NOVPUBChapter 695: 695, dark-skinned girl, those who stay near ink will be stained black
Chapter 695: 695, dark-skinned girl, those who stay near ink will be stained black
Li Qianze leaned his head back, slumping lazily onto the sofa and shot Song Qinghuan a sideway glance, “I was kicked out, so I came here to seek refuge with you. No matter what, you must take me in.”
Song Qinghuan frowned, “Kicked out? Don’t you live alone?”
Li Qianze spread his hands, his face a picture of helplessness, “Yes, I live alone. But my elder brother said if I don’t marry Mo Liusha, he’ll take back my car, house and cards. Damn, if I marry her now, I’d have to get a divorce later. That’s not going to work. Mo Liusha and I are totally incompatible, like squeezing detergent and washing powder together. You see who uses them together?”
Song Qinghuan chuckled, “Detergent and washing powder each have their own purposes; one is for washing dishes and the other is for washing clothes. Both are necessary in daily life. I don’t see any problem with that.”
At her words, Li Qianze’s face darkened: “Song Qinghuan, are you going to start bossing me around like my elder brother? Fine! I’ll pack up and go right now, shall I?”
She rubbed her forehead, and chuckled awkwardly, “I didn’t mean to drive you away. I just thought that perhaps you and Miss Mo could try to get to know each other better. If you think you’re compatible, it’d be great to get married. If not, you can talk to your elder brother about it. There’s no need for such resistance every time they bring up your marriage. Can’t family talk things over?”
“Ha!” Li Qianze let out a bitter laugh, heavy with sarcasm, “Sure, a regular family can talk things over. But our elder brother won’t negotiate with us. He’s the Emperor in the Li family. Everyone just has to obey his commands.”
“You shouldn’t badmouth elder brother. He’s actually quite nice.” Song Qinghuan tried to ease the tension.
“Nice my ass. If you say he’s nice again, I’ll leave right now.” Li Qianze coldly retorted, making a straight-up threat.
Song Qinghuan knitted her brows.
With a mischievous glint in her eyes, she softly replied, “Alright, you can leave.”
At her agreement, Li Qianze sat upright in surprise, looking at Song Qinghuan, “You’re actually letting me leave?”
Song Qinghuan innocently replied, “Wasn’t it you who wanted to leave?”
“Fine, I’ll leave then. I’ll go to Grandma’s.” Li Qianze said angrily, getting up from the couch.
“Grandma? Is your grandma still alive?” Song Qinghuan asked in surprise.
“My biological grandmother passed away long ago. This grandma is the old nanny who raised our father and later us. She developed dementia a few years ago, and elder brother arranged for her to live in a quiet courtyard in the suburbs, hiring professionals to care for her.” Li Qianze explained.
Song Qinghuan seemed to understand, “Can I go see her?”
Li Qianze looked exasperated and glanced at Song Qinghuan’s belly, “How long till the baby is due?”
Song Qinghuan replied, “Three months, I am in the stable period now.”
Li Qianze stretched, “Alright then, I’ll go with you tomorrow. I’m feeling tired now. I’ll head upstairs to rest.”
Song Qinghuan asked, her voice playful, “Upstairs? Weren’t you saying that you would stay at Grandma’s house?”
Li Qianze’s face hardened, and he barked at Song Qinghuan, “Song Qinghuan, you’re becoming less and less adorable. You’re not my little vanilla-scented sister anymore, you’re my little dark-souled sister. Seems like ‘close to ink get black’. ”
