Sweet Beloved Reborn

Song Qinghuan was blocked by one arm just when she raised her red wine glass.

Xu Ningzhou took the glass in her hand and whispered in her ear, “No more drink, it will become strong later.”

Song Qinghuan looked at the snatched red wine glass and subconsciously licked her lips. The taste of the red wine was not bitter but soft and smooth. Song Qinghuan liked to drink it, and her fawn-like reluctant look made Xu Ningzhou feel both funny and annoyed. Therefore, he said in a languid and tempting voice, “Want to drink more?”

Song Qinghuan could not only feel the warm breath and magnetic voice in the ear, but also hear the quickening heartbeat of herself. She felt even the smile on the corners of Xu Ningzhou’s mouth was full of charm. Just when Song Qinghuan could not bear it anymore, she found Song Mingxiu and Xu Lina walking arm in arm, and she suddenly realized she had been immersed in the crazy fancies about Xu Ningzhou’s charm.

Song Qinghuan pretended to be drunk and raised her fingers to press the temples, a sense of disgust crossing her eyes.

“What are you talking about? It’s so joyful here.” Xu Lina came up with Song Mingxiu, and said to the crowd in a natural tone, as if she was very familiar with all.

In fact, this group of people grew up together, and they were familiar with each other indeed.

“About when the wedding gift prepared for you will be given.” Zhou Lin answered her. He waved his glass and looked at Song Mingxiu, then back to Xu Lina. “Do you want to introduce him?”

Xu Lina was here tonight just for paving the way for Song Mingxiu and expanding his interpersonal connections. Now that Zhou Lin had asked, she naturally introduced Song Mingxiu to all her childhood friends present.

After introducing them to each other, Xu Lina looked at Song Qinghuan with her attractive eyes, and said as the smile broadened on her face, “I’ve long heard that Mingxiu has a talented sister, and finally meet you today. Do you mind if I call you ‘Huanhuan’ like your brother?”

“Of course not.” Song Qinghuan just had a vague impression of Xu Lina, the wife of Song Mingxiu in the previous life. All she knew was that the Xu family had a high status, and Xu Lina was almost superior to all others in the Song family.

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“Then you can call me ‘Sister Lina’.” Xu Lina put down her glass, then fingered her hair and said, “We have something to do then. Have fun everybody.”

In the end, she blinked at Xu Ningzhou and said, “Gentleman, please take care of Huanhuan.”

The young lady was the center of attention from beginning to end. Her pace was quite steady, even on pair of shoes with heels of 10 cm. Many present could not help gazing at her with admiration. The woman was coquettish and sexy with her every blink and smile.

She was like a soft snake without bones, exerting herself to the utmost with every part of her body.

After watching Xu Lina and Song Mingxiu leave, Yu Fei and Shen Yinian, the youngest two, swung their arms at the same time. Yu Fei could not help complaining, “It’s terrible. I have goose bumps.”

Shen Yinian nodded, “Me too.”

“What’s the matter?” Song Qinghuan withdrew her eyes and was obviously puzzled by their action. Additionally, she found an interesting phenomenon: when Xu Lina was there, Song Mingxiu was similarly apathetic and did not feign a doting look which disgusted her.

Yu Fei pretended to be a cool thinker and said, “This kind of thing cannot be explained clearly in a few words. It can only be understood through perceiving, not through learning.”

In their circle, Xu Lina was a scary beauty with awful strength. Only those close to her knew that when outsiders looked at her charming smile, they were actually the commodities in her eyes, waiting for her appraisal.

After understanding this, they all chose to alienate Xu Lina, so the men present preferred to focus their attention on Song Qinghuan and Shen Yinian, and sighed with relief at the same time.

Sure enough, women still needed to be as cute as these two.

Song Qinghuan, who didn’t know she had been considered a cute girl by others, found Xu Ningzhou didn’t cheat her, and felt the great effect of the alcohol. After she got in the car with Shen Yinian, her vision became blurred, her head became giddy, and her body became unsteady.

“Send Qinghuan home?” Shen Yinian squinted at her cousin and instigated him, “Or we can just take Qinghuan to our home.”

“Yes.” Xu Ningzhou tugged at the neckline, directly removed the bow tie, and then unbuckled the top two buttons before breathing out a sigh of relief.

“Hmm?” As Shen Yinian understood tacitly, she patted the driver’s seat and said immediately, “My brother, GO!”

“Shh.” Xu Ningzhou put his index finger on his lips, took out the spare blanket in the car and covered Song Qinghuan gently. He said in a low voice, “Keep quiet. Don’t wake her up.”

It was only 9: 30 when the banquet was over, and 40 minutes later the car was slowly moving into Xu Ningzhou’s big villa.

At the moment, Song Qinghuan sobered up a little. In fact, she didn’t drink too much, and just felt a little dizzy. So she just took a nap, and heard the dialogue between Xu Ningzhou and Shen Yinian in the car.

She didn’t want to go back to the Song family, so she didn’t ‘wake up’.

But it was time to get off the car, and she thought there would be trouble if she still didn’t wake up. Then, as Song Qinghuan opened her sleepy eyes, Xu Ningzhou, who was ready to take her back to his castle with a hug, awkwardly raised his hand and touched his nose, in order to hide his embarrassment.

“Thank you.”

After getting in the guest room, Song Qinghuan couldn’t stand the smell of alcohol anymore, so she decided to take a bath. The servant prepared clothes for her to change.

“You’re welcome. Please let me know if you need anything, Miss Song.” The servant said and closed the door tenderly.

After Song Qinghuan lay into the bathtub, Shen Yinian, who had just changed her dress, held up her mobile phone and opened the door in a hurry, running towards Song Qinghuan’s guest room.

Xu Ningzhou arranged the room next to his master bedroom as Song Qinghuan’s guest room. He leaned against the doorframe with arms crossed in front, looking at the girl running in the corridor with a slight frown. Finally he said, “Little princess, the building is going to collapse.”

Shen Yinian was in a good mood and did not care what her big devil brother had said. She shook her mobile phone proudly and said, “Beg me.”

Xu Ningzhou showed an impatient look, seeming to say ‘you are drunk, wake up quickly’. He stretched out his long arm at the same time to grab the phone from Shen Yinian’s hand arbitrarily.

On the screen of the mobile phone were the top ten hot searches. Xu Ningzhou saw Song Qinghuan’s name almost at first glance.

#The Imperial Harem by Song Qinghuan#

#Memories in Chang ‘an#

“The new teleplay ‘The Imperial Harem’ is broadcast today, and the opening song gets very popular. The key point is that it is composed and sung by Qinghuan.” Shen Yinian was excited and wanted to get her mobile phone back, but her height was not enough. Only in front of her family members would Shen Yinian show the girly side.

“Brother, Qinghuan is simply a universal all-in-one machine. Can’t wait for it. I’m going to buy her a top search!”

“Be quiet.” Xu Ningzhou put his palm on Shen Yinian’s head, then tenderly put the mobile phone into her jacket pocket, turned her around, patted her on the shoulder, pointed to her guest room door, and said, “Now, back to the room. Go!”