Chapter 6 Returning to the Door

Something embarrassing happened and I didn’t screw it.

Good guy, is this guy made of iron? His muscles are too hard.

Song Yu was complaining crazily in his heart, but he still held on to his dignity and didn't let go, even adding a little more strength.

"This, you know it hurts this time!"

Tan Huairong's face, which showed no reaction at first, gradually wrinkled up, as if he was in pain.

Song Yu panicked and withdrew his hand.

what happened? Does it really hurt? She obviously didn't even move!

"Hiss...Song Yu, you are really tough. Okay, don't expect me to agree to yesterday's conditions."

Tan Huairong covered his arms and walked towards the door as he spoke.

!

Could it be that Tan Huairong pulled her up to negotiate terms? Then she should seize this opportunity!

Taking three steps at a time to catch up, and blocking the door, Song Yu said with a smile: "No, brother, we have something to discuss."

"Apologise to me and I will forgive you."

Song Yu looked at his covered arms and then at his arrogant look, a little suspicious.

After a few seconds of silence, Tan Huairong suddenly took a step forward.

Song Yu thought he was leaving, and panicked. He closed his eyes and shouted, "Honey, I was wrong! You don't care about small people, please forgive me."

You can be sure that this volume can be heard through the door.

Both of them were stunned on the spot, especially Song Yu, whose face turned red and even his neck turned pink.

After a while, she found her voice and said, "Well, what I mean is that you should consider the conditions."

"Haha... think about it again..."

Song Yu had her heart set on killing herself. Why couldn't she speak louder than her head? Why should she call her husband?

Tan Huairong was no less shocked than Song Yu.

Now that I am nearly 20 years old, it is the first time I hear someone call me husband. It feels a bit strange.

But looking at Song Yu's face of shame and anger, Tan Huairong was in a good mood. It seemed that as long as he could bully this little woman, he would be in a particularly good mood.

The corners of his mouth turned up in an imperceptible arc, "Okay, I will reluctantly forgive you once. As for the conditions..."

Looking at the little woman's eyes full of expectation, he deliberately prolonged his voice.

"Guess for yourself."

After saying that, Tan Huairong put down the hand covering his arm, pushed Song Yu aside and walked away.

Song Yu reacted a few seconds later and jumped in anger, "Tan Huairong, you lied to me! You are shameless!"

Tan Huairong, who had already reached the stairs, smiled wider when he heard the shouts behind him.

Song Yu, this is your punishment for provoking me. This is called war, and you never tire of deceit. Have you learned it?

After going downstairs to the living room, Tan Huairong was stopped by the old man.

"Stop, where are you going? Have you apologized to Xiaoyu?"

Song Yu, who was following closely behind, turned around and was about to go upstairs when he heard the words, but Tan Huairong had already seen her out of the corner of his eye and called her over directly.

Song Yu walked up to the two of them angrily, "Dad, there is no way for us husband and wife to talk about not apologizing."

Talking about this stinky man Tan Huairong, not only did he not apologize, but he also tricked her into apologizing first. Even if I beat her to death, she would not say that she gave in first and called her husband!

Mr. Tan became more and more satisfied with Song Yu.

"From now on, Song Yu will live with me in Maochen Apartment."

After leaving these words, Tan Huairong took Song Yu's hand and turned around to leave, not caring about the old man's reaction.

After getting in the car and fastening his seat belt, Song Yu wanted to laugh excitedly, but he still felt a little unhappy when he saw Tan Huairong sitting in the driver's seat.

"Hey, if you agree, you agree. Lie to me again. Are you interested?"

"Well, that's interesting."

This little woman should know that when it comes to Huairong, he is not someone who can negotiate terms casually, nor can he be provoked at will.

But the strange thing is that in the past, when encountering this kind of situation, he always made the other party lose a layer of skin, or at least suffer, but for Song Yu, he just played with her.

