After Being Reborn, Her Only Mission Is to Love Him

Chapter 107: Chapter 107 His dangerous remarks were just too impactful for her…

The blonde beauty closest to Wen Qingyu couldn’t help but let out a long sigh.

She had wanted to surprise her, but now it seemed there would be no surprise.

Wen Qingyu couldn’t help but chuckle, raising her hand to pat her, “Teresa, you really are too cute, but my Zhaozhao is also at that school, so you didn’t make the trip for nothing.”

“Speaking of painting, Zhaozhao has certainly inherited your talent in this area,” the blonde man Chris beside her said, pointing at a painting Lu Zhaozhao had just finished, and he slowly continued,

“To have such skill at her age could be considered genius.”

Another middle-aged man, Wendan, nodded too, “That’s right, her painting hung next to yours, and it’s really hard to tell which is superior.”

Hearing this, Wen Qingyu’s eyes and brows were filled with pride, “Well, of course, didn’t you see whose daughter she is?”

Teresa raised an eyebrow, “When you asked me to teach Xia Wenjin, I was wondering who the child took after. Her talent for painting wasn’t high, but her ambition was definitely there, and she almost ruined the kid Xia Wenmo.”

At that time, they could only blame it on the child’s youth, but now they realized that the child’s nature could be glimpsed from the paintings she made.

Xia Wenjin liked to show off her skills, but the core of her paintings lacked soul.

The warmth the artist wanted to convey could be clearly felt in Lu Zhaozhao’s paintings, however.

Teresa had to admit that Lu Zhaozhao was indeed a rare painting prodigy.

Several people were engrossed in their discussion around Lu Zhaozhao’s painting, completely unaware that someone had quietly taken a snapshot…

At 2 o’clock in the afternoon, Lu Zhaozhao returned home.

She had thought she would only be framed alongside Luna’s painting, but to her surprise, she had been lucky enough to be selected.

Carrying the painting home, she was still floating on air.

Thinking about the paintings that used to be in the study, she decided to hang Luna’s painting in the bedroom so she could see it every day.

Because she had rushed back, she hadn’t even had time to put on slippers.

But to her surprise, Song Sinian was there.

Wasn’t he usually at the office at this time?

Being home was strange enough, let alone being in the bedroom?

Was it because he was feeling unwell?

Lu Zhaozhao placed the painting she was holding at the bedroom door and tiptoed inside.

Seeing Song Sinian sitting on the sofa, eyes closed in rest, she slowly circled behind him and gently embraced him from the back.

Song Sinian’s eyes opened almost instantly, but as his nose picked up the familiar scent, his tense body finally relaxed.

“Back already?” his soft voice echoed in the bedroom.

His tone was light, sounding a bit lazy and comfortable.

Lu Zhaozhao’s face pressed against his cheek from behind, “Mhm, I’m back~”

Her tone was filled with a pleasant lilt, seeming quite happy.

Song Sinian couldn’t see Lu Zhaozhao’s face, but judging by her overly proactive physical contact, her mood seemed quite good.

He was about to speak when he heard Lu Zhaozhao eagerly saying, “I was super lucky today! Not only was my painting framed alongside Luna’s at the exhibition, but I also won the grand prize! They gave me one of Luna’s paintings! I’m just so happy~”

Lu Zhaozhao continued, rubbing her head against Song Sinian’s like a content little cat, clingingly affectionate.

Song Sinian raised his hand to gently pat her arm, his gaze inadvertently drifting towards the doorway.

There was the Luna painting, strikingly catching his eye.

Lu Zhaozhao had mentioned Luna before, so he had asked Zhao Xi to look into it.

The artist’s identity was very mysterious, yet the paintings were first-rate.

However, it was rumored that she was going to stop painting; hence, the prices of her works soared.

It wasn’t likely that the paintings would be given away casually.

This was probably another move by the Xia Family.

Song Sinian withdrew his gaze and looked at Lu Zhaozhao, whose eyes were curved in a smile; he immediately had a bold idea.

Why didn’t he just go and bid for a few of Luna’s paintings as well?

Or perhaps he should dig deep abroad to find out who this Luna really was?

But then he thought that by doing so, wouldn’t it mean Lu Zhaozhao would have one more person to like?

His mood suddenly soured.

Song Sinian’s brow furrowed, and his deep eyes met Lu Zhaozhao’s as he spoke indifferently, “Do you like Luna that much?”

His voice might have sounded similar to before, but Lu Zhaozhao distinctly felt a hint of sour jealousy.

Her eyes smiled even more, and she leaned in to plant a kiss on Song Sinian’s cheek, saying, “Idols are idols, but of course, the one I love most is still Mr. Song~”

As Lu Zhaozhao said these words, she did not forget to give Song Sinian a wink.

Almost the moment she spoke, a faint blush spread across Song Sinian’s fair neck.

Lu Zhaozhao blinked in surprise and, with a bit of mischief, lowered her head and gently nipped at his neck.

Song Sinian felt as if an electric current had struck his entire back, a tingling sensation shooting up to his scalp.

“Ha…” Song Sinian sighed softly, grabbed Lu Zhaozhao with one hand, and gently pulled her over from behind the sofa into his embrace.

His fingers held the back of her hand, and he brought it to his lips for a gentle kiss, his tone deep, “So naughty, hm?”

Nestled in his arms, Lu Zhaozhao could see his back-lit profile through her little hand, the shadows casting an alluringly oppressive air over him.

Seeing Lu Zhaozhao staring at her blankly, Song Sinian lowered his head and gently bit her wrist as if to protest her distraction.

“Ouch…”

Lu Zhaozhao involuntarily inhaled sharply.

She pursed her lips unhappily, “Mr. Song, is this your retaliation?”

She had indeed sneakily bitten his neck just before, but did he need to respond so straightforwardly?

Hmph! What a petty man.

Song Sinian calmly kissed the spot where he had left his mark and said, “Zhaozhao, do you know? Male animals often leave their scent to maintain their territory, to declare their sovereignty.”

Lu Zhaozhao was flabbergasted by his seemingly nonsensical words.

What was he getting at?

What did this have to do with him biting her?

While Lu Zhaozhao was puzzling over this, Song Sinian drew close to her ear, his voice husky, “I also want you to be infused with my scent, let everyone know you are mine…”

“…”

Ah!!! Not this again!!!

Such direct statements, whenever they came from Song Sinian’s mouth, sounded almost predatory!

He clearly didn’t mean it that way, but it was always so easy to take it the wrong way!

Lu Zhaozhao took a deep breath, feeling his proximity, her heart pounding as if it needed emergency bypass surgery.

She couldn’t help swallowing, her fingertips trembling slightly as he held them; she had to admit the impact of Song Sinian’s face combined with his dangerous remarks was simply too overwhelming…