Return to the City: The Strongest King
Chapter 314 - 315: Miao Xuanxuan Peeking

Chapter 314: Chapter 315: Miao Xuanxuan Peeking

"Hey, hey, this money is just on paper, I haven’t gotten it yet," Song Xiaodong gave Miao Qingqing a big eye roll.

Miao Qingqing chuckled and said, "Who would dare default on your money? It will come to you sooner or later, and besides, I’m not in a rush for it right now, the new company will still take some time to set up." Seeing Song Xiaodong’s frustrated expression, Miao Qingqing still felt quite a sense of achievement.

Song Xiaodong lifted Miao Qingqing’s shirt directly with an exasperated tone, "I give up, hurry up and massage my stomach, or else I don’t know what’s going to catch your fancy next."

Miao Qingqing just held her chest while Song Xiaodong’s hands were on her abdomen. She was nervous for just a few seconds before relaxing and said with a smile, "I’m helping you make money. Otherwise, keeping the money in your own hands, just watch it devalue."

Song Xiaodong’s hands gently massaged Miao Qingqing’s belly, saying, "I’m just afraid that by the time it comes down to it, I won’t be able to get back a single penny, principal and interest included. You capitalists are all ruthless, swallowing people whole without spitting out bones."

"Why are we even distinguishing so clearly?" said Miao Qingqing, blinking at Song Xiaodong with a smug look.

Song Xiaodong was truly at a loss for words. It seemed like whenever it involved money, Miao Qingqing became rather cunning, totally unlike her usual cool self.

The door was then cracked open, and Miao Qingqing immediately felt it, quickly sitting up to check her posture. Finding nothing inappropriate, she then said, "Xuanxuan, if you’re going to come in, then come in. Why skulk around?"

Miao Xuanxuan pushed the door open and stepped in, scanning both of them with a grin. "I’m just being cautious not to interrupt anything good going on between you two. If you guys were smacking it up, it would be such an eyesore for me."

Miao Qingqing snorted, "Can’t you keep your mind a little purer? Dongzi is just giving me a massage."

Miao Xuanxuan sat down by the bed and said, "Well, the massage can lead to other places, right? After all, you guys..."

"Cough!" Miao Qingqing was startled, afraid that Miao Xuanxuan would reveal that she was the person from two years ago and quickly cut off his words, "Stop talking nonsense here. Are you looking for money to buy something?"

Miao Xuanxuan had intentionally said that to scare Miao Qingqing and now said cheerfully, "Yeah, yeah. How about you give me a cool hundred or eighty thousand to spend? Things have been tight lately."

"What do you need so much money for?" asked Miao Qingqing.

"I want to buy some stuff. I’ve been bored lately and want to get a VCR to play with."

"It’s all about wasting money every day. Okay, I’ll transfer it to your card tomorrow."

"I knew big sis was the most straightforward," Miao Xuanxuan said with the look of a successful schemer, but he made no move to leave.

"Do you have anything else?" Miao Qingqing asked.

Miao Xuanxuan said with a mischievous smile, "I’ve got nothing going on. But I can keep an eye on someone for you, make sure he doesn’t take advantage of you. He’s currently got his hands on your belly. If his hand moves up a bit, he will be touching your boobs. If it moves down a bit, then he’ll be touching your... hehe, you definitely can’t be touched down there these days. It’d all be bloody."

"Pfft!" Miao Qingqing was immediately embarrassed, "Can you please try to keep your thoughts pure?"

"I am as pure as the snow on Tianshan, as the clouds beyond the ninth heaven. How much purer do you want me to be?"

Miao Qingqing’s face darkened, "Yes, yes, you are really pure."

In front of Miao Xuanxuan, Song Xiaodong kneaded Miao Qingqing’s belly, and he couldn’t help feeling a bit strange. The most significant part might be guilt, but there was also an inexplicable sense of excitement and thrill.

Miao Xuanxuan’s little feet suddenly kicked Song Xiaodong’s leg and said, "Listen here, Song Xiaodong, look at you. You’ve shared a bed with Miao Qingqing, kissed her and touched her; don’t you think you should take some responsibility and marry her?"

Miao Qingqing’s face turned red, and she scolded, "He wishes. Does he think he can just marry me if he wants to?"

Miao Xuanxuan rolled her eyes at Miao Qingqing and said, "Stop pretending. Just marry him. You’re going to have to marry sooner or later, don’t let the duck that’s already in your hands fly away."

After saying that, Miao Xuanxuan kicked Song Xiaodong again and said, "Last time, right on this bed, you slept with my sister. Don’t tell me you’re going to sleep with her and then not acknowledge it."

Song Xiaodong cleared his throat and replied, "I’ll definitely acknowledge it, but we shouldn’t rush into something as important as marriage, right?"

"Why not rush? If a man doesn’t marry, it means he doesn’t want to take responsibility. I think tomorrow is a good day; you two should just go and get your marriage certificate."

"Oh, give me a break!" Both Miao Qingqing and Song Xiaodong rolled their eyes. Miao Qingqing said irritably, "Stop meddling. Dongzi and I will handle our own matters."

Miao Xuanxuan giggled and said, "Look how scared you two got. I was just joking. Xiaodong, hurry up, I’m not done playing yet. Finish her massage quickly so we can go play games."

Miao Qingqing immediately said, "You go ahead; I still need Xiaodong to massage my feet."

"My goodness, talk about comprehensive service," said Miao Xuanxuan, rolling her eyes at Song Xiaodong.

Song Xiaodong cleared his throat and said, "Xuanxuan, do you want a massage? My technique is really good."

"I’m not letting you massage me. What if you take advantage of me? Then I’d really be at a loss," Miao Xuanxuan giggled, bouncing out of the room and closing the door behind her.

"Dongzi." Miao Qingqing’s expression suddenly became serious.

"What’s up?" Song Xiaodong felt a bit nervous inside, wondering if Miao Qingqing had figured something out.

"I have a favor to ask of you."

"What is it?" asked Song Xiaodong, confused. It seemed like the first time Miao Qingqing was speaking to him in such a serious tone.

"I’m begging you, please spend more time with Xuanxuan recently."

"Spend time with her? What do you mean?" Song Xiaodong felt nervous again, but it didn’t show on the surface.

Miao Qingqing let out a sigh and said, "Our father’s sudden death has left us all very saddened. I can put more effort into work to fulfill my father’s wishes, which eases my sadness a bit, but Xuanxuan doesn’t have as much to keep her busy. She has too much free time to miss our father, so her mood has been quite low recently. Today was a rare day I saw her smile, but I know she’s just putting on a brave face. She doesn’t want me to worry, but in reality, she’s still in a lot of pain."

Song Xiaodong nodded and said earnestly, "That’s not a problem. I don’t have much to do these days either; I can definitely spend more time with her."

"Alright, that would really help, thank you. Ah, she’s now my only family, and I can’t spare the time to look after her myself. I have no choice but to let you, her brother-in-law, take care of her."

"Brother-in-law..." Song Xiaodong stared at Miao Qingqing.