Chapter 363 - Say You Will and I’m Yours (1)
The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Song Qingchen realized she was being inappropriate and smiled awkwardly. âSorry, Uncle, my hands tremble sometimes.â
An Xiaxia chimed in right away. âYou know, you really should get that checked by a doctor!â
Song Qingchen was speechless.
An Xiaxia feigned a casual tone and asked, âSongsong, werenât you very sick yesterday? I see youâre already hopping around today. You must have an amazing doctor. Can I have their name?â
Song Qingchenâs face turned pale at those words.
Her illness yesterday had only been a show she had put on for Father Song.
She had taken a pill that would irritate her heart and pretended to pass out. She then told Mr. Song in tears that the engagement party wasnât her idea. Sheng Qingyi had tricked her.
And Sheng Yize had let her down. She was heartbroken.
Infuriated, Mr. Song had called Sheng Yize and ordered him to take care of Song Qingchen.
She then nagged until Sheng Yize peeled the apple for her. It was then that she had someone take a photo of the scene and send it to An Xiaxia, so as to cause strife between the couple.
She was here to blatantly show off her triumph, but had never expected to be defeated by An Xiaxiaâs performance!
Right now, An Xiaxiaâs piercing question caused a chill to crawl down her spine.
She had pretended to be so sick yesterday, but she was prancing all over the place here now... She might as well be slapping her own face.
Sheng Yize shifted his indifferent gaze toward her. He was reassessing her.
âHeh... It wasnât all that serious, really. My daddy overreacted...â Song Qingchen forced a smile.
âOh~ I see.â An Xiaxia tilted her head and went on. âSongsong, could you stop making Sheng Yize go to you for minor illnesses from now on? I think I might get jealous!â
Song Qingchen felt as if she had swallowed a fly. However, she couldnât retort in front of Sheng Yize and had to keep playing the gentle and considerate girl. âIâm so sorry. I never thought I would bring you that much trouble. I didnât want to get Brother Ah Ze, but...â
âIt was a lot of trouble.â An Xiaxia nodded earnestly, which almost made Song Qingchen choke.
In such a foul mood, Song Qingchen couldnât stand the food anymore. She rose to her feet. âI just remembered that I have some errands to run... Excuse me, but I need to go back now.â
âXiaxia, see Miss Song out,â said Papa An.
âSure.â An Xiaxia smiled and took Song Qingchenâs hand. âSongsong, this way.â
Song Qingchen smiled back with a rigid face.
Once downstairs, An Xiaxia ditched her hand immediately. Song Qingchen was also no longer that gentle girl. Instead, she said meaningfully, âAn Xiaxia, you really are a piece of work! Just look at that show you put on for Sheng Yize...â
âThat was nothing compared with what you did! Iâd nominate you for an Oscar! Hereâs a piece of advice: next time you want to play the weakling, at least powder your face! With those rosy cheeks and that glow on your face, I almost couldnât believe that you were in the ER last night!â
Her lie exposed, Song Qingchen gritted her teeth in a frenzy of rage. âAn Xiaxia, you... youâre so mean...â She sounded pitiful and weak again.
âI what??â There was no warmth in An Xiaxiaâs voice now. âI know youâre his childhood sweetheart and did save his life once. I thank you wholeheartedly for that as much as he does, but that doesnât mean Iâll give away my boyfriend just like that!â An Xiaxia raised her chin and marked her territory.
Tears filled Song Qingchenâs eyes and she ran out of the house.
Before An Xiaxia could turn around, she was in Sheng Yizeâs arms. His deep voice then rang out over her head. âXiaxia, come visit my family.â
âHm... Are you going to marry me after that?â An Xiaxia said jokingly.
âSay you will and Iâm yours!â