"Come on, Senior Brother Song, how can you just blabber to Uncle like that," Xiao Qing said unhappily yet awkwardly while looking at Song Yun, adding, "We are just ordinary friends, and if there's any liking, it's just the kind that exists among friends." After finishing, Xiao Qing turned to Li Shishi and pleaded, "Shishi, don't get the wrong idea."
Li Shishi's face slightly changed, but after remembering Song Yun's affectionate character, she could only sigh silently and then said, "If you like Song Yun, I'd be more than happy, really. It just shows that Song Yun is indeed charming, and that I have great taste."
Song Yun, holding a bowl of rice in one hand and chopsticks in the other, with so-called "man-strengthening" leeks pinched between them, looked awkwardly at Xiao Qing and then glared at his father, only to see Song Ergou with a stern expression.
Song Yun was stunned for a moment and then sighed silently himself before saying, "Actually, I quite like Xiao Qing."
