Sister-in-law's misunderstanding

A knock on the door broke their tender moment.

"Mom is calling you out for dinner."

"knew."

"Let's go," Nanqi said to Song Zhao.

"Hmm, I'm hungry right now."

Nanqi touched her belly and said, "Oh dear, it's gotten quite flat. You need to eat more. My mom is an amazing cook, and with you here today, she'll definitely cook even better."

The two quickly got dressed and went downstairs.

When guests came to visit, Wu Hua prepared extra food, five dishes and a soup, filling the table to the brim. However, due to Nan Qi's health, the dishes were all on the lighter side.

"Wow, so many dishes!" Nanqi exclaimed excitedly as she looked at the colorful array of vegetables and ran over.

Seeing that she was in good spirits, Wu Hua felt much more at ease.

"After you finish eating, take your medicine."

"Okay, I know." Nanqi pulled Song Zhao to her side and set out the bowls and chopsticks for her.

She picked up her chopsticks, intending to serve Song Zhao some food, but after looking around the table, she didn't know where to start. "Mom, why isn't there a main dish?"

"What do you need a fancy dish for? This is a good mix of meat and vegetables."

"You call a few slices of meat 'meat'? If you don't have ribs, chicken wings would be fine too."

"What ribs? What chicken wings? Take it or leave it." Wu Hua habitually unleashed his emotions on Nan Qi, but suddenly realized that Song Zhao was still there, and immediately changed his attitude.

She smiled sheepishly and said, "Zhaozhao, Daqi is sick, so Auntie made the dishes simply. When you come back next time, Auntie will definitely cook more delicious food."

Song Zhao said, "Auntie, this is already a very generous meal, and it smells delicious. I love this kind of home-style cooking the most."

Wu Hua laughed and said, "Then you should eat more."

Song Zhao picked up a piece of shredded pork with garlic sprouts, took a bite, and nodded, saying, "It tastes just like Mom's."

Wu Hua was overjoyed to hear this and kept putting food on Song Zhao's plate. Song Zhao ate and praised the food as she ate. She really loved it and quickly finished a bowl of rice with the dishes.

"Daqi, give Zhaozhao another bowl of rice."

Okay.

Song Zhao quickly reminded him, "Half a bowl is enough."

Okay~

"Zhaozhao, what do you usually eat at home?"

“I have a housekeeper at home, and she cooks according to nutritional balance, but it doesn’t taste as good as yours.”

"You're quite the talker," Wu Hua said, beaming with delight. He laughed a few times and then asked, "Hey, what do your parents do?"

Nanqi returned to her seat with her bowl. "Mom, why are you investigating their household registration? They're definitely richer than us anyway."

"I just asked casually, what do you mean by checking household registration?" Wu Hua looked at Song Zhao and noticed that her expression seemed a little off, as if she had something difficult to say.

"It's nothing. Auntie was just happy and asked casually. As the saying goes, 'Don't flaunt your wealth,' so it's best not to say anything."

Song Zhao hummed in response and smiled.

"By the way, Zhao Zhao, in the future, Auntie would like to ask you to take care of Nan Qi more often. She's not like you, who loves to study and only knows how to play every day."

"Mom, please don't wrong me. I stay at school for extra classes every day. All I do is play."

Wu Hua rolled her eyes at her, annoyed. "You were kept after school because you didn't finish your homework. I know you too well."

Nanqi cried out, "My God, you've wronged me!"

“Auntie, I can vouch for this. Nanqi has indeed been taking extra classes at school during this time, and it was me who tutored her.”

Upon hearing this, Wu Hua's eyes crinkled with joy, while Nan Yue, standing beside him, stared in astonishment.

"That's wonderful! Oh, no, I mean you've worked so hard," Wu Hua said, beaming. "No wonder you're the class monitor, you're so responsible and dedicated. Wait here, Auntie will cook you two more dishes."

"No need, Auntie."

"It's alright, it'll be quick."

Nanqi said, "You've successfully won over my mom."

"It's all for you," Song Zhao said, exchanging a glance with her.

Song Zhao ate until her stomach was round and full, but luckily she didn't like to go to bed early, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to digest the food.

Before leaving, Wu Hua gave Song Zhao her phone number so that Song Zhao could complain to her at any time. Because of Nan Yue's rudeness, Wu Hua asked Nan Yue to come along to see her off as well.

Nan Yue reluctantly left the room. She didn't want to see Song Zhao at all, especially since Nan Qi was now arm in arm with Song Zhao, making her feel like she had not only lost her "new love" but also her "old love."

When they reached the street, Song Zhao asked to hail a taxi. Nan Qi couldn't hide her disappointment even from her own sister. She found herself becoming greedy; she could see her the next day, but she couldn't bear the thought of being apart for a few hours.

