After Being Reborn, Her Only Mission Is to Love Him

Chapter 85: Chapter 85 How is he going to comfort her?

“Uh…”

Lu Zhaozhao pursed her lips, not expecting Xia Wenyan to apologize to her directly, and she didn’t react for a moment.

Seemingly noticing his discomfort, Lu Zhaozhao awkwardly tugged at the corner of her mouth, “You actually didn’t need to apologize to me, everyone has different tastes. There’s no need to force it.”

To Xia Wenyan, she definitely followed the principle of “respect others’ destinies, give up the urge to help”—as long as he didn’t destroy himself in the entertainment industry.

Whether he was her brother or not didn’t matter anymore.

Xia Wenyan’s head shook like a rattle drum; he turned back and stared at Lu Zhaozhao eagerly, “Not forcing it, not forcing it. I really know I was wrong, Zhaozhao, can you give me another chance to be your brother?”

Lu Zhaozhao blinked, and decisively replied, “No.”

“Uh…” Xia Wenyan probably hadn’t expected Lu Zhaozhao to respond so bluntly; the words he was about to say got stuck in his throat.@@novelbin@@

He opened his mouth, and it took quite a while before he managed to speak, “Zhaozhao, I know it will take some time for you to accept me as your brother, but I will definitely try harder in the future to become a brother worthy of you.”

Lu Zhaozhao looked at Xia Wenyan, who was swearing his promises, and felt a bit of a headache.

She really hadn’t expected him to try too hard; she would be grateful as long as he didn’t become a scandal-involved celebrity in the entertainment world.

However, Lu Zhaozhao reconsidered; after her recent report, the police did catch a few drug users, but Xia Wenyan was uninvolved, which meant he hadn’t touched those substances yet.

Maybe… keeping a tighter watch might prevent him from taking the wrong path?

Thinking so, Lu Zhaozhao looked up at Xia Wenyan, “I’ll carefully consider what you just said, but whether it’ll work or not is another matter. After all, my requirements for a brother are strict, and the baseline is absolutely no bad habits.”

Xia Wenyan’s eyes immediately sparkled, and he almost wanted to pat his chest loudly, “Don’t worry! I am a fully-developed ‘five-good youth’ in morals, intelligence, physical fitness, aesthetics, and labor! To become a qualified good brother, I will definitely try harder!”

“…”

Well, she had tried her best.

As for whether Xia Wenyan would end up like he did in the last life, that was up to him now.

Lu Zhaozhao went to school in a peace of mind in the afternoon but didn’t know that her meeting with Xia Wenyan had already been reported to Song Sinian.

“Sir, this is the latest news related to Xia Wenyan.” Zhao Xi placed the tablet in front of Song Sinian.

Ever since Lu Zhaozhao started paying attention to Xia Wenyan before, Song Sinian’s men had been regularly sending news and photos related to him.

To prevent him from coming into contact with shady people.

Song Sinian glanced at the man on the tablet, his tone indifferent, “If it’s the same as usual, there’s no need to report.”

Xia Wenyan had been relatively honest recently; ever since the company’s self-examination, he had been moving between just his home and the hospital.

Zhao Xi hesitated for a moment while standing beside, “Uh… the lady also went to the hospital at noon, so…”

Before he could finish his sentence, Song Sinian had already grabbed the tablet.

He opened the photo album and quickly found the picture where Lu Zhaozhao and Xia Wenyan were together.

Yet this single look mattered greatly; he almost immediately noticed that Lu Zhaozhao’s eye color was different from usual.

His fingers lightly spread across the photo, magnifying it several times.

Indeed, she had cried.

These Xia family folks take up her time, and they dared to make her cry?

Song Sinian’s gaze darkened as he stared at the photo in his hand, the chill around him almost freezing the entire office.

Zhao Xi, standing to the side, couldn’t bear it either.

After all, it had been a long time since he had seen Song Sinian in this state.

Since Lu Zhaozhao had married into the family, Song Sinian had been consistently in a nice state, completely forgetting his previous devilish demeanor.

Zhao Xi’s mind spun rapidly, and he soon whispered a reminder, “Mr. Song, it seems that Madam only has one class this afternoon.”

Once their Mr. Song finished his work at hand, he should be able to return home quickly.

This way, their Mr. Song shouldn’t be so irritable, right?

Just as Zhao Xi finished speaking, Song Sinian’s gaze shifted toward him.

His eyes darkened slightly, and he said in a cold voice, “What work is there still to do?”

Zhao Xi quickly flipped through the schedule on hand and then said, “Besides the documents on the desk, there’s just one meeting left. As long as this meeting is over…”

He had barely finished speaking when he distinctly felt the chill emanating from Song Sinian.

Without a second thought, Zhao Xi blurted out, “The meeting can be switched to a video conference without affecting the outcome.”

Song Sinian’s eyebrows slightly raised, and the coldness in his demeanor halved, “Then notify them, the meeting is delayed by half an hour and changed to a video conference.”

He stood up, walked to the coat rack to grab his suit jacket, and then left the office directly.

Zhao Xi silently watched Song Sinian’s departing figure, quietly heaving a sigh of relief—those young whelps in the meeting had just saved their skins…

When Song Sinian got home, Lu Zhaozhao was sitting at the desk in the study, wiping the painting she had previously acquired.

Her gaze was vacant, as if she was looking at the painting, yet also as if she was looking through the painting at something else.

Song Sinian stood at the doorway of the study, watching Lu Zhaozhao for a moment before gently knocking on the open door.

Lu Zhaozhao came back to her senses, holding the painting as she looked over and saw that it was Song Sinian, a flash of surprise visibly sparkling in her eyes.

“Mr. Song, you’ve come home quite early today!” Almost instantly, her eyes and brows curved into a smile.

As if nothing had happened just moments ago.

Song Sinian walked into the room, observing the sudden changes in her small face, realizing she wasn’t planning on telling him about today’s events.

Was it because she still didn’t trust him enough?

Or because she felt that issues concerning the Xia family weren’t appropriate to mention before him?

Song Sinian’s dark eyes imperceptibly deepened, and he calmly said, “Today… the situation was a bit special.”

As he spoke, his gaze inadvertently swept across her small face.

Her expression seemed normal.

Even if he asked her if she was unhappy, she would likely deny it.

So how was he supposed to comfort her?

Simple daily acts of affection seemed insufficient to console her.

Lu Zhaozhao’s eyebrows lifted, and she placed the painting on the desk.

For some reason, she always felt that Song Sinian had been acting strange since he entered.

Usually, he would have embraced and kissed her upon seeing her, but now he was standing across from her without any move.

What was going on?

Had something happened during work?

Or was there an issue concerning Old Master Song?

As Lu Zhaozhao was brimming with confusion, Song Sinian finally slowly began to speak—