Chapter 485: A Big Bottom, Good For Giving Birth (2/2)
My bitter smile seemed to match Song Xingchen’s look of embarrassment. Although Song Xingchen was usually cool and calm, in front of Song Heting, his usual momentum was nowhere to be found.
”Aunt Song, I'm not a child. I won’t be bullied so easily,” I protested.
”No, since we’re here, I have to meet her parents! What if they’re shady folk? How can I safely hand you over to this girl?” Song Heting persuaded.
”Yeah, I’d like to see what my sister-in-law looks like,” echoed Song Jie.
I couldn't stop these two busybodies at all. Despite the fact our private room was on the sixteenth floor, they headed straight for the stairs.
Perhaps these martial arts practitioners didn't like taking the elevator. By the time I arrived upstairs, the three were waiting for me outside the elevator.
”What took you so long?” complained Song Jie.
”Aunt Song, don't mess things up,” I warned.
Song Heting arched an eyebrow, ”Who do you think I am? A parent from old feudal society? Don't worry, if she’s a good girl, I will definitely support the two of you!”
We entered the private room with the loud racket announcing our arrival. The smile on Mr. Huang’s face instantly solidified. Perhaps Song Heting's domineering aura gave the impression she was here with malicious intent.
”This is...” Mr. Huang started politely.
After I introduced them one by one, Mr. Huang stood up and held out his hand, ”Hello, I am Xiaotao’s father. I’m a businessman.”
”I am Song Yang's aunt. I’m a housewife!”
Song Jie stared wide-eyed at Xiaotao, mumbling a low 'wow' under her breath. ”She’s beautiful, just like a movie star!” whispered Song Jie.
”Good-looking girls are all unreliable!” Song Heting shot daggers with her eyes.
”What would you like to eat? Please, go and ahead and order whatever you like. It’s my treat,” Mr. Huang endeavored to defuse the situation.
Song Heting turned a deaf ear. “Stand up, young lady!”
”Why should I!” argued Xiaotao.
Sizing her up, Song Heting said, ”You’ve got nice, big buttocks. You shouldn’t have a problem giving birth.”
Spewing a mouthful of tea, Mr. Huang quickly wiped his mouth with a napkin. I was so embarrassed I wish I could disappear.
Song Heting pulled up the chair across Mr. Huang and asked, ”What does your daughter do?”
”She’s an officer ... What are you...”
Song Heting gestured for Mr. Huang to keep his mouth shut. Suppressed by her domineering aura, Mr. Huang widened his eyes in utter disbelief.
”Your job puts you in too much danger. I hope that you’ll quit after getting married and concentrate on raising your children. It’s bad enough that Song Yang risks his life. I won’t agree to both husband and wife taking such risks.”
Xiaotao slammed her chopsticks against the table, ”Who the hell are you to tell me what to do!”
”Xiaotao!” Mr. Huang motioned for her to sit down.
Despite assuring me she wasn’t here to fight, we seemed to be on the brink of one.
Leaning into her chair, Song Heting raised three fingers, ”If you want to marry Song Yang, I have three requirements!”
The absolute principle underlying the universe, combining within itself the principles of yin and yang and signifying the way, or code of behavior, that is in harmony with the natural order.