality and life, she still lives like a girl at the age of fifty, youthful and sunny, without any trace of time.

It turns out that a favored and loved woman is like a flower. The more it blooms, the more beautiful it becomes, and the more likable it becomes.

Any woman would envy Mrs. Qin's life. Not only does she have excellent material conditions, but her husband is also so loyal and loves her so much. Most importantly, her son is so outstanding and handsome.

It is really enviable!!!