The meeting room was silent.
Although the staff of the Finance Department did not hear clearly what Song Shu and Qin Lou said before, the two sentences that Qin Lou said after he leaned back in his chair came into their ears word for word - everyone present heard it clearly.
…But what kind of lewd words are those
The staff members sitting at the long conference table looked at each other with subtle expressions.
Song Shu was also choked by Qin Lou's words.
She found herself increasingly underestimating the thickness of Qin Lou's skin, and increasingly overestimating his bottom line - she could not rule out the possibility that the two were changing in increasingly profound ways.
Although Song Shu wanted to teach Qin Lou a lesson, it was absolutely inappropriate at this moment: the meeting room was very quiet, and all the employees in the Finance Department, whether openly or secretly, were clearly focusing on the two of them.
If she didn't react, people would misunderstand her, and if she reacted in the wrong way, people would misunderstand her even more.
After standing still for two seconds, Song Shu took a deep breath and closed the meeting minutes book in front of her. She stood up with a smile on her face, then leaned forward slightly and came in front of Qin Lou.
Qin Lou watched Song Shu approach with his own eyes, and his dark eyes sparkled more and more.
Song Shu saw it clearly—her figure was reflected in those peach blossom eyes, and the emotions that were almost overflowing were clearly joy, anticipation, and excitement that were difficult to control.
…this madman.
Song Shu couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
Then she stopped bending over, raised her hands and stretched them towards Qin Lou.
The gazes from all directions in the conference room were so bright that they almost materialized. Everyone's curiosity could not be suppressed and was almost jumping out of their eyes.
Under their gazes, Song Shu pinched the collar of Qin Lou's shirt with her slender left fingertips, slowly smoothed it, and then adjusted it to the position of the tie knot. Her right hand pulled the tie, and then pulled it in forcefully.
"Ahem... ahem..."
The defenseless Qin Lou rolled over to the side and began to cough with a low hissing sound.
There was a sudden silence in the meeting room.
When everyone came to their senses, the male employees felt the same way and reached out to touch their Adam's apples with lingering fear.
Song Shu clapped his hands, stood up, and smiled indifferently, "Boss Qin, after all, I am not your personal assistant. You should learn how to tie a tie yourself. Otherwise, I am so unfamiliar with it that I won't know how to control my strength. What will you do if I strangle you next time?"
Qin Lou leaned on the armrest of the chair, half bent over, and coughed for a long time before he slowly calmed down. Before he raised his head, his laughter, which was a little hoarse due to the violent coughing, had already sounded.
Unbridled, joyful, and uncontrollably excited—a real madman.
The expressions of the employees gradually became subtle and evasive.
Qin Lou turned over and slowly leaned back in the chair. He looked up at the girl standing upright in front of him. His thin lips were red from coughing, and a smile appeared at the corners of his lips.
"The Adam's apple is very likely to be fatal. Aren't you afraid of strangling me to death?"
Song Shu's eyes flickered slightly.
After a few seconds, she bent her eyes and smiled gently: "Don't worry, Mr. Qin, I still have some sense of propriety."
"Of course I'm relieved. Why should I be worried?" Qin Lou raised his hand and slowly loosened his tie, with a wild and handsome smile on his face. "... I'm relieved even if I die in your hands."
“—”
The smile on Song Shu's face suddenly froze.
After a moment, the false impression of a gentle smile slipped away from Song Shu's clean and pretty face, and she slowly frowned. "That word is unlucky, take it back."
The sudden cold tone was full of the queen's style and could not be refused. The huge contrast made the staff in the conference room stunned. This time they finally couldn't help it. Even though they were a little afraid of meeting Qin Lou's eyes, they still raised their eyes carefully.
But before their eyes could even fix on Qin Lou, everyone heard that voice, which had always been so unbridled that no one cared, now sounded very "well-behaved" and without any hesitation.
"Then I take it back."
Staff: “… ?”
Is this still their crazy boss who has the final say
When the old-fashioned clock in the conference room struck half an hour, everyone came back to their senses.
