Chapter 167 So Beautiful
He leaned back lazily on the sofa.
"You like your uncle because he helps you. Why don't you like me when I help you?"
Her cheeks flushed slightly, and her fingers unconsciously twisted the hem of her clothes.
"I...I had no idea at all. Really, I had no idea you were helping me..."
"And now?"
He leaned slightly forward, his gaze fixed on her face.
She suddenly smiled, her eyes crinkling.
"Now you know, so I like you now."
Sheng Tingzhou's lips curled up slightly.
Without saying anything more, he stretched out his arm and pulled her into his embrace.
Song Zhiwei looked up and met those deep eyes.
Her heart raced slightly, her fingertips trembled gently, and she cupped his face in her hands, mustered her courage, and kissed him first.
A delicate fragrance lingers around the tip of the nose.
Her movements were clumsy and shy, one after another.
The next instant, he flipped over and swiftly pinned her down.
After a long while, he reluctantly released her lips.
She paused for a few seconds, finally regaining her senses, and, panting, gently pushed him.
"I remember now."
Sheng Tingzhou's eyes darkened, he snorted, grabbed her hand, and his voice was hoarse.
"Don't move."
"I...I didn't mean to." She really hadn't thought that much about it.
It was just a kiss, nobody told her it would turn out like this...
She's barely been in a relationship, how would she know anything about these things?
They just kissed, who would have thought he would...
This happened so suddenly and so rapidly that she was completely stunned.
Sheng Tingzhou looked down at her flushed cheeks, his Adam's apple bobbing.
"That's normal."
He paused, then said in a low voice, "If I don't react when you're in my arms, then I should go to the hospital to check if my brain is damaged."
Song Zhiwei wished she could bury her face in the cracks of the sofa.
"Then... what are you going to do now?"
"What? You want to help?"
This kind of thing isn't written in books, and no one has ever taught it.
Her lips moved, her eyes darted away, and her voice was barely audible, but she still managed to ask the question.
What do you need me to do?
Sheng Tingzhou lowered his head and gently kissed her burning earlobe.
He leaned close to her ear and chuckled softly.
"No need, you idiot. I'll just hold you for a little while."
How could he bear to make her feel awkward about something like this?
Her ears burned even more.
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Zhao Xueran won her case, and the process went surprisingly smoothly.
The moment the court's verdict was handed down, she felt as if a tremendous burden had been lifted from her shoulders.
Song Zhiwei pulled some strings behind the scenes, using her connections in the legal profession and her professional legal strategies to successfully help her win custody of the child.
"Attorney Song, I really need to treat you to a meal!"
Zhao Xueran spoke with emotion, her eyes slightly red.
Her mental state is much better than before.
Her once swollen face regained its slender shape, and her sunken eye sockets gradually regained their sparkle.
"If it weren't for you, I really don't know how I would have made it to today."
She looked intently at Song Zhiwei, her voice slightly choked with emotion.
"You've helped me so much, please don't refuse this meal."
Song Zhiwei was slightly taken aback, then glanced down at her wristwatch.
It's exactly twelve o'clock.
It's definitely lunchtime.
She raised the corners of her mouth, revealing a gentle smile.
"Alright, then I'll gladly accept your offer."
The two eventually chose a rather quiet Western restaurant in Yancheng.
The restaurant is elegantly decorated with soft lighting.
In the corner, a black piano was being played softly by a musician.
Zhao Xueran had booked a window seat in advance.
The waiter approached them respectfully, led them to their seats, and presented them with an elegant menu.
He then stood aside and patiently introduced the restaurant's signature dishes.
Song Zhiwei casually flipped through the menu, her gaze lingering on a few dishes for a moment.
In the end, we ordered a medium-rare steak set meal, plus a glass of red wine.
Zhao Xueran smiled and struck up a conversation, her tone light and cheerful.
"I moved out today, and now I finally live alone."
Since the divorce decree was issued, the heavy stone that had been weighing on her heart for many years was finally removed.
That feeling of relief made her realize for the first time that there was still hope in life.
"Congratulations, Miss Zhao."
Song Zhiwei looked at her with sincere eyes.
She was genuinely happy for Zhao Xueran.
This was the first victory she took over and won after returning to China.
The two chatted about their recent lives in a relaxed and warm atmosphere.
Before long, the waiter brought out a steaming hot steak and a delicate dessert.
Just as Song Zhiwei was cutting a piece of steak, after eating for only ten minutes, a familiar, deep voice suddenly came from behind her.
A clear voice rang in her ears: "Zhiwei?"
She paused for a moment, then turned her head away.
It was Zhou Yuze.
Song Zhiwei was stunned, completely unexpected to meet him here.
She subconsciously uttered that long-forgotten name.
"Uncle?"
Zhou Yuze's lips curved slightly.
His gaze swept over Zhao Xueran opposite her without making a sound, and his eyebrows twitched slightly.
"Meeting a client?"
Song Zhiwei regained her composure and nodded gently.
"Um."
"Then I won't bother you any longer."
Zhou Yuze spoke calmly.
He followed the waiter and slowly walked down the red-carpeted corridor toward the private room.
Song Zhiwei stood still, her gaze following his back for a moment.
He then turned around and gave Zhao Xueran an awkward smile.
Zhao Xueran's eyes lit up, and she lowered her voice, saying, "Attorney Song, your family must have amazing genes! You and your uncle are both incredibly good-looking."
Song Zhiwei didn't explain, she just smiled.
She and Zhou Yuze are not related by blood at all.
But beneath this identity lie too many complex emotions that others cannot understand.
After the dinner ended, Zhao Xueran insisted on paying the bill.
"Attorney Song, shall I take you home?"
Her tone was warm, and her eyes shone with concern.
"No need, I drove here."
Song Zhiwei gently withdrew her hand.
"Okay, I have something to do, so I'll be going now. I won't bother you any longer."
Zhao Xueran blinked and gave Zhou Yuce, who was not far away, a meaningful look.
Song Zhiwei stood at the restaurant entrance, the cold wind blowing in her face, making a corner of her scarf flutter.
She gazed out the window at the street, her eyes somewhat unfocused.
Across the street in front of the shopping mall, a large Christmas tree was dazzlingly bright.
Snowflakes drifted down, slowly accumulating on the treetops and the ground.
She took out her phone and gently swiped her finger across the screen.
I took a picture of the glowing Christmas tree.
The scene is breathtakingly beautiful, with swaying tree shadows and interplay of light and shadow.
Without hesitation, she sent the photo directly to Sheng Tingzhou, along with a simple emoji.
A snowflake.
Almost a second later, the reply popped up: 【So beautiful.】
Song Zhiwei's lips unconsciously curled up slightly.
She looked down at the screen, then looked up at the tree.
Suddenly, I felt an urge to step into the snow.
A voice suddenly came from behind: "Zhiwei, wait a moment."
She slowly turned around and saw Zhou Yuce striding towards her.
He wasn't wearing a down jacket, just that dark gray overcoat.
"Uncle, what's wrong?"
He walked up to her and stopped, his breathing slightly rapid.
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