Chapter 1164 - 1165: On the Verge of Collapse

Chapter 1164: Chapter 1165: On the Verge of Collapse

"Lingzhi, what’s going on with you..." As soon as they walked out, He Qingsong and his wife came forward, worried about what He Lingzhi might do, so they rushed over to take a look.

But seeing He Lingzhi walking slowly, completely different from her usual brisk pace, the two immediately asked with concern.

"It’s nothing! Ha... what’s wrong with me." He Lingzhi let out a dry laugh. She felt aggrieved, never in her life had she been spanked, let alone with her pants down. She wanted to cry, but her strong personality wouldn’t let her shed tears in front of her parents.

He Lingzhi’s mother worriedly asked, "You just came back from... Patriarch Song, you didn’t fight, did you?"

"Pfft! Do I need to fight him?" He Lingzhi raised her chin and said, "I was just passing by casually, okay? Alright, alright, you guys do your own thing, I’m just taking a walk, and you’re bothering me."

"Are you really okay?" He Qingsong frowned. He didn’t believe, given his daughter’s temperament, that nothing happened after coming out from Song Xiaodong, especially as He Lingzhi was obviously unhappy about the arranged marriage.

"I said it’s nothing, so it’s nothing. Can you stop bothering me?" He Lingzhi huffed angrily and, suppressing the pain, strode forward.

He Qingsong and his wife were somewhat helpless; they couldn’t quite understand their daughter’s personality.

"Eh?" He Qingsong’s wife looked at their daughter’s back, suddenly let out a faint cry, and said in a lowered voice, "Look at her walking posture?"

He Qingsong also stared at their daughter and then quietly said, "Her walking posture is awkward, could it be...?"

He Qingsong’s wife said, "It must be. Otherwise, she wouldn’t be walking like that. No wonder she didn’t want to talk to us earlier, she’s afraid we’d find out."

Gazing for a couple more seconds, He Qingsong’s wife frowned and said, "Isn’t it too soon? They’ve only just met today, and they’re already...?"

He Qingsong, however, didn’t take it seriously at this point, chuckling lightly, "Our girl acts straightforwardly; perhaps she really likes Patriarch Song, so she went directly for it."

"But our daughter just said she hates Patriarch Song and doesn’t acknowledge this marriage."

"Ha, a girl’s mind says one thing and means another. Our Lingzhi is stubborn; she wouldn’t admit it."

"Makes sense... sigh, suddenly I have a bitter feeling. We’ve raised our daughter for so long, and now she’s someone else’s."

"A girl can’t be kept, she has to marry eventually. You shouldn’t feel sentimental. And given Lingzhi’s temperament, finding someone she’s satisfied with isn’t easy."

He Qingsong’s wife wiped her eyes and said, "That’s true... sigh, by the way, let’s not expose Lingzhi, or she’ll lose face."

He Qingsong stroked his chin, looking relaxed, said, "Ha, I’m aware of this. I definitely won’t mention it."

He Lingzhi’s ears were extremely sharp. Despite the distance from her parents, she still vaguely heard what they were saying.

This nearly drove her insane. She was spanked, not what they thought happened with Song Xiaodong. The mere assumption made He Lingzhi uneasy.

What annoyed her most was that her parents seemed pleased about it. Was she even their biological daughter? She felt disadvantaged, yet there was no concern from them.

She couldn’t explain herself either. Claiming Song Xiaodong spanked her would be even more embarrassing.

"Damn fool, dead jerk, rotten scoundrel! Just wait, if I don’t avenge today’s humiliation, I won’t be He!"

He Lingzhi relentlessly cursed Song Xiaodong in her heart, hating him utterly. If she weren’t weaker, she’d stab him seven or eight times.

"Achoo! Achoo!" Song Xiaodong sneezed repeatedly.

Miao Xuanxuan giggled and said, "Lingzhi must be cursing you behind your back."

Song Xiaoru glared at Song Xiaodong, "Really? She’s just a girl, and you spanked her with her pants down so harshly."

Song Xiaodong rubbed his nose and said, "We can’t let her run wild here; otherwise, she’d tear our house apart."

Miao Xuanxuan nodded repeatedly, "Absolutely, Lingzhi’s really hard to deal with. If hubby doesn’t make her behave, she’s like a bomb in our house."

Miao Qingqing also nodded, "Sister Xiaoru, don’t soften. I think Dongzi did well. Being firm should be firm. Lingzhi isn’t like us who’s willingly following Dongzi. She’s unwilling, and with her strong capabilities, she’d cause plenty of trouble."

Song Xiaoru smiled bitterly, "I know, the main thing is, I feel really sorry for Lingzhi. If she doesn’t want to marry Dongzi, then let’s not force her."

Miao Qingqing said, "If there were options, we wouldn’t force her. But now she doesn’t have a choice, and Dongzi can’t escape this marriage, involving too many things with great impact."

Miao Xuanxuan added, "Exactly, unless the He family finds another woman for the alliance, but that’s unlikely, or He family’s reputation wouldn’t allow."

Miao Qingqing further said, "Sister Xiaoru, rest assured, once she settles down, Dongzi won’t treat her badly, she’ll realize we’re not here to hurt her."

Miao Xuanxuan nodded repeatedly, "Right, once she’s slept with hubby once, she’ll settle down."

Song Xiaoru said empathetically, "We can’t tie her to Dongzi’s bed, can we?"

Miao Xuanxuan chuckled, "Extreme people need extreme measures. Hubby should just..." She gestured a chopping motion.

Song Xiaodong tapped Miao Xuanxuan’s head, "That’s a no-go; playing around is fine, but forcing her into bed is something I’d never do. That’s my basic principle in treating women."

Song Xiaoru and Miao Qingqing both nodded in agreement, while Miao Xuanxuan chuckled, "Just joking, don’t mind me."