It doesn't fit his style at all, but it doesn't matter.

Song Yu didn't speak anymore. She was afraid that she would yell out the words "interesting guy" when she opened her mouth.

It took a lot of effort to get this stinky man to agree to the conditions. Don’t let all your efforts go to waste. Stay calm...

The car stopped at Maochen Apartment. Song Yu got out of the car and couldn't help but be speechless looking at this place where every inch of land was only for rent but not for sale.

Tan Huairong is so rich and powerful that he can actually buy a house here.

After entering the door, Song Yu thought he was a guest and walked around randomly without looking around.

On the other hand, Tan Huairong's expression and posture were obviously much more relaxed than in the old house, and he seemed to be in a good mood. He generously let Song Yu choose his own bedroom.

Song Yu was not polite and chose the largest second bedroom.

The room was probably cleaned every day, and it was clean and tidy. She didn't need much tidying up. She rolled around on the soft big bed, and her tense spirit in the past few days relaxed.

To be fair, if Tan Huairong wasn't so arrogant, she could consider becoming friends with him. After all...

After thinking about it, Song Yu's eyelids gradually became weak, his face was buried in the quilt, and he fell asleep directly.

The next day.

The morning light shone on the bed, and Song Yu jumped up from the bed with a jerk.

Depend on! She fell asleep without any precautions, and the door was not locked!

There was a sudden knock on the door, followed by Tan Huairong's voice, which was muffled and low.

"Get up and go to your house."

Song Yu arrived in a hurry last night without bringing anything, but when she walked into the bathroom, she found that she had all her belongings.

Could it be that Tan Huairong had someone send it to him?

But the next second she rejected the idea. How could Tan Huairong be so kind? It must have been sent by Mr. Tan.

After washing up, the young couple went downstairs and unexpectedly met the housekeeper, Uncle Li, outside the gate.

"Second Young Master, I was about to call you. The Master asked me to deliver these gifts for you to take to the Young Madam's natal home."

Uncle Li opened the trunk and took out dozens of gift boxes, large and small.

Tan Huairong helped his arms and said with a cold expression, "Does the old man think I will go to my father-in-law's house empty-handed?"

"Well, I just want to add icing on the cake, nothing else."

Song Yu smiled and stepped forward in time to smooth things over, "Uncle Li, thank you. Please go back and help me thank dad."

"Yes, Madam Second Young Master."

Help Uncle Li move all these to Tan Huairong's car, because the trunk is already full of gifts, and the extra ones can only be placed in the back seat.

After Song Yu finished packing and said goodbye to Uncle Li, he opened the passenger door and got in.

Before he could catch his breath, Tan Huairong's sarcasm sounded in his ears.

"No matter how bad the Song family is, it's not like they haven't seen these things before, right? They are so aggressive in moving, are you losing money?"

Song Yu decided to take back what he had thought before falling asleep last night.

In this life, she will never be friends with Tan Huairong, this arrogant man!

Returning home was a big deal, at least for Song Yu. She didn't want to go home angrily.

Taking a deep breath, smiling, Song Yu tried his best to calmly say: "Article 2 of the third chapter of the agreement, respect the families of both parties."

"You can return the gift to make the old man look bad, but I can't."

Tan Huairong was stunned for a moment.

From then until they arrived at Song's house, the two of them didn't speak again, a rare peace.

Song's mother had been busy in the kitchen since early in the morning. When Song's father said that her daughter was back, she quickly put down her knife and went to the door to greet her.

Song Yu saw his parents and couldn't wait to get out of the car, but was grabbed by Tan Huairong when he was pulling the car door.

She turned back suspiciously, "What for?"

Tan Huairong pulled out a bracelet like a magic trick. Seeing Song Yu's reluctance to take it, he explained, "Well, the red mark on your wrist hasn't gone away yet. Use this to cover it."