Before they had time to watch more of the show, the meeting officially began.
The Finance Department's summary and outlook meeting lasted nearly two hours before it ended. When they adjourned the meeting, there were less than five minutes left until 11:30.
The senior executives in the department had no choice but to observe Qin Lou's expression throughout the whole process, but his true emotions could not be judged from his face, so even though Qin Lou had a smile on his face, the Minister of Finance still walked over carefully.
"Boss Qin, we are done here. Do you have any instructions or...?"
Qin Lou looked back at Song Shu who was packing up the meeting minutes behind him. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Assistant Song, have you finished taking the meeting minutes?"
Even though he knew Qin Lou was asking knowingly, Song Shu nodded and said, "I've finished sorting it out."
Qin Lou turned back and said, "Then you guys go have lunch. It's time to get off work at noon. Assistant Song can just stay here and discuss the meeting with me."
Song Shu: “.”
The Minister of Finance looked at Song Shu gratefully, as if he had been pardoned. "Then are President Qin and Assistant Song discussing this in the conference room?"
Qin Lou nodded casually, "Well, let's not move to the 22nd floor, to save the trouble."
"Okay, then President Qin and Assistant Song, please do as you please. We will adjourn the meeting now."
"Um."
"… "
The employees couldn't wait to leave this space where they felt stressed and suffocated because of someone's presence, and they filed out of the front and back doors of the conference room.
After a few dozen seconds, Qin Lou and Song Shu were the only ones left in the office.
The front and back doors of the conference room were very "considerately" closed by the staff of the Finance Department. The conference rooms of Vio Capital are also soundproofed - after closing the door, the room seems to have entered another world, and there is no sound at all.
If someone else was there, they might feel awkward because of the quiet solitude. However, for Qin Lou and Song Shu, who were already accustomed to being alone with each other, this obviously did not pose a problem.
But it's not... completely without problems.
Song Shugang had just roughly checked the contents of his meeting minutes from beginning to end, and then signed to confirm the meeting time and recorder, when he felt that the light in front of him was suddenly cut by about three quarters.
Song Shu paused his pen and raised his eyes.
The Finance Department is on the 18th floor of the VIO building. Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows is a relatively open upper-middle space in the high-rise area with plenty of light.
However, at this moment, the electronic blackout curtains in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows were slowly falling with a "click" sound - most of the light began to be driven outside.
Song Shu turned around and looked at the control hub area of the conference room.
Qin Lou stood there, his hands in his trouser pockets, leaning lazily against the wall, as if he had finally waited for Song Shu's "favor" and attention. He pulled out his hand and waved at Song Shu.
The expression is both happy and crazy.
Song Shu stared at him expressionlessly for two seconds, then she closed the meeting minutes book in front of her, then quickly stood up and walked towards the front door.
Qin Lou was still leaning against the wall, looking at her with his head tilted with a smile on his face, not showing any intention of stopping her.
Song Shu's pace slowed down hesitantly.
"… You locked the door?"
Qin Lou stood up straight, swinging his long legs and walking towards her lazily, "Guess what."
Song Shu looked up and down, "Where is the key hidden?"
Qin Lou thought about it, raised the corner of his mouth, and slowly raised his hands, "Why don't you come over here and search me?"
Song Shu: “.”
During the period of Song Shu's silence, Qin Lou had already walked slowly towards her with his hands raised.
When they were at a certain distance, he suddenly lowered his hand, clamped the girl in front of him, and without giving Song Shu any time to react, he turned her half a circle and pressed her against the long conference table.
Song Shu came back to her senses, and frowned slightly on her emotionless face. She held the meeting minutes book and spoke slowly and clearly: "Boss Qin, this is the company's meeting room, and also the meeting room of the Finance Department - what do you want to do?"
"Although this is the company, it's time to get off work now." Qin Lou gestured to the floor clock in the corner, "So now is private time, and this is my place, I can do whatever I want."
