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Qin Song stared at him, bewildered.

Has he gone mad? What is he mumbling about?

"Get away!" Qin Song slapped Qin Wushuang's hand away. Qin Wushuang was enraged by this action and instead of leaving, she grabbed Qin Song's shoulders with both hands.

"Qin Song, I'm saving you. Pei Xingzhi has offended Lu Yibai, and he'll never be able to recover in this lifetime."

"Bullshit!" Qin Song stared directly into Qin Wushuang's eyes, his gaze sharp and undisguised. "I know my husband well, and none of you can predict his future!"

"Qin Wushuang, you've disliked me since we were kids, and now that I'm down on my luck, you say you want to save me? Do you think I believe that?"

As Qin Song spoke, he gritted his teeth and broke free from Qin Wushuang's grasp: "I have been kicked out of the Qin family, and I have nothing to do with the Qin family or you anymore. Go back to your life as a young master and don't interfere in my affairs anymore. Pei Xingzhi is the husband I chose myself, and I am happy to stay with him."

After saying that, Qin Song tossed his long, loose hair aside, left Qin Wushuang there, and turned to leave.

Qin Wushuang stared intently at her, and after she had taken a few steps, she suddenly called her back: "Qin Song, are you crazy! Pei Xingzhi is so poor that you still don't want to run away, and you still want to live a good life with him!"

Qin Song turned to look at him, his brow furrowed slightly: "Were you eavesdropping on me?"

"Yes," Qin Wushuang readily admitted.

Qin Song curled his lips into a mocking smile: "Are you sick in the head...?"

Qin Wushuang: "I'll ask you one more time, are you going to abort the child or get a divorce?"

Qin Song casually uttered two words: "Never leave."

Qin Wushuang was so angry that her breathing became disordered: "Fine, this is your own choice."

Qin Song ignored him and turned away to hail a taxi for himself.

It was almost 5 p.m. when Qin Song got home. He sent Pei Xingzhi a WeChat message to ask when he would be back.

Pei Xingzhi was probably busy, as he hadn't replied to the message.

Qin Song rested on the sofa for a while, and when he saw that it was almost time, he got up and went to the kitchen to open the refrigerator and think about what to cook for dinner.

"Buzz-"

She had just taken the food she was going to cook out of the refrigerator when Jiang Mian sent her several pages of details about the collaboration.

She was busy picking vegetables while watching, so engrossed that she didn't notice Pei Xingzhi had returned.

"What are you looking at?" Pei Xingzhi asked curiously as he placed the clean insulated food container on the kitchen sink.

"Huh?" Qin Song belatedly came to his senses and turned to look at Pei Xingzhi beside him, his face instantly breaking into a smile.

"You're back? How did the cooperation talks go?"

Pei Xingzhi nodded, a slight smile playing on his lips, his eyes softening: "It's going quite smoothly. We've already made contact with the Shen Group. In a few days, I'll finish up the detailed information and send it to them so we can participate in the first batch of project competitions."

"Oh..." Qin Song didn't know much about these projects and couldn't offer any professional insights, so he could only offer some encouragement, "Then keep up the good work, I believe you'll definitely be fine."

"Thank you." Pei Xingzhi smiled politely, paused for a few seconds, and then asked the same question again, "What are you looking at?"

Qin Song confidently pushed her phone in front of him: "Looking at the contract. I went for an interview for a customer service job today, and the studio considered it all afternoon and finally decided to hire me. Starting tomorrow, I'll be a employed person."

"Customer service?" Pei Xingzhi picked up Qin Song's phone, looked at the confidentiality agreement on it, and subconsciously asked a few questions.

"Which studio's customer service is this? What do they sell? Did they know you were pregnant?"

Qin Song patiently answered each question: "The studio is called Blue, and it specializes in jewelry that young people like. The person who interviewed me is the owner of the studio. I told her about my pregnancy when we first met. She was very understanding and assigned me to a home-based customer service position."

"This way, I won't need to clock in at the company anymore; I can just work from home on my computer."

"That's good?" Pei Xingzhi quickly scanned the confidentiality agreement, found nothing wrong, and handed the phone back to Qin Song. Qin Song had been watching his movements out of the corner of his eye, and seeing that he didn't exit the contract to look at anything else, his tense heart finally relaxed a little.

"Yes." She turned off her phone and put it away, casually making up a story: "The studio owner saw that I was pregnant and still looking for work, and immediately guessed that my family was having financial difficulties. Since we're both women, she wanted to help me out, so she made an exception and hired me and even gave me a rather special position."

"I see," Pei Xingzhi said, washing his hands and walking over to Qin Song to help her pick vegetables. "So you went to the coffee shop today for a job interview?"

Qin Song: "Yes."

"Okay." Pei Xingzhi believed her and didn't ask any more questions after that. He only said, "You're pregnant, so you must take care of yourself. If you feel tired or unhappy with what you're doing, quit immediately. Ye Ci and I take on other odd jobs to earn money in addition to our research projects. I can support you and the baby, so you don't need to work so hard."

Qin Song was immediately taken aback upon hearing this. Pei Xingzhi believed her so easily?

She looked up and carefully examined the man beside her. He wore rimless silver-framed glasses, which rested on his high, straight nose, adding a touch of softness to his handsome, aloof profile.

He lowered his head, focusing intently and carefully picking vegetables from the basket, exuding a reassuring aura of a loving husband.

"I... I spent a long time in the coffee shop today. Aren't you afraid that what I just said was all a lie?" She stared into Pei Xingzhi's eyes behind his glasses and asked tentatively.

“I’m not afraid.” Pei Xingzhi’s answer was frank and simple: “If you’re willing to believe me, I’m willing to believe you.”

"..." Qin Song's heart suddenly pounded, as if she had been hit hard by something. She opened her mouth, intending to say something in agreement, but the words that came out were completely unrelated.

"You've been up all day and night, you've got dark circles under your eyes. Stop picking vegetables, go to your room and get some sleep, I'll cook dinner and then call you to eat."

Pei Xingzhi: "It's alright, there's no rush. I'll help you make it, and I'll go after it's done and we've eaten it... haha..."

Before he could finish his boastful words, Pei Xingzhi let out a big yawn, and tears welled up uncontrollably and streamed down his face.

"..." Qin Song stared blankly at him.

He took off his glasses with one hand, wiping away his tears while stealing a glance at Qin Song.

"..."

The moment their eyes met, they both burst out laughing.

"You're so tired, why are you still trying to be brave?" Qin Song sighed helplessly and pushed Pei Xingzhi out of the kitchen.

"Go to sleep. I cook slowly, so you can sleep for at least an hour."

"Alright then." Pei Xingzhi didn't insist. "Then I'll trouble you. I'll wash the dishes after we finish eating."

Qin Song: "Hmm."

Pei Xingzhi obediently went into the room, but instead of resting there, he came out with his pillow and blanket and skillfully made a bed on the sofa.

"You...you still sleep on the sofa?" Qin Song asked in surprise.