"Auntie really said that you must come back with me." Song Jiani looked up at Song Xuanhe, the red eyes on her pale face were particularly eye-catching: "Brother Xuanhe, you must believe me."
Song Xuanhe pulled Song Jiani away and held her hand tightly, saying calmly: "I know, but I have an appointment with Zhou Rong. Go back and tell my mother that I will be back later."
"Yes." Zhou Rong smiled and said, "Second Young Master and I have already made an appointment. Besides, we men are drinking, and it is not appropriate for a woman like you to come in. You should go back first."
"No, you have to leave here with me." Song Jiani only grabbed a few of Song Xuanhe's fingers, and her grip was so strong that her hand was shaking slightly, as if she wanted to break his fingers. She stared at Song Xuanhe with a pair of red eyes and said in a tearful voice: "Brother Xuanhe, as long as you leave with me today, I will not bother you anymore in the future, okay?"
Song Xuanhe frowned slightly. Zhou Rong's eyes darkened slightly, but his tone was somewhat teasing: "Jia Ni, you've already started controlling Xuanhe before you even married into the Song family. Are you planning to become a strict wife?"
"That's enough." Song Xuanhe pulled out his fingers and said meaningfully, "I know my limits. You don't have to worry about me. Go back and tell my mom. She won't blame you."
Song Jiani's eyelashes trembled, and she subconsciously raised her eyes to meet Song Xuanhe's gaze. Seeing that although he frowned slightly, there was no impatience in his eyes as before, her originally red eyes instantly overflowed with tears, and then, under the surprised looks of Song Xuanhe and Zhou Rong, she threw herself into Song Xuanhe's arms.
"Zhou Rong wants to harm you."
There was an almost inaudible sobbing sound coming from her arms. Song Xuanhe paused and patted her back. Zhou Rong felt as if she heard something. She turned to look at Song Xuanhe. Song Xuanhe nodded his chin slightly, pointed at the person in his arms, and showed a slightly impatient and helpless expression.
Zhou Rong's fear faded a little, and he smiled and said, "She's already crying, why don't you just go back with her."
"It's been so long since we last met. I promised you that I would not come back until I was drunk, so of course I have to fulfill my promise." Song Xuanhe patted Song Jiani's shoulder again after saying this: "I know what you are worried about. Don't worry, my mother knows my character and won't blame you. I'll ask someone to pick you up later."
Song Jiani hugged Song Xuanhe, shook her head in his arms, and said in a muffled voice: "If you don't leave, I won't leave."
Zhou Rong heard this and said, "She's crying so hard, let her stay. It won't affect your sleep anyway."
"We men are drinking, why is she staying here?" Song Xuanhe pulled Song Jiani away, looked at her face that was smudged with tears, and twitched his mouth. He took out a handkerchief from his pocket and stuffed it into her hand, saying, "Your makeup is all smudged, you look so ugly, go back quickly."
Song Jiani was stunned for a moment when she saw the handkerchief Song Xuanhe handed to her. She remembered that when she was taking etiquette class in high school, Song Xuanhe once said with disgust that a grown man would never do such a feminine thing as carrying a handkerchief with him, so why did he carry a handkerchief with him?
However, before she could feel strange, she heard Song Xuanhe's words that followed - your makeup is smudged, you look so ugly.
Song Jiani forgot everything in an instant. She took out a mirror to check her makeup immediately. When she found that her eye makeup was really smudged, her pale face changed again and again. Finally, it regained some color and she used a handkerchief to clean the smudged eye makeup.
"Go to the bathroom to touch up your makeup." Song Xuanhe pointed, "And leave after you're done."
Song Jiani paused, tightened her grip on the handkerchief, turned her head away so that Song Xuanhe could not see her face, and whispered, "I won't leave unless you come with me."
"She won't leave even though her makeup is ruined. It's obvious that we can't get her away." Zhou Rong said with a smile, "Let's let her stay with us."
Song Xuanhe pursed his lips, his eyes passed over the ear that Song Jiani could only vaguely see, suppressed the complexity in his eyes, and said in a calm voice: "Since you want to stay, stay, but don't meddle in our business."
Zhou Rong opened the door and said with a bright smile: "Come in."
Song Jiani glanced at Zhou Rong, then lowered her eyes and walked in.
After the three of them sat down, the atmosphere felt a little weird. The faint smell of alcohol floating in the air made the weirdness even more obvious.
"Jiani, there's some wine with a lower alcohol content over there." Zhou Rong said, "Go pick it yourself."
Song Jiani didn't even look at it and said directly: "I don't drink."
"Why don't you drink and come in to stare at us?" Zhou Rong asked with a smile.
"It's not appropriate for a girl like her to drink with two men like us." Song Xuanhe said calmly, "Just let her sit down and we'll drink our own."
Zhou Rong glanced at Song Jiani and poured wine for himself and Song Xuanhe: "Okay, let's continue."
"By the way, where were we just now?" Holding the wine glass, Zhou Rong asked, "Did I tell you that there would be another person coming besides the two of us?"
Song Xuanhe raised his eyes, glanced at Zhou Rong, shook his glass and said, "No."
"That's what I forgot."
Song Jiani opened her eyes wide in surprise and said, "Didn't you say it was just you, Xuanhe and Brother? How come there are others coming?"
Zhou Rong smiled and said, "Originally, I only invited the Second Young Master today, but someone knew about it and insisted on coming over, saying that he wanted to discuss something with the Second Young Master. I thought we all knew each other, so I let him come."
"Who is that person?" Song Jiani stared at Zhou Rong, her voice a little sharp.
Zhou Rong smiled and kept it a secret: "You'll know when he comes."
