Song Xiwei was stunned for a while before she found her voice. She scolded irritably, "Are you sick in the head?!"
Aoqian was scolded and inexplicably stopped working.
With his head down, he said, "I'm sick." He also felt that he was sick, otherwise why would he be doing these strange things?
The next moment, Song Xi's slightly tense voice rang out, "What's wrong?"
Hearing Song Xiwei's worried and urgent question, "Young Master, speak!"
Ao Qian remained silent, which made Song Xiwei even more nervous. She reached out to take Ao Qian's pulse when Ao Qian's voice finally rang out, "I was just saying that out of anger."
"You've calmed down?" Song Xi looked at Ao Qian with slight surprise.
Aoqian looked up at her, his eyes filled with uncertainty. "My engagement with Ruoliao is null and void. If you really like her, it's fine to give her to you."
Song Xiwei's eyes flickered. "You're willing to do that?"
Aoqian glared at her. "Women are like clothes, partners are like limbs. I chose you, so Song Xiwei, you can't let me down, understand?"
Song Xiwei breathed a sigh of relief for some reason, but she explained to Aoqian very seriously: "Miss Ruoliao and I are completely innocent, there's nothing between us. But Young Master, there's no need to worry, I've always been on your side unconditionally."
This statement was like a reassurance to Aoqian.
Aoqian's face finally lit up with joy, and his previous gloom vanished.
"Let's go!" He reached out and pulled Song Xiwei out the door.
Song Xi smiled and said, "It's windy and cold outside!"
"I'll play snowball fights with you, build snowmen, anything you like, I'll do it with you," Aoqian said eagerly.
Song Xi smiled and said, "Ruoliao told you all the preferences I told her about?"
Aoqian was stunned for a moment, unsure of what Song Xiwei was laughing at.
“I have many preferences, but right now my biggest preference is for Shaojun to be more obedient, so that we can stop arguing and be more harmonious in the future. Do you think this is a good preference?” Song Xiwei gently coaxed Aoqian with the gentlest tone.
Upon hearing this, Aoqian pulled Song Xiwei back into the house.
"I'm not just looking for trouble to argue with you. You wait here for me." Aoqian said this and left in a hurry.
He didn't return for quite some time. When he came back, he peeked around and saw that Song Xiwei was still in the room. His eyes lit up, and he carried a steaming stew pot toward Song Xiwei.
Song Xiwei: "What is this?"
Aoqian put down the stew pot, opened the lid, and a fragrant aroma wafted out. "Chicken soup."
Song Xi smiled. "You cooked it yourself?"
Aoqian stammered, "Mmm."
His ears turned slightly red. "I've had people try it, and they all said it's alright. Why don't you try it? If it doesn't taste good, don't force yourself. I'll try harder next time."
Aoqian's previous aggressive demeanor had vanished, replaced by gentleness and kindness.
Song Xiwei ladled out a bowl of chicken soup. As she drank it, she could feel Aoqian's burning gaze fixed on her.
She took a sip of soup, looked up, and saw that Aoqian was holding his breath, extremely nervous.
"How...how is it?" he asked hesitantly.
Song Xiwei curved her lips slightly. "Didn't you try it?"
Aoqian shook his head blankly, and Song Xiwei scooped a spoonful of chicken soup and brought it to his lips.
Without a second thought, Aoqian drank the chicken soup as Song Xiwei handed him the spoon.
Seeing Aoqian licking his lips, Song Xiwei only realized she had just used the spoon when she took it back.
My heart started racing for no reason, and I looked away.
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