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Song Yun showed her around the house and eventually selected a sun-facing spare bedroom, saying, "This will be your room from now on; you can come and stay anytime when you\'re free."

"Wow, what a large room!"

"You can tidy up for a bit, I\'ll go make you something to eat."

Song Yun went downstairs, while Yuan Siyi lay on the big bed browsing videos, gradually feeling drowsy; the mattress was incredibly comfortable.

On the other side, the villa\'s main door was quietly opened, and Ye Qingqing peeked in, hearing the sound of Song Yun focused on cooking in the kitchen.

She tiptoed with the shopping bag in her hand, planning to go back to the master bedroom to change into the clothes she had just bought and surprise Song Yun.

No sooner had she reached the second floor than she heard faint noises coming from a room next to the master bedroom.

Out of curiosity, she opened the door and saw a girl lying on the bed, fast asleep!

The noise of the door opening might have been too loud; it woke the girl up, and she sat up, rubbing her eyes and asked curiously, "Who are you?"

At this time, Song Yun, having finished preparing the meal, came upstairs to call Yuan Siyi to eat, "Si Yi, it\'s time for dinner!"

He had just come upstairs when he saw the sullen-faced Ye Qingqing and the puzzled Yuan Siyi.

Fuck???

When had his wife arrived???

Why so quietly, without any noise?

But thinking about the current situation, Song Yun naturally knew that Ye Qingqing had misunderstood, which immediately gave him a headache.

The atmosphere in the villa was awkward at this moment.

Song Yun was donning an apron and holding a spatula in his hand.

Ye Qingqing, on the other hand, stood with her arms crossed, looking at Yuan Siyi with disapproval.

As for the innocent Siyi, she still hadn\'t figured out what exactly had happened.

"This is really..."

"Really what?" Ye Qingqing retorted, turning to Song Yun.

Song Yun stiffly stood between the two women, then formally introduced their identities to each other.

After hearing Song Yun\'s words, both women\'s eyes were filled with complex emotions.

Qingqing eyed her husband and Yuan Siyi, moving her gaze back and forth.

She never expected her husband to have a sworn sister, and judging by appearances, this young lady was only in her early twenties, so young!

Meanwhile, Yuan Siyi felt somewhat disheartened.

So Brother Yun was already married, and his wife was so beautiful and had such a refined aura; she was incomparable to her.

Song Yun thought the matter would come to a rest, but Qingqing wasn\'t so easily fooled, and in the end, Song Yun had no choice but to call his father, who was on a global trip.

On the phone, Father Song was surprised to hear about Yuan Siyi and, after learning about her family\'s current situation, he instructed Song Yun to definitely help Yuan\'s mother, because, during their time in the military, Father Song had mistakenly thrown a hand grenade too close, and if it hadn\'t been for Siyi\'s father who tackled him in time, Father Song might have lost a leg in the explosion.

Listening to her father-in-law\'s earnest words, Qingqing finally relaxed and led Siyi downstairs.

Although Qingqing seemed fine on the surface, she still harbored some resentment towards Song Yun deep down, for even after so much time, he could remember her sister, yet he had forgotten her!

Humph! She had thought that tonight she would give in to this rogue, but it seems she would have to wait a bit longer!

The three sat down at the dining table to eat, and this was the first time Siyi had tasted Song Yun\'s cooking.

With the first mouthful, she was utterly amazed, continuously praising Song Yun\'s cooking skills as exceptionally good.

Listening to another woman compliment her husband, Qingqing felt an inexplicable surge of jealousy.

"Come on, husband! Eat more!"

Ye Qingqing peeled a big shrimp for Song Yun with a smile and placed it in his bowl.

But her eyes were still filled with coldness.

It was over, she was still upset that he hadn\'t given her advance notice.

Oh well, he\'d have to make it up to her when they went to bed tonight.

And just like that, the meal was finished in a little over ten minutes.

But now he faced another problem.

Because the room was too big, Yuan Siyi was too scared to sleep alone.

Song Yun could only sit up straight on the stool in Yuan Siyi\'s room, waiting until she fell asleep before sneaking out.

But what he didn\'t know was that as soon as he closed the door, Yuan Siyi opened her eyes.

On the other side, Song Yun returned to the master bedroom and saw Ye Qingqing lying on the bed reading a book in her pajamas, which made him chuckle awkwardly.

"Did you tuck your beloved sister in?"

A simple question, but it startled Song Yun into a cold sweat.

"Wife..." Song Yun climbed into bed and hugged Ye Qingqing with a grin, "Are you jealous?"

"I\'m not!" Ye Qingqing pouted and said arrogantly.

"Oh, it seems someone is lying here. Liars must be punished."

With that, Song Yun kissed Ye Qingqing.

Ye Qingqing struggled briefly before giving up.

But when it came to the final step, Ye Qingqing insisted on punishing Song Yun, saying they could consummate the marriage whenever she was ready.

Having no other choice since he was the one at fault, he accepted it!

When it came to bedtime, Song Yun found that Ye Qingqing had not cuddled up in his arms but was sleeping with her back turned to him.

What else can one do when the wife is angry? Coo her, of course!

Song Yun shamelessly wrapped his arms around Ye Qingqing from behind.

Ye Qingqing turned over and bit Song Yun\'s chest.

Song Yun didn\'t dare to resist too much, for fear of hurting Ye Qingqing\'s teeth.

So he just endured it, thinking damn it, he definitely needed to get back at her for this later!

Ye Qingqing let go after marking her territory, and fell asleep contentedly.

Song Yun, on the other hand, had a rough night.

The next day, Song Yun surprisingly didn\'t get up early – he was simply too tired. He also dreaded the thought of handling every day like this from now on.

But who would have known that after he got up and went downstairs, he\'d find Ye Qingqing and Yuan Siyi chatting idly, mostly about Yuan\'s mother\'s illness.

"Cough cough, ladies, is there any breakfast left?" Song Yun said with an awkward smile.

"There\'s some in the pot, serve yourself." Ye Qingqing glanced at him indifferently.

Having cooled off over the night, Ye Qingqing was no longer mad at Song Yun, but she couldn\'t let this bad behavior slide.

What if Song Yun met another lovely sister someday?

Sitting at the dining table, Song Yun sipped his rice porridge in small bites, wishing he could bury his head in the bowl.

Seeing her husband looking like he had done something wrong, Ye Qingqing sighed.

In their social circle, it was all too common for rich men to keep mistresses – they kept the home flags flying with enough money and had colorful flags waving outside.

And although Song Yun was quite wealthy, he was being this guilty without having done anything, which clearly showed his respect for her, his wife.

Thinking this, Ye Qingqing suggested, "How about we all go out for fun while everyone\'s free recently?"