Seeing Zhou Rong's cheerful and upright smile, Song Jiani's face changed slightly. She stood up and walked to Song Xuanhe, grabbed his arm, and said, "Before, you said that I would drink with you only if it was you and Brother Xuanhe. I didn't expect there would be others. I don't like drinking with strangers. Brother Xuanhe, let's go now."
"Not a stranger." Zhou Rong raised his hand to stop Song Jiani and said, "In fact, you know him too, and you are quite familiar with him."
Song Jiani: "I don't want to drink with others even if I know them. I want to leave now. Are you going to stop me?"
Zhou Rong raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "From childhood to adulthood, you and Xuanhe have always called each other "Xuanhe brother" and you have a very soft temper. You call us by our first names and you get angry whenever you want. You don't look like someone who is likable at all. I really can't understand why Lu Chao likes you."
Song Jiani subconsciously looked at Song Xuanhe, and when she saw that he had no expression, her eyes darkened, and she said to Zhou Rong: "How should I know why he likes me? Anyway, I don't like him."
Hearing this, Zhou Rong's smiling face suddenly changed. The smile disappeared from his face and his eyes turned cold. "But he likes you and has done a lot for you because you are becoming less and less like him before."
"But I never asked him to do anything for me!" Song Jiani said, looking at Song Xuanhe nervously and explained, "Brother Xuanhe, as soon as I knew that Lu Chao liked me, I made it clear to him that I couldn't possibly like him. There is nothing between Lu Chao and me."
"You didn't ask him to do it, hahahaha..." Zhou Rong laughed a few times, staring at Song Jiani with a sinister look: "Yes, you didn't ask him to do it, but he was willing to do it for you, so he wanted to teach the eldest young master of the Xiao family a lesson. He had a falling out with Song Xuanhe because of you, which led to other people taking advantage of him when they saw that he no longer had the protection of the Song family. In the end, Lu Yue even entered his house, and he lost his life without a clue."
"All this..." Zhou Rong stepped forward, looked down at Song Jiani and said, "It's all because of you, Song Jiani. You killed Lu Chao."
Song Jiani trembled all over when she was looked at by Zhou Rong. She opened her mouth and wanted to speak, but could not utter a word because of fear. She could only subconsciously take a half step back. However, as soon as she moved back, she was pulled behind her by someone.
Song Xuanhe blocked Zhou Rong's sight. The indifference on his face was gone, replaced by a kind of cold calmness: "Lü Chao died while racing. It has nothing to do with Song Jiani."
"Why is it not related?" Zhou Rong looked up and met Song Xuanhe's gaze. Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something. He sneered and said, "I forgot that the culprit is not Song Jiani, but you."
After saying this, Zhou Rong stared closely at Song Xuanhe's expression, trying to find the expression change he expected to see on his face. However, Song Xuanhe seemed not to be moved by his words at all, and was not even surprised by his sudden change of expression. Instead, he raised his eyebrows with interest: "So you plan to avenge Lu Chao?"
Thinking of the last time they met Lu Chao, they agreed to come back and drink together, Zhou Rong clenched his fists. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Song Xuanhe's next sentence: "In what capacity?"
Zhou Rong was stunned, the sinister look on his face faded slightly, and a trace of confusion flashed across his eyes.
However, before he could figure out what was going on, Song Xuanhe asked again, "Who is the person you've been secretly in love with for Lu Chao for many years?"
Zhou Rong's expression was shocked. He looked at Song Xuanhe in astonishment and asked, "How did you know?"
Song Xuan looked at him with a hint of sarcasm in her tone: "You said that Song Jiani changed Lu Chao. Lu Chao did so many things he shouldn't have done for her. Isn't that the same for you?"
"Song Jiani is using Lu Chao, I am..."
"You think he doesn't know that you like him?" Song Xuanhe opened his eyes slightly, his clear eyes were as clean as the purest baby, but he said something that made Zhou Rong's eyes burst with anger: "He knows, not only does he know, but he also feels disgusted, so disgusted that he wants to break up with you."
"You're lying!" Zhou Rong yelled, clenched his fists and rushed over to hit Song Xuanhe: "Shut up!"
Song Xuanhe pushed Song Jiani onto the sofa and dodged Zhou Rong's fist by moving sideways, but was hit on the corner of his mouth because he was a moment late. He wiped the corner of his mouth casually and counterattacked with a hook punch without mercy.
The two of them immediately started fighting. Song Jiani turned pale with shock. When she saw Zhou Rong stretching his legs and about to trip Song Xuanhe, she screamed in shock: "Brother Xuanhe, be careful!"
Song Xuanhe could have avoided Zhou Rong's outstretched leg, but Song Jiani's scream startled him and he stopped moving, and was thrown to the ground by Zhou Rong.
When Zhou Rong's other fist came at him, Song Xuanhe dodged while saying in his mind: [I knew that keeping Song Jiani would cause a hundred times more trouble. 】
System: [My data tells me that if you hadn’t pushed Song Jiani on the sofa just now, there would have been a 95% chance that you could have subdued Zhou Rong, and the chance that Zhou Rong could reach Song Jiani was less than 8.56%. You didn’t have to push her away. 】
Song Xuanhe bent his legs and kicked away Zhou Rong who was rushing towards him, and replied: [What do you want to say? 】
[I want to say that since the last time you beat Song Jiabao and changed your file, I have changed your file again, and your danger level has been changed from S to C. 】
What does this prove? 】
【prove……】
The system was a little confused. Its data could not tell it what this proved. It just seemed to have proved something, but more data and time were needed to analyze it.
However, just as it was about to collect more data, it suddenly sensed different heat fluctuations: [Hurry up! I sensed someone outside! 】
The author has something to say: Song Xuanhe: What can this prove?
Xiao Yuanmu: Prove that you are cute.
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