Song Shu: “.”
"As for what I wanted to do," Qin Lou laughed hoarsely, leaning forward slightly, "I just closed the curtains, haven't you guessed it yet?"
Song Shu's grip on the minutes book slowly tightened. She tensed her expression and turned away to avoid Qin Lou's close breath. "Mr. Qin, you're overthinking. I didn't guess. And it's almost lunch time. If Mr. Qin has nothing else to do, I'll go first—"
"You really don't know?" Qin Lou didn't finish his words and suddenly kissed the white earlobe in front of him.
"!" Song Shu's figure froze.
Qin Lou laughed softly, "Do you understand now?"
Song Shu turned back, her fair cheeks already stained with an unconcealable amount of bright pink, and her eyes were filled with tears that were unclear whether from pain or anger.
Qin Lou's eyes darkened.
"If you don't know, forget it. I'll tell you." Qin Lou leaned down and completely embraced the girl in front of him. He reached out to untie her hairband, rubbed the black hair and held it in front of him and sniffed it. The faint violet scent was refreshing.
Qin Lou smiled happily, "Didn't I say before the meeting that I want to take advantage of you..." Qin Lou paused, thought about it, and changed the tone of the words he was about to say. He laughed dumbly, "Assistant Qin Qing."
Song Shu was stunned by this title.
After a moment, she realized what was going on. On her blank face, a hint of disgust flashed deep in her beautiful almond-shaped eyes.
Song Shu pursed her lips and said nothing.
Qin Lou lowered his head and kissed her, "Now it's your turn to speak."
"say what."
Qin Lou: "Well, you're just my assistant. I shouldn't treat you like this. If you get any closer, you'll call for help."
Song Shu: “.”
Song Shu couldn't help wanting to hold his forehead, but unfortunately he was holding the meeting minutes book in his hand and was being held down by someone, so he couldn't move at all.
She frowned, "I told you not to watch those messed up TV shows."
Qin Lou lowered his voice, "Little clam, hurry up and say your lines."
"don't want."
"Please?"
"..." Song Shu looked up with a dull face, "You're only asking for this kind of thing, don't you think you're being a little cheap?"
"If the target is you, then I can ask for anything. Do you want to hear it?" Qin Lou said without hesitation.
Song Shu was speechless.
Qin Lou moved closer and said, "Little clam..." The last syllable of his words sounded very aggrieved.
Song Shu couldn't bear his pleading, and turned away uncomfortably, reciting the lines with a tense expression and no emotion, "Mr. Qin, don't come any closer. If you come any closer, I'll call for help."
Qin Lou smiled happily, "It's no use calling for help. The conference room is soundproofed and I've locked the door. No one can hear you calling for help."
Song Shu: “…”
Song Shu lowered his voice with a headache, "Are you childish, Qin Lou?"
Qin Lou just urged her, "It's your turn to speak your lines. Have you guessed the script?"
"Can you please not tell me if you didn't guess it?"
"No, then I'll teach you."
"..." Song Shu imagined that it would be even more difficult to escape from this sea of suffering. She could only sigh silently in submission, and then said in accordance with the script she had guessed Qin Lou's words, "Mr. Qin already has a girlfriend, please respect yourself."
Seeing his little clam with a look of despair and expressionless face, and still acting with him, Qin Lou couldn't help but want to laugh, but he held it back halfway. He tightened his expression and deliberately kissed the girl's lips playfully.
"What's wrong with having a girlfriend? I don't want you to be my girlfriend. I just want to take advantage of you."
Song Shu: “…” It turns out this is a story about a scumbag cheating on his girlfriend.
Qin Lou laughed, "Do you know what the unspoken rules are, Assistant Qin Qing?"
Song Shukong kept his expression steady as he played the innocent and pure role of a little white flower, and continued, "I don't know."
"Unspoken rule means sleeping with you." Qin Lou couldn't help but curl his lips after saying this, "When I said I wanted to have unspoken rule with you, I meant I wanted to sleep with you - then do you know what sleeping with you means?"
