69: Chapter 69 Are You Jealous?

69: Chapter 69 Are You Jealous?

Song Yuwei, whose mood Qin Han had just been building up, fell out of character in an instant, a rare hint of embarrassment appearing on his face as he scratched his head and said, “Um, I was wondering what we’re having for dinner tonight?”

Watching Qin Han’s expression, Song Yuwei couldn’t hold back her laughter, covering her mouth and giggling softly.

In the next moment, she tiptoed up and kissed him on the face as lightly as a dragonfly skimming water.

With the soft touch of her lips, Qin Han was momentarily stunned, touching the spot where Song Yuwei had kissed him, just staring blankly at the distant lights, speechless for a long time.

“You fool!” Song Yuwei chided softly upon seeing Qin Han’s dazed expression.

Song Yuwei turned her head and continued walking forward.

Qin Han saw that she wasn’t pressing the issue of his rebirth anymore and let out a long sigh of relief internally.

If she kept asking, he didn’t know how he would continue to fabricate the story.

“Do you think I’m a femme fatale?” Song Yuwei suddenly asked.

After all, the origin of today’s incident was her.

Originally, Qin Han was just accompanying her to the party, but now things had ended badly, and they had ruined Ni Zhiwei’s martial arts cultivation, thoroughly offending the Ni family.

Although it had been Ni Zhiwei who harassed her first, it was still because of her appearance.

Song Yuwei was no peerless beauty, but her pure looks alone were enough to drive many men crazy.

“Even if you are a femme fatale, I can protect you,” said Qin Han with a light smile upon hearing her words.

If the initial reason for Qin Han deciding to stay was because Song Yuwei was the benefactor who saved his life in his previous life, it was through spending time with her that he realized the original intent of staying had unconsciously changed.

Throughout history, although some have achieved undying empires, Qin Han felt they were more like cold machines, without trustworthy people by their side, even their bedfellows.

Song Yuwei gave Qin Han a sidelong glance and said, “When did you become so good at talking, did you use these lines to make girls happy outside too?

You…”

At this point, Song Yuwei suddenly stopped talking.

What was she saying?

They were finally getting along well, and even if he had done something outside, that was in the past.

Watching Qin Han, she spoke in a tense, soft voice, “Don’t overthink it, I just…”

“I’m not overthinking,” Qin Han interrupted her with a smile, then said earnestly, “I was an asshole before.

Let’s have a good life from now on.”

“Mhm!” Song Yuwei replied softly, scrutinizing Qin Han’s handsome face and smiling sweetly.

Qin Han grinned and asked, “Yu Wei, were you jealous just now?”

“Jealous of your ghost!” Song Yuwei retorted with a coquettish snort, her pretty face flushing slightly as she saw Qin Han wasn’t angry but instead looked very happy.

“Give me some time,” Song Yuwei said, lifting her head to meet Qin Han’s gaze.

“Okay, okay, okay!” Qin Han replied cheerfully, uttering three ‘okays’ in a row.

He would naturally give Song Yuwei the time she needed.

After all, if they were to really calculate it, they had known each other for less than a month.

Moreover, the only tie between the previous man and Song Yuwei had been their marriage certificate.

Song Yuwei didn’t especially have feelings for him.

“I’m not in a hurry, no matter what, you can’t escape me this lifetime.

You’re destined to grow old with me,” Qin Han said with a light chuckle.

Song Yuwei gave him a sanitary look.

The dinner was quite lavish, Song Yuwei seemed to be in a good mood, making an entire table full of dishes.

“Wow!

So many delicious things!” The little guy exclaimed happily at the table filled with food.

Song Yuwei looked at the little one with affection brimming in her eyes, “Then you must eat a bit more.”

“Mhm!” The little one nodded vigorously.

Seeing Qin Han only eating vegetables, she asked, “Daddy, why don’t you drink alcohol?”

“Why should I drink alcohol?” Qin Han asked with some confusion, upon hearing the little one’s words.

The little one said seriously, “Before, if there was good food at home, you used to drink a lot of alcohol.

But you won’t hit Mommy after drinking, will you?”

Qin Han was a bit amused, yet also felt a pang of heartache, and he seriously told the little one, “Daddy promises you, he will never drink excessively again, and he will never hit Mommy again.

Is that okay?”

“Let’s pinky swear!” The little one stretched out her chubby little finger towards Qin Han.

After formally pinky swearing with the little one, she began to eat her meal with joy.

At this moment, at the Ni household, Ni Zhiwei stood in front of a crowd, loudly lamenting, while Ni Zhiqiang lay unconscious on a stretcher on the ground due to excessive blood loss; a throng of doctors from the Ni family clumsily carried Ni Zhiqiang towards the medicine room on the first floor.

Ever since Ni Zhiqiang became a martial artist, relying on the mental method and secret texts he left behind, the Ni family also started training their younger generation.

Practicing martial arts inevitably led to injuries, so they established their own medicine room and employed a group of doctors to stay at home, ready for emergencies.

“Who exactly did this to Qiang’er?

Has our Ni family been too low-profile lately, resulting in many people forgetting about the existence of the Ni family?” An old man with an imposing aura sat in the main seat, his face filled with anger.

“It was Qin Han, that good-for-nothing son-in-law from the Song family!” Ni Zhiwei said through gritted teeth.

The old man’s eyebrows furrowed tightly as he said coldly, “A good-for-nothing son-in-law can break the arm of Qiang’er, who possesses Xuan-level martial skills?

Are you joking with me?”

“Family Head, it indeed was Qin Han!” One of Ni Zhiqiang’s martial brothers stepped forward and said.

“What exactly happened?

Speak!” The old man’s eyes blazed with anger.

Ni Zhiwei, seeing the Family Head truly enraged, stammered, “He…

he hit me, and my second brother avenged me, then…”

“You must’ve been causing trouble again, you good-for-nothing!” The elder struck Ni Zhiwei’s face with the back of his hand; he was in agony!

The Ni family’s status today relied on Ni Zhiqiang’s identity as a martial artist and on the support provided by Ni Zhiqiang’s master, Duanmu Chen, to the Ni family.

Without the presence of Ni Zhiqiang and Duanmu Chen, the Ni family’s current status would entirely collapse.

Seeing Ni Zhiqiang’s arm broken, how could the elder not be furious?

That was the future hope of the Ni family!

“Family Head, please be patient and calm.

We have already contacted our sect, and I believe our master will soon arrive!” Ni Zhiqiang’s martial brother Wei Dachuan said.

No matter how anxious the elder felt inside, seeing that the speaker was Ni Zhiqiang’s martial brother, he could only glance at Wei Dachuan, gave a slight bow, and said, “Thank you, nephew Wei!”

After instructing his attendants to arrange for Ni Zhiqiang’s martial brothers’ accommodations, the elder went straight to the medicine room, caring more about Ni Zhiqiang than about Ni Zhiwei.

Seeing the elder leave, Ni Zhiwei turned to his father, Ni Kun, with a sorrowful expression, “Dad, what should we do?”

“What should we do?

How should I know?

Your second uncle only had one son, Qiang’er, who is now crippled.

How do you expect me to explain this to your uncle in the afterlife?” After saying this, Ni Kun raised his hand as if to strike Ni Zhiwei, but seeing his son also had injuries on his face, he sighed and pulled his hand back.

Ni Zhiwei wiped his nose and pleaded, “Dad, you have to take revenge for my second brother and me!”

“Revenge?

How?

Even your second brother was beaten up like this!

I’m telling you, don’t even think about any foolishness.

We’ll wait for the people from Zhiqiang’s sect to arrive before deciding anything!”