Qin Yang’s eyes widened in disbelief.
"This, how is this possible? How could she be so capable?"
"Idiot, what’s impossible in this world?"
Second Uncle Qin now only hated that he hadn’t married a woman with a higher IQ back then.
If he had, perhaps his son wouldn’t have been so foolish.
Qin Yang still didn’t believe it, but Second Uncle Qin couldn’t be bothered with him anymore.
"Keep quiet for the time being. As for the company... we’ll talk about it tomorrow..."
The board members wouldn’t even give him the time of day, so he didn’t have a chance to compete with Qin Ye.
Thinking of this, his mood was terribly sour.
The next morning, Qin Ye woke up feeling absolutely wonderful.
Just in time, his wife also opened her eyes, "Good morning, wife!"
Rong Yan couldn’t help but think of last night when she saw his face... The imagery was so vivid, and a bit filthy, making her face heat up.
She had not expected them to be so wild.
It seems that for Qin Ye, it must have been an unforgettable wedding night.
Of course, for her too... well, it was quite unique and unforgettable.
Qin Ye was particularly satisfied with being able to wake up in bed with his wife in the morning.
"Wife, I’ll go make breakfast, you can sleep a little longer."
Without waiting for Rong Yan to respond, he bent down to kiss her lips, then got out of bed without hesitation.
After all, if he didn’t get out now, he really wouldn’t want to later.
He went straight into the bathroom to wash up.
Afterward, he left the room.

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