In the car, Song Song sat awkwardly, her body tense with anxiety spreading throughout her limbs, making even breathing difficult.
It turned out she didn’t faint from fright at the car, but rather due to malnutrition, which was actually an old ailment of hers. Being a premature baby, her absorption function had always been poor.
Because of this, she was so weak and frail.
"Mr. Xiao, I didn’t faint from fright at the car." Explaining like this really felt pretty silly, but she didn’t want him to think she was extremely timid. "It was due to malnutrition."
After speaking, she heard a cold laugh from the man beside her.
She quickly glanced at him, only to immediately turn away. What did that expression mean? Was it disdain?
Xiao Jinghuai didn’t speak for quite some time, but when he did, his words almost suffocated Song Song.
"So, are you emphasizing that you have malnutrition and I should take care of you?"
"No, no, no!" Song Song’s eyes widened in denial. "I didn’t mean that. I can take care of myself, I don’t need you to take care..."
Her strong denial only made Xiao Jinghuai more suspicious that she meant precisely that. His thin lips turned colder. "What did the old man tell you to do?"
"Ah, the old man?" Song Song’s bright eyes were full of confusion. "Mr. Xiao, who are you referring to as the old man?"
"The person who told you to marry me..."
"Oh, you mean Grandpa Xiao!" Song Song finally understood, but at the same time realized he seemed to have a poor relationship with Grandpa Xiao.
Otherwise, why would he call his own grandfather "old man?"
Thinking of the demands Grandpa Xiao made of her, she couldn’t help but want to blush. Not to mention falling in love, even not disliking him was quite challenging.
Xiao Jinghuai sneered again, "It seems you and he do have a good relationship, calling so intimately."
"Uh..." Song Song was a bit speechless. To her, this was the most basic respect a younger generation should show to an elder, seemingly regardless of intimacy, right?
"Not speaking means tacit agreement?" Xiao Jinghuai asked in a deep voice.
Song Song actually wanted to retort: Think whatever you want! Explanations are just covers!
But she was a coward in front of him, so dared not to say that, only stammering, "I don’t know either."
Even now, she was quite surprised he hadn’t recognized her. She knew her presence was always quite low, but in his eyes, it seemed as low as air.
Before, due to Shang Tao, she had met him a few times.
But he really didn’t remember her at all, not even a little bit.
Also, she didn’t know what Shang Tao’s reaction would be if she found out Song Song married her little uncle. Would she take a knife and chop her up?
Thinking about it is a bit terrifying!
Xiao Jinghuai turned his head, seeing her small hand supporting her chin, eyelashes fluttering like feather fans. From this angle, her profile seemed somewhat familiar.
At that moment, Song Song suddenly exclaimed, "We’re here, finally here."
She no longer had to be in a closed space with him, which was really great.
Once the car stopped, Song Song immediately opened the car door and got out, looking like a fish long dry placed back into water.
Just the next moment, she wasn’t so cheerful anymore.
"Go pack your luggage."
Xiao Jinghuai stood with arms crossed by the car, a serious expression on his face. Song Song looked at him and the refusal she wanted to say was stuck in her throat unable to come out, "Well, well, I really..."
"I can do it myself if necessary."
After speaking, Xiao Jinghuai strode into the apartment building, Song Song was frightened and chased after him immediately, instinctively grabbing his arm, just as he happened to turn around.
In an instant, her small body was leaning against his chest like this.
Time seemed to stand still!
Song Song could hear nothing but the sound of her own rapid heartbeat.