Song Yanyin widened his eyes, full of disbelief. He slowly turned around and looked straight at Rong Xi.
There were still traces of tears on his face, and those tears were winding down his cheeks. He didn't even have time to wipe them away. This look was like a stone thrown into a calm lake of heart, suddenly hitting Rong Xi's heart and causing ripples.
Rong Xi looked at Song Yanyin's tear-stained face and subconsciously wanted to reach out and wipe away his tears.
She raised her hand slightly, but stopped in mid-air. The hand seemed to have its own consciousness and finally fell down weakly.
She had never imagined that Song Yanyin would actually dislike her so much. It must have been the worst timing for her to enter this world. But it didn't matter. There was still a long time to go, so she could only take it slow and steady.
"You want to divorce me."
Song Yanyin's voice was obviously trembling, and there seemed to be endless grievance and fear hidden in that voice. His appearance made Rong Xi's heart suddenly tighten, as if it was being tightly grasped by an invisible big hand.
Rong Xi hurriedly explained, her eyes full of panic: "Don't cry, I don't mean to divorce you, it's just that I feel that you are too miserable when you are with me. Maybe you will feel better if you leave me."
She paused, then continued, "Don't worry. If you really want to leave, I will arrange a suitable identity for you and give you enough money to live on for the rest of your life. If you want, I can also help you bring your father and other uncles with you."
"Wife, what did I do wrong that you actually want to divorce me? I admit that I did have other thoughts about you at the beginning, but after spending some time together, I thought we..."
As Song Yanyin spoke, she slowly lowered her head, her body trembling slightly because of crying, like a leaf shivering in the wind.
"Yin'er, I really don't mean to divorce you. As long as you are willing, we can still be like this. The reason I say this is because I think you can't let go of the past and hate me for treating you the way I did before."
Rong Xi's eyes were full of sincerity. She looked at Song Yanyin, hoping that he could understand her painstaking efforts.
"I haven't let go of the past, my wife. I want to be with you forever."
Song Yanyin raised his head, tears still glistening in his eyes. He had seen his own heart clearly. He had indeed been afraid that his wife would treat him the same way as before, but now, she seemed to have already unknowingly walked into his heart, and was getting deeper and deeper.
After hearing what he said, Rong Xi dared to move forward and hug Song Yanyin tightly.
In the past, she always felt that men like this were too pretentious, but now, she really felt sorry for the man in front of her.
"Okay, then we will be together from now on. Don't worry, I will treat you well." This is not just a sentence, but also a solemn promise, which is a reassurance to Song Yanyin.
The misunderstanding between the two was finally resolved, just like the sky after the dark clouds dispersed, and there were no more random suspicions.
After dawn, Rong Xi ordered the servants to move Song Yanyin's things directly to her yard.
You know, as a child husband and a young man, Song Yanyin was not originally qualified to live in the main courtyard, but Rong Xi did it anyway. When the servants saw this scene, they couldn't help but have more respect for Yin Xiaolang.
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Three days later, the Lin family's full moon banquet finally began.
As soon as the sun rose, Qiu Shuang hurried to Rong Xi's door and began to call her to get up: "Girl, you should get up and clean up, otherwise it will be too late."
"Oh, it's still early, let me sleep a little longer." Rong Xi muttered and pulled the quilt tighter, as if the quilt was a protective shield for her date with Zhou Gong.
At this time, Song Yanyin had already stood up. He was carefully washing and dressing up. Seeing Qiu Shuang being so "rude" to his wife, he couldn't help but say, "Let me do it."
When Qiu Shuang heard this, she immediately let go of his hand, a look of relief on her face. She was only too happy to hand over this "arduous" task to Yin Xiaolang. Waking this ancestor up was even harder than waking her two-year-old son.
After Qiu Shuang left, Song Yanyin approached Rong Xi and whispered, "Wife, it will be too late if we don't get up now. We still have to go to the parents-in-law's place."
"Just sleep a little longer, just a little longer." Rong Xi said with his eyes closed, feeling very sleepy.
Suddenly, she couldn't hear any sound. She opened her eyes in confusion and saw Song Yanyin standing silently by the bed, waiting. Rong Xi rolled her eyes and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Then kiss me and I'll get up."
Song Yanyin's face instantly turned red, like the sunset glow on the horizon. His eyes unconsciously looked at the box that had been moved to the main courtyard the day before, his eyes a little flustered.
Rong Xi wanted to tease him intentionally, and actually parted her hair, then lay on the bed waiting for Song Yanyin to kiss her.
Song Yanyin slowly approached Rong Xi. As the distance shortened, the fragrance of Rong Xi's body penetrated his nose more and more clearly. His breathing gradually became rapid, and his heart beat violently in his chest, as if it was about to jump out of his throat.
Seeing him like this, Rong Xi suddenly reached out and pulled him onto the bed, then moved closer and kissed him on the lips before Song Yanyin could react.
Song Yanyin clearly felt his pupils dilate, and his hands began to push Rong Xi frantically, but his strength was too small in front of Rong Xi, and he couldn't push her away at all.
Rong Xi originally wanted to go further, but seeing Song Yanyin's panic-stricken look, he was afraid that he would really annoy him, so he let him go.
Song Yanyin jumped up from the bed like a frightened rabbit. In her panic, the handkerchief in her hand fell to the ground, and then she ran out without looking back.
Rong Xi looked at his departing figure with amusement, and finally came to her senses. She stood up and put on her clothes before calling Qiu Shuang and Dong Xue in.
"Girl, what happened to Yin Xiaolang? He ran out in such a hurry. I hope nothing happened to him?" Qiu Shuang asked worriedly.
Rong Xi shook his head and said with a smile, "He's fine, go comb his hair."
Dongxue's gaze lingered on Rong Xi's lips for a moment, and she roughly guessed the reason why Yin Xiaolang ran away.
"Girl, why don't you let Yin Xiaolang go back to live in his yard?" Dongxue hesitated for a moment, but still expressed her thoughts.
Rong Xi looked at her without saying anything, just watching quietly, as if waiting for her to tell him the reason.
Qiu Shuang was also confused and didn't understand why Dong Xue suddenly said that.
Dongxue didn't say it clearly, but just touched Rong Xi's lips with her finger. Rong Xi immediately understood what she meant, and her face felt inexplicably hot.
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