Song Shu: “.”
Song Shu looked up lazily at Qin Lou, "Boss Qin, what's in your head right now? Tons of yellow waste?"
Qin Lou laughed, but soon recovered. "If you don't know, let me explain it to you. Sleeping has two meanings. The first is to just chat under the quilt, which is what my girlfriend and I do. The second is much simpler and can be described in two words. That's what I want to do with you."
Song Shu couldn't stand it anymore and kicked Qin Lou's calf, "Stop it."
"Who made trouble with you?" Qin Lou pressed on Song Shu, squeezing out the last bit of room for movement. His slightly burning breath blew beside Song Shu's ear. "I am seriously planning to sleep with you, Assistant Qin Qing. I heard that you have a boyfriend too, so I'll be careful not to let him find out."
"!" Song Shu finally couldn't help but blushing, and she pushed the meeting minutes book in her hand in front of Qin Lou. Song Shu pushed him away and gritted her teeth, "Qin Lou, this is a meeting room, there is a limit to your noise."
"… "
Seeing that Little Clam was really not going to cooperate with him, Qin Lou could only step away with regret, "You are too shameless, Clam."
Song Shu gritted his teeth and said, "You are too shameless and have such a low standard!"
"Really?"
Qin Lou thought about it and waved his hand indifferently.
"It's okay. I'll make you like acting in plays in the future."
“… You’re dreaming.”
"We'll continue next time."
"… "
"If you don't like it, we can change the script."
“… … ”
Song Shu, with a red face, walked stiffly towards the front door of the conference room, "Give me the key."
Qin Lou's innocent voice came from behind her, "I didn't lock the door."
"—?" Song Shu opened his eyes wide in disbelief and looked back at Qin Lou, "Aren't you afraid that someone will come in during the process?"
Qin Lou walked up calmly, "They don't dare. And even if they get in by mistake, I will stop you. My little clam, they won't be able to see even a trace of my tail."
“… … ”
Song Shu was so angry that he wanted to kick the person in front of him out of the room.
The last two days before the New Year’s Eve holiday passed in a flash.
Early on New Year's Eve, Song Shu woke up and before getting out of bed he found an "unknown object" next to him that had appeared out of nowhere.
After a few seconds of silence, Song Shu chose to ignore it and went to the bathroom in the suite to wash up in his pajamas.
About thirty seconds later, the unidentified creature also appeared in her bathroom, and it skillfully swooped over Song Shu from behind the second it appeared, with its furry head rubbing against the girl's neck where her long hair was spread out - the kind that couldn't be torn off even with a tear.
Song Shu froze for two seconds, put down the hand holding the toothbrush, and pushed the head beside his shoulder with the other hand.
"Didn't I lock the door last night?"
Qin Lou yawned lazily, "I climbed in through the window after you fell asleep."
Song Shu's figure stiffened slightly.
Although she lived on the second floor of the old house, the ceiling of the main building here has always been very high, and the second floor is close to the third floor of a normal building.
Besides, the ground outside the main building was covered with cement tiles, flowers and trees, and there was not even a spot with only soft grass and dirt...
Song Shu frowned, turned around and looked towards Qin Lou.
"I've told you before, heights are dangerous, you're not allowed to go up there again."
Qin Lou instinctively came over and kissed the girl on the mouth, "Hmm, it tastes like spearmint."
Song Shu looked at him expressionlessly, his eyes cold.
Qin Lou had no choice but to admit his mistake and said, "I won't climb again in the future."
"..." Song Shu's brows relaxed a little, he turned back to face the mirror and raised the toothbrush again.
Qin Lou asked: "Then can I sleep outside the door?"
Song Shu's half-raised hand froze in the air.
After a few seconds she dropped her eyes, "I won't lock the door tomorrow."
There was a smile in Qin Lou's eyes.
After holding back for a few seconds, he couldn't hold it back anymore, and hugged the girl from behind, leaning against her long hair and laughing hoarsely -
"You know I did it on purpose, but you can't help but go along with me, little clam."
