Second Take On Romance - The A-List Actor Wants Me
Chapter 173 : Song Xiaoling’s Objection

Chapter 173: Chapter 173 : Song Xiaoling’s Objection

"I can only repeat myself," Yan Renzhong said. He was leaning against the doorframe while cradling Song Yaya in his arms. "What’s wrong?"

"I didn’t hear any of these before," Song Xiaoling snapped, her face contorted in fury. "How can you just bring a stranger into... Into Yaya’s life? What if he does something harmful to her?"

Yan Renzhong arched a brow at his stepsister.

"Jingwei is not a stranger," he said. "And he is most definitely not a dangerous person. I wish for them to get to know each other. After all, I plan to be with Jingwei for a long time."

Song Xiaoling scoffed.

"The last time you were together, you two didn’t last that long. Don’t you think you are being too optimistic here?"

"Papa, Papa..."

Song Yaya tugged at Yan Renzhong’s collar.

"Papa, I am hungry..."

"Yaya, you just ate breakfast," Song Xiaoling reminded the little girl.

"But..."

Song Yaya squirmed unhappily.

"But I am hungry..."

Yan Renzhong pressed a kiss against the little girl’s cheek.

"What about some fruit?" He offered. "Yaya, do you want an apple?"

"Apple!" The little girl’s eyes lit up in happiness.

"Go to the kitchen and wash one. Papa will peel one for you soon."

Yan Renzhong lowered Song Yaya to the floor, and the little girl bolted to the kitchen, right where Shen Jingwei was hiding.

The little girl skidded to a halt and observed Shen Jingwei’s terrified face.

"Uncle, have we met before?" She asked innocently.

"..."

They did, but at that time Song Yaya was too occupied with Yan Renzhong to give Shen Jingwei some attention.

"Only briefly."

Shen Jingwei squatted in front of Song Yaya so they could speak on same eye level.

"Hello, my name is Shen Jingwei," he said with a smile.

Song Yaya stared at Shen Jingwei’s face intently. The man squatting before her had an extraordinarily pretty face, but it was not what captivated Song Yaya the most. The most interesting feature on Shen Jingwei was his pupils.

Black at first, they seemed to carry specks of gold when Song Yaya looked a little closer. And this little girl, recently enamored with tales of palaces and princesses, was very fond of everything that glittered.

"Wow," she mouthed, her eyes sparkling in delight. "Uncle, your eyes are so pretty."

She extended her tiny arms at Shen Jingwei.

"Uncle, hug!"

Shen Jingwei gingerly reached out, intending to put his arms around Song Yaya, but Song Xiaoling’s sharp voice cut through the air like a knife.

"Hands off her!"

Shen Jingwei immediately retracted his hands.

"Oh, Mama!" Song Yaya cried out.

Clearly furious, Song Xiaoling marched toward them and lifted Song Yaya into her arms.

"Papa is busy today," she snapped. "Yaya, we are going home."

"Xiaoling, don’t be ridiculous," Yan Renzhong too entered the kitchen, his brows knitted together into a frown. "Shen Jingwei did not do anything wrong. Need I remind you that he saved you and Yaya from Song Zhuguan?"

"It’s not that I am ungrateful," Song Xiaoling said, every bit as ungrateful as she appeared. "After everything that happened, I simply want to keep it in the family. I don’t want outsiders to be involved."

Shen Jingwei’s heart dropped when he heard Song Xiaoling’s words. But Yan Renzhong’s arm around his body provided more reassurance than he could ask for.

"Jingwei is no outsider," Yan Renzhong pointed out. "I intend to marry him in the future. We already talked about adopting Yaya..."

"What!"

Song Xiaoling tightened her grip around her little sister, making the latter squirm and whine in discomfort.

"Do I have no say in this???"

"Xiaoling, we talked about this matter," Yan Renzhong narrowed his eyes at her. "We agreed that I am going to take care of Yaya after you get married and move into another town!"

Song Yaya burst into tears and began to sniffle.

"Mama, are you going away?"

Upon realizing their blunder, both Song Xiaoling and Yan Renzhong began talking to the little girl at the same time.

"No, that’s not it!"

"Yaya, we are talking about what-ifs."

"Mama will never leave you!"

"You can see Mama anytime."

"Wahhhhhh!!!"

Song Yaya started bawling her eyes out.

"Guys, you two should talk alone," Shen Jingwei hurriedly said before the situation escalated for worse. "Please let me babysit Yaya when you two talk. I will never let any harm befall her, no worries."

Yan Renzhong sighed.

"Thank you, Jingbao," he said before planting a kiss against the side of Shen Jingwei’s head. "We should talk in the living room, Xiaoling."

Song Xiaoling was reluctant to hand his little sister over to Shen Jingwei, but in the end she let go of Song Yaya.

"Yaya wants to play at Papa’s bedroom," Song Yaya mumbled against Shen Jingwei’s shoulder after the other two adults left the kitchen.

Shen Jingwei sweatdropped.

Yan Renzhong already cleaned up, but he did not want to risk having Song Yaya see anything she was not supposed to see.

"Why not play in Uncle’s bedroom instead?" He quickly offered. "I have a remarkable collection of stuffed toys!"

"Really?"

"Yes!"

"Then Yaya wants to play with toys..."

Shen Jingwei took Song Yaya to his bedroom. Since he had not spent a night there at all, it was as neat and tidy as it could be.

Previously, Shen Jingwei had segregated gifts from his fans and organized them into boxes. Thus he knew right away which box to take out and unwrap.

As soon as the box came undone, a mountain of plush toys of all kinds and colors came to sight.

"Wooooooowwwww!!!" Song Yaya’s eyes widened in delight.

She pulled out a tiger plush and hugged it.

"I like this one!" She declared.

And then she pulled out a lion plush and hugged it as well.

"I also like this one!" She cried out.

The little girl was happily playing at first, but then her stomach started to rumble.

"Uncle, I want apples," she craned her neck at Shen Jingwei and pleaded.

"Oh, alright. Yaya, don’t go anywhere, understand? Uncle is going to cut some apples for you."

"Un!"

Shen Jingwei returned to the kitchen, and Song Yaya rose to her feet.

She began rummaging inside a wooden chest, expecting to unearth an even more precious treasure.

Her mouth formed a huge O when she came across a very interesting object.