Chapter 52 "A match made in heaven?"
Si Yue smiled and handed over the phone, saying politely, "Thank you for your help."
All the NPCs involved in the performance stood behind them, with Song Shiyi and Si Yue standing in the center, and He Jinzhao and Xie Lin on their left and right sides.
Everyone looked at the camera. Si Yue had her arm around Song Shiyi's shoulder, made a peace sign with her other hand, and smiled brightly and sunnyly.
Xie Lin stood beside her, hands in his pockets, chin slightly raised, looking straight ahead, eyebrows slightly raised, a faint smile on his lips, his silver hair cold and eye-catching, with a slightly cynical air.
Song Shiyi clasped her hands together in front of her, her long hair cascading down her back, slightly disheveled, which added to her gentle beauty.
Her eyes curved into crescents, brimming with smiles, warm and gentle like jade, making her already delicate and elegant face even more charming, captivating all who looked at her.
He Jinzhao leaned casually against her, arms crossed, his expression nonchalant. Stray strands of hair fell over his delicate eyebrows, and his slightly upturned eyes held a hint of a smile. He exuded an air of unrestrained freedom.
"Crack".
The staff looked at the photos on the screen and couldn't help but sigh.
These four people are so good-looking, they're just as good-looking as any entertainment star.
Each one of them exudes youthful vigor and vitality; they look so vibrant.
Moreover, they are all perfectly matched.
They look like two young couples.
Si Yue took back her phone, nodded in satisfaction, and commented, "As expected of me, the goddess has arrived."
Xie Lin scoffed.
Si Yue immediately turned her head to look at her, her face full of warning: "You have a problem with that?"
Xie Lin scoffed, "You're not as good as me."
“...Narcissist.”
"You vain girl."
He Jinzhao and Song Shiyi exchanged a helpless glance.
He Jinzhao acted just in time, clicking his tongue in approval.
"You two, the eldest brother and the second brother, are equally matched."
Song Shiyi silently added insult to injury from behind.
"You...childish ghost."
Si Yue and Xie Lin: "..."
"Ah Chao, we can't be brothers anymore."
"Yiyi, we can't be sisters anymore."
The two spoke in unison, then instantly turned to look at each other and said in unison:
Why are you mimicking my speech?
"Who's mimicking your voice?"
"Still saying you don't?"
"..."
The air fell silent.
He Jinzhao shook his head and whispered to Song Shiyi, "These two, really..."
Song Shiyi blinked, uncertainly asking, "A match made in heaven?"
He Jinzhao patted the back of her head and praised with a smile, "Yes, our Yiyi is really smart."
Song Shiyi smiled, her eyes brimming with joy.
She glanced at the two bickering over there, then at He Jinzhao beside her, and had never felt so happy as she did today.
A moment of happiness can be remembered for a very long time.
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It was quite late when it ended, and Song's father sent her several messages asking when she would be back. Song Shiyi hadn't forgotten that her father had said he would personally cook for He Jinzhao that night to thank him.
Xie Lin and Si Yue happened to be there as well, and she politely asked them if they wanted to come to her house together.
The two of them had nothing planned for the evening, and since they had been invited, there was no reason for them to refuse.
They all immediately agreed.
Song Shiyi thought to herself, if her dad knew that so many people wanted to eat his cooking, he would probably be overjoyed.
Also, her parents must be very happy that she can speak.
On their way back to the Song family home, Xie Lin and Si Yue bought some things.
After all, I'm going to visit someone; it would be too embarrassing to go empty-handed.
They understand this basic principle.
The group walked through the villa's gate and into the living room.
Song Shiyi immediately spotted her father, who was busy in the kitchen, and her mother, who was helping out.
Upon seeing them, he quickly greeted them with a smile, "You're back?"
"Judging from your expressions, you must have had a lot of fun, right?"
While tossing the wok, Song's father joked, "Of course, my daughter doesn't even reply to my messages."
Si Yue has visited the Song family quite often over the years since she met Song Shiyi. She is very familiar with the two elders and speaks to them without any formalities, showing great closeness.
"Uncle and Aunt, we didn't bring much with us, but we bought you some supplements. Please don't mind."
Mother Song washed her hands and walked over while drying them. The jade necklace around her neck emitted a faint green light under the lamp, looking both noble and undeniably charming.
"Yueyue, why are you being so polite with us? You're being too formal," she said reproachfully.
His gaze swept over the person beside her, somewhat surprised.
"You are... a young man from the Xie family?"
Xie Lin bowed slightly and said politely, "Uncle, Aunt, my name is Xie Lin. Sorry to bother you."
Mother Song was very approachable and had no airs. She waved her hand and said with a smile, "Don't be shy, make yourself at home."
“It’s rare for our Yi Yi to bring so many friends home. Please have a seat, I’ll go cut some fruit for you.”
Xie Lin was surprised by the relaxed and warm atmosphere at the Song family home. He was flattered and said, "Thank you for your hard work."
"Oh, it's not hard at all."
"Xiao Hui, serve tea to the guests."
Xie Lin was visiting a friend's house for the first time and, lacking experience, appeared somewhat reserved.
Si Yue naturally handed the things in his hands to the maid, smiling brightly.
"Thank you for your trouble, sister."
The maid couldn't help but smile and quickly bowed, saying, "Miss Si, you're too kind."
Xie Lin paused, looking at her profile, and for the first time felt that Si Yue was really very outgoing and not at all shy, able to chat with anyone.
He's not going to make it.
He is a pure human being.
He Jinzhao rolled up his sleeves and went into the kitchen. Standing next to Song's father, he looked at the ingredients on the table and asked, "Is there anything I can make?"
Seeing his posture, Song's father teased, "You young people these days can even cook for yourselves?"
He Jinzhao said modestly, "I only cook at home occasionally, it can't compare to yours, yours smells so good."
Mr. Song's lips curled up at the praise, "That's right, learn from it, and make it for your wife in the future."
He Jinzhao touched his nose, feeling somewhat guilty.
He didn't even dare to say that the woman he was coveting was his precious daughter.
I was afraid I'd chase him out with a broom the next second.
After all, everyone in the circle knows that the head of the Song family is famous for doting on his wife and daughters and protecting his own.
"You're right."
"Okay, you know how to chop vegetables, right? Prepare all of that for me, and get me a plate too."
He Jinchao obediently did as instructed, and for a moment the atmosphere seemed quite harmonious.
After Song Shiyi invited Si Yue and Xie Lin to sit down, she went with her mother to cut fruit.
She took the fruit knife from the woman and said softly, "Mom, let me do it."
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