Han Meiya sent Song Huaiqian away last night and followed the drama until two or three in the morning before going to bed. It seemed that not long after she fell asleep, she was woken up by the doorbell.
"Who is it?" She got up from the bed angrily and staggered to open the door.
Outside the door, Song Huaiqian was dressed in casual clothes with a bright smile, "Good morning, Yaya."
"Brother, do you want it so early?" Han Meiya held on to the door frame, yawned, and asked, "What are you doing here?"
"It's late." Song Huaiqian pushed her away, walked straight in, and said to her: "It's almost nine o'clock. I bought breakfast, and we will go back to my mother's house after we finish."
Han Meiya followed him to the restaurant, lay down on the dining table, and said, "Shall we go back in the afternoon? I'm so sleepy now."
"I left before nine o'clock last night, what time did you go to bed?" He asked casually, opening the breakfast boxes one by one, and placing the chopsticks and spoons in front of her.
"Sit up. I bought you the seafood porridge and your favorite fried fish."
Smelling the smell of seafood porridge, Han Meiya felt really hungry. She sat up slowly and said, "I'm going to wash my face first."
After washing up, they returned to the dining table, where they sat facing each other and had breakfast.
"I just told you, can you go back to your mother's house in the afternoon?" Han Meiya suddenly asked.
Song Huaiqian said: "I think it's noon for us to leave first, and it will be one or two o'clock when we get there. Let's go early and come back early."
"Okay, then I'll listen to you." Han Meiya said, "By the way, I have to buy something when I go back. How do I calculate this?"
"I'm ready, you just need to come out."
Han Meiya smiled and asked him in a teasing tone: "Song Huaiqian, your mother is so strong, and she has her favorite daughter-in-law, she will definitely not like me. Then she will disrespect me and use words to humiliate me.
What should I do? I don’t want to endure it.”
Song Huaiqian raised his eyelids and glanced at her, and said with a careless smile: "Why don't you think about it, what if my mother likes you after we meet? Respect is mutual, if she really said no to you
If you say that, I won’t be happy either.”
"Just talking about my background, your mother would not agree to us being together." Han Meiya suddenly became interested, tilted her head, anticipating what would happen next, and said: "If she doesn't agree to us being together, she will do all kinds of things.
Make things difficult for me. Your family is so rich, do you think she will give me a check worth tens of millions and ask me to leave you like the scene in the TV series? Then I will make a lot of money!"
"Haha." Song Huaiqian smiled helplessly, "You are overthinking. I have already had a showdown with her, and my marriage is my own decision. Even if she doesn't agree with us being together, I won't listen."
He looked serious when he said this, which was completely different from Han Meiya's joking look. He expressed his stance through her joking words.
Han Meiya also felt his seriousness. She scratched her forehead uncomfortably and said, "I was joking. Okay, I've finished eating. You can eat slowly."
When she came out of the restaurant, she let out a long breath. She was so speechless, why did she say those things?
After Han Meiya packed herself up, she and Song Huaiqian went out together.
On the way back, Song Huaiqian asked: "Are you nervous? After all, you are meeting your parents."
"It's not true. Why are you so nervous?"
Song Huaiqian nodded, feeling strange after hearing this.
"By the way, when you get back later, just call me Huaiqian. Don't call me Lawyer Song. Song Huaiqian's name sounds fake."
"Okay, I'll call you Huaiqian. That's no problem." Han Meiya had no objection.
He thought for a while and then said: "If I do some intimate gestures to you, such as holding your hand or hugging your shoulders, I hope you won't resist."
Han Meiya felt that this was something couples would inevitably do, and the request was not too much, so she agreed.
"Thank you for your understanding." He was surprised that she agreed so readily, and he was quite touched by it.
Han Meiya said: "You helped me a lot before. You stayed with me when I was most frustrated and uncomfortable. I will do whatever you can to do this little request of yours. I regard it as a return of your favor."
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"Return the favor?" Song Huaiqian was startled, as these three words seemed to suddenly widen the distance between the two of them.
"Yaya, I thought our relationship was so good that there was no such thing as returning a favor."
"No matter how good the relationship is, there can't always be someone who takes, and there can't always be someone who gives. Reciprocity is a given."
"I mean, forget it..." Song Huaiqian didn't know what to say. He felt that he was even more repelled by the word "returning favors."
"I found that you are really not very good at expressing yourself. How do you win one lawsuit after another like this?"
"These are two different things. In fact, I think I am a very interesting person. You might as well get to know me more deeply, so that you can make different discoveries."
"Yo? Are you bragging about yourself?" Han Meiya naturally understood what he meant by talking in a roundabout way, and teased him pretending to be relaxed.
"Hey, forget it if you don't believe it." Song Huaiqian also pretended to be helpless and said.
The two chatted and laughed, and soon arrived at the Song family's mid-level villa.
After the car was parked, a security guard came over, opened the car door, bent down and shouted respectfully: "Hello, Third Young Master."
After getting out of the car, Song Huaiqian naturally took Han Meiya's hand and went in.
The house is decorated magnificently, showing luxury. The living room is large and empty.
"Sit down first." Song Huaiqian said.
Han Meiya looked at the big mansion and asked, "Who lives here?"
"My parents, my brother and my sister-in-law." Song Huaiqian said calmly.
"oh."
The housekeeper came down from upstairs and came over to Song Huaiqian and said, "Third Young Master, Madam is taking a nap. Please wait a moment."
"Got it." Song Huaiqian said calmly, then took Han Meiya's hand and said, "Let's go back to my room first."
Han Meiya knew that when the old lady said she wanted to take a nap, she was actually giving herself a warning. But she didn't care and was very happy to visit Song Huaiqian's room.
His room is in a room at the back of the third floor. When you open the door, you will see a whole wall of books, which is full and dazzling. The whole room is gray, which makes people feel unhappy after looking at it.
"Wow, so many books? Have you read them all?" Han Meiya walked towards the bookshelf and asked.
"Absolutely. As you know, I study law and I have a lot of books on professional knowledge."
"I'm still studying medicine, and I don't have as many books as you." Han Meiya liked knowledgeable people, and couldn't help but feel a certain admiration for Song Huaiqian that she didn't even notice.
Her fingers wandered over a book, and finally stopped on one of them, and suddenly laughed out loud: "Hey, aren't you? You actually read romance? Yu Shu's books?"