Chapter 86 If Duan Jinchi were to marry into the family

Song Yinxi and Duan Jinchi appeared in sight together.

Song Yinxi held Duan Jinchi's hand, walking lazily, her body unconsciously leaning towards Duan Jinchi.

Although his wife passed away many years ago, he had once been deeply in love with her.

He knew what this meant.

You're such a good friend in private, why did you lie to him?!

Old Wang didn't dare to say a word. Judging from the young lady's demeanor, she seemed to be having a great time on vacation.

After the four of them finished their meal, they drove up the mountain.

They're going skiing.

Old Wang and Song Jingfu leisurely gathered around the stove to brew tea.

"Sir, aren't we going skiing?"

"We're both old folks, why would we go skiing?" Song Jingfu sipped his tea leisurely. "Isn't it better to eat and drink here?"

"Good! Good! Excellent!"

With Song Jingfu's words, he could sit back and enjoy the ride with a clear conscience.

It's so good to be out here.

"Sir, I think Miss and Mr. Duan are quite affectionate!" Old Wang said while fiddling with a roasted sweet potato.

"It's such a pity that the Duan family treated us like that back then! Sir, we absolutely cannot let him marry our young lady so easily!"

"How about we let him marry into our family? Let him bring Herun into our Changqing! Let our young lady be the boss! Hehe..."

"Just thinking about it makes me feel so good!"

Old Wang was engrossed in his own fantasy.

This led Song Jingfu to fantasize about Song Yinxi "marrying" Duan Jinchi, having Duan Jinchi marry into the family, and Duan Yiping crying his heart out, heartbroken and devastated, before merging Herun into Changqing.

Hahaha--

Ha ha ha ha--

Song Jingfu inwardly chuckled like a villain.

"Sir, your smile is so lewd. What are you thinking?"

Song Jingfu immediately straightened up, picked up his teacup, and leisurely took a sip. "It's nothing."

Why.

He was unlucky; his wife died young, leaving him alone, and he remained a widower for over a decade.

He didn't want Song Yinxi to repeat the same mistake.

He hoped that Song Yinxi could spend more time with the person she loved, much longer.

This can be considered as making up for his regret.

Why did that person have to be Duan Jinchi?!

In the morning, they gathered around the stove to brew tea; in the afternoon, they soaked in the hot springs; and at night, they went back to their rooms to sleep.

"Sir, shall we not follow them?"

"They're going to the hot springs, you're not allowed to go! Go back to sleep, we're going back first thing tomorrow morning." After saying that, Song Jingfu closed the door.

It's fine that Old Wang was turned away.

Anyway, he got a vacation, so he didn't lose out.

In the comfortable hot spring pool, Song Yinxi leaned back lazily.

"Why don't you go on dates with your boss, Mr. Duan?" Min Xin stared at her with a deep gaze.

"I want to soak in the water with you."

Soaking in a hot spring with Duan Jinchi is too dangerous.

She was so tired last night, and she went skiing in the mountains today. She doesn't want to expend any more energy.

"You've dragged me down with you..."

"Um?"

“If you can’t go bathing with him, then I can’t go bathing with my husband either…” Min Xin said pitifully.

Song Yinxi: "..."

is that so?

"I was wrong! Sis! I was wrong—" Song Yinxi apologized, "Then I'll go out, you call Jiang Muyun over! You two can go for a drink!"

"Hey, don't go!"

"Don't go, don't go, I was just saying that out of sentimentality." Min Xin grabbed her. "I was just kidding."

"You're not joking, we're already taking a bath, you're embarrassed!" Song Yinxi saw through her immediately.

"Why……"

“We’re different,” Min Xin leaned against her. “Wow! Duan Jinchi is really something, he doesn’t even show any mercy to a woman!”

Song Yinxi has many ambiguous marks on her body, so you can imagine how intense the battle must have been.

"What does that feel like?"

Song Yinxi's ears turned red. "If you want to know what it feels like, you'll find out if you sleep with Jiang Muyun tonight."

"We have two rooms."

“I have a plan,” Song Yinxi said with a mischievous smile. “But someone will have to make a sacrifice.”

"What method?"

“I had a fight with Duan Jinchi, so we’ll sleep in separate rooms. I’ll ask Jiang Muyun to give her room to Duan Jinchi. He won’t have anywhere to sleep, so he’ll have to share a room with you,” Song Yinxi suggested.

“That won’t do…” Min Xin hesitated. “The rooms in this resort are probably not full. Knowing his personality, he should book another room.”

"According to my country's 'Regulations on Public Security Management in the Tourism Industry,' hotels must register guests upon arrival. During registration, they must verify the guest's identification documents and accurately register the required information, explaining that each person can only book one room with their own ID card," Song Yinxi calmly explained. "Understand?"

“I understand the logic, but do you think Duan Jinchi will obediently leave? His ID card doesn’t show him checking into a hotel!” Min Xin covered her face. “Forget it, let’s go back and live under the same roof. I’ll think of something else.”

"No rush, let's wait for the right opportunity."

Hopefully, it's a matter of timing, not a century.

"All right."

They were having a lively conversation in the hot spring pool.

On the other side, Duan Jinchi and Jiang Muyun sat on opposite sides, with only the Bluetooth speaker next to them playing music, as if the two didn't know each other.

Duan Jinchi picked up his phone and sent a message to Song Yinxi:

Honey, I miss you.

Can I soak with you?

I'm so bored, I miss you so much.

I've had enough soaking, I'm all warm now, shall we go back to our room?

Wife!

Why are you ignoring me?

Didn't you check your phone?

Jiang Muyun and I had nothing to talk about; we didn't say a single word, and it was incredibly awkward.

How embarrassing! Wife, save me!

After sending the message, Duan Jinchi glanced at Jiang Muyun across from him.

He was also looking at his phone.

very good!

[Song Yinxi: Let's go.]

Two words, like a gift.

Duan Jinchi stood up decisively, "My wife is calling me, I'm leaving first, you can take your time soaking."

He put on his bathrobe and left without lingering for a moment.

"Wife, wife—"

Duan Jinchi saw Song Yinxi and rushed over, "Why are you alone?"

"Sister Xin is soaking in the bath for a while," Song Yinxi replied calmly.

"I don't want to leave."

"I'll hug you."

Duan Jinchi lifted her up in his arms, and Song Yinxi leaned against him.

"So tired~"

"Is taking a bath tiring too?" Duan Jinchi retorted instinctively, "You only feel tired when it comes to work."

Song Yinxi raised her hand and slapped his face, "If you don't want to carry me, put me down."

"Yes! I'm willing! Even when we're old, I'll still hold you in my arms."

Song Yinxi scoffed, "When you're old, you'll carry me and break your old bones, then it'll be my turn to push your wheelchair, right?"

Duan Jinchi smirked, "You're willing to push my wheelchair, you really love me!"

Song Yinxi smiled faintly, "I'll leave you aside then and go dance with other handsome old men."

Duan Jinchi: "..."

No, no!

“Oh, if the old man won’t do, then I’ll find a young one. I have money, and I’m sure there are young guys who don’t want to work hard and want to take shortcuts.” Song Yinxi patted his shoulder. “Then, there won’t be a place for you to use your skills.”

"No, those things absolutely cannot happen!" Duan Jinchi said earnestly.