Chapter 1.2 (1/2)

Chapter One (Part 2)

Han Ting Ting’s future father-in-law Qin Yun and mother-in-law Zhang Yu were both from prominent families with successful companies and Qin Song was their only heir.

Not long after graduation, Zhang Yu married Qin Yun. Zhang Yu’s married life was smooth. Though Zhang Yu was about to have a daughter-in-law, Zhang Yu still looked like a young beauty and occasionally Zhang Yu caused minor incidents like falling sick from over dosing on ice-cream.

Han Ting Ting was grateful toward Zhang Yu for not snitching on her to Qin Yun. Otherwise Qin Yun wouldn’t have greeted her with a rare smile as she walked into the Qin’s family home whilst holding hands with Qin Song.

Inside the Qin’s family home, Qin Song wrapped an arm around her shoulder and pulled her close to his chest. He had an alluring masculine scent. Being in close proximity to him fl.u.s.tered her.

‘You’re s.p.a.cing out again. Greet my parents,’ Qin Song said in a sweet tone.

She calmly smiled and greeted his parents. ‘h.e.l.lo uncle, h.e.l.lo aunty.’

Zhang Yu’s complexion showed Zhang Yu had recovered quickly. Zhang Yu gestured for her to come into the dining room.

‘Ting Ting, you’re here. Come and eat dinner,’ Zhang Yu said.

Qin Song followed her to the dining room and sat next to her at the dining table. Qin Song shamelessly stole the bowl she held and glared at her. She was startled but opted to pick up another bowl.

Qin Yun coughed. ‘How’s the wedding planning?’

Qin Song pretended to be too busy eating to hear Qin Yun. She put her bowl down and summoned a polite tone. ‘The wedding planning is on schedule and there hasn’t been a problem.’

For her speaking with Qin Yun was like reporting to her boss, it was hard for her not to be nervous.

‘We’re all family here. You don’t need to be polite around me,’ Qin Yun said.

Qin Yun was happy with his future daughter-in-law. He thought her gentle temperament was necessary to handle his son’s childish antics.

Zhang Yu was fond of their future daughter-in-law too. ‘Ting Ting, when your parents are free invite them over for dinner.’

‘That’s right. After you marry into our family, your parents will feel your void. Make sure you invite them over often,’ Qin Yun said.

‘Your mum’s spicy dishes were delicious,’ Zhang Yu said.

Qin Yun coughed profusedly. Qin Yun’s health was still poor and his complexion was pale. Qin Song was silent during dinner and by eight he signalled for her to bid them goodnight for them to leave.

She wanted to leave early too to let Qin Yun rest. But Zhang Yu kept recounting embarra.s.sing stories about Qin Song that it was hard for her to leave without appearing rude.

After dinner they sat on the sofa and Zhang Yu continued the one way conversation. Qin Song sat next to her on the sofa and his hand was wrapped around her shoulder. He endured Zhang Yu’s stories at his expense and she endured him stroking her hair like they were real lovers.

She wore a strapless dress. Sometimes his hand wandered down onto her shoulder and she’d lower her head to hide her blush.

Zhang Yu stopped talking after noticing Qin Song was more attentive caressing his fiance than he was listening to Zhang Yu. Zhang Yu knew gaining the attention of young lovers was futile and signalled for Qin Yun to retire upstairs with Zhang Yu.

After Qin Song’s parents retired, he withdrew his hand from her hair. ‘Let’s leave.’