Chapter 811: Chapter 811: Are You Song the Third Little Fox?
Xia Qie wanted to refute Song Lingzhaoās words. What does he mean by it was because of him that they lost their mother? Obviously, it was that womanās own ugly deeds. If she didnāt say it, does it mean no one would know for life?
He didnāt believe it at all.
But when he thought of his five-year-old sister Ying, who hadnāt cried or made a fuss at the memorial, her small face was pale and colorless, her eyes vacant and full of apology, his heart felt a bit uneasy.
"Thatās my sister, of course Iāll take care of her. Do you need to tell me that?"
"Thatās good, if thereās nothing else, Iām leaving." Song Lingzhao stood up.
Xia Qie called out to him with a "Hey! Where are you going? The dishes havenāt been served yet. Why leave? I specially ordered a table full of good dishes to treat you."
Song Lingzhao glanced at him sideways and said, "Even though youāre not in official mourning, itās still within the mourning period, so can you eat meat?"
"I wonāt eat it, you eat it."
Song Lingzhao chuckled, "Youāre such a little tyrant, so kind to sit and watch me eat meat? Could it be that youāre craving meat yourself, and intentionally set up this situation to invite me out, order a table full of meat, and then eat some yourself? If someone says you ate meat, youāll blame it on me, saying it was me who invited you to eat?"
Xia Qie: "..."
Damn, this little prince of mine is known as the bully of the capital, and Iāve never met someone so imaginative. Is his head filled with nothing but conspiracy and tricks?
Wasnāt it said that the second young master of the Song Family is an upright, straightforward person?
"Are you actually my third brother, Song San?" Xia Qie eyed him up and down, asking warily.
Itās said that the third young master Song San is like a reincarnated fox, full of cunning and especially good at scheming.
"I invited the second brother, Song Ling." Xia Qie was ready to run at any moment.
Song Lingzhao was successfully amused, saying, "If it were my younger brother, how could he waste so many words with you?"
Xia Qie pouted, feeling a bit hurt.
Song Lingzhao sat down again and instructed the servant to change to a vegetarian meal, to avoid drawing criticism.
Seeing this, Xia Qieās eyes moved slightly but he didnāt stop it. He thought for a moment and asked, "Second Brother Song, do you think I shouldnāt have told my grandfather about that woman? If I hadnāt, Ying wouldnāt have lost her mother."
"Oh, by your tone, has the little tyrant found a conscience and thinks he made his sister lose her mother too young?"
Xia Qieās face flushed, "Iām speaking seriously with you, and you... you look down on me, not wanting to talk with me, afraid this Xia family member will drag you down, right? If so, you can leave."
Song Lingzhao was stunned for a moment, seeing the little guyās eyes full of anger yet a bit hurt, he laughed awkwardly twice, "Whatās wrong, are you angry?"
Xia Qie crossed his arms, huffed, and turned his face away.
Well, he really is angry.
Song Lingzhao flicked his chubby cheek and said, "Iām just joking with you, as men, donāt be so petty. This time itās my fault, brother apologizes with tea instead of wine."
He raised his cup and clinked it against Xia Qieās.
Xia Qieās face relaxed a bit, but he still kept a stern expression.
"Okay, stop pretending to be a grown-up whoās angry. You just asked me if you should or shouldnāt have. If it were on the day of the funeral, I might not have been able to answer you, but I did talk about this with my grandmother that day."
Xia Qieās expression changed, "You talked with your grandmother?"
Damn, is this kid really that untrustworthy with secrets?
"My grandmother was also there at the time." Song Lingzhao rolled his eyes and said, "Also, donāt imagine my grandmother being so bad. Sheās too dignified to spread these trivial things everywhere. In my grandmotherās words, she disdains using such topics to attract attention."
Xia Qie felt relieved. Well, the Old Madam does seem quite noble and upright.