Chapter 201 Substitute Marriage: Warlord Marshal VS First Actress (3)

Author: melon crisp

Zhou Tairong was pulled by her sister and turned to look at the young man in his early twenties. Under the handsome eyebrows was an overly delicate face, with milky white skin, thick and long eyelashes, and looked a bit rouge-like.

The bridge of the nose is high and straight, especially the lips that are not red and light pink, like peach blossoms.

However, Zhou Tairong thinks that the most beautiful thing about this person is his light amber eyes, which are like honey. Especially the coldness in his eyes makes people feel that this person is unattainable, especially now that he is wearing a military uniform and has a straight posture.

It feels even more majestic.

Zhou Qingying was polite to him, "Ci'er came back early without saying a word, so we could pick you up at the city gate."

"It's not too much trouble, Third Aunt."

The young man spoke very coldly, especially his calm eyes, which did not give him any face.

Zhou Qingying felt extremely uncomfortable after hearing this. She was already the real wife, and she still called her "three aunts and three aunts, three aunts and three aunts." Wasn't it sincerely disgusting for her?

Zhou Qingying was upset and didn't want to talk anymore, so she took a puff on the cigarette pipe to calm down.

Zhou Tairong followed Song Ci who was walking forward and showed a hasty smile, "Aren't we all one family?"

Song Ci walked away without looking at him.

Zhou Tairong looked at the retreating figure, with other emotions flashing deep in his eyes.

I still remember the first time they had an unpleasant encounter when they were young. At that time, the steamed buns he finally changed were trampled to pieces by someone. He wanted to go to that person to argue, but the young man stood in front of him and threw a few pieces of ocean at him.

Let him go away. Then he trampled his dignity into the dirt. At that time, he secretly swore that he would not let him have an easy time. But fate played a trick on people, and they turned out to be a family. This is really ridiculous.

Zhou Qingying knocked on the cigarette bag, and she woke up Zhou Tairong's thoughts: "Brother Song Ci has such a temper, let's not think too much about it. Let's go to the hall first and wait until the commander comes back, then we will serve it."

Zhou Tairong smiled nonchalantly, "I didn't think about it. Sister, I was overthinking it."

Zhou Qingying looked at him, always feeling that he was lying to her. After all, Zhou Tairong was ruthless at heart. He would dare to put a knife on his mother's neck if he was ruthless. How could he be so good-tempered and not care about others.

I said hello and went to the lobby in the front yard.

Song Ci didn't come back for two years and stayed in Su City. First, Song's father saw that Song Ci was getting older and wanted to take this opportunity to establish a prestige for Song Ci. Second, he was spoiled too much when he was a child and wanted to temper his temper.

When he returned to the room, the placement of the furnishings was exactly as he remembered it. The furnishings were all clean and dust-free, and it looked like they were cleaned every day.

Song Ci changed out of her clothes into a simple off-white loose cashmere sweater and gray trousers. As soon as she changed, she heard a knock on the door.

The man in black clothes and trousers walked in, his tone was as friendly as before, and he reached out to touch the top of his head, "Xiao Ci is back, she is more beautiful than before and has grown taller."

"Ren Qinian, I don't want to listen to you now." Song Ci raised her hand to stop his movements, raised her long and thick eyelashes, and her voice only now had a hint of warmth.

With a broad palm on his shoulder, Song Ci raised his head and took a clear look at the tall man in front of him. His facial features were strong and smooth, his phoenix eyes were charming, and his pursed lips revealed a slight arc when he saw him.

"Xiao Ci, you haven't known how to call me big brother after being away for several years?"

Song Ci thought of the words he overheard that day, a subtle fluctuation flashed in her eyes, she pushed his hand away, and opened her petal-like thin lips lightly, "Why?"

A little surprise flashed in the man's eyes. This was the first time in so many years that he heard him call him by his full name. It turned out that he always liked to call him big brother.

Ren Qinian asked, his voice still gentle: "Xiao Ci, are you unhappy? Did something happen or did I do something that you feel bad about?"

Song Ci frowned and pressed the hand on his shoulder a little too hard. His face turned ugly and he stretched out his hand to wave it down. Due to the force, his collar was crooked, revealing his fair and round shoulders: "Don't go too far."

Ren Qinian's eyes touched his white eyes, which were hot for a moment, and she instantly slid her gaze to his face.

Noticing his expression, she smiled helplessly, as if she was doting on the naughty child when she was a child. She seemed to regard his behavior as unreasonable, "Stop losing your temper. Your godfather is coming back soon. Don't be like this."

He won’t be happy if he sees it.”

Song Ci's voice was cold, and her eyes seemed to be stained with snowflakes, "Are you worthy? You are just a playmate my father found for me, why do you pretend to control me?"

When Ren Qinian heard this, his eyes flashed coldly. The thing he least wanted to hear was Song Ci's words again. Every time he thought of this, he felt like a person who could come and go as soon as he called.

Toys have no dignity at all.

His attitude softened, and his smile was still so gentle, "Xiao Ci, if you are unhappy, you can tell me. If you think I am not good enough, I can change it."

Song Ci looked at his hypocritical attitude and it made him sick. He didn't want to see Ren Qi aged anymore, so he pushed him away and walked out.

Ren Qinian staggered when he pushed him, and looked at the young man's leaving figure and fell into deep thought.

The past two years since Song Ci left were indeed good, at least he has gained strength, but his temper still hasn't changed and he doesn't know what it means to be restrained. He had no mother and was spoiled too much when he was a child.

After a while, he turned around and saw the clothes that had slipped on the ground. He didn't pick them up and put them aside. It was enough to do the show in front of him.
Chapter completed!