Leng Wanqing skipped into the room from outside.
"Brother, the things you asked me to deliver have..."
When she saw Xia Sanghuan with slightly disheveled hair, she obviously paused for a moment, and her voice gradually trailed off.
"...been delivered."
She slowly finished this sentence, looking blankly at the two people in front of her.
Moreover, it wasn't just Xia Sanghuan's hair; even big brother's collar was in a mess.
The scene in front of her was so shocking that she couldn't come to her senses for a moment.
Before she could ask more questions, the girl turned around and walked upstairs without hesitation, completely ignoring Leng Chuanjin who was left behind.
She rushed back to her room and locked the door tightly.
It was so embarrassing.
She walked towards the bathroom and turned on the switch on the wall. The white light made her blink.
But she didn't care about that now.
She walked up to the mirror and began to carefully examine her face in the mirror.
Her hair had fallen loose, and she didn't know where the hair tie had been thrown.
If you looked closely, you could see that her lips were red and swollen.
There were even red marks on her neck where Leng Chuanjin had kissed her.
Her face instantly turned as red as if it were bleeding. She took two quick steps back and looked at herself in the mirror in disbelief.
No matter how you looked at it, she seemed like a girl who had just been intimate with her boyfriend.
What should she do?
She bit her still slightly swollen lower lip.
She didn't want to hide her relationship with Leng Chuanjin. On the contrary, she was very happy to let others know - after all, he was the one she had been longing for the most.
But when she really faced Leng Wanqing, she still ran away at the last minute.
It wasn't because she was afraid of her reproach, but because she was too shy.
Just as she was in a daze in front of the mirror, there was a sudden knock on the bedroom door.
Alarm bells rang in her mind, and she instinctively didn't make a sound.
The person outside knocked for a while. After finding no response, they spoke.
"Sanghuan."
"It's me."
When she recognized Leng Chuanjin's voice, Xia Sanghuan walked over to open the door.
She opened the door a tiny crack, showing only her eyes.
"What, are you turning your back on me just after we kissed?"
The man bent down and looked at her mischievously.
"I'm not."
The girl glared at him.
"If not, then hurry up and let your husband in."
He pushed the door open with a little force. Before Xia Sanghuan could react, he slipped in and then locked the door behind him.
...
"Brother, you..."
Leng Wanqing looked at Xia Sanghuan's "fleeing" back, then at her calm - faced big brother.
Leng Chuanjin tidied up his collar a bit and coughed lightly.
"What's the matter?"
"You... and her..."
Leng Wanqing struggled to find the right words.
"I confessed my love to her."
In the surprised gaze of his younger sister, the man replied very calmly.
"From now on, she's your sister - in - law."
"Don't be disrespectful to her anymore."
"Got it?"
...
Leng Wanqing just couldn't figure out how her big brother, who had once complained to their mother, had managed to win Xia Sanghuan over so quickly.
She would never forget that night when her big brother had sat dejectedly across from their mother, quietly telling her his troubles.
If she hadn't suddenly barged into the study, the two of them might have talked all night.
It was then that she had learned that her big brother liked Xia Sanghuan.
And he had liked her to such an extent.
Except for the time when Jing Zhan was diagnosed with Treeman Syndrome, she had never seen her big brother with such a sad expression.
And the cause was Xia Sanghuan's cold - war with him.
Leng Wanqing's mind was in a complete mess. She sat there on the sofa in a daze, feeling unable to think.
Uncle Wang, who had been called back by Leng Chuanjin, saw the second young lady in this state and couldn't help but walk forward worriedly.
"Second young lady, what happened?"
Leng Wanqing looked up at him, opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say.
Was she supposed to tell Uncle Wang that the "country girl" she had once tried every means to drive out was now her sister - in - law?
This whole thing was just so unbelievable!
Seeing that she didn't say anything, Uncle Wang wanted to continue asking, but when he looked up, he saw the young master and Miss Xia coming downstairs.
"Let go."
Xia Sanghuan gritted her teeth and whispered to Leng Chuanjin.
"No."
After hearing this, he tightened his grip on her hand.
So Uncle Wang saw their intertwined hands without any surprise.
He paused for a moment, then nodded with a smile.
"Master, Miss Xia, dinner will be ready in five minutes."
After saying that, he left the living room and walked into the kitchen, leaving Leng Wanqing alone as a "third wheel".
God knows how long Leng Chuanjin had coaxed Xia Sanghuan to get her out of the bedroom.
Fortunately, after the initial shyness, the girl gradually calmed down. Her personality wasn't that coy in the first place. Under Leng Chuanjin's persuasion, she had no choice but to compromise and obediently go downstairs for dinner.
"So you two are really together?"
Leng Wanqing looked at the two people sitting very close together - to be exact, Xia Sanghuan was sitting there against her will.
"Of course."
As the man said this, he gently squeezed the girl's hand.
"...Yes."
The girl gave an embarrassed smile to Leng Wanqing sitting across from her.
The once - aloof second young lady of the Leng family snorted while holding onto her pride.
"Even so, I won't call you sister - in - law."
The man's face darkened a bit. Just as he was about to start preaching, the girl beside him spoke up.
"It's okay, Wanqing. You can call me whatever you like."
As long as you don't make things difficult for me like before.
The girl looked at her with a smiling face and swallowed the second half of the sentence.
This dinner was both sweet and embarrassing - sweet for Leng Chuanjin, embarrassing for Xia Sanghuan and Leng Wanqing.
After the man sent the girl back to her bedroom door, he lowered his head and gently kissed her forehead.
"I'll let you off tonight."
Looking at the girl's flustered eyes, he chuckled softly.
...
After Xia Sanghuan took a shower, she fell onto the bed without even drying her hair.
Too many things had happened this afternoon. No, it should be said that something huge had happened, making it impossible for her to fall asleep now.
"I like you."
"I like you, Xia Sanghuan."
Leng Chuanjin's voice kept echoing in her ears. Her heart was pounding wildly, and his determined eyes kept flashing before her eyes.
She couldn't help but hug the doll in her arms tightly. It was the one she and he had won together.
Then her thoughts shifted from that game to the kiss this afternoon.
She felt like her brain was soaking in a hot spring, being steamed by the heat rising from her face and unable to think.
Leng Chuanjin's thin lips looked cold and ruthless, especially when they were tightly pursed, as if the words that came out the next second could kill.
But when he kissed her, they were unexpectedly soft and carried his unique scent.
When their lips and tongues were intertwined, her mind went completely blank, and she couldn't think of anything.