The bracelet is made up of bright and full pearls, separated by prismatic crystals. It is low-luxury and elegant, complementing Song Yu's frosty and snowy wrist, and just covering up the trace.

"When did you buy it?"

"Picked it up on the roadside."

Song Yu was speechless. This man was really strange. He would never give a normal answer when you spoke to him properly. He was so venomous.

"I know! You want to cover up the evidence of domestic violence." She deliberately misunderstood him.

After saying that, Tan Huairong opened the car door and ran away without waiting for a reaction.

"Mom, Dad, we're back!"

Song Yu strode towards his parents regardless of his image, stepping on the spots of light that fell through the gaps in the shade of the trees, jumping with his high ponytail, and a happy smile on his unpainted face.

Like a carefree elf.

The two stood in front of Song's father and Song's mother. Song Yu jumped into Song's mother's arms, "Mom, I miss you so much."

"You kid, why are you still the same as before after getting married?" Mother Song hugged her daughter and laughed and scolded.

"Hello, Mom and Dad."

Tan Huairong had a large bag in his hand, Song's father quickly opened the door for him, and the whole family entered the living room in a grand manner.

"Wash your hands quickly. Mom made your favorite sweet and sour pork ribs and spicy and sour carp."

"Okay mom, Huairong and I will be here soon."

Song Yu pulled Tan Huairong into the bathroom and lowered his voice and said, "Don't forget our agreement and pretend to be more like it, okay?"

The two of them were a little close, and Tan Huairong could clearly see the little woman's curled and flickering eyelashes trembling slightly. He felt an itch in his heart, and a "hmm" came out of his chest with a dull sound.

"Wow, it smells so good, Mom, you are so awesome!"

After washing his hands and coming out, Song Yu rushed to the dining table impatiently.

"Look at how anxious you are," Song's mother scolded gently, but her face was filled with a smile. Apparently such scenes often happened in the Song family.

Tan Huairong saw this, and his breathing became stagnant for a moment.

"Huairong, don't be offended. This girl has been spoiled by us since she was a child. She is so carefree that she doesn't act like a girl."

"Mom, you talked about me again."

"It's okay, Mom, I like Ayu like this very much."

…

Two voices sounded at the same time.

After being stunned for a second, Song Yu suddenly blushed and quickly lowered his head to eat the rice in his bowl.

A piece of sweet and sour pork ribs landed in his bowl. When he looked up, Tan Huairong was looking at him with a smile in his eyes.

Those passionate peach blossom eyes were filled with the reflection of her Song Yu.

Song's father and Song's mother had been there before, so they naturally understood the deep love and affection floating between newlyweds and couldn't bear to disturb it.

A "family reunion dinner" was extremely harmonious.

"Mom, I used to think marriage was very scary, but Tan Jia was so kind to me! Tan Lao liked me, and Huairong was also very kind to me."

After dinner, Song Yu chatted with his mother about household matters, and glanced at Tan Huairong, who was dragged to play chess by Song's father, feeling a little nervous.

Tan Huairong had a deep misunderstanding about their family, and she was afraid that he would say something he shouldn't say to her father.

"That's not what you said before you got married, and you and Huairong have never met before."

Song's mother was afraid that Song Yu would lie to her.

"Oh, you were too. That was before. After we got married, I found that he was handsome and had a good personality. He was the perfect choice for a husband."

Song's mother felt slightly relieved when she saw that Song Yu's eyes were full of sincerity and didn't look like he was cheating.

"That's good. By the way, mom bought you a skirt yesterday. Go to your room and try it on."

Song Yu nodded happily.

On the small balcony in the study room, the father-in-law and his son-in-law were playing chess.

The slender fingers held a black jade chess piece. The cold white skin matched the black chess piece, which was really pleasing to the eye.

"Haha, Huairong, you lost." Father Song had long heard that Tan Huairong was a master of Go, and he just found an opportunity to compete today.

"Dad is a superb chess player, and I'm willing to be the loser."