Song Wan finally finished typing the last line on the computer, stretched, and smiled with satisfaction.
Just then, Lin Zhaojiang walked in.
Song Wan quickly closed her laptop, turned around, smiled at him, and said, "You're back so early today? I... I'll go get you something to eat!"
"No rush."
Lin Zhaojiang grabbed her hand and looked at her with a doting expression.
During her time back in Yun City, she seemed to have gained some weight; she wasn't as thin as before, and her figure was now more curvaceous. Her complexion was also much rosier than before.
Everything about her... stirred the feelings in his heart.
Song Wan leaned against him, listening to his heartbeat and feeling his gradually warming body temperature, and couldn't help but blush.
She gently pushed him away, but he grabbed her waist.
"Don't do this..."
"I know." Despite feeling stifled, he was still willing to respect her wishes. "I will absolutely not cross the line without your permission."
Song Wan smiled and then pinched his cheek.
This is a little habit she often does, but only after she lost her memory.
Lin Zhaojiang thought that she would never have dared to treat him like this before. She wouldn't have dared to pinch his cheek, refuse him, or disobey him in the slightest.
His heart began to ache again, and he wanted to make it up to her with all the good things in the world.
"By the way, what were you writing just now?" Lin Zhaojiang asked with a smile. "Was it the kind of novel we read last time?"
“You…” Song Wan blinked her big eyes, “How did you know…”
"Actually, it would be great for you to be a writer. You can write when you're inspired, and travel around to find inspiration when you're not. I'll go with you when you travel!"
"OK!"
“Well,” he chuckled, “could you show me what you just wrote?”
"No way!" Song Wan refused without even thinking.
"Why?"
She blushed slightly and whispered, "Now is not the time. I can't show it to you. If my submission is successful and it gets published, you can see it then!"
Lin Zhaojiang suddenly thought of Xiao Liran. Wasn't she always poaching authors?
With her connections and status, getting Song Wan published a few articles shouldn't be a problem at all!
However, if that's the case, this woman will probably bring up the investment again.
“And…” Song Wan continued, “and I don’t write well.”
Why do you say that?
"I was full of enthusiasm when I wrote it, but the more I looked at it after I finished, the less satisfied I became. There's so much of this kind of stuff online, and what I wrote doesn't seem to have anything new..."
"It's alright." Lin Zhaojiang touched her face. "I will be your most loyal reader."
"You said it!"
It's a deal.
He gently kissed her, and the young woman's cheeks flushed red, like a delicate water lily in full bloom.
“Oh, right,” she said softly, “there’s something else I’d like to discuss with you. Do you have time this weekend?”
"What's up?"
"I...I want to take you back to meet my mother."
Lin Zhaojiang was stunned.
"Aren't you planning to marry me?" Song Wan smiled lightly, "But we have to meet each other's parents before the wedding, right? My family isn't well-off, and my mom isn't easy to deal with. I want you to be mentally prepared beforehand..."
"I want to marry you, not your family." He held her hand. "But it would be good to meet you; it's my duty."
Lin Zhaojiang had mixed feelings.
On the weekend, he prepared a gift and went home with Song Wan. Perhaps because Song Wan had informed them in advance, the atmosphere was somewhat oppressive as soon as they entered the door. Chen Li and Song Xi were taken aback when they saw Lin Zhaojiang, and then stood motionless by the wall, their words and actions very restrained, and their eyes held a hint of fear when they looked at him.
Song Wan was slightly surprised.
She had been worried the whole way here, afraid that Chen Li, being so snobbish, would offend Lin Zhaojiang or say something she shouldn't have, which would make Lin Zhaojiang angry.
But to everyone's surprise, the usually arrogant and domineering mother was like a mouse seeing a cat in front of Lin Zhaojiang, so scared that she didn't even dare to tremble.
Even though Lin Zhaojiang usually has a strong presence, he was very easygoing today.
"Mom, sister, what's wrong?" Song Wan winked at them, then forced a smile and tried to smooth things over. "Zhao Jiang... he's usually a bit serious, but he's a very nice person. You'll get to know him better as you get to know him better."
"Yes, yes." Chen Li managed to force a smile.
“We know Mr. Lin is a good person… If it weren’t for Mr. Lin’s help, we wouldn’t be able to live here…”
After the demolition dispute, Lin Zhaojiang eventually gave Chen Li a demolition compensation payment and arranged accommodation for her family.
This mid-range residential community is already a rare find for the Song family.
Lin Zhaojiang gently took Song Wan's hand. He felt a sense of obligation to her family, and even if the Song family was outrageous, he didn't want to make things difficult for them.
"You're too kind." He said calmly. "The reason we didn't give you compensation back then was a mistake by the Zhonglin Group branch. Now that the matter has been resolved, you don't need to worry about it."
Chen Li didn't know what to say, so she could only smile awkwardly and insist that Lin Zhaojiang have lunch here. Then she led Song Xi into the kitchen.
Song Wan smiled helplessly and looked at Lin Zhaojiang: "Is your face too dark? I can forgive my mother, but my sister has met you before. You even helped her when we were in Yangcheng. Why is she so afraid of you!"
"Maybe... I can only smile at you."
Song Wan patted the back of his hand, smiled, and got up to go to the kitchen to help.
"Are you going to cook too?" Lin Zhaojiang asked, pulling her aside.
"I'm afraid they won't make it to your liking."
Just then, there was a knock at the door, and Song Huai sauntered in from outside.
Song Wan frowned, noticing the strong smell of alcohol on him.
"Brother, where have you been?"
"Oh, we have a guest..." Song Huai didn't pay any attention to her at all, but stared intently at Lin Zhaojiang on the sofa. He instantly sobered up a lot, opened his eyes wide, and after repeatedly confirming that it was Lin Zhaojiang, he turned to look at Song Wan beside him, his face full of disbelief.
Lin Zhaojiang slowly walked up to him, his eyes filled with disgust and warning.
Song Wan took his arm and whispered, "Zhaojiang, this is my brother... Song Huai."
Lin Zhaojiang looked at him and coldly uttered two words: "Nice to meet you."
He felt extremely disgusted with this man. If Song Wan hadn't sold herself to raise money for his medical treatment, she wouldn't have done so.
But without this man, he would never have met Song Wan.
Song Huai struggled to stay upright, a sly glint in his eyes. He could tell that Lin Zhaojiang was completely ensnared by his younger sister, both in the past and now.
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