Chapter 33: Chapter 33 She… is a Fake

Song Sinian stood in the same spot, watching Lu Zhaozhao and silently withdrew his foot from his shoe, stepping back onto his slippers.

He reached out to pinch her small face, intently inspecting it twice before slowly asking, “Are you unhappy?”

“Yes, a little.”

Lu Zhaozhao made no attempt to hide it, blinking her watery eyes, her brows and eyes slightly weary as she looked at Song Sinian.

Though she was unhappy, she didn’t want to be a hindrance to Song Sinian.

She forced a smile, “If you have things to do, you should go ahead.”

Song Sinian’s gaze remained fixed on her small face, then suddenly pulled her close, bending his upper body near her and spoke word by word, “What should I do when you’re unhappy? If I kiss you like before, would that make you feel better?”

“!!!”

Lu Zhaozhao’s face instantly flushed red, her ears and neck also turning a deep shade of red.

Song Sinian, baffled, raised his eyebrows, looking at her blushing earlobes. His finger gently traced down her cheek to her earlobe, “Are you shy again now?”

“…”

Lu Zhaozhao was now entirely red like a shrimp ball.

Why does this man, clearly just stating the facts, make someone’s heart race like this!

The pads of Song Sinian’s fingers gently caressed her increasingly red earlobes, his gaze lingering on her petite face as his Adam’s apple slightly bobbed.

He slightly tilted his head and pressed his lips against hers.

Gently, like a dragonfly skimming the water, and quickly breaking away.

He watched her stunned expression, suddenly widening her cute eyes as if she had discovered a new continent.

His large hand cradled her cheek, leaning down to kiss her eye.

Lu Zhaozhao did not dodge, obediently closing the eye he kissed.

She was just too well-behaved, too darling, always stirring up a desire to hold her tight and tease her endlessly.

Song Sinian fought the urge to continue, gently kissing her forehead, then looked into her eyes and asked, “Did I do well?”

“Er…”

His simple question caught Lu Zhaozhao off guard.

Her mouth opened slightly, and thinking of Song Sinian’s rare initiative, she really couldn’t bear to dampen his enthusiasm.

She pondered briefly, then weakly nodded her head.

Song Sinian slowly retracted his hand, his gaze still lingering on Lu Zhaozhao’s small face, “So, will I get a reward?”

“???”

Song Sinian’s gaze was particularly serious, showing he wasn’t joking.

Lu Zhaozhao hesitated briefly, then stepped forward, tiptoeing to plant a kiss on his cheek.

Her eyes sparkling slightly, “Does this count?”

Song Sinian instinctively raised his hand to touch the spot Lu Zhaozhao had kissed.

Was this the first time she had kissed him while fully conscious?

His chest felt like it had been fiercely struck, the tumultuous waves surging.

Song Sinian’s dark pupils flickered slightly, his gaze slowly settling on her small face, “I will also keep doing well in the future. Will you reward me then?”

His deep eyes, through the lenses, watched her as the lingering twilight sparkled in their depths.

Lu Zhaozhao gazed at his handsome face as if enchanted, nodding.

Suddenly, she seemed to realize what significant matter she had agreed to, snapping back to reality abruptly.

“I… I…”

Song Sinian watched the stammering Lu Zhaozhao and stretched out his hand to lead her in, “Let’s have lunch first, or the food will get cold.”

Lu Zhaozhao followed behind him, still wanting to say something, but seeing the ease in Song Sinian’s strides, she eventually swallowed the words that reached her lips.

Because of what had transpired at the Lu Family, Lu Zhaozhao had little appetite at lunchtime.

Therefore, she didn’t eat much and soon put down her chopsticks.

Although Song Sinian couldn’t understand most of the expressions on her face, due to their recent time together, he could sense a significant change in Lu Zhaozhao’s usual demeanor.

He slowly put down his chopsticks and signaled the servants to clear the meal, leaving only two servings of dessert soup on the table.

Song Sinian pushed one of the dessert soup bowls towards her and slowly said, “This is the dessert soup you like to drink. Would you like to have some?”

Lu Zhaozhao’s eyebrows slightly raised as she dully responded and picked up the spoon from the bowl.

Her small hand paused, hesitated for a moment, then she slowly began, “Mr. Song, I… might not be the biological daughter of the Lu family.”

She said this without looking up at Song Sinian.

Lu Zhaozhao didn’t know how to face Song Sinian.

He had signed a contract with the Lu Family to marry their daughter, but she… was an imposter.

Song Sinian seemed to suddenly understand the reason behind Lu Zhaozhao’s unhappiness.

His gaze remained calm, showing little fluctuation, “Do you need my help to find your biological parents?”

Mr. and Mrs. Lu were not very kind to Lu Zhaozhao, to put it precisely, they had been mentally tormenting her.

If finding her biological parents would make her happy, then it wasn’t an unreasonable consideration.

Lu Zhaozhao suddenly looked up at Song Sinian, a notion she had never even contemplated before.

Because in her previous life, her parents had never appeared.

If her adoptive parents were Xia Wenjin’s biological parents, could it be that Xia Wenjin’s adoptive parents were her real parents?

As Lu Zhaozhao thought this, her eyes drooped again.

In her previous life, when Xia Wenjin returned to the Lu Family, the Xia Family must have known she was their daughter.

Lu Zhaozhao, thinking of her own dishonored self from her past life, seemed to understand why the Xia Family had not acknowledged her.

Although she was Song Sinian’s wife, she bore a notorious reputation, and they probably did not want to be affected by her infamy.

This thought led Lu Zhaozhao to feel less intense about meeting her biological parents…

She sighed softly, “Let’s talk about this matter later.”

After saying this, as if she suddenly remembered something, she took out two brocade boxes from her bag.

“By the way, Mr. Song, these are gifts I wanted to give you.”

Saying that, she placed the two brocade boxes in front of Song Sinian and opened each one.

One contained a men’s ear cuff, and the other, a small calfskin braided bracelet with a beautiful OT buckle at the junction.

Truthfully, Lu Zhaozhao wasn’t sure if Song Sinian would like these things.

So from the moment she opened the two brocade boxes, she anxiously stared at Song Sinian.

But to her surprise, seeing the two items, Song Sinian’s dark eyes briefly trembled and he instinctively asked, “Would you help me put them on?”

“Uh… Are you sure?” Lu Zhaozhao’s gaze shifted back and forth on the ear cuff, slightly hesitant.

The bracelet was one thing, but the ear cuff… was he really willing to wear it?

Song Sinian nodded, showing no hint of hesitation.

Lu Zhaozhao’s eyebrows slightly raised, and she finally helped him put it on.

However, as she put the bracelet on Song Sinian’s wrist, her gaze fell on a colorful braid hair tie on his wrist…