Tong Zhao diligently patrolled both sides of the cabin, anxiously waiting for what was to come.
His heart skipped a beat when he saw Qin Siyuan come out of room number 1. This person must have gone over while they were talking, and they didn't even notice. He wondered if this would cause any trouble for Shan Song.
It felt like a long time had passed, but it was actually less than ten minutes. Just as Tong Zhao was thinking about how to bribe Jiang Li, Shan Song came out carrying a small bag.
A hint of joy flashed across Tong Zhao's face. After confirming that Shan Song had entered the courtyard, he put down his binoculars and ran over.
"Single-lined pine!"
Dan Song looked up at the person who came, immediately smiled, opened his arms and caught his wife who rushed over, half-carrying her into the house.
Before Tong Zhao could speak, he said, "Brother Rong didn't refuse." Looking at Tong Zhao's expectant eyes, he paused and continued, "But he didn't agree either, so I got the ice cream first. I can't go back empty-handed and disappoint my wife, can I?"
Dan Song shook the small bag he was carrying: "This is like snatching food from a tiger's mouth," he said, then whispered in Tong Zhao's ear, "One big and one small!"
The breathy sound brushed past Tong Zhao's ear, and she felt a warm current pass through her earlobe, which trembled. She realized that he was teasing Jiang Li and the little one. Tong Zhao patted Shan Song's chest slightly, gave him a reproachful look, and said with a smile, "You're still joking!"
Tong Zhao said, "You didn't have a conflict with Qin Siyuan, did you? Why did he go too? It's all my fault for not seeing him..."
"No, do you remember me saying that Qin Siyuan is quite easy to get along with at times?"
"Um."
Qin Siyuan is more like a machine that dedicates everything to the Qin family; he has little emotion and prioritizes profit above all else, so...
"So he won't tell Geng Keli about the meeting, at least not for the time being."
After a brief explanation, Shan Song reached out and flicked his nose: "The little scout hadn't gone to change shifts yet. If anyone's to blame, it's Qi Changzhou. He has absolutely no military discipline and didn't even notice this."
Tong Zhao felt ashamed. Did Brother Qi know that he had taken so much blame for him?
Seeing that Shan Song was so relaxed, he figured he must know what was going on, so he didn't press the matter. He looked at the ice cream that was handed to him again, pursed his lips, and said, "One for each of us then!"
Shan Song laughed: "I think so too. Let's eat quickly, Qi Changzhou will be back soon."
"Isn't this inappropriate?" Tong Zhao paused, her hand still unpacking the box, almost forgetting that there was a third person present today.
"What's wrong with it? The raspberry flavor is delicious. Come on, Zhao Zhao, open your mouth."
Jiang Leqi's mouth, which had been agape as he waited for his ice cream, slowly closed: "Little Daddy?"
Jiang Li stared at the last box of raspberry ice cream in the refrigerator, muttering under her breath, "He really has no manners. I should have known better than to say nice things to him. I don't think he wanted to cooperate properly; he just came to scam ice cream! Revenge, absolute revenge! That petty Alpha, he only complained about Qi Yan and not him. I'll wait until I see A Zhao tomorrow!"
Rong Mo didn't give Shan Song an immediate reply, and her brother didn't say anything either, so Jiang Li put on an act for a while, but as soon as they left, she immediately revealed her true colors: "A-Mo, let's help A-Zhao!"
"Tong Zhao, please?" Rong Mo looked at Jiang Li's hardcore coquettish act and struggled to save his arm from being shaken so hard it was flying.
“Hmm, not yet, but if Amo refuses, he should come,” Jiang Li said, then clarified her thoughts: “Yeah, I can wait for Azhao to beg me, then I can take advantage of the situation… hehehehe…”
Jiang Heng stroked his younger brother's head with a doting smile. Before coming, he had thoroughly investigated the grudges between the three families. Tonight, the three, each with their own ulterior motives, were practically showing their true colors, which also highlighted the very different ways the three families handled things.
“Since Ah Li likes him, and considering they haven’t taken advantage of her, we can try to get in touch with them. The Shan family is currently weak, but Shan Song is a decent person in many ways and quite sensible,” Jiang Heng said, looking at Rong Mo. “What do you think?”