She took out a red bracelet from her pocket, which she had been working on for a week. It was woven with red tassels and had a small bell hanging at intervals, which jingled when she shook it.

Wow, did you make this yourself?

Nanqi gave a haughty "hmm".

"Red thread, let me guess, does it mean it wants to hold me?"

Huh? Nanqi was taken aback for a moment, then nodded, "Yes! That's exactly what I mean."

"Then put it on me," Song Zhao said.

"Tell me first whether you like it or not. I don't want you to force yourself," Nanqi said.

"So if I say I don't like it, you won't give it to me?"

"What? You still dare not like it!" Nanqi suddenly raised her voice.

Song Zhao was amused by her startled reaction.

"What are you laughing at? If you don't like it, just put it away. I'll send you something better next time," Nanqi said.

"Fool." Song Zhao stretched out his wrist and whispered in her ear, "The person your marriage thread is tied to is of course me."

Nanqi blushed and shyly put the bracelet on Song Zhao's wrist.

Seeing the two of them acting as if no one else was around, Nan Yue couldn't hold back any longer. She pushed Nan Qi aside, grabbed Song Zhao's wrist angrily, and said, "Come here!"

She then said to Nanqi, "Don't follow me. This is between the two of us."

Nanqi rarely saw Nanyue so serious. Fearing that she might harm Song Zhao, she stopped Nanyue and said somewhat angrily, "What are you doing? Why can't you say things to my face?"

Nan Yue's face drooped, her expression even more serious and dissatisfied than before.

Seeing the two sisters at each other's throats, Song Zhao, not wanting to offend her sister-in-law, squeezed Nan Qi's hand and said coquettishly, "My sister is right, this is between the two of us, please give us some private space."

Nanqi was still a little worried. When she turned to look at Nanyue, she saw that besides anger, there was also a hint of grievance in her eyes, so she couldn't bear to scold her anymore.

Nan Yue pulled Song Zhao forward for more than 100 meters, but Nan Qi's eyes never left them. If she went any further, Nan Qi was afraid she would run over and devour her. Fortunately, it was windy today, so Nan Qi probably couldn't hear them talking normally.

Nan Yue let go of Song Zhao, her big, watery eyes staring at her. Song Zhao looked at her and realized that her expression was very similar to Nan Qi's, so she couldn't help but chuckle.

"Say whatever you want to say, I won't tell your sister," Song Zhao said softly.

"Were you the one who used to pick her up from school every day?"

Song Zhao said, "Hmm."

"You're the one who gave me such expensive cosmetics?"

Song Zhao smiled and said, "Mhm."

Nan Yue glanced at Song Zhao's bracelet, recalling their earlier conversation, and became even more furious. "You and my sister, what do you mean by that?!"

Song Zhao paused for a moment, then smiled faintly and said, "It didn't mean anything, I was just joking."

What exactly is your purpose?

"Me? What could my purpose be?" Song Zhao asked, completely bewildered.

"I won't let you near my sister. If you have a problem, come at me!" Nan Yue said angrily.

Song Zhao thought he had misheard and said incredulously, "What...did I do to your sister?"

“My sister is simple-minded. She doesn’t have many hidden agendas. Just because she can’t see this doesn’t mean I can’t. Do you have ulterior motives towards my sister…” She gasped and said, “You have designs on her!”

"So what if it is?" Song Zhao said with a smile, tilting his head.

Upon hearing this, Nan Yue became even more enraged: "First it was Liu Xiaodong, then my sister! You don't spare anyone around me! I really don't understand what grudge I have against you that you're haunting me like this!!!"

Song Zhao was so angry she was speechless. If it weren't for Nan Qi's sake, she would have slapped Nan Yue. She took a deep breath, suppressed her temper, and said, word by word, "I have already explained the matter of that person to you. Believe it or not. But your sister," her tone softened, "does have feelings for her."

"Pah! You're a toad trying to eat swan meat, what a pipe dream! My sister would never like a woman, much less you!"

Song Zhao snorted coldly and said, "What if I said we're already together?"

Nan Yue was stunned, as if struck by lightning, and couldn't speak for a long time. She stared at Song Zhao in disbelief and asked, "What, what did you say?"

Song Zhao emphasized, repeating, "I said we're already together, and I was the one who pursued her."

Looking back, Nan Yue realized that Nan Qi had indeed admitted to her that she was in a relationship, and considering the people she had been in contact with, it seemed that apart from Song Zhao, there was no one else.

"Why did you turn my sister gay? Why did you ruin her?" Nan Yue said, tears welling up in her eyes.

"No! I like her, she likes me, we're together, it's that simple."

“My sister isn’t in a very bad situation yet. I will save her. I will definitely save her.”

Song Zhao lowered his eyes and smiled contemptuously, "Your sister is a person, and no one can control her thoughts, not even if you are her sister."

