Signing In At The Civil Affairs Bureau, I Was Rewarded With A Gorgeous Wife-Chapter 499 Forcing Dog Food Down!

He's my boyfriend!

He's my boyfriend!

He's my boyfriend!

Until dinner time, Ouyang Jie's mind was still swirling with these words, grinning foolishly and staring at Xiao Wan at the dining table, Song Yun couldn't help but kick him under the table.

"Ah?"

Startled back to reality, Ouyang Jie looked around and noticed Xiao Wan bowing her head and nibbling at her meal, while the Song family of three watched him with meaningful glances.

"Cough cough... Let's eat, let's eat..."

Ouyang Jie said awkwardly.

"What's there to eat, I'm already full from dog food."

Ye Qingqing joked, "Just sitting here feels like being force-fed dog food! Song Yun, you never looked at me with that kind of eyes, look at that, his gaze is so sticky, it's like it's covered with honey."

"No..."

With a low voice and blushing face, Ouyang Jie responded timidly.

"Qingqing is right, I feel like we're just third wheels here, sigh, should we just leave?"

Yuan Siyi added fuel to the fire.

Which led to Xiao Wan pouting and bickering with her two sisters-in-law.

"Alright, alright, let's eat."

Song Yun, acting as the mediator, called out, "Xiao Wan, some things can't just be said without follow-up, now that you've acknowledged it, you should be prepared for what's to come. I believe uncle and auntie would also agree to this marriage... Hey hey hey, you girl dare to throw chopsticks at me, the world is turning upside down!"

"What marriage... We're far from even drafting the betrothal gift... I agreed, but I haven't heard a certain someone asking."

"Cough cough, now that you mention it, that does seem improper! No way! How can my sister Song Yun endure such an insult, we're not eating this meal!"

With that, Song Yun got up, intending to take Xiao Wan and leave.

Ouyang Jie got a fright and hurriedly shouted, "Don't, don't, don't! I like Xiao Wan! I really do like her!"

"Heard what you wanted to hear?"

Song Yun whispered to Xiao Wan with a smile, "He's just a blockhead, why are you being so serious with him!"

"Hmm..."

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Xiao Wan's face turned so red it looked like it could drip water, then she sat back down at the dining table, this time next to Ouyang Jie.

"Oh my, I can't take it! My eyes are going to be blinded by the brightness!"

Ye Qingqing exclaimed, "Is this the sour stench of love?"

"Sister-in-law! It's as if you and my brother have never been in love!"

Xiao Wan couldn't help stamping her foot and coquettishly retorted.

"Eh? If you put it that way, no we really haven't! I initially rescued your brother from the claws of his ex-girlfriend! You didn't see that scene, with dozens of people watching! I drove my sports car, slid up to your brother, propped up his chin and said, 'Young man, wanna get married?'"

Laughing, Ye Qingqing added, "You should've seen his ex-girlfriend's family's faces; they were dumbstruck. The onlookers wished they were your brother! Hahaha, it killed me."

"So that's how it was."

"Yeah, what did you think? We just went to register for marriage, I got your brother in my car and drove off. Then halfway he wanted me to let him out... sob sob sob..."

Seeing that his wife was about to reveal everything, Song Yun quickly went over and gently covered her mouth.

"They're all rumors! All slander!"

"Hmph!"

Ye Qingqing bit Song Yun's palm, spat indignantly, and said with a blushing face, "What's the matter, now thinking about it, I feel like I'm at a loss! I'm yours, and even carrying your baby. I can't even say a few words?"

"Yes yes yes, you are my queen, you can say whatever you like."

Song Yun could only watch as Ye Qingqing aired out their dirty laundry, while Yuan Siyi continued to chime in on the side.

This private room instantly turned into a gossip hotspot resembling a group of village aunties chatting leisurely.

Song Yun and Ouyang Jie could only exchange a look, seeming somewhat helpless.

After dinner, Song Yun asked Ouyang Jie to take Xiao Wan home, while the three of them returned to the Bai Family.

After freshening up, Song Yun looked at Ye Qingqing's somewhat exaggerated belly, and felt a twinge of heartache.

"Wife, does it hurt?"

Song Yun touched Ye Qingqing's skin which had already stretched to form stretch marks.

For a woman in the prime of her youth, this seemed particularly cruel.

"Hmph, it's okay, but what about these lines in the future... I don't want to go to the beach in summer and have my belly all marked up like this."

Ye Qingqing said with some worry.

Song Yun couldn't let his wife worry about this, so he directly searched the system mall and found an ointment that could remove all kinds of marks and scars.

"Ta-da-da-da!"

Song Yun presented it like a precious treasure, taking it out from his pocket: "I thought of it in advance, this is the result of day and night research at the institute, and it can perfectly remove stretch marks."

"Ah? Really?"

Ye Qingqing took the ointment and looked at it carefully; its transparent exterior revealed the green paste within. After she unscrewed it, a refreshing scent of mint emerged, invigorating the senses.

She carefully squeezed out a little and applied it to a tiny scar on her arm.

The moment the ointment touched her skin, she felt a cool sensation spreading throughout her body, followed by a slight warmth.

But this warmth didn't feel like it was burning at all, instead, it was quite comfortable.

"Just wait three minutes,"

Song Yun said with a smile.

The two of them stared at each other while waiting for three minutes. As soon as time was up, Ye Qingqing couldn't wait to wipe it off with a tissue.

The original scar had disappeared!

In its place was a patch of skin as smooth as ice!

"Wow! That's amazing!"

Ye Qingqing said excitedly: "Can this be mass-produced?"

"What are you thinking about? This tube of ointment..."

Song Yun converted points into money and continued: "The raw materials for this one tube cost over seven million, not including research and development expenses."

"Over seven million??"

Ye Qingqing was astounded; she had thought it would cost at most a few tens of thousands! Mass production might reduce costs slightly, but she had not expected it to be over seven million!

"Wife, for your sake, what's seven million, even if it were seventy million, what of it?"

Song Yun hugged Ye Qingqing and said: "Just like you said, back then you impressed me with your sports car. I kept thinking, how many good deeds must I have done in my last life to meet you?"

"Hehe, then you'd better cherish me, otherwise, I might just run away one day,"

Ye Qingqing joked.

"That's for sure!"

The next day, Song Yun finally had a good night's sleep without any disturbances.

He checked his phone, and all matters regarding the foundation were already settled.

The person in charge of the Fengqiuhuang Foundation, Wang Sheng, had embezzled funds and fled, and the police had issued a warrant for him as a top-tier economic criminal.

Meanwhile, Song Yun's Phoenix Foundation was praised by officials as a conscientious, charity-minded foundation, a rarity in today's society.

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This also meant that all the companies under Song Yun's name saw their stocks hit the daily limit.

"Ah~"

Song Yun sneezed; suddenly having no one seeking him out felt quite unusual indeed.