Chapter 459 - 460 Song Xiaoru Admitted It

Chapter 459: Chapter 460 Song Xiaoru Admitted It

By around nine o’clock in the hotel, Song Xiaodong said, "Kexin, you should stay here tonight. I need to head back."

"You’re not staying here with me?" Feng Kexin looked at Song Xiaodong with a pitiful gaze.

Song Xiaodong replied, "Don’t worry, assassins like the one today won’t come in pairs. By the time they receive the news and send someone else over, it will definitely take a few days. No matter how powerful the organization is, they can’t just casually send a bunch of assassins to target you. Besides, they don’t know that I’m here to protect you."

"But... I’m still a bit scared," Feng Kexin pouted, clutching Song Xiaodong’s arm.

In school, Feng Kexin was always quiet and refined, like an orchid, and such behavior of clinging to a man’s arm and acting coquettishly was something no one in the entire school had ever seen from her.

Song Xiaodong said, "I have to go home to handle some matters, including contacting people to protect you, all of which are quite urgent."

Feng Kexin, being a very sensible person herself, had just treated Song Xiaodong like a close family member, and hence behaved as she did. Hearing what Song Xiaodong said, she responded, "Alright, then. Should I go back to school tomorrow morning?"

"I’ll take you back to school tomorrow morning. Assassins pick their locations to kill, and places like schools are difficult for them to strike. You’re actually safer there."

"Okay, I’ll wait for you tomorrow morning then. But before you go, give me a hug," Feng Kexin stretched out her arms.

Song Xiaodong hugged Feng Kexin again before leaving the hotel.

Before long, Song Xiaodong returned home. Song Xiaoru and Xiao Yingying were both in the living room. Seeing him come back, Xiao Yingying immediately ran over, taking Song Xiaodong’s bag and fetching his slippers, truly playing the role of a diligent little wife.

"Dongzi, has Qingqing messaged yet?" Song Xiaoru asked.

Song Xiaodong replied, "She sent a message when she got off the plane. There’s no news yet. I reckon they just met our mother, they must have a lot to talk about so let’s not disturb them."

Song Xiaoru nodded and said, "That makes sense. By the way, have you eaten?"

"I’ve already eaten outside. Sister, Yingying, I’m going to take care of some things first."

Returning to his room, Song Xiaodong directly logged onto a special communication software on his computer. This software was similar to QQ, but with very strong encryption and very few friends on it, only a few special people could use this communication software.

"Wolf Fang, come to me."

"Spider, come here."

After sending messages to two people, Song Xiaodong waited.

"Cheetah, are you really asking me to come over?" Wolf Fang was the first to reply.

Song Xiaodong immediately replied, "That’s right, hurry up and roll over here."

"Alright, alright, I’ll come over tomorrow. Hehe, Eldest Brother, this time you’ve got to take me out for some good fun. These days I’ve really been cooped up."

"Of course, there’ll be fun for you when you get here."

Before long, Spider received a message with only a short single word: "Okay!"

Song Xiaodong did not reply again, these two were his most capable subordinates.

Wolf Fang was a twenty-four-year-old youth, fair and handsome, giving off the vibe of the boy next door. Yet this guy was decisive in his actions. In their department, Wolf Fang had been on thirty-four missions, killed forty-three enemies, and came out without a scratch, a testament to his strength.

Spider was a woman, a very beautiful one, who always wore black clothes, regardless of whether it was winter or summer. Her clothes were always black, and her expression always cool, her whole being emanated a chill that kept people at a distance.

But Spider, this woman was an absolute nightmare for the enemy. Her body was a weapon, and no one knew where she hid them, or how she produced them. She was undeniably a highly dangerous woman.

Dangerous she might be, but Wolf Fang and Spider had a brotherly bond with Song Xiaodong that spanned years, a bond forged through life and death, a bond that meant they could turn their backs to each other in any situation with complete trust.

There was a knock on the door, and Song Xiaodong said, "Come in."

Song Xiaoru pushed the door open, then closed it behind her, sat down next to Song Xiaodong, and asked, "What are you busy with?"

Song Xiaodong turned and took hold of Song Xiaoru’s hand, replying, "I was just chatting with a friend."

"Oh..." Song Xiaoru looked at Song Xiaodong, sighed softly, and said, "Xiaodong, are you...?"

Song Xiaodong grinned and said, "Sis, you don’t need to worry, I’m not concerned about Qingqing and the others. No matter what happens, I can handle it."

Song Xiaoru shook her head gently and said, "Xiaodong, you don’t have to hide it from me, I know you’ve found out."

"Sis..." Song Xiaodong had been avoiding this topic, and usually, Song Xiaoru would let it go, but today she was particularly persistent.

Song Xiaoru sighed again and said, "Sigh... I know that you know. Xiaodong, we’ve grown up together; how could I not know what you’re thinking? You can’t hide it from me."

Song Xiaodong took a deep breath, got up from the chair, knelt in front of Song Xiaoru, gripped her hands tightly, looked up into her face, and said softly, "Yes, I know. But no matter what, you are my dearest family member. You raised me, and our sibling bond, with or without blood ties, is irreplaceable."

Song Xiaoru’s eyes reddened slightly as she said, "You don’t blame me for keeping this from you?"

Song Xiaodong smiled and answered, "Of course not. It shows you care about me, that you’re afraid of losing me. How could I possibly blame you? In fact, I’ve always thought that it would be quite alright if we just didn’t mention it and knew in our hearts, unspoken."

"But you have your own relatives, like Qingqing and Xuanxuan," Song Xiaoru said. "No matter how their mother didn’t take care of them, the bond of blood is something that cannot be severed."

"Sis, I will investigate this matter, but what I really want to find out is why I was abandoned. If they really did it because of hardship and couldn’t afford to raise me, I would ensure they live a prosperous life. But when it comes to affection, they could never be as important to me as you are in my heart."

"Silly boy, without them, where would you be?"

"Right, so I’ll always remember that. But this all depends on finding them, and that comes down to fate. The most important thing to me now is that I have a sister." Saying this, Song Xiaodong buried his head in Song Xiaoru’s lap.

Song Xiaoru gently stroked Song Xiaodong’s hair, her heart filled with an indescribable melange of warmth and emotion, yet there was still an ineffable sense of loss.