Announced divorce, madly criticized Ling Shaochang for kneeling down

It was already ten o'clock in the evening when we got back.

On the road, Song Yanzhi, who was driving, kept staring at the girl in the passenger seat and smiled from time to time.

Song Xilan felt that he was extremely suspicious and met his smiling eyes. "What are you laughing at?"

She suddenly remembered that Song Yanzhi went to the study with Uncle Song and chatted for a while, and when he came out, he couldn't stop smiling.

She asked curiously, "What did you say to Uncle Song?"

Song Yanzhi smiled and said, "He said you are beautiful and cute, and your upbringing and family tradition are good. They all like you very much."

As he spoke, he turned to look at Song Xilan with a smile and said tentatively, "He asked when we plan to get married."

"Get married?" Song Xilan's eyes widened suddenly, and she couldn't help but feel a little excited. "Then, then what did you say?"

Her joy, anger, sorrow and happiness are always reflected in her eyes at the first moment.

Just like now, when Song Yanzhi looked at her, he immediately saw the expectation in her eyes.

Song Yanzhi turned his head to look at the road ahead, suppressing a smile and asking, "What do you want me to say?"

Of course, the sooner the better!

Song Xilan shouted this in her heart, but she didn't say it out loud. She turned her head and pressed down the corner of her mouth and said insincerely, "Who wants to marry you?"

Seeing that she was trying hard to suppress her smile, the corners of her lips couldn't help but curl up slightly.

Song Yanzhi was in a playful mood and nodded in agreement, "Yes, that's what I said. I said Lanlan might not want to marry me, and I have no plans to get married now—"

"Did you really say that?"

Before he could finish his words, Song Xilan turned around and interrupted him. Her little face wrinkled in dissatisfaction. She wanted to say, "It's not that I don't want to marry you," but when she thought about the fact that she was the one who pursued him in the first place, and now she had to take the initiative to propose marriage, wasn't she feeling a bit at a disadvantage?

Thinking of this, she was so angry that she couldn't speak. She glared at Song Yanzhi and snorted loudly, then immediately turned her head to look out the window and ignored him.

Song Yanzhi looked at her puffed-up cheeks and asked with a smile, "Are you angry?"

Song Xilan ignored him.

"Are you really angry?" he asked again.

Song Xilan still ignored him.

Song Yanzhi was suppressing his smile, and she was so angry that she didn't know that he was already customizing an engagement ring.

Song Xilan ignored him all the way until she returned to the villa and saw the incense in the drawer and remembered her plan for today.

She was originally planning to capture Song Yanzhi today!

She wanted to see, Song Yanzhi had been resisting touching her for the past six months, was it because of his health problems?

"Lanlan." Song Yanzhi's voice came from the bedroom door, "The bath water is ready, go take a bath quickly. I'll wash some fruit for you, you can eat it after you take a bath."

"Oh." Song Xilan responded indifferently, and the anger he had on the road subsided a little.

She thought about it, took out the aromatherapy, threw the packaging box into the trash can, then lit the aromatherapy and placed it on the cabinet beside the bed.

Then she took out her newly bought sexy pajamas from the closet and prepared to take a shower.

She just didn't believe that Song Yanzhi could still control himself when the atmosphere was getting to this point!

Just as she was about to go into the bathroom with her clothes, her cell phone rang.

Normally she wouldn't receive any calls at this time.

The phone calls that could ring at this time, apart from advertising sales, might be from people around her who want to talk to her about something.

She went back to the bedroom and picked up her phone to take a look, "Mom?"

After answering the call, Zhu Ying's gentle and somewhat restrained voice came, "Lanlan..."

"Mom?" Song Xilan heard something was wrong in her voice and asked hurriedly, "What's wrong? What happened?"

"It's nothing serious, Mom just misses you." Zhu Ying's voice was gentle, "Lanlan has been with Mom and Dad since she was a child. Now that she has grown up and moved out, Mom is a little reluctant to let her go."

In the past six months, Song Xilan rarely stayed at home, but Zhu Ying never called her late at night to say these words.

She choked up and asked, "Mom, is Dad's old illness recurring?"

Zhu Ying knew her daughter well, and she knew she couldn't hide it from her. She said softly, "Your father has had pain in his shoulders and knees these past two days, and the doctor has come to see him."

She consoled him, "I've taken medicine and rested now."

Song Xilan knew that her mother would not call her and make her worry unless she was extremely helpless.

Dad's condition may be more serious than Mom said.

She sniffed, "Mom, can I go back and stay with you for a few days?"

"No need, Lanlan. Mom just missed you. That's all." Zhu Ying said quickly, "Don't run away so late. If you come back, won't Yanzhi be left alone over there?"

Song Xilan's tears fell, "But Dad is not in good health. If I don't go back, won't you be left alone? Mom, I miss you too."

After hanging up the phone, she put down the pajamas in her hand and walked downstairs.

The sound of cutting fruit came from the kitchen downstairs. She walked over and saw a tall and handsome man standing by the kitchen counter, cutting fruit carefully.

Every kind of fruit she liked was there, and the cut fruits were arranged beautifully on the plate.

Seeing her coming out of the corner of his eye, Song Yanzhi looked up, a little surprised, "Lanlan? Why didn't you take a shower?"

He smiled and pointed to the fruit at hand, "There's still a little left to finish, it will be ready soon."

After the phone call just now, Song Xilan forgot that he was still angry with Song Yanzhi.

She walked over and stood beside him, her eyes moist, "Song Yanzhi, I'm going back for a few days."

Song Yanzhi paused while cutting the fruit, turned to look at her, his eyes clearly a little panicked, "What's wrong? Are you upset because of what I said jokingly in the car?"

If that was the case, he really wanted to sew his mouth shut.

During the six months that the two had lived together, Song Xilan would occasionally get angry on purpose, but his temper would go away just as quickly as it came, and he would be fine after a little coaxing.

This was the first time she said she wanted to go back.

Is she really angry and doesn't want to live with him anymore?

He immediately put down the fruit knife in his hand, squatted down a little, looked at her with sincere eyes, "Lanlan, I was wrong, I was just joking, I didn't mean it like that, and I'm ready-"

"It's not because of this." Song Xilan shook her head and interrupted him, her eyes moist. "My father's old illness has relapsed, and my mother may be a little anxious. I want to go back and accompany them."

It turned out to be the case.

Song Yanzhi breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly frowned again, "Is there something wrong with Uncle Song's health? How about I go back with you to check it out?"

"No need. My dad hates being treated as a patient." Song Xilan raised his eyes and suddenly smiled. "I'm just going back to accompany my parents. I'll be back in a few days when my dad feels better."