After Being Reborn, Her Only Mission Is to Love Him Chapter 161: Why Stop?

Chapter 161: Chapter 161: Why Stop?

Song Sinian, upon hearing this, slightly raised his eyebrows, and the emotions at the bottom of his eyes softened a great deal.

“What’s their plan for sabotaging the feast? Do they have any specific plans?”

“They…” Zhao Xi was at a loss for words in response to Song Sinian’s question.

Shouldn’t their Mr. Song be as worried as he was?

That was the Lu Family’s ho turf, and with Xu Zhenzhen and Lu Zhaozhao going by themselves, they were bound to be at a disadvantage!

Zhao Xi had no idea how to express his concerns to Song Sinian.

“The ladies plan to go after the banquet at Xia Wenjin’s side has started; essentially, they intend to go straight there and wreck the place…”

As for the details, Xu Zhenzhen didn’t elaborate, so he’d been very anxious.

They had previously sent Xu Zhenzhen to protect Lu Zhaozhao to prevent her from being bullied at school while also aiming to know more accurately what Zhaozhao might encounter to strategize accordingly.

But lo and behold, Xu Zhenzhen had been turned by their lady!

Zhao Xi couldn’t help but sigh, thinking that if Xu Zhenzhen didn’t have a bit of a conscience and knew that if the matter blew up, Song Sinian would definitely find out, otherwise, she wouldn’t have spoken up, right?

Song Sinian pondered for a mont, “You go first and investigate what specific arrangents the Lu Family has in place, and then we will make a corresponding plan.”

“A corresponding plan?” Zhao Xi paused, and asked subconsciously, “Does Mr. Song plan to stop the lady?”

Song Sinian lifted an eyebrow in puzzlent, “Why would I stop her?”

“Then… then Mr. Song, do you plan to…”

Before Zhao Xi could finish speaking, he heard Song Sinian’s cool voice on the phone, “Of course, see how to help her sabotage the feast more effectively.”

“…”

All right, he was just needlessly worried.

Their household had always offered unconditional support for whatever Lu Zhaozhao wanted to do; they were known to be fiercely protective to the extre.

“What are you doing?”

Suddenly, a deep voice echoed in the garden.

Song Sinian had just walked in from the direction of the corridor. Seeing Lu Zhaozhao and Mr. Song sitting side by side, he raised his brow slightly, his gaze landing on Mr. Song.

Lu Zhaozhao chuckled lightly and hugged Mr. Song’s arm, saying, “I was just chatting with Grandpa, and he has sothing he wants to tell you.”

As she spoke, she shook Mr. Song gently and whispered, “Grandpa, go ahead, whatever it is, just say it.”

With no psychological preparation, Mr. Song, his arm now hugged by Lu Zhaozhao, beca muddled and blurted out the question he’d been holding back.

“Why are you unwilling to play chess with ?”

There was silence.

As soon as he spoke, Mr. Song felt the question was sowhat redundant.

He was sure the answer would be either Sinian didn’t enjoy it or didn’t like spending ti with him, an old man. What other reason could there be?

“I am not unwilling.” Song Sinian’s dark eyes blinked slightly, his expression unrippled.

Mr. Song’s eyes nearly popped out, “Then why did you just leave when I began playing chess?”

Song Sinian replied in a asured tone, “Because you usually only play chess with the butler, and you don’t like it to be too noisy while playing.”

“???”

For the first ti, Mr. Song felt communication with Song Sinian was so effortless!

Now it seed that even if they went to the Lu Family’s banquet and beat them up, their Mr. Song would still join in the fray.

Zhao Xi, feeling a bit of a headache, rubbed his temples, “Then I’ll go investigate the Lu Family banquet process and report back to Mr. Song as soon as possible.”

“Mhm.”

“…”

While Song Sinian was on the phone with Zhao Xi, Old Master Song andered from the dining room to the backyard.

He originally wanted to sneak a peek at how Lu Zhaozhao and Song Sinian got along.

But when he arrived at the garden, he found only Lu Zhaozhao there alone.

“Zhaozhao, where’s that boy Sinian? Why isn’t he here keeping you company?” Old Master Song said as he walked over and sat down beside Lu Zhaozhao.

Lu Zhaozhao chuckled, her eyes bending into crescents, “Mr. Song has so business to take care of on the phone.”

Besides work ergencies, Song Sinian rarely left her side.

So naturally, Lu Zhaozhao wasn’t bothered by it.

Old Master Song looked at Lu Zhaozhao’s relaxed deanor, hesitated for a mont, and then slowly started to ask, “Zhaozhao, when you’re with that kid Sinian, do you ever… uh, find it hard to communicate with him?”

Lu Zhaozhao’s eyes blinked decisively, and she shook her head, “Not at all. Mr. Song is very reasonable.”

“…”

Hearing the phrase “very reasonable,” Old Master Song couldn’t help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

There was no one more difficult to talk to than Song Sinian in the world; every ti he, the old man, talked to him, he was either bluntly rebuffed or t with a lengthy silence.

The rest of the family had to rely on each other to keep the atmosphere lively.

The thought alone gave Mr. Song a headache.

His gaze silently fell on Lu Zhaozhao, and thinking of how she interacted with Song Sinian, he couldn’t help but ask, “Do you have any thods for communicating with Sinian? You know that I and that damn kid… we don’t get along temperant-wise.”

“Uh…”

Lu Zhaozhao, looking at the awkward smile on Mr. Song’s face, suddenly felt a bit dazed.

There was a ti when she too had found it difficult to communicate with Song Sinian, and even misunderstood his intentions to the extent that it led to all sorts of misunderstandings between them.

Her eyes blinked as she looked at Mr. Song, suddenly confronted with a new question.

Could it be possible… that Mr. Song also misunderstood Song Sinian?

With this thought, Lu Zhaozhao imdiately said, “Grandpa, why don’t you try communicating with Mr. Song?”

Mr. Song curled his lips, “I’ve tried talking to that brat, but he simply doesn’t care about this old man.”

He had considered it before; he thought that Song Sinian didn’t feel close to him as a grandfather, which was why he had asked Xiao Jinglan to take care of him.

As Song Sinian grew older, he felt further and further away from him, which was hard for him to accept as a grandfather.

Lu Zhaozhao chuckled lightly, “Actually, Mr. Song is pretty easy to communicate with. As long as you tell him directly what you want to say, the more straightforward the better.”

Mr. Song’s eyes widened in disbelief, “That’s all it takes?”

“Yeah!” Lu Zhaozhao nodded, “If you think there’s a problem between you and Mr. Song and want to know, just ask him directly. It’s the best way, believe !”

Her assured deanor was so strong, she was practically taphorically thumping her chest at Mr. Song.

But Mr. Song hesitated.

After all these years of being together, he had always approached Sinian from a protector’s standpoint, always beating around the bush and never as direct as Lu Zhaozhao was suggesting.

Mr. Song couldn’t help but sigh. Was this kind of communication really okay?

But why was his answer so different from what he had expected?