After Being Reborn, Her Only Mission Is to Love Him Chapter 99: 99 I Allowed It

Chapter 99: Chapter 99 I Allowed It…

“Dad, Keren is ing back soon. How about we all have a nice dinner together to wele her back?”

Mr. Song’s silver eyebrows furrowed slightly as he thought it over carefully.

Recently, because of the Xia Family’s hospitalization, Zhaozhao had been running around busily, and he hadn’t had the chance to meet her.

Using Keren’s return as a pretext to invite Zhaozhao over wasn’t a bad idea.

Thinking this, Mr. Song nodded, “Hmm, let’s do as you suggest.”

Xiao Jinglan breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed she would need to find another way to involve Zhaozhao next time…

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Meanwhile, Zhaozhao was sitting nervously in the VIP lounge of the hospital.

From here, she could clearly see all of Xia Wenmo’s vital data as well as observe his surgical procedure.

Originally, this room was intended for medical students to watch surgeries.

But because Zhaozhao was always worried about Xia Wenmo’s condition, Sinian had directly approached the dean to allocate this room for them.

He had thought that once Zhaozhao watched Xia Wenmo’s surgery, she might not be as nervous.

Yet, only 20 minutes into the surgery, Zhaozhao sitting in the VIP lounge began to uncontrollably tremble.

“Zhaozhao, it’s okay. Look, all those readings are very normal right now,” Xia Wenjue said, sitting to Zhaozhao’s left, gently patting her arm and back.

And Xia Wenqing, sitting on her right, also held her arm, his voice extremely gentle, “Don’t worry, Zhaozhao, the equipment here is state-of-the-art, and the two doctors inside are very skilled…”

As for the not-yet-brother Xia Wenyan, he squatted down lightly patting her hand, “Zhaozhao, the third brother’s indicators were all healthy before the surgery, there won’t be any problems. Don’t worry!”

At this moment, all of Zhaozhao’s attention was on Xia Wenmo, pletely unaware of the “opportunist brother” by her feet.

She nodded subconsciously, her emotions still intensely fluctuating.

Zhaozhao couldn’t bring herself to tell them that in her past life, Xia Wenmo had indeed died.

The fear prevented her from relaxing pletely.

She had even been worried that Xia Wenmo wouldn’t survive long enough to undergo surgery.

Fortunately, the surgery was now proceeding smoothly. If it was successful, Xia Wenmo’s fate might really change!

Zhaozhao’s eyes were tensely fixed on the display screen in the room, pletely oblivious to Sinian seated not far away who was about to explode.

Apart from that dog called Jack from before, he now had people he disliked.

Three of them.

Sinian clenched his fists tightly as he watched three grown men in front of him holding his wife, his feelings of displeasure reaching a peak.

Had these three men not been Zhaozhao’s relatives by blood, he would have already planned where to bury them.

Sinian took a deep breath, counted to 30 silently while sitting, and then finally stood up.

“I’ll take her out for a walk,” Sinian said, reaching out to Zhaozhao and turning her chin towards him, “Zhaozhao, e take a walk with me.”

Zhaozhao’s eyes, slightly red, blinked. When she looked at Sinian, she seemed not to fully prehend what he had just said.

Sinian’s eyelids drooped as he patiently repeated, “e out for a walk with me, take a breath of fresh air, then we can e back.”

Lu Zhaozhao finally came back to her senses, nodded slightly, and glanced worriedly at the monitor again.

Xia Wenjue mented, “The surgery will still take about an hour to finish, you might as well go out for a walk now.”

Although he wanted to keep holding his soft and cuddly sister, seeing her with red-rimmed eyes and a face full of concern, he thought it would be better for her to walk around.

Xia Wenqing felt the same way.

As for Xia Wenyan, he seemed totally clueless about the situation. He immediately stood up, hands on his hips, and said, “I want to go for a walk with you too.”

Almost instantly, Xia Wenjue and Xia Wenqing each grabbed one side of Xia Wenyan and pressed him back down, while covering his mouth, “No, you don’t.”

Xia Wenyan: “???”

As they watched Lu Zhaozhao follow Song Sinian out of the VIP rest room, they finally let go of Xia Wenyan.

“Why? You guys don’t acpany Zhaozhao, but why can’t I go?” Xia Wenyan asked, looking dissatisfied and indignant at Xia Wenjue and Xia Wenqing.

Xia Wenjue gave him a look and rubbed his temples with a bit of a headache, “I’m afraid you might get buried by your brother-in-law later, and I won’t even be able to find your grave.”

Xia Wenqing also shook his head continuously, “I really don’t know where your sense of awareness has gone.”

Just now, they were all so nervous with Song Sinian’s stare that their backs went cold, and this guy didn’t feel it at all?

After confirming that Lu Zhaozhao was their sister, he and his older brother had also investigated Song Sinian.

His reputation in business was almost uniformly described as ruthless, lacking humanity.

They even thought about rescuing Lu Zhaozhao from Song Sinian’s grip.

But later they found out that Song Sinian wasn’t as devoid of human warmth as the rumors said, at least… he gave all his kindness and gentleness to Lu Zhaozhao.

And moreover, Lu Zhaozhao really liked Song Sinian.

That was ultimately why they didn’t meddle in Lu Zhaozhao’s relationship with Song Sinian.

Xia Wenyan reluctantly shrank his neck, his double chin almost squeezing out, “I just want to spend more time with Zhaozhao… why is that so hard…”

“…”

“…”

In the hospital corridor, Lu Zhaozhao followed Song Sinian, walking one after the other towards the elevator.

Suddenly, Song Sinian fiercely grabbed her small hand, and in one swift motion, pulled her into the nearby fire escape.

The floor was already emptied for Xia Wenmo’s surgery, so there was no one around.

Even less so in the fire escape.

Behind the door of the fire escape, Song Sinian’s large hands were propped on either side of Lu Zhaozhao, enclosing her in the small space.

In the silent and empty fire escape, their closely adjacent breathing was especially clear.

“Zhaozhao, I want to hold you…” Song Sinian’s low tone moved closer to her ear, his heavy breath carried a slight dampness.

His entire form enveloped her, and with just a slight movement of his fingers, he could have done it, yet humbly, he waited for her permission.

Not sure if it was because he was scared by her crying in the car earlier, Song Sinian didn’t dare to take liberties now.

Lu Zhaozhao’s eyes blinked, her small hands directly hooked around his neck, and she whispered in his ear, “I allow it…”

Her lips slowly moved downward, almost imperceptibly brushing against the skin of his neck, ticklish, stirring desires deep within—