Military Marriage: Young Master Han's Intriguing Wife

Chapter 213 Going back to the old house Song Lingzi's hand holding the spoon trembled, and a few drops of soup splashed out. "Have you talked to the old man?"

"Is it necessary?" Han Shaoting knew that if the old man knew about it, he would definitely not meet Song Lingzi.

"Then what if..." Song Lingzi was really worried, what if the old man saw her and shook his face in public?Take it to Song.

Han Shaoting interrupted Song Lingzi's words: "There is no chance." He would not allow Song Lingzi to back down. As Han Shao's wife, she will face many big scenes in the future, so she can't always find an excuse to retreat behind the scenes, right?Everyone will have an inexplicable sense of fear when doing something for the first time. What Han Shaoting has to do now is to eliminate Song Lingzi's inexplicable fear.

Song Lingzi took a sip of the soup and brought it to her mouth, but her mind was thinking quickly, how to ask Han Shaoting to give up this idea.

Han Shaoting seemed to see Song Lingzi's thoughts, and directly stated his position: "Lingzi, all the relatives who came this time are relatives of the same family. If you don't attend, it will have a different meaning if you attend later."

Song Lingzi stopped drinking the soup when she heard the words, she understood the meaning hidden in Han Shaoting's words.This year is the first Spring Festival of her newlyweds. If she avoids attending this time, it will leave a very bad impression in the hearts of the Han family.First impressions often affect those people's intuitive views of themselves. .

"Okay. I'll go." Song Lingzi gritted her teeth and agreed, if it wasn't for the dragon's pond and tiger's den, would she really be afraid of the old man?

"Then you dress up well." Han Shaoting achieved the purpose of persuasion, so he didn't say much.

"Okay." Song Lingzi remembered the clothes that Han Shaoting accompanied her to buy some time ago.Starting tonight, she has to study carefully which clothes are more suitable for her.

"Ding dong, ding dong..." Song Lingzi hugged the pillow and covered her ears, not wanting to hear disturbing voices.

When the doorbell finally disappeared, Song Lingzi breathed a sigh of relief and went back to sleep.Unexpectedly, within a minute, the phone at home rang again.

Song Lingzi had no choice but to get up to answer the phone. "Hello, Han family."

"Ling Zi, are you sick?" Zhuang Ya's voice was full of anxiety. "Why didn't you answer the door after I pressed the doorbell for so long?"

Only then did Song Lingzi wake up, the person who rang the doorbell just now was Zhuang Ya. "Mom, I slept too deeply." Now she found that it was not a good thing that her mother lived too close to her.

"Why?" Zhuang Ya was very worried. "Are you too tired?" Like all mothers, Zhuang Ya immediately thought of the word sick.

Song Lingzi felt a headache when she thought about matching clothes and choosing jewelry for the past two nights. "Mom, I'm fine."

"It's good that you're fine. Tonight is New Year's Eve. Yangyang and I went out and bought a lot of ingredients, just waiting to show off tonight." Zhuang Ya was a little excited.Since she had Gao Yangyang as her companion and lived so close to her daughter, she was in a good mood and was no longer as depressed as before.

"Mom." Song Lingzi interrupted Zhuang Ya. "I'm not home tonight."

"Not at home?" Zhuang Ya was stunned, never expecting this answer. "Where are you going on New Year's Eve?"

"Shaoting and I go back to the old house." Song Lingzi was a little helpless.She really didn't want to go back. "Happy New Year to the old man."

"That's it." Zhuang Ya understood. "Then I'll keep the food. I can't eat anything when I go to the banquet."

Song Lingzi felt the same way. "Well, but don't leave too much, you can't eat that much in the middle of the night."

Zhuang Ya repeatedly agreed on the other end of the phone, but Song Lingzi smiled on the other end.She believed that when she came back, there must be a table full of dishes to greet her.

Song Lingzi hung up the phone, got up to freshen up, went to the beauty salon for a facial, and came back with a new hairstyle.

When she got home, Han Shaoting was sitting in the living room, busy making money for the new year.

"Do you need so much?" Song Lingzi felt a little headache when she saw a large stack of red envelopes. "Isn't someone from my family here to participate tonight?"

"Some relatives will also come over." Han Shaoting said indifferently. "Pretend a little more and be prepared."

Song Lingzi looked at the mountain of red envelopes and thought to herself, this is not one or two o'clock.The so-called big family is very troublesome. Fortunately, in this era, there is no need for a family to live together in one place. Otherwise, it would be enough for Song Lingzi to socialize with those people.

