788 Sleeping Under the Same Blanket
“Maybe there’s alcohol in the soda. I feel dizzy. I’ll rest for a while before leaving.”
“If you’re not feeling well, don’t leave. Stay here tonight. It’s not like you don’t have a room,” Song Minghui said.
Lin Yi secretly gave her a thumbs-up. His future mother-in-law was quite sensible.
“I’m sorry, it’s my first time here, but I’ll have to trouble you.” Lin Yi said awkwardly.
“We’re family. What’s so troublesome about that?” Song Minghui said.
“It’s not easy for you to come here. Don’t leave tonight. You can stay anywhere you want.”
“That’s right. The two of you usually live together anyway, so why can’t you do so here?” Ji Antai said.
“We normally just have dinner together at night. After that, we go back to our separate homes. We don’t stay together,” Ji Qingyan explained.
“Your mother and I have been to your place several times. Every time, we didn’t see anyone home and even called you. Back then, you even claimed that you were at home. I want to know where you went in the middle of the night.”
Ji Qingyan blushed. “That, that’s not what you think. I only go to his place for a meal occasionally.”
“Yes, yes, yes, just occasionally. Thirty days a month, not as often as you think,” Lin Yi said.
“What nonsense are you spouting?” Ji Qingyan pinched Lin Yi’s waist angrily.
“I don’t know how to lie. You only come over for 30 days a month.”
“Girl, you only know how to deceive yourself and others,” Song Minghui said.
“I may be old now, but I know about you young people. You’re already so old. There’s nothing to be embarrassed about. I’ve already tidied up the room for you, so you’ll stay here tonight.”
“Thank you, Auntie. I’m a little sleepy now. I’m going back to my room to rest.”
“Go and rest if you’re tired. I’ll send some fruits and tea over.”
“Alright, then I won’t talk to you anymore. We can continue tomorrow night. Let’s have a heart-to-heart talk then.”
“Alright, alright, alright. Come here for dinner at night. It’ll save you two the trouble of cooking.”
“Then I won’t stand on ceremony with you, Auntie. I’ll definitely come often in the future.”
“We’re family now. There’s no need to be polite.”
After saying that, Song Minghui looked at Ji Qingyan. “What are you still sitting there for? Go back and rest.”
“I want to talk to Dad again.”
“Didn’t you stay at home for a few days before this? Haven’t you talked to your father enough back then?”
“No, I have a lot to talk to my dad about.”
“But I have nothing else to say to you. Go and rest. You still have to work tomorrow.”
She was speechless.
Lin Yi went to the second floor of the villa.
Ji Qingyan’s room was much more tender and warm than the room in Jiuzhou Pavilion.
Invisibly, there were also hints of her past.
One wall in the bedroom consisted of a large row of bookshelves.
There were all sorts of certificates and photos of Ji Qingyan when she was young.
There were even a few very old stuffed animals that had been washed until they lost their color. They were all quietly placed by her bed.
This was the place where Ji Qingyan grew up, and every corner seemed to be filled with memories.
Crack…
Ji Qingyan walked in from the back and closed the door.
Just as Lin Yi was about to speak, he felt Ji Qingyan’s hand reach to his waist and pinch him hard.
“Why are you pinching me? I didn’t provoke you.”
“You still have the cheek to say that? You did it on purpose.”
“What do you mean? I don’t understand what you’re saying at all.”
“Stop pretending!” Ji Qingyan put her hands on her small waist and was about to say something.
“You just want my mother to let you stay here and arrange for the two of us to stay in the same room so that you can take advantage of me.”
“What are you talking about? I didn’t say I wanted to sleep with you. If you don’t want to sleep with me, you can go to another room. Your family has so many rooms. There’s no need to follow me here.”
“This is my room. Why am I the one who has to move out?”
“Because my future mother-in-law has arranged for me to stay here. If you don’t want to stay, you can leave. You can even return to Jiuzhou Pavilion. In short, no one is stopping you.”
“Lin Yi, I’ll strangle you to death.”
Ji Qingyan threw herself on top of Lin Yi, and the two of them began wrestling on the bed as Ji Qingyan shed all pretenses of a lady.
After a while, Ji Qingyan’s hair was in a mess and she was drenched in sweat.
Even so, she was still pleasing to the eye.