Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Han Qiqing pouted. âAlright.â
Their home wasnât far from the Songâs residence, so it only took a short while before they arrived.
Han Qiqing said goodbye to her brother and got out of the car. Someone from behind tapped her shoulder.
She was shocked. âWhoâs that!â
Song Shijun smiled mischievously, as his handsome face popped up in front of her.
Panting with rage, Han Qiqing flung her fist at him.
âI came out to receive you, and youâre beating me? Han Qiqing, do you still have a conscience?â Song Shijun said as he dodged her little fist.
âWho asked you to scare me! Youâre asking for a beating!â
Han Qiqing showed no mercy as her little fist pounded on his head.
âOw, not the head! What if I go retarded? Are you gonna take care of me forever?â
âWhy do I have to take care of you? Iâll take care of dogs and pigs before I take care of you! Humph!â
Song Shijun was displeased. âWhat do you mean by that? Iâm less than dogs and pigs?â
Her arms akimbo, Han Qiqing chuckled and said, âThatâs exactly what I meant!â
âHan Qiqing, youâre too much!â
Would they still be able to get along if she said that to him?
âThatâs how much I am. What? Are you gonna bite me?â Han Qiqing stuck out her tongue.
âOkay, Iâll bite you!â Song Shijun suddenly grabbed her shoulders with both hands, his eyes narrowed dangerously as he pretended to lower his headâ¦
At that moment, he became keenly aware of frightening, cold eyes glaring at him.
Song Shijun paused for a moment and he quickly found out where that glare was coming from.
Just when he was wondering who it was, he exchanged looks with that person in the car.
Recognizing that it was Han Qiqingâs brother, Song Shijun quickly retracted his hand, showed him a fawning smile and greeted him.
He nudged Han Qiqing with his elbow, and he complained to her without moving his lips. âWhy didnât you say that your brother sent you here?â
Not everyone could withstand the glare of her Brother Iceberg.
Han Qiqing batted her eyes innocently. âDidnât I tell you?â
Song Shijun gritted his teeth. âNo, you didnât!â
Han Qiqing chuckled. âI forgot. Serves you right for bullying me.â
It seemed like the first time she had felt her brother protecting her, so no one would dare to make her unhappy.
She turned around and said to her brother, âYouâre rushing to the office, right? You can go now. Remember to get the assistant to buy some food for you.â
He gave her a faint nod of the head, his icy gaze turned toward Song Shijun again before he told the chauffeur to drive off.
When the Bentley left, Song Shijun finally felt the pressure lift.
Putting his hand on Han Qiqingâs shoulder, he curiously asked, âYou brother actually sent you? When did you become so⦠close?â
âGet lost! Weâve always had a good relationship!â Han Qiqing elbowed him.
Song Shijun tutted. âI wouldnât have believed that in the past, but now⦠a little. Speaking of which, he doesnât have a sister complex does he?â
âSister complex, my ass!â Han Qiqing hit him again.
âI was just guessing. Why do you have to hit me? Han Qiqing, can you be any rougher?â Song Shijun expressed his displeasure.
Han Qiqing looked out and shouted, âHey! Brother, why are you back?â
Song Shijun was startled, and he turned to look.
No one was there. He knew he was tricked by this wretch.
Han Qiqing was amused upon seeing his reaction, âHaha!â
Song Shijun rolled his eyes at her. âIs that fun?â