Seeing her standing, Han Shaoting looked up at her, "New hairstyle?"

"Yeah." Song Lingzi was a little unnatural, "Does it look good?" Her new hairstyle is still big wavy curly hair, full of layering, fluffy and full of curls, but not cumbersome, but revealing a woman's unique charm and elegance , The bangs parted in the middle create a noble temperament.

"It's okay." Han Shaoting said lightly, then lowered his head and continued to pack the red envelopes.

Song Lingzi's shoulders drooped, and she was deeply shocked. "It's okay, is it a good meaning, or a bad meaning?"

"Not much has changed." Han Shaoting said bluntly. "Why don't you keep your hair straight?"

Song Lingzi was silent.She had had straight hair for six years and didn't want to, perhaps because she wanted to change herself.

Back in the room, Song Lingzi stood in front of the mirror and began to try on clothes.

An hour later, Han Shaoting knocked on the door, "Are you ready?"

Song Lingzi was sitting in front of the dressing table putting on makeup, when she heard Han Shaoting's voice, she answered casually, "Wait, I'm almost ready."

When Han Shaoting walked in, he saw that Song Lingzi was already dressed up.A red ruffled dress made her noble and gorgeous, as if she was standing on the red carpet waiting for an award. The black belt completely outlined her graceful figure.The bright red color makes her skin soft and shiny.A delicate face is wearing heavy makeup at the moment, deep royal blue eyeshadow makes her eyes shine, a layer of peach-colored rouge is brushed on her cheeks, and a layer of rose-red lipstick is applied on her light pink lips. lipstick.

The most surprising thing is that Song Lingzi rolled up the waves on her head and made them into a fluffy and tall retro bun, which perfectly interpreted the noble and elegant temperament.

Han Shaoting stepped forward, took out a black fur shawl from the closet, and wrapped it around Song Lingzi's shoulders. "Put on!."

Song Lingzi was very dissatisfied, and muttered: "There is heating in the room, what are you afraid of?"

Han Shaoting glared at her. "Even if there is heating, I can't let people take advantage of my wife for nothing."

Song Lingzi tightened her shawl, and for a long time, she was not afraid that she would be cold, but that she would be eaten tofu and lose face. "The current clothes are like this, you don't know it."

When Han Shaoting heard this, he was a little annoyed: "Then you can choose other clothes to wear. It seems that I didn't buy this dress, right?" The clothes he bought were either conservative, or had matching coats and shawls.

Just as Song Lingzi was about to refute, she was thinking that there was still a tough battle to be fought tonight. In front of a big enemy, it seemed irrational and uneconomical to offend the immediate superior in front of her.So, she swallowed this breath and swallowed: "I just think this dress is more suitable for the atmosphere of the Spring Festival."

Han Shaoting is still very satisfied with the color of this dress. After all, the old man's generation still prefers the color red, and Song Lingzi wearing this dress will leave a good impression on the old man.His only dissatisfaction is the backless design.

Song Lingzi's back line is very beautiful, not as skinny as some women, and she doesn't have fat. Most importantly, her back is smooth, white and delicate, like a piece of fine porcelain, which makes people love it.During the most intimate time between husband and wife, he often used his lips to worship this place, how could it be possible for other men to take advantage of it now?For Han Shaoting, the wife belongs to him alone.

"You're right." Han Shaoting accepted it as soon as he saw it, not wanting to freeze the relationship between the two, and let the old fox smell it.

Song Lingzi understood that Han Shaoting's potential as a tyrant must not be changed. Recently, she has been more kind to her, probably because she did not violate his bottom line.Once this bottom line is crossed, Han Shaoting will be able to bring out the character of a bully and a tyrant to the fullest.

Seeing Song Lingzi in a daze, Han Shaoting frowned in displeasure. "Are you ready?"

"Get ready." Song Lingzi put earrings on her earlobes as if she had just woken up from a dream.

Han Shaoting picked up his own dress and quickly changed into it.Before and after, it didn't take a few minutes.

When Han Shaoting put on his gown, he and Song Lingzi joined hands and walked towards the elevator together.

When they arrived at the parking lot downstairs, Han Shaoting personally opened the car door for Song Lingzi, showing off his elegant demeanor.Song Lingzi was not polite either, stepped in and sat down.

