Chapter 88 What if I let him sleep in the guest room?

After getting in the car, the driver drove away. When she was downstairs, Zheng Huixin had already smelled the scent of Song Huailin.

But it was not strong at that time, and could only be smelled when approaching. But after getting in the car, the space inside was small and the heater was on, and Zheng Huixin felt vaguely uncomfortable again.

Zheng Huixin frowned slightly and said nothing. Song Huailin on the other side also did not speak. For a moment, the atmosphere was so quiet that it was a little eerie.

But Zheng Huixin was only concerned about her own physical discomfort and had no spare time to care about Song Huailin's condition.

However, Song Huailin started to sulk when Zheng Huixin remained silent.

She knew very well that she had a social engagement tonight, and it was she who agreed for him to pick her up, but now he was using the excuse that she smelled to dislike her.

Song Huailin was very depressed, he felt that Zheng Huixin did it on purpose.

Tonight he remembered that Zheng Huixin had said that he had a sore throat and should drink less, so he drank two glasses and then stopped.

Obviously, I drank more during social events before, but she never despised me then.

The more Song Huailin thought about it, the more he felt that Zheng Huixin did it on purpose.

Neither of them spoke along the way. After returning home, Song Huailin got off the car first. When Zheng Huixin got off the car, she could only see Song Huailin's back.

At this time she realized that Song Huailin was angry.

But Zheng Huixin couldn't help but feel puzzled, she had no idea why Song Huailin was angry.

The slight discomfort in her body made Zheng Huixin too lazy to care why Song Huailin was angry. He just had a weird personality anyway.

On the other hand, Jiang Jingcheng had noticed that Song Huailin was angry, and she was a little worried, so she sent a message to Zheng Huixin after returning home.

The two chatted for a few sentences. Zheng Huixin looked at the message sent by Jiang Jingcheng and looked towards the bathroom with some disbelief. At this time, Song Huailin was taking a shower.

Zheng Huixin looked at him for a while before replying to Jiang Jingcheng, "Not really, right? Isn't it just that he smells? Is it really necessary to be angry?"

Jiang Jingcheng replied, "How could it be so? I can see your dislike for me."

Zheng Huixin was stunned, but thinking back, she did feel disgusted at the time. Song Huailin reeked of alcohol and cigarettes.

But no matter what, Song Huailin was angry about this incident, and Zheng Huixin was helpless.

After putting down her phone, Zheng Huixin kept staring in that direction, thinking about how she should coax Song Huailin.

Although she felt that Song Huailin was a bit unreasonable, she could not help but realize that Song Huailin was actually quite nice to her in every aspect, so she still had to coax him when it was time to coax him.

Zheng Huixin was waiting and thinking of a solution. When she came to her senses, Song Huailin had not come out of the bathroom yet. She glanced at the time and felt that Song Huailin had taken a longer shower today.

Little did he know that it was because of Zheng Huixin's words "you smell a bit strong" that Song Huailin felt that Zheng Huixin did it on purpose, and at the same time he doubted whether he really had a smell.

So Song Huailin was particularly careful when taking a bath and washed himself inside and out several times.

What if Zheng Huixin uses the excuse that he smells bad to make him sleep in the guest room?

Only after making sure that there was absolutely no smell on his body did Song Huailin come out of the bathroom.

When Song Huailin came out, he saw Zheng Huixin looking at him. He looked away with an indifferent expression.

Zheng Huixin complained about Song Huailin in her heart, saying that he was so old but still so stuffy. Was it worth getting angry about such a small matter?

But what else can we do? We still have to coax her.

After Song Huailin finished cleaning up, he returned to the bed and sat down. Ignoring Zheng Huixin, he turned off the light and lay down to rest.

But just as the man lay down, Zheng Huixin came over, and Song Huailin said stiffly: "Don't move."

Zheng Huixin didn't care. She clung to Song Huailin like an octopus and asked the man in a coquettish voice, "Are you still angry?"

Song Huailin's body froze, and then he continued coldly: "Angry? Angry about what? What did you do to make me angry?"

"I didn't mean anything else. I just felt really bad at that time." Zheng Huixin acted coquettishly, but she was really bad at that time, and she didn't lie. She was very frank when she talked about it now.

After listening to the explanation, Song Huailin still felt a little helpless, but he didn't know what else he could do.

"Don't be angry, okay?" Zheng Huixin said as she moved forward to kiss Song Huailin, but Song Huailin dodged her kiss.

"Asleep." Song Huailin said coldly.

No matter what the reason was, Song Huailin felt a little irritated in his heart, and he thought he should calm down.

Zheng Huixin felt like cursing someone in her heart.

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In the blink of an eye, it was Saturday.

The Song and Jiang families made an appointment to have dinner together.

Not only the elders from the two families, but also Jiang Jingcheng's parents and Jiang Mingde's family from the Jiang family came, and the same was true for the Song family, Song Huailin and Zheng Huixin also went.

When Jiang Jingcheng and Song Huaijing arrived, they happened to meet Tan Ruolin and Song Hongwei.

"Hello, uncle and aunt." Jiang Jingcheng called them obediently.

Originally, Tan Ruolin was holding Song Hongwei's arm, but when she saw Jiang Jingcheng, she naturally let go of her arm and waved for Jiang Jingcheng to come over.

"Why are you wearing so little? Aren't you cold?" Tan Ruolin asked gently.

Jiang Jingcheng explained somewhat embarrassedly: "I came directly from home. I didn't realize how cold it was outside at that time."

Seeing Jiang Jingcheng was embarrassed, Tan Ruolin smiled and said, "It's okay. We're all indoors anyway, so it won't be cold."

Seeing the two of them holding hands intimately, Song Huaijing thought it was a good thing. It was obvious that Ms. Tan Ruolin was very satisfied with Jiang Jingcheng, so Song Huaijing was naturally happy.

But Song Hongwei was a little unhappy. He couldn't understand why such an ordinary girl could be so loved by his son.

Not only does his son like it, but his wife also likes it very much.

Song Hongwei looked at Jiang Jingcheng, and his eyes and nose looked more and more like they were not eyes and not a nose. Even when he looked at Song Huaijing, he seemed impatient.

Song Huaijing was completely confused, but when he came to his senses, he couldn't help but smile.

His father and his elder brother have exactly the same stubborn temper.

A few people went to the private room and sat down. Tan Ruolin was talking to Jiang Jingcheng the whole time, so the atmosphere was not awkward.

Soon the Jiang family also arrived, and everyone started to greet each other. The atmosphere in the private room was very good.

Zheng Huixin and Song Huailin were the last to arrive, but they were not late and it was not considered rude.

Everyone was present, and the main purpose of today's meal was brought to the table.

Everything was very polite at first, until the stage of discussing the betrothal gift.