The next day, after much hesitation, Song Wan finally called Lin Zhaojiang.
Her heart pounded when the call connected. She heard a deep, magnetic voice on the other end and suddenly felt a little nervous.
"Song Wan?" Lin Zhaojiang desperately suppressed his joy, his tone still indifferent, "Why did you call me?"
"I heard about what happened to my sister," Song Wan said in a low voice. "I also know it was you who helped, and I'm very grateful."
"Oh, it's nothing." Lin Zhaojiang said casually, "Master Qiao and my brother-in-law had some history before, and I'm just helping my brother-in-law catch up with the old times."
"Mr. Lin, let me invite you to dinner." Song Wan mustered her courage. "Like last time, you come to my house and I'll cook."
Lin Zhaojiang's heart was pounding in his throat.
He was overjoyed and wanted to run to a secluded place and shout it out. He was so eager to agree that the word "okay" was practically on the tip of his tongue. If only his reason had retreated just a little bit, the word "okay" would have slipped out.
However, in the end, he suppressed those feelings.
He feigned calmness and softly uttered three words: "No need."
Song Wan was somewhat disappointed, but still wanted to try. "Actually, it was my sister who wanted to ask you. She really wanted to thank you. You not only helped her solve her debt problems, but you also helped her get a divorce..."
"Really, it's not necessary." Lin Zhaojiang chuckled. "It's just a small favor for me, you don't need to worry about it."
"Mr. Lin..."
"I'm sorry, I have something to do, I'll leave it at that for now."
As the call ended, Song Wan's eyes went dark along with the screen.
Lin Zhaojiang sat on the sofa in a daze for a long time until his subordinate called him, which brought him back to his senses.
"Will you sign this document?"
"Oh..." Lin Zhaojiang perked up, looked through it from beginning to end, picked up his pen and turned to the back, but almost signed the wrong place.
Seeing his distraught appearance, his subordinate couldn't help but sigh softly.
"Mr. Lin, why didn't you just now..."
“I shouldn’t see her again.” Lin Zhaojiang took a deep breath, his eyes looking tired. “Her boyfriend is back. If I see her again, it will put her in a difficult position.”
“But I don’t think Miss Song is in a difficult position.”
"What do you know!" Lin Zhaojiang glared at him.
The subordinates quickly gathered up the documents and fled in panic.
Lin Zhaojiang leaned back on the sofa, a weak smile playing on his lips. He hoped Song Wan would return to his side, but he hoped even more that she would return to him in a relaxed and carefree state of mind.
Loyalty was something ingrained in Song Wan's bones.
Even if she doesn't love him, she won't choose to be unfaithful. In her eyes, Bai Ruogu is her fiancé, and she will be devoted to him.
Just like I did to him back then...
If he were to intervene between her and Bai Ruogu at this time, and she were to fall for him again, she would feel guilty and in great pain.
Lin Zhaojiang held his forehead and rubbed his temples. A kind of sadness spread in his heart, like thorns growing in the wind, making his heart ache and bewilder him.
*
When Lin Zhaojiang returned to the Lu family home that day, he was greeted by Lin Yuqing's teasing as soon as he entered: "Oh, what a distinguished guest! You still care about your sister, don't you?"
Lin Zhaojiang smiled and handed the gift to the butler.
"What good stuff did you bring?" Lu Lishan leaned over, holding a teacup.
"Don't worry, it's definitely something your brother-in-law will like."
"Your brother-in-law only wants pocket money and cigarettes now. Don't give me anything else!"
Lin Yuqing sat on the sofa, unable to reach or hit him, so she could only glare at him angrily.
Lu Lishan grinned at her, and the two of them looked like a pair of children.
Lin Zhaojiang felt a little envious, only then realizing that Huo Junyu and Jiang Mianmian were also there.
Jiang Mianmian affectionately called out "Uncle," then added, "Hey, my uncle is so young, I should call him brother!"
"I'm not much older than you anyway." Lin Yuqing smiled and pulled her over. "Zhaojiang, you're back just in time! Let's have lunch at home today! Junyu and Mianmian have some good news!"
"oh?"
"I'm going to be a grandmother again soon!"
Lin Zhaojiang was taken aback and looked at the two of them. Jiang Mianmian's face was a little red as she leaned on Huo Junyu's shoulder, looking like a little bird seeking shelter.
"Mianmian is pregnant again." Huo Junyu said, beaming. "She's just over three months along, the situation is very stable, her morning sickness is mild, everything is fine!"
"Oh, congratulations."
Lin Zhaojiang offered his congratulations, but what he was really thinking was—
Honestly...
I just finished eating your parents' PDA, and now you two little guys are feeding me PDA too. Does this family not intend to let this lonely guy live?
"Ah, Uncle is here!" Huo Jiayuan, covered in sweat from playing, ran into the yard, holding a toy gun in her hand, and fired two shots at Lin Zhaojiang.
Lin Zhaojiang pretended to be shot, fell onto the sofa, and started fooling around with Huo Jiayuan.
"Uncle, let's go play in the yard!"
Without saying a word, the little princess grabbed Lin Zhaojiang and ran outside.
Lin Zhaojiang was quite happy to have this opportunity to leave that living room filled with PDA.
In the courtyard, Huo Jiayuan ran around and jumped around happily, while her great-uncle behind her didn't seem so happy.
Huo Jiayuan grabbed his hand, raised her little face, and asked him, "Uncle, why don't you play with me?"
"Yuan Yuan, shall we sit down for a while?"
"Um!"
Huo Jiayuan sat obediently on his lap.
She gently stroked his brow with her small hand.
Lin Zhaojiang was amused by her and asked, "Do you know that your mother has a baby in her belly?"
"I know!"
"So, would you prefer a younger brother or a younger sister?"
"Hmm... younger brother, I guess!"
Why?
"I can hit my little brother!" Huo Jiayuan chuckled, brandishing a gun. "But I wouldn't dare to hit my little sister!"
"You little rascal!" Lin Zhaojiang pinched her little nose. "Where do you get so many strange ideas?"
"Uncle, would you be happier if I told you a secret?"
Lin Zhaojiang looked somber.
Huo Jiayuan whispered in his ear, "Teacher Song asked me why you didn't come to pick me up."
"Oh." He appeared calm on the surface, but his mind was in turmoil.
"Uncle, are you avoiding Teacher Song?"
"What?" He was taken aback. "Who told you that?"
“Teacher Song said so,” Huo Jiayuan said earnestly. “After she asked me, she whispered, ‘Are you avoiding me?’... Hehe, even though her voice was very soft, my ears are very sharp! Uncle, aren’t I amazing!”
Lin Zhaojiang suddenly felt very uncomfortable.
That day, Song Xi said he was right. Whether in the past or now, he always barged into Song Wan's world without a word and disappeared without a word.
"Uncle, please stop avoiding Teacher Song, okay?" Huo Jiayuan looked into his eyes. "She's wearing a wedding dress this Sunday, come and see if she's pretty!"
"What did you say?"
"Teacher Song wants me to be a flower girl!" The little princess proudly puffed out her chest. "I'm going to try on my dress on Sunday too! Uncle, would you like to come and watch?"
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