Warm Marriage: Sheng Pampers His Wife

Chapter 5 I Will Marry Him
Mr. Xia's study room is the innermost one on the east side of the second floor.

Yang Ma opened the door first for the two of them, "Second Young Master, Miss Song, please come in."

Xia Tingjin groaned, and pulled Song Ying straight in.

He was not afraid of Old Man Xia before, and now he is even more out of shape. He ran to the other party's side in a few steps, afraid that Old Man Xia would not be able to hear clearly, and shouted loudly: "Grandpa!"

Mr. Xia is 79 years old. Before retirement, he held an important position in the national military. After retirement, he stayed at home, reading and writing, and occasionally went out to play chess with his old man.

He lives a regular life, has a strong body, and has a rosier complexion than many young people nowadays.

"Wandering around, what does it look like?" Mr. Xia scolded Xia Tingjin lightly, his eyes turned friendly, "Ying girl, I haven't seen you for many years."

"Grandpa Xia," Song Ying looked straight at Mr. Xia, his eyes and movements were very natural, "How have you been all these years?"

"Okay, why not!" Mr. Xia stood up holding his crutches, and after a while, he said in a drawn out voice, "It's you..."

Xia Tingjin's ears were sharp, and the person in front of him didn't pay attention, so he heard this sentence, glanced at Song Ying, and tilted his head to look at Mr. Xia, "Grandpa, what's wrong with Aying?"

"Nothing?" Mr. Xia pressed his cane and sat down again, "I remember Song Ying likes to drink lotus seed porridge, you go downstairs and ask Mama Yang to make one for her."

When Xia Tingjin heard that Song Ying liked it, he immediately said happily, "Okay, I'll go right away."

Before he finished speaking, he bounced out of the room. Hearing the sound of footsteps gradually going away, Mr. Xia was silent, and then he was interrupted by Xia Tingjin just now and said: "It's you... just now I heard Mama Yang say you Take the initiative to ask to marry Tingjin?"

Song Ying did not hesitate: "Yes!"

Mr. Xia slowly leaned back on the chair, and suddenly knocked on the table: "Are you sincere?"

Song Ying: "..."

She clearly meant that she was forced, Old Master Xia sighed heavily.

He and Song Ying had only met a few times before, and the two that left the deepest impression were two times, one was ten years ago, when the Xia family had an accident, Song Ying accompanied Mr. Song to see him.She was only ten years old at that time, wearing a pink pettiskirt, and she was not afraid of strangers when she saw people, and sweetly called him "Grandpa Xia".

The first time was five years ago, when Mrs. Song passed away, he went to offer her condolences and saw her at the funeral.

She was clearly extremely sad that time, but in order to finish the funeral on time, she didn't shed a single tear during the whole process.

At that time, he thought, it would be great if it was Song Ying who was engaged to Tingjin.

However, when it came time for this wish to come true, he hesitated again.

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"I think you can see the current situation of Tingjin. In all fairness, I would like you to marry him. But if he gets better in the future, it's fine. If he doesn't get better in the future, won't you be dragged down by him for the rest of your life?" ?" After thinking about it for a while, Mr. Xia still decided to speak his mind.

This girl is a good one, he can't delay her because of his bastard.

"As for the engagement." He pondered and said, "Don't worry, I'll find someone to take care of it. Your father and that one will never dare to blame you."

After all, the old man is old, so he speaks slowly.Song Ying felt a warm current go through her whole body when she heard him halfway through.

"Grandpa Xia." Touching the jade bracelet on her wrist that Xia Tingjin forced to wear, Song Ying raised the corners of her mouth and said briefly, "I am willing to marry Second Young Master Xia."

Mr. Xia was stunned, and after a few seconds, he sighed again, "You don't have to be afraid of your dad and who?"

"I'm not afraid of them!" Song Ying cut off his words, with a smile in his eyes, "I really want to."

"Second Young Master Xia is not bad, I like him very much. Besides, he treats me well." Song Ying said honestly.

And looking at the current situation, if she fails to marry this time, Song Daoan and Wei Qiuping will find someone else in the future. In short, it is absolutely impossible for them to let her freely manage their marriage.

Instead of that, it's better to be Xia Tingjin.

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After talking with Mr. Xia upstairs for more than 20 minutes, Song Ying said goodbye and went downstairs.

