My White and Rich Beautiful CEO Wife

"Don't get too happy yet, it's not tonight! Grandpa wants me to stay over for the night!"

Yan Mingyu saw that Qin Yu was so delighted he couldn't close his mouth, she couldn't help but roll her eyes at him, throwing a bucket of cold water on his excitement.

"Err.... I happen to have something to do tonight as well. Wei'er is going to the company tomorrow, later I'll go back and accompany her to walk around the streets!"

Qin Yu touched his nose and sheepishly said.

Indeed, Yan Mingyu was staying at Grandpa Yan's home tonight, even if he stayed, given her distant and conservative personality, she wouldn't do anything for him at their grandfather's house.

"Then.... what about tomorrow night? At our own home?"

Qin Yu cheekily asked.

"Depends on my mood!"

After Yan Mingyu finished speaking, she closed her laptop, her delicate face turning fiery, and headed for the kitchen, "I'm going to help Grandpa!"

"What does my wife mean by 'depends on my mood'?"

Qin Yu scratched his head, feeling like a man could never truly understand a woman's mind.

Afterward, he also scurried into the kitchen where Grandpa Yan was expertly handling the spatula and the wok, his movements showing great proficiency.

"Grandpa! You rest for a while, we can take over!"

Qin Yu quickly said.

It was unbearable to have an elder cook for someone from the younger generation.

"No, Qin Yu, you are the hero of our Yan Family, go sit outside, it will be ready soon!"

Grandpa Yan turned around, looking as though he had grown several years younger.

"Err... thank you, Grandpa!"

Qin Yu, feeling slightly embarrassed, then left the kitchen.

At dinner, there were only three people at the table: Grandpa Yan, Qin Yu, and Yan Mingyu.

Initially, Qin Yu hadn't planned on drinking because he had to return home, but Grandpa Yan was in high spirits, and as the grandson-in-law, Qin Yu couldn't help but drink a little with him.

He would just have to ask the villa's bodyguard to make a trip to send him back later.

"Qin Yu, Mingyu. The new year has started, which means each passing year is one less for old chaps like us. Don't you think it's time to start thinking about my great-grandson?"

After looking at Qin Yu and then at Yan Mingyu, Grandpa Yan said with an old man's solemnity.

"Grandpa, we're preparing for it!"

Qin Yu hastily replied.

"Yes, we'll do it as soon as possible!"

Yan Mingyu nodded as well.

Her heart and soul were already entrusted to Qin Yu alone, it was just that these past few days really weren't convenient.

"Good, I'm over seventy now, I have to see my great-grandson born before I can rest easy!"

Grandpa Yan knew that his health wasn't good, and if it hadn't been for Grandpa Qin and Qin Yu, he probably would have already been having tea with the King of Hell.

"Grandpa, with Qin Yu here, you'll definitely live to be a hundred!"

Yan Mingyu still had a lot of faith in her man's abilities. What about Shen Yubai? He was paralyzed from a high place, and still, he managed to stand up again.

"Hehe... I really feel fortunate that I pressured you to marry Qin Yu back then. Look, you've picked up a treasure, haven't you!"

Every time Grandpa Yan mentioned Qin Yu, his heart filled with joy.

"Yes, yes... picked up a treasure!"

Yan Mingyu felt a bit helpless but also emotional. When she married Qin Yu, who was just a delivery boy back then, she had only intended to go through the motions to satisfy her grandfather and never expected to become real husband and wife.

Fate is such a wonderful thing.

"Alright, now, let's drink, let's drink!"

Grandpa Yan, holding up his glass, beckoned Qin Yu to drink.

As the evening went on, the grandfather and grandson-in-law both drank quite a bit.

It was about nine o'clock when Qin Wei'er sent a message. Qin Yu, slurring his words, said, "Grandpa, wife... I'm heading back..."

"Alright, let Xiao Jun send you!"

Grandpa Yan nodded.

"I'll help you!"

Yan Mingyu stood up and helped Qin Yu to the villa's doorway, asking the bodyguard to drive him back to Tong Weixiang County in his car.

Half an hour later.

At the entrance of Tong Weixiang County.

"Brother Yu, we've arrived!"

The chauffeuring bodyguard said respectfully.

"Thank you!"

Qin Yu got out of the car and faintly saw a tall figure standing not far away.

Dressed in a black down jacket, flesh-colored stockings, black boots, and with lustrous, long black hair draped over her shoulders, she looked lofty and delicate, as appetizing as can be—wasn't it his sister, Qin Wei'er?

He hurried over, smiling apologetically, "Hehe, Wei'er, sorry, Old Master Yan made me drink a bit!"

"Oh!"

Qin Wei'er seemed quite unhappy.

She was dressed up beautifully, just waiting to go shopping with Qin Yu. But he came back so late, almost at ten o'clock, she was bound to be a bit moody.

"Sorry, Wei'er, it was a special situation today. I won't make you wait so long next time. Let's go to the night market; I'll treat you to barbecue!"

Qin Yu scratched his head, feeling that in front of him, his sister was gradually losing her sister-like image. How to put it, she completely resembled a little girlfriend.

"Forget it! The company called, I have to go there early tomorrow!"

Qin Wei'er said, and turned to walk into the residential complex.

"Wei'er, don't be angry!"

Qin Yu followed behind, only able to appease her with care.

"I'm not angry!"

Qin Wei'er turned around, wearing her high-heeled boots, she was almost as tall as Qin Yu. She said she wasn't angry, but her pretty face was taut.

"Uh... let me tell you a joke!"

When his sister got angry as a child, Qin Yu would tell her jokes. This trick still worked pretty well.

"Umm... it has to be funny!"

Qin Wei'er emphasized.

"Alright..."

Qin Yu scratched his head, racking his brains for a moment, then said, "In the past, there was a monk who, when he was on his deathbed, made a request to his disciples— he wanted to see a woman. The disciples thought the master had a tough life, never having seen a woman, so they agreed to his request.

So, they brought a beautiful woman from the foot of the mountain and instructed her that when she met the old monk, she should leave nothing to the imagination, letting the old monk see clearly. The beautiful woman took the money, and upon seeing the old monk did as told, stripping completely naked. Guess what the old monk's last words were?"

"Umm... he thought his disciples were very filial?"

Qin Wei'er tilted her head and asked after some thought.

"No, the old monk said... 'It's no different from seeing a nun!'"

"Hahaha..."

Qin Wei'er was indeed amused, and after a few seconds, she opened her arms and said, "This time, I'll forgive you. Carry me upstairs!"

"Okay!"

Qin Yu squatted down and waited for his sister to climb on his back, then holding her thighs, he carried her into the villa and up to the second floor.

"Eh, why isn't it warm inside the house?"

As soon as he entered the room, Qin Yu felt something was amiss.

"I forgot to tell you, the residential property management notified us—the equipment is broken and won't be fixed until tomorrow. So, I could only stand outside waiting for you!"

Qin Wei'er said.

"What should we do then? Shall we go stay at a hotel?"

Qin Yu suggested after some thought. He didn't have a problem himself, not being bothered by the cold, but his sister was an ordinary person. Without heating, it would definitely be cold at night.

"No need, it's a waste of money to go to a hotel. Besides, I haven't made your bed, so let's squeeze in together tonight!"

Qin Wei'er said, pulling Qin Yu's arm.

"Ah?"

Qin Yu showed an awkward expression; with just one bed, how were they supposed to squeeze in?