The delicate cannon fodder is stunning, saving the male supporting role but getting teased instead

The return of the Song family changed the world of the capital. In an instant, the capital, which was once dominated by the Huo family, was transformed. The Huo family's arrogance now became a foil under the brilliance of the Song family.

Inside the Song residence, Grandpa Song sat upright on a grandmaster's chair, facing his longtime friend Wen Wensheng. He tilted his head slightly, his gaze penetrating the vicissitudes of time, and spoke with a touch of emotion, "The Song family's successful return is thanks to Song Xunna. That child, somehow, suddenly remembered a crucial piece of evidence that completely cleared our Song family of years of grievances."

His words were filled with sighs for the hardships of the past, but also with admiration and pride for his grandson.

Nearby, Song Xun's father stood quietly. Years of hard work in the forest had turned his black hair to white. His dark, rough skin seemed to have absorbed all the hardships of the mountains, becoming one with them.

His eyes fell on Song Xun, his lips trembling, a thousand words welling up in his heart, but he choked back at them. After such a long separation, this son who had grown up to be the pillar of the Song family seemed a bit unfamiliar to him.

Song Xun sat side by side with Wen Xiaorou, keenly catching his father's gaze. He turned his head, his lips curled up in a warm and resolute smile, and said calmly, "Although he has been temporarily cleared of the previous accusations, anyone with a discerning eye can see that father was clearly framed by the Huo family and others. We must not let our guard down. We must come up with a comprehensive plan and dig deep to find the truth. Otherwise, the Huo family may make a comeback one day, causing endless trouble."

Grandpa Song nodded slightly, and there seemed to be a gleam of brilliance in his cloudy but deep eyes. It was obvious that he already had a plan in mind.

At this time, Song Meihua's eyes kept wandering around Song Xun and Wen Xiaorou. After everyone finished their business, she couldn't help but feel curious and asked softly, "Song Xun, what's going on between you and Xiaorou?"

There was a hint of concern in his tone as an elder, but also a hint of caution, as he was afraid that if he spoke rashly, he would embarrass the younger ones.

Song Xun was calm and composed. His slender fingers gently slid across and took Wen Xiaorou's hand. He looked straight at everyone and announced in a resounding voice: "Xiaorou and I are dating, and I have decided to marry Xiaorou."

When these words were spoken, everyone was stunned and their eyes all turned to Wen Xiaorou.

Song Meihua was even more outspoken and immediately responded, "Child, marriage is such a big matter, how can you have the final say on it? The key depends on Xiaorou's opinion. Xiaorou, don't be afraid. If Song Xun dares to bully you, your aunt will be the first to disapprove and will definitely teach him a lesson for you."

Wen Xiaorou noticed everyone's attention, and her fair cheeks instantly turned red, like a peach blossom blooming in spring, delicate and charming.

Seeing Wen Xiaorou like this, Song Meihua thought that Song Xun had really done something to make her feel wronged, and she was about to stand up. It looked as if she was going to grab Song Xun's ear and lecture him in the next second.

Seeing this, Wen Xiaorou quickly spoke, her voice soft but firm: "Aunt Song, Song Xun and I are indeed... indeed, we are dating. Please don't be angry, he treats me very well."

As she spoke, her eyes unconsciously drifted towards Song Xun, then quickly looked away. Her shy look made everyone smile knowingly.

Wen Wensheng and his wife looked at each other, their eyes full of smiles. Wen Wensheng laughed heartily and said, "Great, that's great. Our two families already have a deep friendship, and in the future we will be even closer!"

Wen Xiaorou lowered her head, her fingers gently circling the corner of her clothes, her thoughts drifting back to the scene when she came out of the banquet not long ago.

At that time, Song Xun pulled her and walked quickly to a quiet and deserted corner. His warm breath sprayed on her ears, and the words he said made her heart pound.

"Rou Rou, just now in front of everyone, I introduced you as my girlfriend without your consent. It was really abrupt. But my original intention was just to protect you and make sure those people with bad intentions would never dare to bully you again. At this moment, I want to solemnly ask you, Rou Rou, are you willing to be with me? Every day you are away feels like a year, and my heart and eyes are filled with your shadow. Rou Rou, I like you, this love has already penetrated into my bones. Are you willing to give me a chance?"

Song Xun's gaze was as deep as the sea, and seemed to be burning with blazing flames. His affectionate gaze seemed to wrap Wen Xiaorou up in it, making her indulge in this endless love.

Wen Xiaorou had never heard such tender words of love before. Matters of the heart were as blank as a blank sheet of paper to her. At this moment, she felt her cheeks burning, as if they were on fire, and her heartbeat was like thunder, the violent beating sound threatening to burst through her chest.

But deep in my heart, there is a warm current flowing, dispelling all the loneliness and coldness of the past.

Song Xun leaned forward, gently cupping Wen Xiaorou's cheeks with both hands, forcing her to meet his gaze. His voice was low and magnetic, like a nocturne played by a cello, melodious and graceful: "Rou Rou, are you willing?"

Wen Xiaorou closed her eyes tightly, then slowly opened them again, as if mustering up all her courage, her voice thin but clearly audible: "I do."

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Wen Xiaorou and Song Xun's relationship progressed rapidly and their marriage was soon confirmed.

Perhaps Song Xun was afraid that Wen Xiaorou would change her mind if things continued to go on for too long, or perhaps he wanted to give her a status as soon as possible to reassure her, so the wedding preparations were in full swing.

In view of the difficult experience that the Song family had previously experienced when they were sent down to the countryside, the wedding was not a grand affair. Instead, they simply invited a group of close friends to gather together and celebrate this hard-earned happy event.

Although it is simple, the Song family's attention to Wen Xiaorou remains unchanged.

Because they were afraid of owing Wen Xiaorou, the Song family offered a staggeringly generous dowry, and even transferred a property in Beijing with an excellent location and a high market value directly to Wen Xiaorou's personal name.

On the wedding day, Song Meihua was busy running around and was even more nervous than the bride Wen Xiaorou.

She pulled Wen Xiaorou, who was dressed up, with her eyes red. She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her fingers and choked with sobs. She warned: "Xiaorou, if that brat Song Xun dares to bully you in the future, even if he makes you feel a little wronged with words, don't hold it in. You must tell your auntie immediately. Even if your auntie risks her life, she will definitely help you vent your anger!"

Wen Xiaorou wore a wedding dress as white as snow. The exquisite lace and the dazzling diamonds complemented each other, outlining her slender and graceful figure.

Her face was filled with a happy and sweet smile.