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She even said things like “been in love for many years”, “she’s the only one for him”, etc.

“I said that to make them feel at ease. I had no choice.”

Looking at the woman in front of him who looked very embarrassed while her eyes darted around adorably, Song Yin suddenly felt that she was funny. He rubbed her head helplessly and then walked in front of her.

Did Ninth Master Song just pat her head?

Yun Qin touched her head in disbelief and followed him.

It was already half-past three in the afternoon when they left the Yu family house. The Song family always ate dinner late, so there was still a lot of time. Song Yin brought Yun Qin to the small Linjiang villa that they met last time.

This time, they had a lot of free time and nothing to do, so Yun Qin had the opportunity to look around.

The villa was located in an excellent location. Outside the window was the river. On the left was a riverside park, and on the right was the capital’s old city district.

The villa’s interior decoration was also unique. It was simple but practical, beautiful, and unique.

Song Yin accompanied Yun Qin as she admired the villa. He watched her touch the walls and look at the floor.

Yun Qin studied artificial materials in college, so she was particularly interested in the various sophisticated artificial materials used in this villa.

Feeling the delicate texture under her palm and the warm temperature on the walls, Yun Qin could not help but exclaim. “To use biological and organic materials to paint the walls, how creative.”

Looking around again, Yun Qin said, “Song Yin, your villa is decorated with great taste.”

Song Yin nodded and said, “It’s yours.”

“What? What’s mine?”

Yun Qin was still looking at the materials used in the villa and replied casually.

Then, Song Yin did not say anything.

As if she thought of something, Yun Qin took out her phone and logged into her personal assets account, and, as expected, she found something new.

She saw that yesterday, the title to a property called “Linjiang Villa” was transferred to her name.

Why did Song Yin not even say a word when he gave her the villa?

Looking at Yun Qin’s rather shocked face, Song Yin explained, “I think this villa suits you very well.”

He felt that it suited her, so he gave it to her.

Yun Qin was once again shocked by Song Yin’s wealth. She quickly adjusted her attitude and replied, “Ok, I like it very much. Thank you.”

After all, she was the mother of Song Yin’s child. It was only right for her to accept gifts from him, right?

Besides, she worked for Hades. What has she not seen during her time? There was no need to take it to heart. It was just a beautiful little villa.

However, even though she comforted herself in her heart, Yun Qin could not hide her love and happiness in her expression.

Looking at Yun Qin’s reaction, Song Yin instantly understood that this method could make her happy.

While Yun Qin walked around the villa, Song Yin sat by the window, turned on his computer, and dealt with some company matters.

Although he retired behind the scene, he still had the final say on many important matters.

Now that his health recovered, it seemed that there were more matters that he had to pick up again.

Thinking of the curse that weighed him down for many years, Song Yin’s eyes darkened, and he began to make more plans.

Although the Taoist master who helped the Song family break the curse passed away, Song Yin still felt that he had to return the favor.

Even if it was just renovating the master’s Taoist temple or taking care of the master’s descendants, that would still be something that he could do to repay the favor.

After making up his mind, Song Yin immersed himself in work.

When Yun Qin went downstairs, she saw Song Yin sitting by the window and looking at his computer. From time to time, he would type on the keyboard to reply. The afternoon sun shone on his body, casting a gentle halo around him.

Yun Qin always felt that the Song Yin she saw when she was a ghost was different from the Song Yin she saw now.

When she was a ghost, everything Song Yin did for her was on replay in her mind, making her feel more paranoid and possessive.

Now that she finally interacted with Song Yin, she realized that not only was he good at what he does, but he was also an excellent person.

He was not as cold and emotionless as the outside world described him to be. On the contrary, Song Yin was very attentive, responsible, and kind.

The more she looked at Song Yin, the luckier she felt. It was hard not to fall for someone like him.

When it was almost time, the two of them head out to the Song family’s old mansion not far away.

This time, they were going to meet Grandpa Song, so Yun Qin felt a little more at ease.

When she saw the familiar red wood door, she saw Grandpa Song waiting by the door.

Song Yin turned to look at her and asked softly, “Can I hold your hand?”

“Of course.”

Hearing his question, Yun Qin was a little surprised for a moment.

It seemed that the incident last time taught Song Yin a lesson. He learned to ask for Yun Qin’s permission before holding her hand.