Ji Qingyun didn't react for a moment and let Leng Jing pull him out of the restaurant.
It wasn't until the car stopped downstairs of the Zhai family's villa that he realized he had really come here as if possessed.
Why did he come here just because of a single word from Leng Jing? Was it really just because he didn't react in time? Or did he also want an answer deep down in his heart?
This time, he didn't want to dig deeper. He was afraid that the answer he got would be the one he didn't want.
"You go in by yourself. I'm going back." Ji Qingyun forced a bitter smile and shook his head, indicating that he wouldn't go in with Leng Jing. "By the way, be careful. You can call Auntie to help you if you need to."
Now Song Ge didn't understand his feelings, and he had never revealed them to her. So even if there was really something going on between her and Zhai Cheng, he had no right to interfere, right?
"Why not go in? We're already here." Leng Jing said in a daze, holding on to his clothes and refusing to let go. She insisted on pulling him in.
It had taken her so much effort to bring him here. How could she let him leave just like that? He hadn't seen the thing that would make him give up yet.
Ji Qingyun subconsciously resisted, but his feet couldn't help following Leng Jing into the villa.
Inside the villa.
It had taken so much persuasion from Maid Chen, but she finally managed to convince Song Ge to come to the living room.
"Miss Song, all these were specially ordered by the young master for you. Please have some." Maid Chen brought out the soup that had been simmering in the kitchen and happily placed it on the coffee table.
Song Ge gave it a cold look and flat - out refused, "I won't eat. I'm not hungry yet."
She was still angry in her heart. How could she be in the mood to eat?
"Miss Song, stop being angry. It'll hurt your stomach if you keep doing this." Maid Chen looked at her amusedly and patiently advised, "Anyway, you can't play around with your own body, right?"
It seemed that there was indeed some truth to it. Song Ge's determined heart began to waver a little under Maid Chen's persuasion.
She looked at the food on the coffee table and then at Zhai Cheng in the distance who didn't even give her a glance. Song Ge still couldn't bring herself to eat.
Just as she was struggling whether to eat or not, suddenly there was the sound of footsteps in her ears, and then a familiar male voice came from above, "Not willing to eat?"
Song Ge snorted and didn't answer.
She originally thought that this way he would leave, but Song Ge waited for a while, and he showed no sign of leaving. Instead, he sat down on the sofa next to her.
"Now I'll give you two choices. Either eat by yourself or I'll feed you. Which one do you choose?" Zhai Cheng asked meaningfully without the slightest impatience.
Feed? How long had it been since she was last fed? Song Ge looked at him in shock and subconsciously refused, "I..."
"Still not going to eat? Then I'll do it myself." Zhai Cheng interrupted her unfinished words.
Within seconds after he finished speaking, a spoon appeared in front of Song Ge's mouth, filled with steaming soup.
"Eat." Zhai Cheng said calmly, but his tone carried a powerful force.
Song Ge's mind suddenly went blank, and she opened her mouth as if possessed.
Zhai Cheng's lips curved into a nice arc. He gently and tenderly sent the soup in the spoon into her mouth.
Maid Chen was stunned at first, and then a smile like a flower bloomed on her face.
Wasn't this just great? When the two of them were arguing so fiercely just now, it really worried her.
After confirming that there would be no more conflicts between the two of them, Maid Chen picked up the useless tray and quietly retreated, leaving them some alone time.
After that mouthful, Song Ge suddenly realized something. She thought to herself that she couldn't do this, but her mouth still honestly ate the food he offered one mouthful after another.
"You're definitely too afraid to look, so you didn't come in." Leng Jing's voice came from afar, followed by the sound of her opening the door.
The two people in the living room didn't react in time and still maintained their previous positions. Just then, Zhai Cheng had just fed her a mouthful of soup.
The first thing Ji Qingyun saw when he was pulled into the door by Leng Jing was this scene.
All four of them stood still for a long time. The atmosphere suddenly became a bit strange.
"See, I told you, but you just didn't believe me. Now that you've seen it with your own eyes, you should believe it, right?" Leng Jing was the first to react.
She naturally broke free from Ji Qingyun's hand and looked at him gloatingly.
Song Ge also came to her senses. Her little face instantly turned red. She was a bit at a loss and pushed the spoon away.
"Drinking again?" Zhai Cheng frowned and glanced at Leng Jing. There was a bit of disgust in his tone. "You're not a child anymore. Why are you still so naughty?"
Leng Jing ignored him and staggered towards him. She said proudly, "I know what I'm doing. I won't let anything happen to myself."
Although the conversation between Leng Jing and Zhai Cheng made the atmosphere in the living room less awkward than before, there was still a strange feeling lingering.
Zhai Cheng calmly glanced at Ji Qingyun who suddenly appeared at the door and slowly put away the spoon.
"I'm a bit tired. Let me lie down here for a while." Leng Jing walked to the sofa in a daze and fell asleep right away.
Actually, she was already drunk in the restaurant. She had been holding on during the journey back to the Zhai family's villa.
A strong smell of alcohol hit them. Song Ge turned her head to the other side because she wasn't used to it.
"Maid Chen, get someone to make some sober - up soup for her. A young girl getting drunk like this." Zhai Cheng rubbed his temples and said with a headache.
Hearing this, Maid Chen rushed out of the kitchen in a hurry. She was shocked when she saw Leng Jing like this. "Miss, hold on. I'll go make the sober - up soup right away."
After saying that, she called another maid and asked her to go to the kitchen to make the soup for Leng Jing.
Lying on the sofa, Leng Jing still mumbled something. It was all about making Ji Qingyun give up, but no one could understand.
"I still have something to deal with. I'll go over there to make a phone call." Zhai Cheng gave Ji Qingyun a deep look and then said to Song Ge.
The latter nodded at him in a daze.
Zhai Cheng smiled satisfactorily. He pushed the soup bowl on the coffee table a bit closer to her and gently instructed, "You must finish this soup. Otherwise, it'll get cold."
"Got it." Song Ge nodded. There was a look of entanglement and helplessness on her face.
Now that her senior was here, she felt as if Zhai Cheng was doing it on purpose. Why couldn't she remember Zhai Cheng being so gentle before?
After giving all the instructions, Zhai Cheng finally left.
Although he really didn't want to leave, Ji Qingyun must have something to say to Song Ge when he came here. It was right to leave some space for them to talk.