Shang Tao grinned and laughed, "I always knew you’d forever be a little direction-challenged."
Song Song felt embarrassed, especially in front of him. She scratched her head, smiling as she walked over to Shang Tao’s side, "Actually, it’s okay. But it’s my first time coming to Dynasty, so I’m not too familiar."
"Baozi, why are you trying to sit here with me?"
Just as Song Song was about to sit down, Shang Tao shooed her away, "Didn’t you see that your little uncle is sitting there? You two are married, of course you should sit together."
"Ah!"
Song Song looked surprised, her small mouth slightly open, then she turned to look at the man sitting on the other side.
The man was just as she remembered: dressed meticulously in a black suit, his stern yet handsome face carried an air of elegance, and his deep black pupils were like ink, completely concealing what he was thinking.
At this moment, even though she was looking at him, she felt a vast distance between them, unreachable.
Quickly, Song Song retracted her gaze and tightly grasped Shang Tao’s arm with her small hand, "Taozi, I want to sit with you!"
"Go, go."
Shang Tao pried off her soft little hand, "But I don’t want to sit with you, lest your little uncle blames me for affecting your marital relationship."
"Taozi... stop saying such things. You know how things are between me and my little uncle. Saying that makes things awkward for both of us."
Shang Tao really couldn’t believe it. Did this little fool not realize what it meant for a man to kiss her twice voluntarily?
No, today she had to help them no matter what. Otherwise, at this rate, they might still be at a standstill till the end of time.
Throughout, Xiao Jinghuai’s expression remained unchanged, with a deeper coldness in his eyes, especially when he heard that a certain little girl didn’t want to sit with him. His gaze turned as chilly as a winter night.
Oh, not sitting with him?
Shang Tao glanced at her little uncle, whose expression had already soured significantly, and felt a chill down her spine. She said with a cheeky grin, "Baozi, if you want to sit with me, then come sit with me! But... just sitting here is so boring, how about we have a drink?"
"Drink?"
Song Song instinctively glanced at the man, and indeed, he seemed quite displeased.
Last time, when she drank with Lin Man, she got completely blackout drunk and couldn’t remember anything that happened.
"Perhaps we shouldn’t. How about we just use juice instead of alcohol? Drinking makes it hard to get back..."
"What are you afraid of?" Shang Tao was resolute, "Isn’t your little uncle here? If we get drunk, he’ll make sure to get us home safely, so don’t worry."
"But I..."
"No buts, come drink!"
Shang Tao directly shoved a glass of fruit wine into Song Song’s hand, "This is fruit wine, low in alcohol content, and it tastes pretty good. Go ahead, drink it!"
Looking at the colorful fruit wine in front of her, Song Song remembered the taste from last time.
The taste was indeed good, causing her mouth to water a bit now. Unconsciously, she stuck out her rosy little tongue and licked her lips...
At this moment, a flicker of emotion passed through the eyes of the man sitting opposite her. Damn little girl, she definitely needed some proper guidance—not to do such things randomly!
Song Song reached out for a bottle, took a few sips, and smiled sweetly, "It’s good."
"If it tastes good, drink more!"
Shang Tao, known as someone who never gets drunk, not even with strong liquor, so drinking this was really nothing for her.
Before long, Song Song was already tipsy, collapsing onto the sofa, holding the bottle tightly in her small hands, unwilling to let go.
Her adorable appearance made people want to treasure her, unable to bear seeing her get hurt.
Seeing that she wouldn’t be able to handle any more, at this moment, the man resolutely stood up and walked towards her...