"… "
Song Shu bit his toothbrush and said nothing.
The ears hidden in the long hair turned red little by little.
Half an hour later, the two went to the restaurant downstairs to have breakfast.
The three meals in the Qin family's old house were prepared according to Qin Lou and Song Shu's schedule. As soon as they went downstairs and sat in the dining room, the servants had already pushed the dining cart and placed the breakfast in front of them at the most suitable temperature.
The butler came up and set the knives and forks for the two of them. After he was done, he stepped aside with a kind smile and asked, "Master, Miss Song Shu, tonight is New Year's Eve. Do you have any plans?"
Song Shu stopped moving.
Qin Lou lowered his eyes, his emotions were calm, "Arrangements? For example."
"Do we need to set up a fireworks display outside? Or, would you like to take Miss Song to the river on a yacht to celebrate the New Year?"
Qin Lou thought for a moment and said, "It's too cold on the river. I might as well hold Little Clam Shell and sleep in the quilt." After saying that, he raised his eyes and said with a half-smile, "Little Clam Shell, what do you think?"
Song Shu ignored him and ate his breakfast calmly. "If you have nothing to do tonight, please go back with me."
Qin Lou paused.
After a moment, he narrowed his eyes slightly.
Qin Lou certainly knew where Song Shu was going to go back to. After all, in this world, the only place Song Shu could go back to, besides where he was, was Qin Qing's home.
What Qin Lou knew more clearly was that, according to the information he received, Old Man Qin had always lived next door to Qin Qing's parents.
It's just like "waiting for the rabbit to come to you".
Under such circumstances, letting Qin Lou "fall into the trap" was obviously something he didn't want to do.
Qin Lou thought for a few seconds and asked, "How about bringing them to the old house?"
"They won't come." Song Shu raised his eyes, his delicate face showing no emotion, "Besides, the housekeeper and the others are also going back to celebrate the New Year - you're not giving them a holiday at this time, are you a Zhou Baopi?"
"Ah," Qin Lou turned around and looked at the housekeeper, "Is that so?"
The housekeeper quickly said: "Everything should be based on the arrangements of the young master and Miss Song Shu. This is our responsibility."
Song Shu calmly replied, "The old house will be closed from today onwards. You can come back on the seventh day of the first lunar month. You can stay or go as you like during this period. You can also bring your family here - they can use the annex as they like."
The housekeeper looked at Song Shu in surprise, "The conditions given by the young lady are a bit too generous."
"Everyone has worked hard for a year, and this is what we deserve." Song Shu raised his eyes and looked at Qin Lou, "What do you think?"
Qin Lou was looking at her with his chin propped up. Hearing this, the corner of his mouth curled up, "I'll listen to you. You have the final say in any place with the surname Qin."
Qin Lou paused and added:
"Yeah, that's me too."
Song Shu: “.”
Song Shu lowered his head to eat and said expressionlessly, "By the way, whoever cleans up the garbage last, send him to the non-recyclable category."
"… "
The butler beside him couldn't help laughing.
Qin Lou didn't dare to flirt anymore and lowered his head "aggrieved".
Near noon, Qin Lou accompanied Song Shu back to Qin Qing's parents' home.
This time, they received a call from Song Shu in advance. When they arrived, Qin Yuzheng and Mei Jinghan had been waiting at home for a long time.
Qin Lou and Song Shu had just parked the car when the gate outside the townhouse was pushed open. Qin Yuzheng was standing in the middle of the steps, and Mei Jinghan came out to greet him with a joyful smile.
"Nannan, why did you arrive so late? Was there a traffic jam on the road?"
"Yeah, it's a bit congested."
Song Shu stepped forward, and Qin Lou had already taken out the gift box from the trunk and walked up to Mei Jinghan.
"Hello, aunt." Qin Lou probably looked the most well-behaved in his life at this moment. He stood there with his eyes downcast, holding the gift box, looking gentle and harmless.
