Military Marriage: Young Master Han's Intriguing Wife

Chapter 215 Molu "Congratulations." A perfect smile bloomed on Song Lingzi's face.However, there was a trace of sadness in the depths of her eyes.Six years, six years of relationship, finally disappeared.Not only because of Zhuo Tianyuan's betrayal, but also because she no longer loves this man.

Her heart no longer beats for this man, and no longer feels heartache for him. Even, when she thinks of those sad past events, she is only numb, without the slightest bit of grief.

Once upon a time, she was in pain because of his betrayal, but now she feels lucky because of his betrayal. If it weren't for his letting go, maybe, she would never understand that love is never the only thing in life.In addition to love, there is family affection and friendship.

"Lingzi—" Zhuo Tianyuan looked at Song Lingzi in shock.He really did not expect that Song Lingzi would say those two words so calmly.

Song Lingzi looked at Zhuo Tianyuan, her eyes were indifferent but indifferent: "Is there something wrong?" Jiang Han I have.

"..." His throat was full of words, Zhuo Tianyuan looked away weakly. "It's okay. I just came to say hello to you."

Song Lingzi nodded slightly. "If it's okay, I'll excuse you first."

Just as Song Lingzi was about to leave, Tang Lijun blocked her way: "Biao sister-in-law, why are you so impatient, it's rare to see each other, why don't you talk more?"

Song Lingzi saw strong hostility in Tang Lijun's eyes. "I don't think we have anything to talk about."

"Talk casually." The corners of Tang Lijun's mouth curled up slightly, with a hint of indifference. "I really want to get closer to my cousin, won't my cousin not even give me some face?"

Song Lingzi smiled. "What's the cousin talking about? If I really want to talk, I think the dress of my cousin is very beautiful."

Tang Lijun raised his eyebrows in surprise. "Biao sister-in-law likes it?" She never expected that Song Lingzi's first sentence would be about the clothes when she opened her mouth to chat.

"No." Song Lingzi shook her head. "What suits you may not suit me. I've never been interested in what doesn't suit me."

Tang Lijun's expression suddenly changed.She didn't know if Song Lingzi was referring to the clothes or the man beside her.

Song Lingzi turned around and left calmly.

Zhuo Tianyuan stood where he was, watching her slender back gradually go away, his eyes gradually dimmed.Whether he wants to admit it or not, the facts are in front of his eyes, the Song Lingzi who loved him deeply no longer exists.

A person who doesn't know how to cherish what he has is mostly because he can't understand her preciousness when he has it.Unfortunately, when a person understands her preciousness, it is precisely the time to lose it.this is life.

When Song Lingzi returned to the hall, she saw Han Shaoting standing not far away.The corners of her mouth were slightly curved. Even though the hall was full of people, she still saw him at the first sight. Is this a kind of tacit understanding?

"Sister-in-law." Han Xin appeared out of nowhere, holding Song Lingzi's arm, and coquettishly said in a low voice, "Sister-in-law, come with me to have something to eat, I'm so hungry."

Song Lingzi burst into a smile. "Wait a minute, the New Year's Eve dinner is about to begin."

"Don't wait." Han Xin was impatient. "Each year, I delay eating until very late. I would rather eat out than come back and suffer."

Song Lingzi was a little surprised. "you……"

Han Xin looked around, and then leaned close to Song Lingzi's ear: "If the old man didn't force me to go home, I would definitely not come back."

Song Lingzi understands Han Xin's mentality a little bit. The New Year's Eve, which belongs to family reunion, is turned into a family carnival day by the old man. It is really annoying to a young girl.

Song Lingzi accompanied Han Xin into the kitchen.

As if entering no one's land, Han Xin quickly picked up a few pastries, slipped out with Song Lingzi through the side door, and walked to the greenhouse.

Han Xin chose a long chair and sat down. "Every New Year's Eve, we spend it like this."

Song Lingzi looked at the unfamiliar flower house, with a trace of doubt: "Is this flower house owned by the old man?"

"No." A trace of sadness flashed in Han Xin's eyes. "It's ***. After grandma passed away, it was grandpa who took over."

Song Lingzi's eyes showed a bit of envy: "I wanted to own a greenhouse before."

"What happened next?" Han Xin asked. "You are now fully capable of owning a greenhouse."

"Later, I found out that it takes a lot of energy to take care of the greenhouse." Song Lingzi looked at the blooming flowers in the greenhouse, with a smile on her lips. "I don't have the energy to do it right now."

Han Xin didn't understand what Song Lingzi was thinking. "Don't you have a lot of time now?"

Song Lingzi was about to answer Han Xin's question when the phone's ringtone interrupted her train of thought.She picked up the phone, and heard Han Shaoting's displeased voice coming through the phone: "Where are you?"

"I'm in the greenhouse..." Before Song Lingzi finished speaking, Han Shaoting interrupted her: "Hurry up, grandpa is going downstairs."

Song Lingzi held the phone, her heart suddenly panicked.

Seeing that Song Lingzi was in such a panic, Han Xin was not in the mood to eat. "Let's go, I'll accompany you there."

