Chapter 158 Bright and persistent looking at He Donglai

Song Qingqian was deeply impressed by Jiang Rou's charm.

She looks slender and fragile, yet she is so radiant.

Song Qingqian's originally reserved heart suddenly relaxed after being shocked.

The gap between her and Jiang Rou is really too big.

After Jiang Rou finished speaking, she was silent for a long time, as if giving Song Qingqian time to think and understand.

Finally.

She suddenly raised her eyebrows, and there was a hint of sweetness in her bright smile.

"The reason why I can say this is, of course, there is another very important premise - that Zhou Chongshan is reliable enough. If it were just an ordinary man, that wouldn't work. I think Captain He is also a very reliable man. Don't you want to rely on him?"

While Jiang Rou was exuding the sweet scent of love, she did not forget to push Song Qingqian.

In her opinion, both of them are repressed by nature. As long as one of them is willing to speak up and take the initiative, their emotions will definitely flow out like a flood.

Song Qingqian was originally listening attentively to what Jiang Rou was saying.

But after Jiang Rou mentioned He Donglai.

Song Qingqian's expression changed slightly and he began to wave his hands hurriedly.

"No, no, no, I can't. I already rely on him a lot, and I owe him a lot. I can't cause him any more trouble."

Song Qingqian didn't know this before, and she thought He Donglai married her just to humiliate her and avenge the harm she had done to him.

But after Jiang Rou appeared, Song Qingqian realized how ridiculous her idea was.

As a result, she gradually discovered that He Donglai had already paid such a high price just by marrying her.

If there is anything else...

Song Qingqian may never be able to repay He Donglai for her entire life.

Her originally bright red eyes now drooped down powerlessly.

Jiang Rou saw all of Song Qingqian's reactions.

She did not try to persuade Song Qingqian to do anything. After all, everyone has their own choices, especially in relationships, which cannot be forced.

but.

Jiang Rou provided Song Qingqian with another possibility.

She whispered.

"Qingqian, have you ever thought that maybe Captain He wants you to rely on him? He even hopes that you can rely on him more without asking for anything in return from you."

…

This afternoon.

A long time after Jiang Rou left.

Song Qingqian was still thinking about what Jiang Rou said.

[Perhaps Captain He hopes that you can rely on him...]

[He even hopes that you can rely on him more, without asking for anything in return from you...]

for a while.

Also coming to Song Qingqian's mind was the conversation between them yesterday when He Donglai was bandaging her wound.

Song Qingqian questioned whether the rumors spread by her sisters-in-law were true.

At that time, He Donglai gave a negative answer after a brief thought.

He was lying, so obviously lying.

But Song Qingqian thought about it over and over all night, but she couldn't understand why He Donglai chose to lie.

The man did so much to protect her, why would he be unwilling to admit it?

This is clearly something you can take credit for, and it's not a bad thing, right?

What Jiang Rou said today became the best answer to this question.

[I don’t need any feedback from you…]

After learning the truth, Song Qingqian's first reaction was guilt.

After all, it was because of her that He Donglai's originally smooth future was affected.

She would feel that she owed He Donglai too much, and she might never be able to repay him in her lifetime.

But He Donglai didn't need her to repay him, nor did he want her to feel guilty, so he chose to deny it.

[No, it's not true. I was sent to the island on my own accord. It has nothing to do with anyone else.]

He Donglai took all the responsibility on himself.

What he said also shows that he knows Song Qingqian quite well.

If it were the Song Qingqian of the past, she might have really believed this.

But since Song Qingqian came into contact with Jiang Rou, she has seen a lot and can tell whether a man's words are true or false.

Only then could he see through He Donglai's clumsy lies at once.

so……

After thinking about it this way.

In the end, it fell on another sentence of Jiang Rou.

"Could it be that... He Donglai really wants me to... rely on him more? Even if it means causing him trouble?"

Song Qingqian murmured to herself in a low voice.

This day.

After nightfall.

He Donglai is still dealing with the aftermath of the "biological bomb" crisis and is still leaving early and returning late.

I came back very late at night.

He opened the door and found that the lights in the room were on again.

He Donglai's originally expressionless face suddenly became as if a spring breeze was blowing across his face.

He had just "angered and driven away" Song Qingqian yesterday, and thought that their relationship would return to the days when they were respectful to each other.

He never expected that just one night later, he would see the light waiting for him to come home again.

Song Qingqian still held the letter paper and pencil, scribbling some design drawings on the paper.

But compared to last time, she was so focused that she didn't hear He Donglai opening the door.

This time, when He Donglai pushed open the gate of the courtyard, Song Qingqian heard it.

The fingertips hold the pencil tightly.

I nearly broke the tip of my pen.

Song Qingqian tried her best to remain calm and turned to look at He Donglai when he walked into the room.

"You, you're back."

Song Qingqian spoke these few short words in a very awkward manner.

But to He Donglai's ears, it sounded as pure and moving as a piano piece.

He nodded. "Well, I'm back. Why are you still up so late?"

Song Qingqian replied, "I'm waiting for you."

As soon as these words came out.

He Donglai's eyes behind the glass lens lit up instantly.

Like the brightest star in the night sky.

His hands hanging at his sides clenched silently, unclenched, and clenched again.

This man didn't blink or shake his hands while defusing a bomb.

But at this moment, I feel as helpless as that 17-year-old boy.

The beloved girl who is watching.

So I was at a loss.

He Donglai was so nervous that his palms were sweating.

His Adam's apple moved, and he suppressed his voice and pretended to be calm.

"What's the matter?"

Song Qingqian wasn't in much better shape either.

A thin pencil rolled back and forth in her palm, being constantly ravaged.

The two people were facing each other at a distance.

Song Qingqian seemed to be hesitant, so the room was silent. An awkward and subtle atmosphere was spreading silently.

Song Qingqian was also cowardly in his heart and wanted to back out.

But in the end.

She took a deep breath and took a step forward.

"Jiang Rou...she invited me to go to the back mountain to pick wild vegetables in two days. Do you think I can go?"

Song Qingqian's narrow, red-phoenix eyes opened wide.

Her eyes are not very dark, if you look closely you will find that they are light brown.

Brightly, she looked at He Donglai intently.