A neighbor who lived in the same row happened to pass by the path and stopped not far away, "Sister Mei, is your daughter back?"
"Ah, yes," Mei Jinghan quickly patted Song Shu's arm, "Nannan, say hello to Aunt Qu. Aunt Qu lives in the row behind us."
Song Shu obediently turned around and greeted him, and Qin Lou naturally followed suit.
As soon as he finished greeting, the old lady's eyes lit up, "Hey, who is...?"
Song Shu was about to speak when Mei Jinghan suddenly interrupted him, "My son-in-law."
"Ah? You're already married?" Aunt Qu immediately showed a disappointed expression.
"Not yet, but we're getting married next year. We're not young anymore, so we can't put it off."
"Oh, does he have any colleagues or classmates? I see he's a very good-looking guy, so he should have made a lot of friends, right? Here I am..."
Song Shu and Qin Lou stood by for a long time before they heard Mei Jinghan finally finish dealing with Aunt Qu and turn around to come back.
Facing the two people's subtle and strange looks, Mei Jinghan's polite smile froze and she was embarrassed for two seconds, "Ah, this is not me trying to match you two up, it's that Old Qu wants to introduce a suitable young man to her daughter every day. If I hadn't said that just now, she would definitely be thinking about it. Her daughter is actually one year younger than you, Nannan. You are not in a hurry, and I don't know why they are in a hurry..."
Mei Jinghan paused and said, "Oh, I don't mean to rush you two. We don't care about your affairs as young people. We don't care."
Qin Lou suppressed his laughter and lowered his eyes slightly.
Song Shunan was somewhat embarrassed. She glanced at Qin Lou lightly as a warning, then turned back and said, "It's okay, Mom. Let's go back."
"Why."
At noon, the family prepared a simple home-cooked meal, and Qin Lou accompanied Qin Yuzheng to drink a few glasses. Qin Yuzheng was not good at drinking, and after lunch, his face was flushed and he was chased away by Mei Jinghan to take a nap in the house.
Qin Lou drank as much as Qin Yuzheng, but there was no sign of it on his face.
Mei Jinghan saw him carrying a plate into the kitchen, glanced at him and asked casually, "Xiao Qin has a good alcohol tolerance, did you learn it at the drinking table?"
Qin Lou thought about it carefully and said, "It should be innate."
"…" It was rare to see such an "honest" person. Mei Jinghan was choked for two seconds before looking back at Qin Lou with a bit of amusement. "Put the plate in the sink."
Qin Lou responded and put it down obediently.
Mei Jinghan came over and said, "You didn't seem very skilled the last time I saw you. Can you wash the dishes?"
"… "
Qin Lou was silent.
As the youngest leader in the history of the Qin family, the Qin Group has been thriving under his leadership. In terms of ability, planning and vision, Qin Lou can be confident that no one of his age can compare with him.
But when it comes to washing dishes...
General Manager Qin silently took off the two cufflinks that together could buy an entire dishwasher production factory, and put them aside, obedient but strong:
"I can learn."
When Song Shu came in, she heard these words. Seeing Qin Lou rolling up his sleeves and preparing to go to the sink to wash the dishes, she couldn't help but bent her eyes and smiled.
"Mom, please stop teasing him."
Song Shu came over and put down the bowl that Qin Lou had picked up. She looked at Mei Jinghan and smiled helplessly: "Didn't I tell you on the phone last time that he was born as a young master. Except for the hardship he suffered when he was a child, he has never done anything. How could he do something like washing dishes?"
Qin Lou also tried to earn some points for himself with his future mother-in-law: "But I learn things quickly, aunt."
Song Shu stretched out his hand to push him away a little, then turned back with a smile.
"Mom, he doesn't need to learn this, and it's not his strong suit - you might as well let him pick a stock for you."
