Chapter 12: Chapter 12 Now she’s completely stuck

He slowly released Lu Zhaozhao, his eyes showing confusion, “You… drank?”

It seemed she would always cry after drinking.

Lu Zhaozhao nodded dumbly, the corners of her eyes red and still wet, “Mhm, I did.”

Her voice carried a nasal tone, sounding pitiful.

Song Sinian pinched her chin, looking down at her, observing the smeared lipstick on her lips, his fingertips gently grazed across it.

Mmm, even more smudged.

The bright red mark on her pale little face was especially striking, yet inexplicably it made him feel at ease.

The irritability that had colored Song Sinian’s brows instantly faded away.

His eyelids drooped, meeting her gaze with an unruffled black stare and muttered, “The taste of red wine is pretty good.”

“Hmm?” Lu Zhaozhao’s head was foggy, and just as she tried to say something, Song Sinian pulled her in again.

He casually wrapped one arm around her waist, slightly bending over, kissing her more forcefully than before.

After a long while, the two parted again.

Lu Zhaozhao’s legs went weak and she nearly fell backward, but Song Sinian was quick to catch her.

He scanned the area and, seeing a sofa placed on the balcony, finally carried her over to it.

Her outfit had been prepared by a makeup salon, and while her shoes were attractive, they were not comfortable.

It was fine when she was sitting on the bench earlier, but now that she had been standing for a while, her heels felt raw as if they were blistered.

“Wait here, I’ll have Zhao Xi take you back in a bit,” said Song Sinian before turning to leave.

Lu Zhaozhao instantly panicked, reaching out to grab Song Sinian’s sleeve, “Don’t you dare go!”

The atmosphere between the two of them had been so good just a moment ago; how could this bastard think of leaving just like that?

Moreover, she had a belly full of questions to ask him, and even if he turned his face away now, she absolutely couldn’t let him walk away!

Song Sinian stood there, glancing at Lu Zhaozhao, who tightly clutched his sleeve, then turned around and came back.

“???”

Is he really that obedient?

Lu Zhaozhao looked at Song Sinian with a puzzled face, and seeing that he had no intention of speaking, she became even more baffled.

Doesn’t he wonder why she wants him to stay?

Lu Zhaozhao’s mind was a mess, her heart increasingly troubled.

But then she thought, compared to her previous life, these things hardly seemed to matter.

Lu Zhaozhao took a deep breath and stared at him intensely, word by word she demanded, “Why are you avoiding me?”

Song Sinian’s calm gaze flickered slightly, “Because you are very uncomfortable when you’re with me.”

“???”

Lu Zhaozhao was dumbfounded on the spot; out of a hundred possible reasons Song Sinian might have given, she hadn’t considered this one.

Her mouth opened in disbelief, “When did I ever say that?”

Song Sinian’s expression remained unchanged as he methodically replied, “When I’m around you, you don’t do the things you usually do, and even when I’m in the room, you won’t even come near the bed.”

“…”

Lu Zhaozhao’s mouth twitched, finding herself at a loss for words.

She had previously thought Song Sinian was emotionally blocked, so he wouldn’t get emotional over small issues.

In fact, he really didn’t get emotional, he would just pile these little things up and rationalize them logically.

Lu Zhaozhao pressed her temples, feeling a bit of a headache, and waved at Song Sinian, “Come here, sit next to me.”

She had been devastated earlier upon hearing Song Sinian say that he had been deliberately avoiding her.

Now it seemed that it was all just due to differing logics, which led to different approaches to problems.

Song Sinian didn’t say much, continuing to do as she said, just like earlier.

Lu Zhaozhao clenched her little hands tightly, took a deep breath, and looked at him with utmost seriousness as she said, “I’ve never felt uncomfortable around you; I’m just a little shy.”

Although it was a simple explanation, admitting her shyness somehow felt incredibly difficult to say.

As she said this, she involuntarily averted her gaze, unable to maintain eye contact with Song Sinian.

“Are you feeling shy now too?” Song Sinian’s deep voice slowly resonated on the quiet balcony.

The dim light filtered through the glass doors of the balcony, casting a glow at their feet.

This gave the already tranquil atmosphere an inexplicably intimate touch.

Lu Zhaozhao knew that, having spoken to this extent, denial was pointless.

She nodded and murmured softly in agreement, “Mhm.”

Song Sinian’s dark eyes shimmered with a faint light in the night, his interest piqued more by her reaction than by what she was saying.

He reached out, gently tucked the stray hair behind her shoulder, and whispered into her ear with his deep voice, “So when you’re shy, the tips of your ears turn red.”

“!!!”

Lu Zhaozhao was clearly startled by his words.

She raised her eyes to look at Song Sinian again, only to meet his undisturbed dark gaze.

Now, she was thoroughly at a loss for words.

Because Song Sinian was simply stating a fact, his words, spoken in a deep voice, inexplicably took on a flirtatious tone.

She cleared her throat and pursed her small lips, “In the future, don’t avoid me anymore, okay?”

“Okay.” Song Sinian nodded, still sparing with his words.

“…”

The balcony fell silent all of a sudden.

Lu Zhaozhao and Song Sinian just stared at each other, neither intending to speak first.

“Err… shall we, go back to the banquet hall?” Lu Zhaozhao said, standing up, only to feel a sharp pain in her heel.

Instinctively, she sat back down.

Song Sinian noticed the strange expression on her face and raised his eyebrows slightly, “What’s wrong?”

Lu Zhaozhao lifted the hem of her dress, revealing the small feet she had in her shoes.

Now, her heels were a bloody, mangled mess, no wonder they hurt so much.

Song Sinian reached out and unbuckled the strap of her shoe, his large hand holding her foot, “You can’t continue wearing shoes on this foot.”

Lu Zhaozhao wanted to deny it, but her current situation indeed didn’t look too good.

She bit her lip, hesitating, “Maybe you could…”

Before she could finish her sentence, Song Sinian scooped her up in his arms and held her close.

“I’ll take you back.”

His calm voice lingered above her head, still without any emotional fluctuation, but to Lu Zhaozhao’s ears, it steadied her previously anxious heart.

She hadn’t wanted to trouble him, but now, she might as well stay silent and listen to everything Song Sinian said.

With this thought, Lu Zhaozhao naturally wrapped her arms around his neck and snuggled obediently into his embrace.

Song Sinian glanced down at Lu Zhaozhao, carrying her towards the balcony door.

Just then, the balcony door was opened from the inside–