When Song Lingzi went to the old house for the first time, she was very nervous and her palms were sweating. However, in order to hide her nervousness, she still found topics and chatted with Han Shaoting.

When Han Shaoting's car drove into the courtyard of the old house, Song Lingzi's heart instantly rose to her throat.

Han Shaoting looked back, seeing her pale face, he was a little worried: "Are you motion sick?"

"No." Song Lingzi didn't want to admit that she was nervous. "I, I'm a little uncomfortable."

"Uncomfortable?" Han Shaoting frowned. "I told you to go to bed early last night, but you didn't listen to me."

Song Lingzi pouted, isn't she preparing for today's banquet? "I'm just worried..."

"Worried?" Han Shaoting deeply felt that women have the potential to be unfounded. "Can worry solve the problem?" In Han Shaoting's eyes, the so-called worry is meaningless worry. Take the time to solve the problem.

"Worry can't solve the problem." Song Lingzi was a little annoyed. "But you are my husband, can't you comfort me?" Women are naturally worried, and Song Lingzi doesn't ask for anything else, she just hopes that Han Shaoting can comfort her in a timely manner and strengthen her confidence.

Han Shaoting grinned, his white teeth were extremely dazzling under the light. "Okay, it's my fault. My wife is worried. As a husband, I should comfort you." Hot breath sprayed on Song Lingzi's face, and Han Shaoting's hand gently pressed her exquisite curves. "I don't know if this method of comfort will win my wife's heart more?"

Song Lingzi slapped Han Shaoting's Lushan Claw fiercely, and gritted his teeth: "Han Shaoting, don't push yourself too hard." At this point, why does this man still have such thoughts?

Hearing this, Han Shaoting lowered his head, and quickly pressed a kiss on Song Lingzi's cheek: "Don't be angry, you will get wrinkles easily when you are angry."

Han Shaoting's sudden change made Song Lingzi a little bit overwhelmed.However, Song Lingzi's doubts were quickly answered.

There was a clear "knock knock" sound from the car window, Han Shaoting rolled down the car window, and saw Han Shaoling's smiling face appearing in front of him.

"Brother, you want to make out, go home and make out. The relatives in my hometown are watching." Han Shaoling blinked ambiguously, and his words were a little teasing. "Or, you can think about it and drive the car to the back mountain."

Han Shaoting looked past Han Shaoling and looked at the relatives in his hometown not far away, with a gleam in his eyes.His intimate behavior just now was deliberately shown to these people.After all, how can showing affection in front of everyone be more convincing than being sweet in private?Han Shaoting wanted to express his attitude and tell them that no matter whether they accepted this wife or not, it was Han Shaoting's wife.

Song Lingzi also noticed that those people not far away wanted to dig a hole and bury herself.

Han Shaoting withdrew his gaze and turned to Han Shaoling, without blushing or panting, he replied generously: "I won't try it today, I will consider your suggestion next time."

Song Lingzi really wanted to kill her with tofu. Han Shaoting's thick skin doesn't mean she has thick skin either.

Han Shaoling touched his nose when he heard the words, "Brother, you are strong."

Han Shaoting stepped out of the car gracefully and opened the door for Song Lingzi. "After you have a wife, you will know that face is used to deal with other people."

Han Shaoling finally understood that if an unmarried man is a hooligan, a married man is a hooligan. "Hurry up and go in, Tang Jun and the others are here."

When Song Lingzi heard Tang Jun's name, she was slightly surprised: "Tang Jun? Didn't you say that you are from my family and relatives?"

"Tang Jun is also a relative of our family." Han Shaoting corrected, "You forgot, what is my mother's last name?"

Song Lingzi's face flushed slightly, she really forgot that this mother-in-law was from the Tang family.In fact, the relationship between the Tang family and the Han family is that Jiao Buli Meng, Meng Buli Jiao. "I didn't think of it for a while."

"In front of my mother, you can't be so confused." Han Shaoting was a little worried. Everyone said that mother-in-law and daughter-in-law are the most difficult to get along with, and Han Shaoting really didn't want the relationship between his mother and Song Lingzi to be like a fire.After all, Mrs. Han Tang Min has only one son.

"I see." Song Lingzi cheered up 12, "I will pay attention."

I'm very sorry, last night, due to the wind, I couldn't connect to the Internet.Now that the Internet can be linked, a chapter will be published first.If the situation permits, another chapter will be published.I hope you will forgive me a lot.