Transmigrated as a Farm Family's Stepsister, My Big Shot Brothers Are a Bit Doting

Qin Huiyin transmigrated into a book. Her mother was a pretty widow who married three times, a 'flower' of the village. When her mother married for the second time, Qin Huiyin gained a vill...

Chapter 493 Ambiguity

Chapter 493 Ambiguity

The two subordinates quarreled with each other, and not only did they not get the benefits they wanted, but they were also beaten at the same time, just like two brothers who were slapped in the face.

'Dad' treated them fairly, no one was scolded less, and he also planned to divide the 'family property' among them fairly. Even if they resented it in their hearts, they could not refute it, and they had to take on the task of earning money for the family property.

"Commander-in-chief, I'm leaving now."

The two left reluctantly, glaring at each other as they walked out the door, looking as if they disliked each other.

Song Ruize was about to ask the two to close the door, but he saw another subordinate coming to report on the progress of his work. Song Ruize grabbed the cloak beside him and threw it under the table, cushioning Qin Huiyin under her so that she could change to a more comfortable position.

Qin Huiyin also felt uncomfortable like this, so she changed her position and lay in his arms, as obedient as a kitten.

Song Ruize's fingers stroked across the carefully maintained hair, and he couldn't let go of it no matter how much he touched it.

Why does Yinyin smell so good?

So soft.

So cute.

It would be nice if she could stay with me every day.

Just stay in his arms like now, don't go anywhere.

"Commander-in-chief..." The subordinate who was reporting on his work across the street saw that Song Ruize had not responded for a long time, and called him in confusion, "Did my subordinate say anything wrong?"

Song Ruize said calmly, "Although that area is full of dilapidated houses, someone bought that land and wants to build a house there, but the refugees there cannot be forcibly driven away. They must be settled first, and then the house can be demolished. Otherwise, the refugees will have no place to live, and they will definitely live there secretly, and various dangers cannot be guaranteed. You should discuss this matter with the person who bought the land first, and then start the construction after the agreement is reached."

"yes."

The man left, and just as Qin Huiyin was about to come out, someone else came in.

She pouted and looked at Song Ruize sadly.

A smile flashed in Song Ruize's eyes, and he hooked her nose, his eyes full of mischief.

Qin Huiyin's cheeks flushed and she avoided his gaze.

As his subordinates were walking over, Song Ruize bent down, came up to her and said, "Will you follow me next time?"

Qin Huiyin looked at the handsome face so close to her, and her heart began to beat uncontrollably.

The moment he suddenly came closer, her breathing became disordered and her heartbeat quickened.

Song Ruize looked at her rosy cheeks and his eyes deepened.

His fingers gently stroked her cheek, as if he was admiring a fine work of art, his eyes lingering.

Qin Huiyin looked into those eyes.

Are his brother's eyes full of affection when he looks at everyone?

No wonder the county lady kept pestering him.

Thinking of this, my heart felt blocked and I lowered my head to bite his fingers.

"Hmm..." Song Ruize groaned.

My breathing was disordered.

Qin Huiyin reacted and quickly let him go.

"Brother Ze..." Jiang Qibin walked in.

Song Ruize calmed his breath and looked at Jiang Qibin opposite him: "What's wrong?"

"County Lady Minghua is here."

Song Ruize frowned: "Do these royal ladies think that our military department is their dog, with nothing else to do except barking at them?"

"I think this Lady Minghua is quite polite. I heard that the military department does not allow outsiders to enter, so she is waiting at the door. But she is the daughter of the eldest princess after all, and a member of the royal family. We can't just leave her there. You still have to deal with her. But Brother Ze, you have to think it over. If she doesn't want to be the Lady's husband, you have to make her give up the idea as soon as possible. Otherwise, Tang Yichen's present is your future, and it will be very troublesome to deal with."

"Got it. I'm busy today, so tell her. The prince will invite you to play polo in three days, and I'll go then."

"Okay, I'll tell her now." Jiang Qibin finished speaking, then thought of something and continued, "If you want her to give up, it's not enough to just reject her. Otherwise, you can find a woman to act out a play, saying that you already have a fiancée and will not marry anyone else. Or you can go to a brothel and spend your life drinking and having fun, letting everyone know that you are a playboy and not a good man to be entrusted with your life. And... there is another cruelest way, you can just say that you are not good enough and cannot marry a woman."

"Get out!" Song Ruize grabbed the booklet on the table and threw it at him.

Jiang Qibin was used to joking with Song Ruize on a daily basis. Since there was no one else in the room, they could speak without restraint.

However, there is someone else in this room, there is someone who is close to his heart.

She heard all those dirty words, how could he not be annoyed?

Jiang Qibin went out laughing.

"Close the door."

"Very well, my lord."

After Jiang Qibin closed the door, Song Ruize pulled Qin Huiyin out.

She had been lying there for too long and her body was a little stiff. When she slowly crawled out, her legs and feet became uncontrollable.

She sat nearby and rubbed her knees.

Song Ruize placed his hand on her knee, rubbed it gently, and said, "Will you dare to follow me again in the future?"

"Why not?" Qin Huiyin said stubbornly.

"Okay, you dare to go anywhere." Song Ruize smiled lightly.

The attendant brought the food city's account book and placed it next to Song Ruize.

"You guard the door well. If anyone comes, inform them in advance and don't let them barge in."

"yes."

Song Ruize's palms were still kneading Qin Huiyin's knees.

"I'm fine." Qin Huiyin said, "You still have so many books to deal with, just do your thing! I won't bother you anymore."

Song Ruize was handling official business while Qin Huiyin was reviewing the account books. The two were busy with their own things and the room was unusually quiet.

However, Qin Huiyin's mind kept popping up with what Jiang Qibin had just said.

The Lady of Minghua County was born in an extraordinary family and was also very pretty. If it was another man with such conditions, he would have already greeted her with great enthusiasm. Song Ruize tried every means to avoid her and was unwilling to have anything to do with her. Was it just because he didn't like her?

If Lady Minghua fights and competes for it, can he still refuse?

Princess Minghua is different from Princess Yuanying. Although I have only met her a few times, I can tell that her character is much better than Princess Yuanying's.

It's like a veil when a girl chases a boy. If she keeps chasing Song Ruize like this, will he really not be tempted?

Song Ruize noticed that there was no movement around him, turned around and saw her biting the tip of a pen in a daze.

Song Ruize took the pen from her hand and said, "When did you develop this bad habit? You chew the pen tip when you're daydreaming, and you don't mind it getting dirty."

Qin Huiyin looked at Song Ruize nagging like an old father, and wiped the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief, taking care of her like a child.

She suddenly felt uncomfortable.

"I'm not a child."

Why treat her like a child?

Sure enough, the kiss before was the farewell kiss from the 'father' to his daughter.

She was still thinking about random things for a long time. What was there to think about?

Is she worried about what her brother thinks of her?

Please, if he doesn't even like a woman like Lady Minghua, how could he like a 'little girl' like her whom he has seen grow up?

Since ancient times, the more familiar someone is, the less feeling you have towards them, because they are too familiar and there is no sense of freshness at all.