Mei Jinghan sighed, "It's what you said that makes me feel uneasy. Didn't mom tell you before you returned home that when you're dating or getting married, you should find someone who's down-to-earth. He doesn't have to be good-looking, and his family doesn't have to be rich. It's better to have a stable person to live with. He..."
Mei Jinghan glanced at Qin Lou, who had not left yet, with a complicated and regretful look in her eyes.
After all, the one in front of me is not posted.
He looks like a disaster, his wealth is priceless, and considering the first two, his situation cannot be that stable.
Perhaps feeling his future mother-in-law's genuine dislike for him, Qin Lou looked at Song Shu aggrievedly.
Song Shu was sandwiched between the two of them and could hardly hold back his laughter. "Mom, please don't judge a person by his appearance. Be careful that he might get forced by you to scratch his face, and then he will blackmail us."
"… "
After these words were spoken, Qin Lou looked at Song Shu with even more resentment in his eyes.
Mei Jinghan hesitated, but still pulled Song Shu aside and said, "Your father and I heard your call before, and we also felt that this kid was not a bad person, but his life experience was a little pitiful. But then we checked his story online, and found that his character was a little..."
Song Shu was silent for a few seconds, then said, "Mom, when we first met, you and Dad probably thought I had a weird personality, right?"
Mei Jinghan was anxious, "Of course yours is different—"
"He is the same as me." Song Shu said calmly, "You can even say that if it weren't for him, my personality would probably become more paranoid and weird. He pushed me out of that abyss. He is still in it, but that was not his choice. Moreover, he is different from everyone else to me. He is... very good."
After listening to this, Mei Jinghan slowly sighed.
"Mom actually believes in you. You are a very smart and insightful child, and you are good at judging people. But as parents, there will always be some nonsense and unnecessary worries... But if you like it from the bottom of your heart, then we like it. Don't worry, Mom will not say anything about your affairs in the future."
Song Shu's eyes curved slightly, "Thank you, Mom."
"What's there to thank me for? If you talk to me like this again, I'm going to hit you."
"Well, not anymore."
"… "
For the New Year's Eve dinner in the evening, Qin Yuzheng and Mei Jinghan discussed it and decided to invite Mr. Qin from next door.
Qin Lou naturally didn't want to do that, and his eyes turned cold when he saw Qin Liang.
But in front of his father-in-law and mother-in-law, this son-in-law who has not yet secured his position would not dare to show any disapproval even if he had 100 times the courage.
During the New Year's Eve dinner, Qin Lou gave Song Shu a look of grievance several times.
After the dinner, the three elders stayed in the living room on the first floor to watch the Spring Festival Gala. As soon as Song Shu finished cleaning up the dishes and walked out of the kitchen, someone covered his mouth and nose and carried him around the waist into the stairwell.
There was a terrace on the rest platform leading to the second floor. Song Shu was put outside and the covering on his mouth and nose was released.
She didn't struggle at first, but now she turned around helplessly, "Qin Lou, what are you doing again - woo..."
Before she could finish her sentence, the man in front of her leaned over and kissed her on the lips.
After a moment, Qin Lou was still not satisfied, but he still stepped back an inch, instead holding Song Shu in his arms, pressing him against the jade railing of the terrace in a half-threatening manner.
He lowered his head, his brows and eyes deep in the moonlight.
"Why are you calling Qin Lou? Your fiancé has fainted from anger. I am not him. I came here specifically to 'pick flowers' at night."
"… "
I don’t know what weird TV show this guy’s brain has jumped to, and Song Shu is too lazy to argue with him.
Besides, she was a little tired from being busy with New Year's activities at home today. Song Shu simply leaned on Qin Lou's arms and said lazily, "The one who fainted from anger is not my fiancé. Don't worry about him."
Qin Lou choked.
After a few seconds, he pulled Song Shu up and leaned in front of her "wronged", "Why am I not your fiancé?"
Song Shu glanced at him, "Aren't you a flower thief? What's your relationship with Qin Lou?"
"The flower thief has escaped, now it's Qin Lou's turn." Qin Lou said something without thinking, then got back to the topic, "Am I not your fiancé?"
