After Being Reborn, Her Only Mission Is to Love Him-Chapter 617 - 615 Vixen

Hao Jiayi nodded, her cheeks suddenly turning red, "Aunt Xiao, as you know, Amo’s tastes are different from the average person, and I just happened to see a nice little gadget recently. I wanted to share it with Amo, and uh..."

She appeared coy and hesitant to speak further, a look that, when caught by Xiao Jinglan’s eyes, made her involuntarily sneer with disgust.

Typical of the Feng family’s vixen.

Her mind was always filled with such filthy thoughts.

Xiao Jinglan actually didn’t like Hao Jiayi one bit. The last time she discussed this woman with Xiao Mo, Xiao Mo had even talked back to her because of her.

Just thinking about it made her anger rise.

She used to bear such things in the past, but ever since she learned that her life wasn’t going to last much longer, Xiao Jinglan had had a change of heart.

Why should she, a dying person, continue to indulge others?

She had no power over Xiao Mo, but there was no need to baby Hao Jiayi.

Xiao Jinglan raised her hand and slapped Hao Jiayi across the face with a "smack," and Hao Jiayi, caught off guard, fell straight to the ground.

She didn’t expect Xiao Jinglan to hit her, let alone fathom why she would.

Could she possibly know what she had just done?

Hao Jiayi covered her face, her thoughts in disarray, but she managed to feign a pitiful look.

She wasn’t clear on how much Xiao Jinglan knew, and saying anything recklessly would only make things worse.

Better to wait for Xiao Jinglan to speak.

Seeing her pitiable expression only fueled Xiao Jinglan’s rage, "Xiao Mo is not home right now, who are you trying to look pathetic for?! I won’t fall for your tricks! Put away that seductive fox act of yours immediately!"

Hao Jiayi then slowly raised her head to look at Xiao Jinglan, still with a pitiful air, "Aunt Xiao, I don’t know how I’ve offended you. Why are you treating me like this? I just wanted to make Amo happy..."

"Happy? You cling to him all day long for that sort of thing, and if his health collapses, who’s going to benefit from that, you think I don’t know?!" Xiao Jinglan scoffed coldly, giving Hao Jiayi a fierce glare.

Although she still wore a pitiful expression, she eventually relaxed completely.

So, it was because she thought that she had seduced Xiao Mo that she was so furious.

Hao Jiayi raised her hand to wipe away the "tears" on her cheeks, then pretended to speak carefully, "I... I didn’t know it would tire Amo so much, I thought..."

She didn’t finish her sentence before Xiao Jinglan’s hand was raised again, and Hao Jiayi quickly reached up to block.

She had just been worried that Xiao Jinglan had discovered something, which was why she allowed Xiao Jinglan to vent her anger.

Now that she knew Xiao Jinglan’s motive, she was no longer afraid.

Hao Jiayi pushed Xiao Jinglan away and turned to lock herself in her room.

This completely set Xiao Jinglan off. She furiously banged on the door, cursing loudly, "You little slut, how dare you treat me like this, just you wait, I’ll skin you alive! I’m going to call Xiao Mo right now and have him throw you out!"

Her rant continued for a long while before it sounded like she left to make a call.

Hao Jiayi was not the least bit afraid of Xiao Jinglan calling Xiao Mo.

The more she made a fuss, the more Xiao Mo would take her side. What’s more, her excuse just now was for Xiao Mo’s comfort.

Even if Xiao Jinglan complained to the heavens, Xiao Mo would not make things difficult for her.

Xiao Jinglan’s concerns meant nothing to Xiao Mo; in fact, they implicitly criticized his performance, as if he would be pleased.

Sure enough, not long after, Xiao Jinglan’s voice, filled with impotent rage, could be heard outside the quiet room.

Xiao Mo completely ignored her intentions.

Hao Jiayi narrowed her eyes and then, reassured, went to the bedroom partition and continued to meticulously puncture holes one by one.

After doing all this, she seemed to think of something, and fiercely slapped the side of Xiao Jinglan’s face in the mirror again.

Now, even if Xiao Mo came back later, her swollen face wouldn’t subside, and by then she would have an even greater advantage.

...

Because Song Sinian almost encountered trouble while waiting on the set, Lu Zhaozhao specially asked Xia Wenmo for two personal bodyguards.

When she wasn’t in the dressing room, she would leave a bodyguard there to "guard the fort" and prevent this kind of situation from happening again.

When Song Sinian learned about this, he found it a bit amusing, but deep down he felt warm and touched.

His Zhaozhao had always disliked having bodyguards around her, but now for his sake, she had taken the initiative to bring two bodyguards.

How could he not be moved?

In the evening, Song Sinian held Lu Zhaozhao in his embrace, quietly watching television.

His lips gently brushed against her ear, "Nian Nian, our wedding is only half a month away."

The couple had chosen to wed on a foreign island.

Where it was spring year-round so that even if one was only wearing a wedding dress, it wouldn’t be cold.

This was one reason why Song Sinian wanted to have the wedding on a foreign island, another being that the island’s environment was rather enclosed, with fewer outsiders and onlookers.

He hoped that when Lu Zhaozhao married him, the attendees would only be people Lu Zhaozhao cared about and those who cherished her.

As for any other riffraff, there was no need for them.

Lu Zhaozhao curled up in Song Sinian’s arms, her gaze shifting from the television to him.

Her tiny hand gently pinched Song Sinian’s cheek, and suddenly she let out a light chuckle, "It’s good it’s not a dream."

Lu Zhaozhao’s eyes curved, her fingertips gently caressing Song Sinian’s features.

Ever since she was reborn, every day had been like living in a dream.

Especially after she and Song Sinian exchanged their feelings and came together.

She treasured every day spent with him, and now that they were about to have their wedding—something that had never happened in her previous life—she couldn’t help but feel a bit nervous.

Of course, Song Sinian noticed Lu Zhaozhao’s thoughts.

His large hand gently massaged her head, "Silly girl, how could this be a dream?"

Lu Zhaozhao nuzzled into Song Sinian’s embrace, "Mhm, it’s not a dream, but it’s as beautiful as one."

Following that, Song Sinian let out a soft laugh and kissed her eyes, "As long as you’re happy, we can have a wedding every year."

"Phhff—"

Lu Zhaozhao couldn’t hold back and started laughing softly.

However, she knew that Song Sinian wasn’t just talking; if she liked it, he would indeed let her have a wedding every year.

Lu Zhaozhao shook her head gently, "Who has a wedding every year? Besides, the preparations before the wedding can be exhausting..."

Song Sinian, seeing her so affectionate and soft, couldn’t help but kiss her lips again, "I could hire a specialized wedding planning company; you would just need to look over the wedding plans."

"Stop right there!" Lu Zhaozhao’s hand pressed directly onto Song Sinian’s lips, "One wedding is enough, and it should last a lifetime!"