After Being Reborn, Her Only Mission Is to Love Him Chapter 86: 86: Song Sinian seems to be clingier than before

Chapter 86: Chapter 86: Song Sinian seems to be clingier than before…

“Zhaozhao, hug .”

Song Sinian slowly extended his hand and looked at her, his eyes downcast and filled with a hint of pity.

Without a second thought, Lu Zhaozhao shifted forward from her desk and reached out to hug Song Sinian standing beside her.

Due to the height of the desk, Song Sinian had to bend down to embrace her.

Lu Zhaozhao, with her neck tilted up resting on his shoulder, gently patted Song Sinian’s back, “Did sothing upsetting happen?”

“…”

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Song Sinian didn’t respond because he couldn’t think of a suitable reason right away.

He just felt that by saying this, Lu Zhaozhao would hold him; he wanted to comfort her, so even if he initiated, it could still comfort her, right?

Holding that thought, Song Sinian nuzzled his nose into the nape of her neck, then held her even tighter.

Lu Zhaozhao, who was initially curious about why Song Sinian suddenly asked for a hug—usually, he would answer whenever she asked.

Now that he wasn’t speaking, it seed the situation was more serious than she had imagined…

Lu Zhaozhao sighed softly, murmuring in consolation, “It’s okay if you don’t want to talk about it now. You can tell when you feel like it later.”

Song Sinian’s body suddenly stiffened as he held Lu Zhaozhao, then he propped himself up to look at her and asked, “Would you do the sa?”

“Uh…” Lu Zhaozhao looked slightly bewildered at Song Sinian, instinctively nodding, “Yes.”

Song Sinian stared deeply at Lu Zhaozhao, then continued, “When you feel better, you’ll tell then?”

Lu Zhaozhao pursed her lips, looking into Song Sinian’s very serious eyes, feeling sowhat guilty.

She instinctively shrunk her neck, “I guess…”

Hearing her response, Song Sinian stared at her intently again, then once more held her tightly.

“That’s good,” his deep voice murmured into her ear, nuzzling again into her neck.

“???”

Lu Zhaozhao held Song Sinian, instinctively patting him.

Was it her imagination?

She felt like Song Sinian had beco even clingier than before…

While Lu Zhaozhao pondered this, Song Sinian started speaking again, “I have a eting soon, will you join ?”

“Um… Maybe I should just wait for you to finish your eting,” Lu Zhaozhao tentatively replied.

Unexpectedly, Song Sinian burrowed further into her embrace, “No good, I don’t want to be apart from you.”

“…”

Did he have separation anxiety now?

Lu Zhaozhao was unsure whether Song Sinian clinging to her was a good or bad thing.

It seed she needed to consult Doctor Tian soon—if this was a symptom of worsening depression, that would be troubleso.

For now… it was better to just go along with him.

“Well, okay then, I’ll join you in the eting,” Lu Zhaozhao forced a smile, trying to keep her emotions fairly calm.

Since Lu Zhaozhao had previously spent two days in Song Sinian’s office, before the eting, he directly instructed Qian Hong to prepare a pile of snacks for her as before in the office.

Unlike Zhao Xi, the snacks Qian Hong prepared were almost all freshly made in the kitchen.

Lu Zhaozhao glanced at the Bingtang Xue Li, mini cakes, doughnuts, and pastries in front of her, then at Song Sinian who was already working on his computer, and silently sighed.

She was only there to accompany him to the eting, not to do a mukbang.

Fortunately, the cara didn’t capture her, but she still felt sowhat uneasy.

So, she ate with extra caution, fearing that any little sound might be heard by the people on the other side of the computer.

She had already made quite the impression in the office of the president of Song Group; she couldn’t afford to cause any more trouble.

The more carefully Lu Zhaozhao ate, the more Song Sinian felt that sothing was off.

He slightly turned his face and tapped his fingertips lightly on the table.

While listening to the eting presentation coming from the computer, Song Sinian’s gaze stayed fixed on Lu Zhaozhao.

Was there sothing wrong with the food?

The other employees sitting in the conference room felt sowhat anxious. Although it was a video conference, the oppressive aura displayed by their boss was utterly unchanged.

Fortunately, Zhao Xi, who was sitting beside the cara, silently held up a white paper with a line clearly written in black marker: “Don’t be scared today; the wife is beside him.”

Almost instantly, everyone, originally on edge, relaxed, all wishing they could dine and wine Lu Zhaozhao like a goddess.

anwhile, Lu Zhaozhao, utterly unaware that she had been revered as a deity among the Song Group employees, was wholly focused on the small cake in her hands.

Because there was a jar of cherry jam on top, including a whole candied cherry, and she only had a fork, she worried that poking it might cause the cherry to fall off.

As she hesitated, Song Sinian’s handso face suddenly leaned in and stole the cherry off her cake with his mouth.

Lu Zhaozhao: “???”

She raised an eyebrow suspiciously, about to quietly ask Song Sinian why he took her cherry, but when her gaze landed on his face, she imdiately panicked.

Because he had eaten the cherry jam without using anything else, a bright red sar was clearly visible on his lips, resembling her lipstick.

Lu Zhaozhao imdiately gestured to her own mouth, signaling to Song Sinian that there was sothing on his lips.

But Song Sinian’s attention was half on the eting; seeing Lu Zhaozhao’s gesture, he instinctively leaned in and gave her a peck on the lips.

Lu Zhaozhao was stunned.

“I was saying there was cherry jam on your lip, not asking you to kiss …”

Her voice was neither too loud nor too soft, just enough to be heard by the people on the other side.

She could almost clearly hear a sharp intake of breath from across the side.

It was over!

She was originally trying to prevent Song Sinian’s employees from getting the wrong idea, which was why she wanted him to wipe off the cherry jam.

Now they wouldn’t misunderstand about the cherry jam because… Song Sinian had just confird their suspicions with that act.

Lu Zhaozhao felt utterly flustered now.

Could she still “clarify” the situation in ti?

Lu Zhaozhao’s pleading gaze turned towards Song Sinian, only to see him lightly rubbing the bright red sar on his lip with his fingertip, which only made it more conspicuous against his pale, elegant fingers.

His aloof and restrained deanor made people’s imaginations run wild!

Well, now even if she jumped into the Yellow River, she couldn’t clear herself of this.

Lu Zhaozhao decided to give in to fate and began eating the cake voraciously.

This ti, she didn’t care if the noise disturbed Song Sinian’s eting; she might as well do a mukbang right beside him, as the eting attendees probably wouldn’t get stirred up anymore.

After all, what could be more sensational than what had just happened?

But apparently, Lu Zhaozhao still underestimated Song Sinian…