Song Shu raised his eyes, "When did you become one?"
Qin Lou: “A long time ago!”
Song Shu: "You said that yourself. I didn't admit it."
Qin Lou: "But I proposed to you at the school celebration!"
Song Shu: "Oh. If you think back more carefully, you will find that not only did you propose, but I also rejected you."
Qin Lou: “…”
Qin Lou said in a wronged voice, "It's well known that you rejected my proposal. Han Shi has been making fun of me for a long time."
"Well, you asked for it," Song Shu said mercilessly, "You proposed to me at the anniversary ceremony of my high school. If I didn't refuse, did I want you to be nailed to the pillar of sin?"
Qin Lou felt guilty and kept silent.
There was silence around the two of them for a long time.
Song Shu leaned in Qin Lou's arms, his breathing so light that he seemed to be falling asleep.
Qin Lou originally wanted to continue teasing her, but when he found that Song Shu was indeed very tired today, he fell completely silent. He just reached out and held her in his arms, protecting her, and waited motionlessly for her to fall asleep.
I don’t know how long I waited.
Suddenly, in the dark night sky in the distance, a firework flew into the sky.
With a "bang", colorful fireworks exploded with dazzling brightness in the dark night sky.
Qin Lou frowned and subconsciously reached out to cover the girl's ears.
Just as he was moving, Song Shu, who was leaning against his chest, suddenly spoke softly: "It's the New Year, little lunatic."
Qin Lou paused, then lowered his hand and slowly hugged Song Shu, "Yes."
"I heard that the first wish of the New Year can come true." Song Shu raised his face, with a sparkling light in his eyes, "Want to make a wish?"
Qin Lou frowned slightly, "Only one?"
Song Shu nodded, "Only one."
Qin Lou asked again: "Can it be realized?"
Song Shu said, "Of course."
"… "
Qin Lou lowered his hand and touched his coat pocket, where there was a small box.
He was silent for two seconds, lowered his eyes, and seemed to sigh softly.
"Then I make a wish," he hugged the girl tightly in his arms, "In the new year, my little clam will be safe and happy."
"… "
Song Shu was startled and looked up at Qin Lou.
She didn't believe that he didn't understand her hint just now.
As if noticing her movements, Qin Lou also lowered his eyes, "If I can only make one wish every year, then this is my wish every year."
Song Shu was silent for a few seconds, then raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "Doesn't that mean you'll be single for the rest of your life?"
Qin Lou whispered, "As long as it can be achieved, I would rather be single for the rest of my life."
“… That won’t work.”
After a few seconds of silence, Qin Lou seemed to confirm what Song Shu said, and he quickly looked down at her.
"Little clam, what did you just say?"
Song Shu's eyes curved slightly, "Do you want to be single for the rest of your life? Then I have to find a new fiancé. My parents are urging me to get married, and if I want to be single for the rest of my life, I can only throw my fiancé out the door no matter how much I like him."
Qin Lou reacted and hurriedly reached down to touch the pocket of his coat. When he took out the small velvet box, his fingers were shaking slightly.
Qin Lou's face felt hot when he met Song Shu's smiling almond eyes. "I'm cold."
Song Shu chuckled, "I didn't ask anything."
"… "
Qin Lou took a deep breath, slowly calming the beating heart in his chest. Then he loosened his stiff arms that were hugging the girl and took two steps back.
Qin Lou bent his legs and knelt on one knee in front of his girl.
The velvet box in his left hand was opened, revealing the custom-made ring inside—
The diamond ring is in the shape of a small shell.
Qin Lou took the girl's hand with his right hand.
Hidden in the low and pleasant voice was a slight tremor that could not be suppressed by the night wind or the fireworks in the distance.
He slowly lowered his body, kissed the girl's fingertips, and then raised his eyes—
"Little clam, are you willing to marry your little lunatic?"
Song Shu lowered his eyes and smiled.
"Of course. Because it's my New Year's resolution."