Chapter 163 Straightforward Love
Song Lan was afraid that his parents would notice, so he quickly nudged him with his elbow as a reminder.
As a result, when he was touched, Lin Huo swayed his body and was about to fall to the ground.
He quickly reached out to support him, and then shouted to Song Ci: "Lin Huo seems drunk, help him to the guest room next door to rest."
Tian'er was the strongest, and she carried Lin Huo away. The grown man seemed to have no weight in her hands, and she threw him onto the bed in the guest room with just a few big strides.
"Go get some water and ask Wanxiang to make some sobering soup." Song Ci quickly gave the order.
Song Lao San felt a little embarrassed and asked from behind, "If I had known this kid couldn't drink, I wouldn't have forced him to drink."
"Really?" Song Ci asked back with a smile.
"This kid is also a simple-minded person." Song Lao San laughed a few times, his mouth full of alcohol.
He just poured three full cups, and Lin Huo drank them without thinking. Song Lao San thought he had a good alcohol tolerance, but this is the result?
I just got drunk.
He returned to the table still mumbling, "Kid, if you can't drink, just say so."
Qiao Xianglan gave him a cold look without any regard: "You are in high spirits. The child sees you as his elder. How can he not drink the wine you poured?"
Having said that, she really felt that Lin Huo had a good temper and was respectful.
And during the dinner today, she seemed to have discovered something inadvertently. This boy seemed to have taken a fancy to her little daughter, and there was a smile in his eyes. She glanced at Song Lao San, and seeing that he was in a good mood, she resisted the urge to tell him about it.
If he knew this, he would probably kick Lin Huo out right away because of how much he liked her just now.
In the guest room, after wiping his face and drinking some sobering soup, Lin Huo's smell of alcohol was mostly gone.
He propped himself up and sat up, "Thank you for taking care of me."
Song Ci smiled, raised her hand to pour a glass of water and handed it over, "It's all my dad's fault. He insisted on dragging you to drink. You should have refused him directly."
"Uncle Song is an elder, he's in high spirits, and I don't want to spoil his fun."
"He's really in high spirits tonight. He's already drunk half a bottle of wine."
His eyes swept over the book that Song Ci casually placed on the table, and he became interested. "You like to read travelogues."
Looking at the book, Song Ci nodded, with a hint of longing in his eyes. "Since I can't go out, it's not bad to read a travelogue. It records the styles and customs of various places, which are very novel."
"To be honest, I've always wanted to travel. When I was in high school, I wanted to travel for a while."
Song Ci's eyes were full of envy, "Where do you want to go?"
"Head north," Lin Huo said without hesitation. "I heard that the people there raise horses and cattle for a living. I want to go and see."
Looking up at Song Ci's sparkling eyes, he suddenly felt an itch in his throat and couldn't help asking, "Miss Song San, do you want to travel with me?"
"Ah..." Song Ci was stunned for a few seconds, not understanding what he meant.
Mustering his courage, Lin Huo looked serious and said, "I like Miss Song San. If you are willing, I am willing to marry you after high school and take you on a trip. We can go wherever you want to go."
Suddenly, the boy made a straightforward and passionate confession at an unexpected time for Song Ci.
Her head seemed to be stuffed with a ball of cotton, and she was unable to recover.
"You don't have to answer me now. I've been thinking about this for a long time, and I really can't help but say it. I admire your character and style, Miss Song Ci. I also have my own ambitions, and I know that you are not an ordinary girl. No matter what you want to do in the future, I will always support you and help you."
As if he had mustered up all his courage, Lin Huo spoke out everything without hesitation.
When he met Song Ci's gaze, there was hope in his eyes.
I know that the other party will not give an answer immediately, not to mention that Song Ci is only fifteen years old now.
He can wait, he has plenty of patience and time.
"I..." Song Ci said in a low voice, "I appreciate your kindness, but I'm not considering marriage for the time being."
Lin Huo was very happy that he was not rejected directly.
As long as there is hope, he has confidence.
After resting for a while, Lin Huo stood up and said goodbye. Before leaving, he reminded Song Lan of the key points to review, and then left with peace of mind.
Song Lan scratched his head in confusion. Why did he become more strict with himself after getting drunk?
Song Ci stared blankly at Lin Huo's departing back. She never expected that Lin Huo actually liked her and even said bluntly that he wanted to marry her.
If she had faced such a person and such straightforward love in her previous life, she would definitely be moved and would agree after considering it.
But now, the more she carries, the more cautious she becomes with every step and every decision she makes.
"Xiaoci, what are you thinking about?" Song Lan rubbed his arms. "It's a bit cold at night, go back to the room."
"good."
...
"Princess, everything we found out... is here."
Shen Qingman picked up the paper and looked at it. She used force in her hand to crumple the paper into a ball, threw it on the ground and stepped on it. Then she stood up and gave the maid a loud slap in the face.
"Is that what you told me, not to worry?"
The maid covered her face in fear, "But, but what we have investigated, that the young lady of the Song family knows Mr. Pei, doesn't mean anything else..."
"You don't know Pei Ji's personality, don't you think I don't know it?" Shen Qingman was almost laughing out of anger, "I have helped Song Ci several times, why isn't he so kind normally?"
Her sharp nails dug into her flesh, and she felt indescribable resentment and anger in her heart.
He had initially thought Song Rouxi was just using someone else's knife to kill someone, making up stories. However, upon investigation, he discovered some clues. Song Ci had appeared out of nowhere right under his nose, and Pei Ji was a bit concerned.
How could she not be angry?
Is it true that a person as bright as the moon hanging high in the sky like Pei Ji is worthy of a family like the Song family?
...
I just made spring clothes and summer is here in the blink of an eye.
The weather has been getting hotter recently, so Song Ci and Qiao Xianglan went out to look for some cool fabrics to make clothes.
There were not many people in the cloth shop. Qiao Xianglan was taken inside by the shopkeeper, while Song Ci stayed outside to look at the dazzling array of cloths.
One of them is particularly eye-catching. Its color and texture are both top-notch. Hanging in such a conspicuous place, it is obvious that it is very expensive.
She just stretched out her hand to pick it up and have a look, but another hand snatched it away first.
Song Ci looked up and saw the person in front of her lazily opening his thin lips, "This fabric is okay. It's good enough to take it back and make a few clothes for the servants."
Shen Qingman.
Song Ci heard the nagging meaning in her words, but didn't insist and turned to walk in another direction.
"Miss Song."
Song Ci turned around after being called, and said calmly, "I wonder what the princess wants."
Shen Qingman's eyes moved across her face, a hint of jealousy flashed across her face, and her tone was not polite at all.
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