Xia Tingjin was staring at the rice cooker in the kitchen, when he heard footsteps on the stairs, he didn't even look at the cooker, and jumped out from inside, shouting, "A Ying."

Thinking about something, Song Ying looked at Xia Tingjin like an ordinary child, "What's wrong?"

Xia Tingjin hugged her without saying a word, put his chin on her shoulder, and said nice words: "I miss you."

Song Ying: "..."

At the door of the kitchen, Mama Yang winked and put the peeled fruit on the tea table with a smile, "Miss Song, please sit down and eat some fruit first."

Song Ying felt inexplicably embarrassed, touched her nose, and broke away from Xia Tingjin's embrace, "Okay."

Mama Yang covered her mouth and snickered.

Song Ying: "..."

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Xia's lunch officially started at twelve o'clock.

Xia Shunian left temporarily due to work, and there were only Zhou Qingyun, Xia Tingjin, Mr. Xia and Song Ying at the dinner table.

Mr. Xia sat at the front, Zhou Qingyun sat on the left, Song Ying planned to sit behind her, but Xia Tingjin refused, so she had to sit next to him.

"A Ying, you eat this." Xia Tingjin picked up a piece of tofu and put it on Song Ying's plate.

"Thank you." Song Ying grinned.

Xia Tingjin was dazzled by the smile and stuttered, "Ah... Ah Ying, you are so pretty!"

"Cough!" Master Xia glared at Xia Tingjin, "Eat your meal well."

Xia Tingjin refuted him without fear, "I will only eat A Ying if I eat."

Zhou Qingyun burst out laughing.

"This child." She shook her head, "Hurry up and eat, if you don't eat, Song Ying won't like you."

Xia Tingjin didn't believe it, so he turned his head and asked Song Ying: "Is what mother said true?"

The whole family looked at her, Song Ying wanted to laugh, and followed Zhou Qingyun's words: "It's true."

Xia Tingjin immediately picked up the bowl: "Then I'll eat."

This time, not only Zhou Qingyun, but also Mr. Xia didn't hold back, and the corners of his mouth curved upwards.

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Because Xia Tingjin talked a lot, it took more than an hour for a meal to end. After the meal, Song Ying accompanied Zhou Qingyun to talk for a while, and got up to leave.

There are classes in the third and fourth quarters in the afternoon, and she wants to go back to school for class, and by the way, clarify what happened in the past two days.

Zhou Qingyun didn't hold back much and asked her to go back.

Unexpectedly, Xia Tingjin hugged Song Ying's waist and did not lose it, "No, you can't go."

His strength was so great that Song Ying couldn't break free, so she had to ask Zhou Qingyun for help, "Aunt Xia."

Zhou Qingyun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, she stretched out her hand to grab Xia Tingjin's arm, "Let go of Song Ying, she is going home!"

Xia Tingjin stiffened his neck, and suddenly said without thinking: "A Ying will not come back after leaving."

Zhou Qingyun: "No, Ah Ying will come over tomorrow."

"Yes, I'll come back tomorrow." Song Ying had a general understanding of Xia Tingjin's brain circuit through the observation during the meal just now, and said softly, "You can see me tomorrow."

"But I want to keep looking at you. By the way..." As if thinking of something, Xia Tingjin's eyes lit up, and he said to Zhou Qingyun, "Mom, help me take pictures."

Zhou Qingyun simply didn't know how to talk about her son. When he was healthy and healthy, it was not worrying. It is still the same now, so he is not afraid of scaring Song Ying away.

Zhou Qingyun shook her head and went to get the camera.

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Following Xia Tingjin's wishes, Song Ying took a group photo and a bunch of single photos, and finally Song Ying was able to leave Xia's house.

After leaving the compound, Lao Li, the driver who took her back, asked, "Where is Miss Song going?"

Song Ying wanted to talk about going to S University, but just as the words reached her throat, a text message came to her cell phone.

The sender is Song Daoan.

There is only one sentence in the text message: come back for dinner at night!
Song Ying: "..."

"Miss Song?" Lao Li turned around and asked.

Song Ying closed the phone, "Go to Bihai Villa."

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　　By the way, I haven't written in the past two years, and the rhythm and so on are not very stable now. If you have any opinions, you can raise them, and I will correct them, okay?
　　
　
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