This question doesn't test aesthetics, it only tests intelligence. Wu Qi doesn't even need to think to know how to answer it.

"President Qin, of course—"

"be honest."

Qin Wushuang guessed that he was going to flatter her, and quickly interrupted him before he could finish speaking, "Don't lie."

“…Oh.” Wu Qi immediately withdrew his flattery and said seriously, “I think President Qin and Pei Xingzhi are actually about the same in appearance. It’s just that Pei Xingzhi has a more gentle look, while President Qin has a more sharp look. You two have completely different styles.”

"Hmm." Qin Wushuang nodded, somewhat satisfied with Wu Qi's answer.

Wu Qi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but the next second, he heard Qin Wushuang ask again: "Then do you think a gentle appearance is better, or a sharp appearance?"

"..."

Wu Qi's expression froze.

“I think a sharper look is better.” He grinned, forcing himself to keep smiling. “Men look more imposing when they’re sharp. If they’re too gentle, they’ll look effeminate and weak.”

"That's true." Qin Wushuang held up her phone and looked at her face on the screen. "But I think I'm a little too thin now."

Wu Qi: "President Qin lost weight because he was bedridden for too long to recover from his injury. He will recover later."

"Will I gain weight after making up for it?" Qin Wushuang asked casually.

Wu Qi: "Of course! President Qin is still young. As long as he eats more rice, more meat, and more nutritious supplements, he can quickly regain the weight he lost!"

"Okay." Qin Wushuang put down her phone. "Then starting today, I will increase the amount of food I eat at each of my three meals a day, and try to gain back my weight to the level I was before I was hospitalized in the shortest possible time."

"Yes!" Wu Qi quickly agreed, "Don't worry, President Qin, I'll take care of gaining weight!"

Qin Wushuang raised an eyebrow: "Hmm."

Wu Qi turned and left: "President Qin, I will immediately send someone to find the most professional nutritionist in Yuncheng and have him customize the most effective weight gain plan for you."

"Wait a minute," Qin Wushuang called out to him. "We'll find the nutritionist later. I still have questions to ask."

Wu Qi turned around, slightly bent over, and looked at Qin Wushuang on the sofa: "President Qin, please ask."

Qin Wushuang: "How's the renovation of that villa in Linzhou going?"

Wu Qi: "The villa has been renovated, and all the furniture and appliances have been installed immediately. We can move in as soon as the formaldehyde dissipates."

“…Okay.” Qin Wushuang smiled. “How long will it take for the formaldehyde in the villa to completely dissipate?”

Wu Qi thought for a moment: "It will probably take another half month."

"Half a month..." Qin Wushuang narrowed her eyes, "It seems that Qin Song's postpartum period is also only half a month away."

Wu Qi: "It seems so."

Qin Wushuang raised the corners of her lips slightly, her smile deepening: "Everything is just right. It seems even the heavens are on my side this time..."

……

December 21st, the Winter Solstice.

Yuncheng finally welcomed its first snowfall of the year.

Snowflakes, as fine as goose feathers, fluttered down from the sky, turning the entire world white in just a few moments.

Wow... such heavy snow!

Xie Zhaoyuan stood at the living room doorway, gazing adoringly at the heavy snow in the courtyard: "The snow in Yuncheng is so beautiful... Pei Xingzhi, can I go out and build a snowman when the snow stops?"

"No." Pei Xingzhi gently pinched the tip of her nose, ruthlessly rejecting her request. "The snowman is too cold. You haven't fully recovered yet, so you absolutely can't touch it."

"Hmph..." Xie Zhaoyuan hummed, immediately becoming a little unhappy.

Pei Xingzhi grabbed her shoulders, turned her around to face him, and then put a fluffy little bunny hat on her head.

“Winter in Yuncheng is long, and the snow will continue until February next year. As long as Ayuan takes good care of her health, she can build a snowman before the snow ends.”

"Really?" Xie Zhaoyuan looked up at him, her bright and clear eyes shining even more in the snow and ice.

Pei Xingzhi looked around and, seeing that there was no one else under the eaves, quickly leaned down and kissed Xie Zhaoyuan on the eyes.

"real."

Xie Zhaoyuan blinked: "Then you'll have to help me build them then."

Pei Xingzhi smiled with his eyes crinkling: "Okay, I'll not only help you build a snowman, I'll also help you have a snowball fight. By then, it should have been about three months. We can push him outside and let him watch us play."

Xie Zhaoyuan: "Okay!"

"What did you two say?"

In the freezing cold, Duan Jialu's voice suddenly rang out.

Xie Zhaoyuan and Pei Xingzhi turned their heads at the same time and looked towards the main entrance.

In the vast expanse of white snow, Duan Jialu, Jiang Mian, and Shen Yanhui each held an umbrella and hurried towards the eaves.

"Why are you here?!" Xie Zhaoyuan's eyes widened in surprise as she looked at the three umbrellas in the yard and said happily, "The snow is falling so heavily outside, shouldn't you be staying at home and resting?"

Duan Jialu: "I can't lie here any longer! The wedding is just around the corner, and I'm about to explode with anxiety. I have to come here and make you all explode with anxiety with me!"

"Oh, you're here!" Song Yihuan heard the noise and walked out of the living room while eating sunflower seeds.

Smelling the sweet aroma of the melon seeds, Xie Zhaoyuan very consciously reached out to Song Yihuan: "Sister-in-law, I want some too."

Song Yihuan twisted her waist, revealing the left pocket of her down jacket: "I have some in my pocket, Zhaozhao, take it yourself."

Xie Zhaoyuan reached into her pocket and grabbed a handful of sunflower seeds.

“Pei Xingzhi, take this quickly, I’ll share half with you.”

Pei Xingzhi obediently reached out and took the melon seeds, cracking them open with her.

"I want to eat too!"

Duan Jialu and the others rushed down to the eaves and snatched the sunflower seeds from Song Yihuan's pocket like bandits.

Song Yihuan counted the people and then realized that one person seemed to be missing.

"Where's Xiaoxuan? Didn't Xiaoxuan come with you?"

"I'm coming!!"

Speak of the devil, and he appears. No sooner had Song Yihuan mentioned Pei Lingxuan than Pei Lingxuan appeared in the courtyard with an umbrella.

Shen Yan replied: "This unlucky girl came with us, but when she got off the bus, she seemed to run into her ex-boyfriend and went over to fight with him."

"Ex-boyfriend? You mean that guy surnamed Zhou?" Xie Zhaoyuan frowned.

Shen Yan nodded: "Yes."

"...That guy surnamed Zhou isn't Xiaoxuan's ex-boyfriend!" Xie Zhaoyuan corrected in time. "Xiaoxuan and him were only in a temporary ambiguous relationship for a while. They were never officially together. He's just a former ambiguous boyfriend at most."

"Then why aren't they being ambiguous anymore?" Duan Jialu asked gossipily while cracking sunflower seeds. "I think that guy seems to really like her; he's been following her around for several days now."

Pei Xingzhi replied expressionlessly, "That man is not trustworthy, so her family told her to cut ties with him."

"Oh..." Duan Jialu didn't think too much about it, and just pointed towards the courtyard gate as if watching a show.

"Look over there, that guy is still standing guard. It's snowing so heavily, and he didn't even offer to take an umbrella. Is he trying to play the victim and make Xiaoxuan soften her heart?"

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