Rong Mo pondered for a moment, then glanced at his wife, who, under the persistent pestering of the little brat, held up an ice cream cone and measured out a small scoop, reluctantly placing it into Jiang Leqi's bowl, who was eagerly waiting for the food. He held up one finger and said, "That's all, eat up." The remaining half-box was hidden behind Jiang Heng by Jiang Li, who kept it for herself to eat secretly.
Rong Mo withdrew his gaze and said, "Let him wait for two days." Who told this kid to steal his wife's food?
Jiang Heng glanced at his younger brother, who was secretly eating behind Xiao Leqi's back, and understood: "Okay."
Seeing that the two had reached an agreement on Shan Song, Jiang Li wiped her mouth and asked, "What about the Qin family and the Geng family? They both came to see my brother. This fake marriage between the two families is really something else."
Jiang Heng smiled and said, "Ah Li, would you like to earn some money from an ice cream factory?"
Jiang Li's eyes lit up, and she clung to Jiang Heng's shoulder, leaning closer: "How do we earn it?"
"I taught Ah Li to cooperate with them..."
First do this, then do that...
Jiang Li's eyes lit up again and again.
Seeing that the two brothers were having a great time chatting, Rong Mo went to the kitchen to cook some mulled wine for them to eat with some late-night snacks. He also locked the front and back doors of the villa. After receiving three groups of guests, it was impossible to receive a fourth group tonight.
Qi Taiyue finished his conversation a few minutes after Shan Song returned. It was said that the conversation went quite smoothly. When Qi Changzhou returned that evening, he exchanged information with Shan Song: "Hey, Qin Siyuan, even after the marriage alliance, he still doesn't stand on the same side as the Geng family. The Geng family definitely has a big problem. We need to hurry up and at least find out what he's planning."
"How long until you start working?" Shan Song suddenly asked.
Qi Changzhou looked at him and felt that this man had ill intentions. From the moment he entered the door, he felt that this couple must have done something to wrong him. He cautiously said, "At the latest, by the end of this month."
Shan Song nodded thoughtfully: "There's still time, so I'll leave it to you! My men will follow your command, Commander Qi, thank you for your hard work."
I didn't hear how hard you were working, you bastard! You won't even give me a few perfunctory words, yet I expect you to do any work for me?
"You'll be sleeping on the sofa tonight. Get up at 8 a.m. tomorrow. Don't let the cold air in when you open the door." Shan Song took the blanket that Tong Zhao had just brought down and stuffed it into Qi Changzhou's hands, who was sitting upright. "There's no pillow. You can just fold up the blanket and make do."
Qi Changzhou's lips twitched as he stared into Shan Song's eyes, trying to find a trace of conscience, but to no avail. He managed to utter with difficulty, "...You have two blankets, but not an extra pillow?"
Dan Song looked at him with a puzzled expression: "We're not sleeping separately. The reason I have two blankets is because my wife felt sorry for me and wasn't used to the old ones, so she specially changed them for me. Otherwise, you would have to use a blanket today." He paused, then glanced at the cushions on the sofa: "Here, a pillow."
silence……
After a long silence, Qi Changzhou spoke again, trying to rekindle their fragile brotherhood: "...Don't I, such a lowly person, deserve to sleep in a bed?"
I don't know who insisted on experiencing the cabin before they arrived.
Tong Zhao, on the second floor, watched helplessly as her husband rolled his eyes. To avoid him being sarcastic again, she said loudly, "Qi Yan should have a room available."
“No, sister-in-law,” Qi Changzhou looked up, “Tai Yue is over there. They just finished talking. If I go now, it will be too obvious.”
“That’s true,” Tong Zhao thought for a moment, then looked at Shan Song. Brother Qi had helped a lot, so why don’t the two of them sleep on the sofa? It’s not much different anyway.
Shan Song winked at his wife. Before Tong Zhao could understand what he meant, he continued, "Then go to room number 1. There are many empty rooms in room number 1."
Qi Changzhou: "Bullshit, you guys are going one after another, why would I go there to die now?"
"..." Alright, Shan Song seemed to have a bit of conscience awakened: "Come on, lend a hand and put the sofa down."
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Why didn't you say it was foldable sooner!
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