Chapter 334: Chapter 334: Don’t worry, I’m here!
Xiao Jinghuai glanced at her, then waved his hand dismissively, "Qiao Yu, watch your behavior."
Qiao Yu understood Xiao Jinghuai; he was that kind of man — overly rigid and traditional. She used to think he was too boring, and with their considerable age difference, she’d always hesitated. But now, she truly felt she’d missed out on a good man.
"I know! But it’s not a big deal for a sister to hold her big brother’s arm, right? But if Brother Jinghuai doesn’t like it, I will behave properly. Let’s go then!"
Xiao Jinghuai glanced at the phone on his desk, "Alright—"
Damn it! Last night, he actually couldn’t hold back and ended up with that annoying little girl...
After he finished showering and walked out of the bathroom, she was no longer on the bed. Probably because she didn’t know how to face him, so she fled while he was showering.
But she left her phone behind. He thought she’d come to get it soon, but so far, he still hadn’t seen her.
Not even a phone call, she really has a big heart.
Or has someone already bought her a new one, so she doesn’t need this one anymore?
Qiao Yu noticed something unusual about the man next to her and asked with a smile, "Brother Jinghuai, what are you thinking about?"
"Oh, nothing. Let’s hurry over so we don’t keep Mr. Di waiting too long."
Qiao Yu knew in her heart he must be thinking about Song Song...
Soon, she could completely break them apart.
...
Spending the whole day at the Xiao Family’s old house, Song Song felt a bit uneasy, but because she had to prepare lunch and dinner for Mr. Xiao, she tried to stay calm.
At this moment, Xiao Jiuru happened to walk in from outside, saw Song Song cleaning, and smiled as he approached to lightly tap her shoulder, "Hey! Why are you cleaning?"
"Where are the housekeepers?"
Song Song was initially startled but smiled when she saw it was him, "Uncle, it’s you! You scared me."
"You haven’t answered me, why are you the one cleaning?"
Xiao Jiuru looked at her wearing a t-shirt, denim overalls, with the front strap soaked, clearly evidence of a full day’s work...
Song Song smiled faintly, "I was bored anyway, so I decided to do it. By the way, thank you for telling me what Grandpa Xiao likes to eat; otherwise, I wouldn’t know how to handle it."
"Still, Qiao Yu is impressive, being able to make a table full of dishes, while I... almost burned the sweet potato porridge at lunch, but luckily Mr. Xiao didn’t mind."
Xiao Jiuru beamed, "Looks like you’ve done well today, so what about dinner?"
"What did you prepare for dinner?"
Song Song didn’t realize anything was amiss, "Still sweet potato porridge! Oh, it’s not the lunch one; I made a new one."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Jiuru just felt awkward, his smile became unnatural, "You... made him eat the same thing all day, do you think that’s appropriate?"
"Uh..."
Song Song initially thought nothing of it, but now that he mentioned it, she really did feel it was inappropriate.
"So what should I do? There’s no chef in the kitchen, and I can’t cook. Should we wait for Qiao Yu to come back and do it?"
That didn’t seem quite right either; Qiao Yu had specifically entrusted her with this task when she left today.
Xiao Jiuru raised his hand to reassure her, "Don’t worry, I’ve got this! Let me make a phone call first..."
"Mm-hmm."
After the call, Xiao Jiuru gave Song Song an "OK" hand gesture, "All sorted, someone will soon deliver the food."
"You can say you made it. I won’t tell anyone, and neither will you, so nobody will know. Plus, it’ll win Grandpa’s favor, why not?"
Song Song felt uneasy, "Is that really okay?"
Xiao Jiuru reached out to pat Song Song’s shoulder, "Don’t worry, trust me..."
At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the main entrance.
"What are you two doing?"