Chapter 273: Chapter 272: How come she never realized he was such a smooth talker before?

She almost reflexively turned her head back and then curled her body into the sofa, trying hard to act as if she hadn’t seen anything.

It’s over, it’s over, how could she encounter this man here?

She feigned composure, taking several deep breaths in the sofa before she sat up properly again, pretending that she hadn’t seen anything.

“President Song has guests?” Xia Wenqing’s gaze lightly swept over Xu Zhenzhen, who was seated on the sofa, before quickly pulling away.

His expression was very calm, as if the two of them didn’t know each other at all.

Xu Zhenzhen secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but an inexplicable sense of loss flashed through her heart.

She turned away, sitting silently on the sofa, unconsciously drawing herself up into a very obedient-looking pose.

Thinking about it, this person was now a prominent legal magnate of XJ Group, and her, just a little shrimp, why would he remember her?

Thinking this, Xu Zhenzhen actually felt more at peace.

Song Sinian gave Zhao Xi a look, signaling him to take Xu Zhenzhen away first. His gaze then turned to Xia Wenqing and asked, “What brings you here today?”

Without speaking, Xia Wenqing slowly walked over to where Xu Zhenzhen had been sitting. Only after hearing the office door close did the hand resting on the armrest casually caress the spot where she had been.

Raising his eyes again, Xia Wenqing’s gaze carried an indistinct smile, “Brother-in-law, if my sister knew her best friend was actually planted by you, do you think she’d be angry?”

“…”

Almost instantly, Song Sinian’s face darkened.

His undisguised hostility bore straight into Xia Wenqing as if he had already decided where to bury him.

Xia Wenqing was taken aback, realizing that his last remark might have been a bit too much.

He coughed lightly, “Ahem… I just wanted to give you a friendly reminder. I had no intention of telling Zhaozhao about this.”

“…”

Clearly, Song Sinian did not believe him and continued to glare at Xia Wenqing with a cold eye.

At this point, Xia Wenqing really didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

When he had first spotted Xu Zhenzhen in school, he felt it was strange that she appeared by Lu Zhaozhao’s side.

Because as far as he knew, Xu Zhenzhen had no understanding of art.

That she could return to the country and even choose this major surprised him, so he investigated her a little.

And sure enough… he couldn’t find out anything.

It wasn’t until he discovered Xu Zhenzhen’s connections with Song Sinian, mostly through Zhao Xi, that he found the subtle clues.

He had to admit, Song Sinian’s protection of Lu Zhaozhao was extremely comprehensive and in place.

It was even a bit obsessive.

After all, no one would decide to off someone’s own brother over such a trivial matter on the spot.

However, Xia Wenqing was certain that Song Sinian was totally capable of doing so.

Seeing Song Sinian’s unchanging expression, Xia Wenqing simply raised his hands in a surrendering gesture, “Alright, alright. I was wrong. I actually just wanted to make a negotiation. I’d like to stay at the Song Family in the capacity of a consultant lawyer.”

“Why do that,” Song Sinian finally spoke, but his tone remained ice-cold and detached, giving one the chills.

Xia Wenqing sighed, “To understand a very important matter. However, I assure you that I won’t cause any harm to your relationship with Zhaozhao, and of course, I won’t hurt Zhaozhao either.”

Song Sinian’s dark eyes dropped slightly, seemingly pondering.

He took a deep breath, “I promise that even if Zhaozhao comes to the company, I won’t interfere with you, and I’ll make Lao Si leave Zhaozhao alone. How about that?”

Of course, his promise was only within the company.

Outside the company, he had no control.

Xia Wenqing sat on the sofa, staring straight at Song Sinian. After all, setting up his brother was better than being killed by his brother-in-law.

After a moment of contemplation, Song Sinian slowly spoke, “You’d better keep your word.”

Xia Wenqing finally breathed a sigh of relief, a hint of a smile in his eyes as he promised, “Don’t worry, us lawyers take our promises very seriously.”

“…”

Night fell, and Song Sinian returned home after finishing his work.

But as soon as he walked in, he saw Lu Zhaozhao sitting in the dining room, wiping her tears.

His heart suddenly twisted.

Thinking about how Lu Zhaozhao was bullied at school, his eyebrows furrowed.

He had thought that as long as Lu Zhaozhao won this “battle” nicely, it was fine, but he never considered that she would be heartbroken over these issues.

He strode over, and the moment Lu Zhaozhao turned her head, he pressed his lips to hers.

It was his fault, all his fault.

He should have protected her more carefully.

He should have cleared every obstacle for her, so that Xia Wenjin and the others couldn’t continue to sway before her eyes.

And Song Keren, Xiao Mo, Xiao Jinglan, Mr. and Mrs. Lu…

Every one of them deserved to die!

Lu Zhaozhao, with a dazed face, was clasped in Song Sinian’s arms, his warm, gentle lips, which had been cautious at first, suddenly became fierce and desperate.

His large hand gripped her waist with alarming strength.

Lu Zhaozhao didn’t know what had provoked Song Sinian, she reached out to push him away and speak, but before the words could leave her lips, they were swallowed up again.

She simply gave up struggling and let Song Sinian have his way.

Because she had dueled with Xia Wenjin at school during the day, she suspected that Song Sinian would want to talk to her about it at night, so she had asked Qian Hong and the others to leave work early, waiting at home alone for Song Sinian.

Now, with no one else at home, it didn’t matter what Song Sinian wanted to do.

But this was the kitchen, and she was still somewhat uncomfortable.

Song Sinian had lost much of his rationality; his lips roamed over her pale neck, trailing down to her delicate collarbone with each kiss.

The dining room was very quiet, only filled with the sound of their breathing, and occasionally, the noise of sucking.

The empty sound echoed, making one’s face flush.

“Husband…” Her voice was hazy, soft, carrying a pleading tone.

“It’s cold here.”

She didn’t forcefully push Song Sinian away, but instead gently pinched his neck with her small hand.

Hearing her voice, he subconsciously looked up, only to catch sight of her eyes, full of moisture, gazing at him with a flushed look.

His heart pounded fiercely, wishing he could swallow her whole right then.

He abruptly lifted her onto the table, and his overwhelming breath descended chaotically onto her face, finally sealing her small mouth that wanted to argue.

“You won’t be cold in a bit, I promise.”

His breath was unsteady, light and heavy, disorderly brushing over her pale, soft skin.

As soon as Lu Zhaozhao got home, she changed into loose-fitting home clothes, which were so baggy that the buttons could easily be pulled askew without much force.

She was almost laughed at by Song Sinian’s audacity; how had she never noticed before that he was so eloquent?