Song Lingzi glanced at Han Xin gratefully, Han Xin smiled and comforted Song Lingzi: "Don't worry, grandpa is not a tiger."

Song Lingzi showed a pale smile. Her impression of Mr. Han was still at a vague stage, and she only knew that he was a very coercive old man.With her skill, she can fool Han Shaoting, but not the old man.

Song Lingzi left the greenhouse and went straight to the hall.

As soon as Song Lingzi stepped into the hall with one foot, there was a sound of steady and powerful footsteps from the stairs, and then, Mr. Han in army green appeared in front of everyone.

Song Lingzi walked to Han Shaoting's side, secretly cheered herself up, and tried her best to calm down her nervousness.

When Mr. Han came down from upstairs, Mr. Tang beside him stepped forward to say hello, and then they both sat on the sofa to accept the junior's New Year's greetings.

Han Shaoting is the grandson of the eldest son, holding Song Lingzi's hand, walked up to the two elders and said auspicious words: "I wish grandpa and grandpa all the best, Songhe prolongs the year."

Mr. Han did not look at Han Shaoting, but at Song Lingzi. His sharp gaze was like a real sword, with a tinge of awe-inspiring chill, which made Song Lingzi a little afraid.

Withdrawing his gaze, Mr. Han said to Han Shaoting: "Well, I have a heart."

Song Lingzi's heart skipped a beat, but she had to pretend to be calm, and stepped forward to say auspicious words: "I wish grandpa and grandpa a happy new year, and a long life without boundaries."

Mr. Han looked away and took out two red envelopes from his pocket. "Well, take it."

Song Lingzi had imagined thousands of situations, but she didn't think of this one. Holding the red envelope, she obediently stepped aside.

Han Shaoting tilted his head, smiled gently at her, and leaned close to her ear: "I just said that grandpa is not such a difficult person to get along with."

Song Lingzi still has an unreal feeling of being in the clouds. "I think too much."

Han Shaoting took her hand, avoided the crowd, hid aside, and waited for the New Year's Eve dinner.

Half an hour later, the New Year's Eve dinner was on time.Song Lingzi and Han Shaoting sat at the table of Mr. Han and Mr. Tang.

The New Year's Eve dinner was very sumptuous, but Song Lingzi didn't have much appetite.She would rather eat hot pot with her mother than eat in front of so many people.Too many people talking is enough to make people lose half of their appetite.

After the New Year's Eve dinner, Song Lingzi thought she was going home, but unexpectedly, Tang Min stopped her: "The three of us are short of one, so you can make up the number."

Song Lingzi looked at the mahjong, a trace of astonishment flashed in her eyes.Is this testing her with mahjong?

She sat down naturally.At this moment, a ridiculous thought flashed through her mind.This woman, the biggest advantage of having a son is that she can pass on the grievances suffered by her mother-in-law when she was young to her daughter-in-law.Of course, not all mother-in-laws are so overbearing.

The sound of rubbing mahjong was very crisp, Song Lingzi looked up, and saw Han Shaoting talking to several cousins, and had no idea of ​​saving her at all.

She lowered her head, collected her thoughts, and began to focus on mahjong.

The round passed quickly, and the chips in Song Lingzi's hands did not change significantly. On the other hand, the victory and defeat were immediately apparent.

Han Xin quietly walked to Song Lingzi's side, ready to cheer Song Lingzi up, but found that the mahjong in Song Lingzi's hands was all the same. .

Now, Han Xin was so excited that he swept Mahjong down and showed off triumphantly. "My sister-in-law is all the same."

Everyone was shocked, especially Tang Min, who looked at Song Lingzi with complicated eyes.

Song Lingzi was calm and pretended to be calm: "One more round, one more round." In fact, she never planned to win. For her, winning or losing at the mahjong table is not important, but the private connections.So, all the way down, she was releasing water.

As for why she plays mahjong so well, the main reason is that Mrs. Zhuo likes to play mahjong the most. In order to get close to her, Song Lingzi learns the skills of playing mahjong day and night.

At dawn, Song Lingzi stood up and said goodbye to Tang Min.

Tang Min had a good impression of Song Lingzi. "When you are free, go home and have a look."

Tang Min likes low-key people, and Song Lingzi's attitude won her heart very much.In her opinion, a person who can control winning and losing freely is a kind of strength in itself.No matter where you are, people respect powerful people.

Song Lingzi smiled: "I will." The relationship between her and Tang Min has made substantial progress after tonight.She is very confident about future development.

After bidding farewell to Tang Min, Han Shaoting and Song Lingzi bid farewell to Mr. Han and Mr. Tang.

Mr. Han's expression was indifferent, and he couldn't see any joy or anger: "Did you leave so soon? Didn't you say to ask for leave?"

"We are on leave." Han Shaoting said bluntly: "However, you know that young people have their own world."

Mr. Han was a little annoyed: "Don't forget your responsibilities."

"Master, I haven't forgotten." Han Shaoting's tone remained indifferent. "What should be done, what should not be done, I have a sense of proportion." Responsibility, and responsibility, can't he live a normal life?