After Being Reborn, Her Only Mission Is to Love Him

Chapter 126: Chapter 126: He Couldn’t Really Be Saving Up for Something Big…

Song Sinian reached out and pinched her chin, scrutinizing her facial expression as if confirming something.

Actually, from the moment he had entered, he had seen the two sitting very close together, which nearly made a surge of displeasure instantly well up from within him.

To be precise, it was an emotion even more intense than displeasure.

He even felt an urge to tear Xiao Mo to pieces right then and there.

However, now that Lu Zhaozhao had personally said she didn’t like Xiao Mo, it surprisingly soothed that intense emotion at the bottom of his heart quite a bit.

Song Sinian’s thumb gently swept across Lu Zhaozhao’s soft little cheeks, and with drooping eyebrows and eyes, he asked, “What were you guys talking about just now?”

He wanted to know.

He wanted to know what kind of words could make Xiao Mo say he wanted to get to know Lu Zhaozhao earlier.

He had never considered this before.

If Lu Zhaozhao really had someone she liked before him, would she still choose to marry him?

Song Sinian was unsure.

Lu Zhaozhao’s watery eyes blinked, and she stretched out her little hand, pressing Song Sinian’s large hand against her cheek, “Just now he said he came to deliver a gown on behalf of Xiao Jinglan, saying that I have natural beauty and look good in anything.”

She didn’t hide a thing and spilled everything Xiao Mo had said to her to Song Sinian.

Lu Zhaozhao wasn’t worried that Song Sinian wouldn’t be angry; rather, she was concerned that Song Sinian wasn’t cautious of Xiao Mo.

After all, in the previous life, he was Xiao Jinglan’s accomplice.

Now, the two of them must have already been colluding, so she absolutely couldn’t let Song Sinian trust this annoying guy!

Song Sinian’s brows furrowed considerably, his gaze sizing up Lu Zhaozhao from top to bottom. With a slight loosening of his large hand, he gripped her neck the next second, pulling her entire body into his embrace.

“He was clearly praising your beauty, but I find it very uncomfortable,” Song Sinian’s deep voice sounded muffled against Lu Zhaozhao’s shoulder.

Lu Zhaozhao was visibly startled.

She had been blunt only with the intention of making Song Sinian dislike Xiao Mo, yet could there be an unexpected gain?

Lu Zhaozhao’s small hand slipped through his waist and slowly climbed up his back, gently patting it, “Mr. Song, are you very upset, er, very uncomfortable because you saw him getting too close to me?”

“Hmm,” Song Sinian almost instantaneously responded affirmatively.

Lu Zhaozhao pursed her little mouth, patiently explaining to him, “This feeling, it’s called jealousy.”

“Jealousy?” Song Sinian muttered the word to himself.

He could vividly remember the meanings of terms related to emotions, yet he recalled that jealousy was supposed to be a synonym for envy, wasn’t it?

Was he jealous of Xiao Mo?

Jealous of his closeness to Lu Zhaozhao?

Just thinking of the word “closeness” made him feel even more irritable.

Seeing Song Sinian staying silent for a long time, Lu Zhaozhao just about tried to poke her head out from his embrace when he pressed her back in again.

“Mr. Song, you… Eh?”

She attempted to struggle, but was pushed back yet again.

Now, Lu Zhaozhao was a bit stunned and couldn’t figure out what Song Sinian was thinking.

Her eyes darting around, she immediately said softly, “Mr. Song, it’s painful for me like this, can you let go of me first?”

Almost the next second, Song Sinian let her go, but… his large hand directly covered her eyes.

“Song…”

Before she could finish her sentence, Song Sinian once again embraced her from behind.

This time he buried his head directly into the nape of her neck, completely avoiding Lu Zhaozhao’s line of sight.

Lu Zhaozhao: ?????

What’s going on?

“Zhaozhao, don’t look at me,” Song Sinian murmured, sensing Lu Zhaozhao’s discomfort.

But his words seemed to have no effect on Lu Zhaozhao at all.

With a puzzled lift of her eyebrow, she asked in utter confusion, “Why can’t I look at you?”

“I heard before that jealousy makes one’s face ugly…”

“Pfft—hahaha…”

Lu Zhaozhao couldn’t hold back and burst into laughter, clutching her stomach.

She never would have thought that their very own Mr. Song was also a hidden comedian.

Why did his serious-looking statement sound so funny!

Clearly, Song Sinian was also confused by her laughter.

He looked at her somewhat dazedly until she wiped the tear from the corner of her eye and turned halfway to embrace his face.

“Aiyo, how can my Mr. Song be so cute?” Lu Zhaozhao said, and didn’t forget to plant a kiss on his cheek.

Seeing his completely bewildered face, Lu Zhaozhao almost burst out laughing again.

She took a deep breath and finally managed to suppress the urge to continue laughing, then explained to him, “That phrase just means that jealousy can make a person irrational. Ugly doesn’t mean you actually become ugly; you don’t have to worry, okay?”

Lu Zhaozhao said this while again uncontrollably ruffling Song Sinian’s hair.

Thinking about how adorable his thoughts were made her heart nearly melt, “Our Mr. Song is the most handsome in my eyes, no matter what you look like, I like you.”

“…”

Song Sinian felt much better after Lu Zhaozhao’s grooming and tended to her neck with a gentle kiss, then nestled beside her again.

Seeing this, Lu Zhaozhao also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

She gently stroked Song Sinian’s hair, her gaze inadvertently falling on the evening gown on the table.

“By the way, Mr. Song, I need your help with something.”

As soon as Lu Zhaozhao spoke out, Song Sinian immediately sprang up from her neck as if shot with adrenaline.

“What do you need my help with?” His deep eyes nearly twinkled with excitement as he looked at her, making Lu Zhaozhao swallow back the words that had reached her lips.

If she remembered correctly, Sinian had… had missed out on several rewards already, hadn’t he?

He couldn’t really be saving up for something big… emmm.

Just the thought of Song Sinian’s dangerous words that day made Lu Zhaozhao’s heart skip a beat.

She opened her mouth, suddenly unsure whether to ask Song Sinian for help.

But then she thought, she’s not losing out—after all, he’s her husband!

With that thought, Lu Zhaozhao reached out her hand to pull the evening gown from the table and said, “This is the dress Lady Xiao sent over…”

“If you don’t want to wear it, just cast it aside; I’ve already prepared another outfit for you to wear to the welcoming party.” Lu Zhaozhao hadn’t finished speaking, but Song Sinian decisively offered an alternative.

He might not know what kind of haute couture Lu Zhaozhao liked, but the best there is can’t be too far wrong.

Lu Zhaozhao pursed her lips, hesitating for a moment, “This dress was personally delivered by Lady Xiao, and it might not be appropriate if she sees me not wearing the dress she sent.”

“If you’re worried about her being unhappy seeing that, then she just won’t need to attend this welcoming party.”