After Being Reborn, Her Only Mission Is to Love Him

Chapter 98: Chapter 98 Song Sinian Actually Took a Day Off?!

She paused slightly, her gaze repeatedly shifting across Song Sinian’s figure. His expression seemed to have returned to its usual state.

Was it just her imagination just now?

Lu Zhaozhao pursed her lips, then finally spoke slowly, “On Friday at the hospital, you’re not allowed to kiss, hug, or pick me up in front of my brothers.”

“…”

Song Sinian’s dark eyes sank slightly; he instantly wanted to pretend he hadn’t heard her.

Why couldn’t he kiss, hug, or pick her up in front of the Xia Family people?

Lu Zhaozhao didn’t hear a response from Song Sinian, so she reached out and tugged at the hem of his clothes, “Mr. Song?”

Song Sinian looked at her, then rested his head on her shoulder without saying a word.

Lu Zhaozhao gently rubbed his head, guessing from his demeanor that he must be unhappy.

Before, Lu Zhaozhao had been worried that Song Sinian’s depression was getting worse.

After her conversation with Tian Xiangjun, she felt significantly more at ease.

Now, upon reflection, Song Sinian indeed seemed more willing to express his emotions than before.

Although… he could hardly express much.

However, she could still tell the difference in his behavior from usual.

Lu Zhaozhao’s hand continued to stroke his hair and spoke in a calm tone again, “Mr. Song? You must have heard what I just said, right?”

This time, Song Sinian turned around, clasped her slender waist with his hand, then buried his head in the crook of her neck, his voice muffled, “If I agree, will there be a reward later?”

Lu Zhaozhao was almost amused by his childish behavior.

Her hand traveled from the top of Song Sinian’s head to his ear, gently caressed it, and then she continued, “Of course, when it’s just you and me together, you can claim your reward whenever you want.”

Hearing Lu Zhaozhao’s words, Song Sinian sat up abruptly, seemingly uncertain, and he asked her again, “Really?”

Lu Zhaozhao’s eyes curved into a smile as she nodded, “Yes, but not in front of my brothers, okay?”

Song Sinian immediately buried his head in the crook of her neck again and rubbed against it, “Mmhmm, I got it.”

Lu Zhaozhao subconsciously rubbed Song Sinian’s head, feeling strangely like he was similar to the large Dobermann they used to have.

It must be an illusion.

On Friday early morning, Lu Zhaozhao went to the hospital with Song Sinian.

As for the company affairs, Song Sinian had handed them over to Zhao Xi.

Song Sinian was actually taking a day off?!

For Song Group, this was undoubtedly explosive news.

Xiao Jinglan naturally got hold of this news at the first instance.

Looking at Old Master Song, who was sitting in the courtyard enjoying breakfast, Xiao Jinglan slowly sat down beside him.

“Dad, I’ve heard recently that Zhaozhao seems to be having some trouble at school.”

She casually mentioned it while having her breakfast, pretending it wasn’t a big deal.

Lately, she was worried that if Old Master Song found out that she had kept Zhaozhao’s rescue a secret, he would cause trouble for her.

But these past days, everything with Mr. Song was business as usual, without a hint of anything amiss, so she had begun to let down her guard.

Mr. Song glanced at Xiao Jinglan and furrowed his brows in feigned ignorance, “What happened to her at school? Who would dare to cause trouble for the Song Family?”

Xiao Jinglan let out a light laugh, “It’s not really a big deal. Some people found out Zhaozhao isn’t the natural-born daughter of the Lu Family and thought the Song Family wouldn’t acknowledge Zhaozhao and Sinian’s marriage.”

With a loud “Bang!” Mr. Song slammed his hand on the table. “Do we need outsiders to poke their noses into the Song Family’s affairs?”

Xiao Jinglan was clearly startled by Mr. Song’s outburst.

However, seeing that his anger wasn’t directed at Lu Zhaozhao, she continued to fan the flames along the lines of what Mr. Song had said.

“Actually, there’s a reason why people are talking like this outside. I heard that Zhaozhao took Sinian out today, and it seems he even took leave from the company…”

She sighed softly, “Sinian has never done such a thing for work before.”

A flash of evident disgust crossed Mr. Song’s eyes, but it quickly vanished.

Before, because Sinian was sick, he’d always felt that having a woman in the house would be good for the child’s upbringing.

So, over the years, he had turned a blind eye to Xiao Jinglan’s occasional mischief, as after all, she was facilitating communication on matters relating to Sinian.

But ever since Lu Zhaozhao married Song Sinian, he had clearly noticed Xiao Jinglan’s high hostility towards Lu Zhaozhao.

She would always pretend to passively stir up trouble for Lu Zhaozhao.

She even deliberately brought Xia Wenjin to the Song Mansion, so it was no wonder that before, Song Sinian had asked Xiao Jinglan to keep her distance from Lu Zhaozhao.

Mr. Song narrowed his eyes and responded coolly, “Is that so?”

Like she was suddenly invigorated, Xiao Jinglan continued, “Yes, quite a few directors and people in the company are talking about Zhaozhao. They’re saying Sinian is very much under her influence, and there are quite a few who are planning to take advantage of Zhaozhao!”

Mr. Song scooped a spoonful of millet porridge and began to sip it slowly, “Besides this, have you heard anything else?”

His gaze swept over Xiao Jinglan casually, as he thought back to the conversation with Song Sinian about his drink being drugged.

He had the head butler investigate all the servants in the Song Mansion.

Indeed, without investigation, nothing would be found; but upon looking into it, it was a shock.

About half of the people in the Song Mansion turned out to be spies planted by others.

As for Xiao Jinglan, whether she was involved was still not investigated.

He had consulted with doctors, and if the low blood sugar condition had not been treated in time, it could have led to very serious consequences, such as potentially causing damage to brain neurons and leading to a stroke or cerebral palsy.

But if something had happened to him, the indirect person to benefit the most would be Xiao Jinglan, so he couldn’t help but suspect her.

Xiao Jinglan completely failed to notice the quick changes in Mr. Song’s expression and thought her words had caught his attention, making her all the more eager.

“I heard that there are a lot of things in the company that haven’t been dealt with in time because Sinian often delays work to accompany Zhaozhao.”

Mr. Song’s spoon suddenly stopped, and he threw the spoon back into the bowl of millet porridge, then picked up a napkin from the table to wipe his mouth, his lips curling into a chilling smile.

“It seems that the people I dealt with last time weren’t quite right, to still have so many people fond of wagging their tongues about the Song Family.”

Just as Xiao Jinglan was about to continue speaking, she was choked off by Mr. Song’s words.

After the last round of reassignments, Mr. Song had either sidelined or sent to far-flung areas those directors who were close to her. Xiao Mo had been furious with her because of it, and if Mr. Song were to take action against other directors this time…

Xiao Jinglan could hardly imagine. Her mind was racing, and she quickly changed the subject, saying—