After Being Reborn, Her Only Mission Is to Love Him-Chapter 353 - 351: From now on, you must listen to your wife, understand?

Chapter 353: Chapter 351: From now on, you must listen to your wife, understand?

He knew that Lu Zhaozhao had always been well-behaved in the Lu Family, but they might still use some absurd tactic.

Lu Zhaozhao was startled for a moment, then immediately turned to Song Sinian and smiled, "Mr. Song, don’t worry, even if they really think up some way to smear me, I’m not afraid. I have as much dirt on them as they have on me."

Song Sinian’s eyebrows gave a slight lift, as if he had realized something.

But he still asked with a casual voice, pretending to be indifferent, "What kind of dirt do you have on them?"

Lu Zhaozhao tilted her head and thought seriously, "Before, when Xia Wenjin followed me to the hospital to see my third brother, I got information on the thugs she hired. Also, after I got married, Mr. and Mrs. Lu installed a camera in my room to try and set me up by taking private photos, but my older brother and the others have kept video evidence of it. And there’s more..."

Lu Zhaozhao counted on her fingers the compromising material she had, completely unaware that someone’s face had turned pitch black when she mentioned Mr. and Mrs. Lu’s near successful scheme to trick her and take private photos.

If it weren’t for a sudden drop in the room’s atmosphere, Lu Zhaozhao probably wouldn’t have realized the problem.

Her voice abruptly stopped, and she looked a bit sheepishly toward Song Sinian. freewёbnoνel.com

She saw his tall figure slowly pressing down, "Why are there things in what you’ve told me that I didn’t know about?"

Especially regarding Mr. and Mrs. Lu.

She had suffered so much without him knowing?!

Song Sinian’s brows knotted almost instantly.

Suddenly thinking of Lu Zhaozhao previously insisting that he give up mining areas three and four, he immediately realized something.

All these things were what Lu Zhaozhao had experienced in her previous life.

In her last life, she didn’t have the ability to foresee the future like she did now, so... was she photographed by Mr. and Mrs. Lu in her previous life?

What did they do to her with those photos?

Just the thought of it made Song Sinian’s heart ache terribly.

Knowing that these were real experiences from Lu Zhaozhao’s previous life, it felt as if his heart was tightly bound by thorns, each beat bringing searing, heart-wrenching pain.

They truly deserved to die!

But death would be too kind for those two!

They should suffer torment, living a fate worse than death! Repent for their past deeds for the rest of their lives!

Thinking this, Song Sinian felt almost a palpable air of wrath about him.

Lu Zhaozhao felt a "thump" in her heart, thinking that Song Sinian was angry about her concealment.

She quickly extended her little hand to clasp his cheek and kissed him on the lips, "I’m sorry, Mr. Song. When it happened, we had a misunderstanding over something else, so I didn’t dare tell you..."

"..."

Song Sinian’s pupils trembled slightly, remembering that he was completely insensitive to emotions before. If it weren’t for Lu Zhaozhao’s fearless approach, they might have missed out on this lifetime together.

Thinking that the tragedy of her past life might entirely be his doing, Song Sinian felt even worse.

He slowly put his arms around Lu Zhaozhao, pressing her against his chest, his hands on her lower back trembling slightly.

"Zhaozhao, thank you for still choosing me in this life," Song Sinian took a deep breath, feeling an inexplicable sourness in his chest.

Actually, Lu Zhaozhao could have completely chosen to give up on him and not be with him, and she could still find another man who would love and cherish her.

It didn’t have to be him.

Especially in the previous life, when she had suffered so much by his side, yet she still chose him, this depth of love filled his heart with warmth that he had never felt before.

He was grateful that the person he loved was Lu Zhaozhao, and grateful that Lu Zhaozhao was willing to love him.

Lu Zhaozhao was blindsided by his sudden confession.

She had thought that Song Sinian was just angry because of her secrecy a moment ago, but now why such a passionate confession?

Had she missed something?

Lu Zhaozhao didn’t dare to think too much, her small hand subconsciously patting Song Sinian’s back gently.

She laughed lightly and said, "What are you talking about? Whether it is the last life, this life, or the next, I’m willing to be with you."

No one could love more purely than Song Sinian did.

She was content and willing to cherish it.

Suddenly, she felt a shadow loom over her head, and his warm breath drew nearer.

Almost instinctively, Lu Zhaozhao accepted the advance, but unlike the usual gentle entanglement, Song Sinian was like a beast eager for solace, plundering her breath in a way that set her heart racing.

She nearly couldn’t withstand it, pushed by Song Sinian’s overwhelming advance to lean back against the couch.

Her original sitting position slowly turned into a slanted recline until he completely pinned her down on the couch.

His hand clasped the back of her neck, and even as she lay on the couch, he didn’t let go, as if he feared she would disappear the moment he released her.

Lu Zhaozhao didn’t understand where Song Sinian’s current obsession was coming from, but she was happy to cooperate.

Only, he was really too fierce, kissing with such force while slightly arching his body, yet not allowing her to struggle free.

After a moment, the breath between the two of them grew heavier, and he vented heavily, sucking several times on her neck until the crimson marks became scattered dots on her skin, and only then did the strength in his hands lighten.

Lu Zhaozhao hummed softly, as if protesting his behavior.

The panic in Song Sinian’s heart dissipated almost entirely amid the tender entanglement and friction with Lu Zhaozhao due to her excessive cooperation.

He lowered his head to her cheek and kissed her gently, laughing softly into her neck encouraged by the obviously whimsical hums she made.

The roots of Song Sinian’s hair were prickly, rubbing against her neck, and he said in a muffled voice, "I wasn’t good before, unable to care for your feelings, letting you suffer so much; but it won’t happen again, I will treat you well."

His hair was harsh against her already sensitive neck, tickling her.

This peculiar sensation spread across her back, raising goosebumps.

Lu Zhaozhao extended her small hand to touch Song Sinian’s ear, thinking about how she had initially dared to approach him because of the reddening tips of his ears.

She always thought of the aloof Song Sinian as a pure-hearted little wolfhound prone to blushing.

Lu Zhaozhao remembered, and her eyes and brows were filled with a smile.

Her small hand pinched the tip of Song Sinian’s ear before she slowly spoke, "With such a good wife like me, of course, you should treat me well, and from now on, you should always listen to your wife, understand?"

"Mm."

Song Sinian’s handsome face rubbed again into the crook of her neck, suddenly as if he thought of something, he lifted his head abruptly to look at Lu Zhaozhao.

Almost instantly, Lu Zhaozhao understood his intention.

Her small hand suddenly clutched Song Sinian’s neck, and her entire being tensed up, "Song, Song Sinian, you must keep your word!"