Nan Yue said provocatively, "Is that so? What if I don't let you see her?"

"Do you have that ability?" Song Zhao asked.

“If I tell Mom, you’re all finished.”

Upon hearing this, Song Zhao's eyes instantly became as sharp as a hawk's.

Nan Yue was about to leave with a smug look on her face when Song Zhao grabbed her arm and said in a low voice, "If you hate me because of that guy, you can do whatever you want to me, I won't hold it against you. But if you tell your mother about our relationship, it's like hurting your sister. Your sister will never forgive you. Do you want to suffer the pain of losing both your boyfriend and your sister within a year?"

"That's my business!" Nan Yue said angrily.

"Weren't you just feeling pretty smug? Why are you suddenly so agitated?"

"you…"

Song Zhao and Nan Yue locked eyes, their gazes blazing with intense passion.

Song Zhao said, "Give me a chance to prove that I have no ill intentions towards you, and to prove that I truly love your sister."

How do you prove it?

“I can do whatever you ask, as long as it doesn’t violate morality or the law, whether it’s for your sister or for you.”

Nan Yue pondered for a while, then said, "Can you fulfill all the requests I make?"

"Um."

"And I can't get angry?"

"Um."

"Can't I tell my sister yet?"

"Um."

Song Zhao added, "If I can do all of that, then you must call me brother-in-law."

"Hmph, if you can't do that, you're not allowed to see my sister again."

"That's probably difficult. Your sister and I are in the same class."

“That makes sense.” Nan Yue thought for a moment and said, “Then you should drop out of school.”

"That's fine."

"For how long?"

"There's no time to lose. It ends when you're willing to call me brother-in-law. Of course, if I lose, it'll be over, but I'm confident I'll win."

"boast…"

"Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

Nan Yue thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "I'll fold 200 stars for my sister every day!"

Folding stars made Song Zhao realize how childish it was. He had really overestimated this little girl. He thought she would come up with some difficult ways to make things difficult for him. In the end, she was just a little sister who was worried about her older sister. Song Zhao was now even more confident. As long as he played with her and made her happy, he would win.

"Fold them in the order of red, orange, yellow, green, and cyan. Fold red on the first day, orange on the second day, and give them to my sister when you've folded 1000 stars by Friday. I'll check for her to see if you folded them yourself."

"Only 200 a day, that's not much, is it? If you save the time you would spend tutoring my sister, you'll have more than enough time to fold these stars."

"No problem, I can fold stars, and your sister's tutoring time can't be skipped either."

Nan Yue glanced at her and said, "Hmph... you'd better keep your word."

Nanqi watched them chatter on and on, and grew increasingly worried: "Can you two stop already?"

Nan Yue said to Song Zhao, "I will contact you."

Song Zhao and Nan Yue waved to Nan Qi, and Nan Qi ran towards them. The two of them tacitly agreed not to mention it to Nan Qi.

Nanqi glared at Nanyue with concern, "Zhaozhao, are you alright?"

Song Zhao smiled and shook his head. "It's getting late, I'll head back now."

"Then I'll call you a taxi."

Nanqi hailed a taxi and reluctantly saw Song Zhao off.

On the way back, Nanqi felt that Nanyue was hiding something from her, so she lightly patted the back of her head. Nanyue shrank her neck from the pressure and asked, "What are you doing?"

Nanqi said irritably, "What did you say to our class monitor?"

"You call yourself the class monitor? Is she your little sweetheart?"

Nanqi stared in disbelief, speechless. "You, you, you..."

"I, I, I understand," Nan Yue joked. "As your family member, I'll just ask her what she thinks."

What did she say?

She said you two like each other and will prove it to me later.

Nanqi nodded with a silly grin, then realized and said, "Wait a minute, why do I need to prove our relationship to you?"

“I’m your family member, after all. You didn’t even tell me about something this big. If something really happens, who can you rely on to help you?”

"How can I possibly rely on you?"

Nan Yue rolled her eyes at her, unconvinced. "Let me tell you, you won't even get past Mom. Who will plead for you then? And that Song Zhao, do you know how sincere she is towards you? What if she runs away after something happens, leaving you all alone? You'll have to stay with me and come up with ideas."

Nan Yue suddenly started talking like a little adult, which made Nan Qi feel quite awkward. She was always the one educating Nan Yue, and the role reversal made her very uncomfortable.

"You only need to worry about yourself. I know what I'm doing. Just keeping your mouth shut is the biggest help you can give me." Nanqi then threatened her, "If you dare to let a word of this slip to Mom, I'll..."

Nan Yue quickly answered, "Tear my mouth apart, I know."

"Good to know."

When it was time for bed, Nanqi remembered that she still had three test papers to finish. She hesitated about whether to get up, but the bed was too tempting, so she gave up.