"Then have you ever thought that if you don't marry Han Yan, Mr. Li might expose the past events." Tang Yiming lowered his eyes and glanced at the woman in his arms, with a little more pity in his eyes, "I'm afraid your mother will be hurt a second time."
Tang Yu tightened his hands on the steering wheel, his voice cold, "The descendants of the Li family have no male heirs to take charge of the overall situation. For so many years, they have been relying on our Tang family. If he dares to do this, he must think carefully about the consequences!"
Tang Yiming sighed, "I hope so."
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There were originally four people in the restaurant, but now, only Li Hanyan was left sitting there alone. The tables around her were occupied by loving couples or lovers, which formed a sharp contrast with her loneliness.
She sat there stiffly, feeling desolate inside.
She lost to her own niece. She was poached by her own niece. There is probably nothing more ridiculous than this in the world!
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Until 10 o'clock in the evening, Tang Yu did not call Song Zhixing again. Song Zhixing was no longer in the mood to study, so he climbed into bed, feeling a little sad, and kept tossing and turning in bed, unable to fall asleep. Since they were going to talk about marriage today, what would it be like? The second uncle also said that he had actually considered marrying his aunt as his wife. Moreover, he could bring his aunt to meet his parents, so why did she make a request, but was told that there was no rush
Song Zhixing's mind was in a mess.
Chen Cheng climbed onto her bed and slept next to her back. She held Chen Cheng's hands and put them around her waist.
Chen Cheng gossiped with a lecherous look in his eyes, "Hey, you and your second uncle, do you usually sleep like this?"
"What do you mean by usual? We only slept together that one night." When Song Zhixing mentioned this, she grumbled shyly, then lowered her tone and said with some frustration: "Don't mention him..."
"What happened again? I noticed that you have been absent-minded since you answered the call from your aunt. You didn't even eat dinner properly. Is it related to your second uncle again?"
Song Zhixing sighed, turned around, and looked at Chen Cheng with dim eyes, "My second uncle is with my aunt now..."
"Is this a date or a business talk?"
"Is it a date?" Song Zhixing bit her lip, feeling extremely depressed. "Not only the two of them are here, but also my second uncle's parents. My aunt said that they are discussing marriage tonight."
"Are you really talking about marriage? What about you? What are you going to do? Your second uncle won't seduce you and not take responsibility for you, right?"
"Who wants him to be responsible?" Song Zhixing muttered, snorted, and said angrily: "We haven't done anything yet, and we are not even in a relationship. Why should he be responsible for nothing?"
Even though I said that, I didn't feel any better at all.
Chen Cheng looked at her unhappy face and nudged her with his elbow, "Are you sad?"
Song Zhixing lay down, thinking that her chest would feel better. However, she found that her chest was still heavy, as if a huge rock was pressing on it. Chen Cheng also lay down, "Before, you told me that you didn't like your second uncle, but now your second uncle is with your aunt, and you are jealous. I see that you not only like him, but you like him terribly."
Song Zhixing wanted to refute Chen Cheng's words, but when his lips moved, what he said was: "Cheng Cheng, could it be that... am I really jealous?"
"Um!"
"So... I really like my second uncle?"
Chen Cheng rolled his eyes at her and said, "Is there any need to say this? If you didn't like it, would you let him kiss you, sleep with him, and plant so many strawberries on your neck?"
Speaking of this, Song Zhixing was a little embarrassed, "... Then I didn't volunteer before."
"You dare to say later that you weren't half-hearted?"
Song Zhixing pulled her hair, lay on the bed, and hid her face deeply in the pillow. Later, she was more than half-hearted. In fact, she was very willing.
so…
She really had feelings for her second uncle. But, at this moment, her second uncle was with her aunt.
This was too much! She was attracted to him, but he brought his parents and aunt to discuss marriage! Moreover, he didn't even bring her to meet his parents!
Song Zhixing's mind was filled with the images of her second uncle and aunt, as well as Tang Yu's words "no rush" on the phone. The more she thought about it, the more she felt anxious and restless.
She fished out her cell phone from under her pillow and dialed the number of her "Second Uncle". She wanted to call him. After considering it, she was about to put it down when her cell phone suddenly rang.
The ringtone seemed particularly abrupt in such a quiet night. When Song Zhixing saw the flashing words on the screen, she suddenly felt even sadder. She had been waiting for him to call her, but when he called her, she was angry and didn't want to answer the call so quickly. It would be better for him to have a taste of her impatience just now.
Chen Cheng also glanced at the screen and saw that she was angry. "Don't answer it?"
"I don't want to answer it."
"Okay, stop being so stubborn. I don't know your—if your uncle really hangs up the phone in a while, and you don't call me, you'll regret it so much that your intestines will turn green."
Chen Cheng's words really hit Song Zhixing's heart. She glanced at him again, her fingers already itching to move. In the end, her pride and reserve failed miserably, and she picked up the phone. She just pressed it to her ear and said nothing.
"Come downstairs, I'm downstairs in your dormitory." Tang Yu's voice came from the other end of the phone. His tone was still unquestionable.
Song Zhixing was stunned. He actually came directly to her school? She almost wanted to get up and go downstairs immediately, but shouldn't she be angry? If she was so obedient, it would seem too useless.
Thinking of this, she suppressed the impulse and said, "I'm already asleep. I think you should go back, Uncle."
"The lights are still on." Tang Yu only said four words.
Song Zhixing reached out to the switch on the wall and turned off the dormitory light directly, "It's not on now."
Tang Yu's breathing became heavier, but he didn't say anything. When he stopped talking, Song Zhixing felt awkward, not knowing how to end the situation. Finally, she said, "Then... I'm hanging up."
She thought Tang Yu would definitely try to keep her, or at least threaten her like he usually did, saying something like "hang up the phone and try." However, in the end, Tang Yu just said "hmm" indifferently.
Song Zhixing was holding his cell phone here, looking really messy.
Hmm! Not only did he not try to persuade her to stay, he even said "Hmm" so calmly and quietly! If she didn't hang up now, she would lose face.
But... Actually, she didn't really want to hang up the phone! She still wanted to hear how he explained it to her!