【Chest-touch task countdown begins: 180, 179, 178…】
【Countdown ended.】
Song Shuangzhi stared at the huge number 【138】 in her mind, feeling a little dazed.
【He touched your chest for a full 42 seconds????】
【It only took him 30 seconds to deal with that murderer earlier!】
The system roared wildly in her head!
【Ahhh! He couldn’t bear to let go!】
【He wanted to keep holding on! He wanted even more!】
Song Shuangzhi frowned. “Aren’t you overthinking it!”
【Zhibao, look at his trembling eyelashes, look at the faint redness of his earlobes, look at how his fingers pinch his index finger, look at the slight upward curve of his lips!】
“Sorry.” Tan Siyan’s voice was calm and detached as he lowered his gaze and continued reading his documents.
Song Shuangzhi looked at his sharply defined profile.
His ears…
really did seem a little red…
…
Although there hadn’t been an accident just now, quite a few things in the car had fallen.
“Luckily nothing happened…” Song Shuangzhi took out a small sweet white porcelain incense burner from the gift box.
“Made by Master Zhou himself?” Tan Siyan recognized it immediately. Not only was it valuable, but more importantly, Master Zhou rarely made incense burners for people he wasn’t familiar with.
Seeing this porcelain piece, he suddenly realized…
In the three months since their marriage, she had never spent his money…
“Mm, today is Mom’s birthday,” Song Shuangzhi said softly.
“Mom believes in Buddhism, she’ll definitely like it.”
Only then did Tan Siyan understand that the “Mom” she referred to was his own mother.
“Sir,” the driver hesitated, “uh… the gates of the estate have been closed.”
They had been open at first, but the moment the butler saw his car approaching, they were shut immediately.
The Song family and the Tan family had always been close family friends.
The marriage arrangement had even been decided when Tan’s mother held little Shuangzhi and insisted she become her daughter-in-law.
But half a year ago…
Song Shuangzhi’s father had gone to Macao, gambled away all the family assets, and incurred massive debts.
The Tan family’s attitude toward Song Shuangzhi had plummeted overnight…
The Tan family was refined and prestigious, and Tan Siyan’s status was extremely high. Logically, he shouldn’t have married the daughter of a gambler, as it could harm his career.
“The butler said to enter through the back door,” the driver added softly.
Song Shuangzhi nodded.
Tan Siyan frowned. “No!”
“The butler said otherwise Madam should go in alone.”
Song Shuangzhi got out of the car with the gift.
Tan Siyan adjusted his glasses. “No!”
His long, strong hand hovered around her, as if he didn’t quite dare to hold that overly pale and slender wrist.
In the blink of an eye, she had already stepped out and walked up to the butler.
“Grandpa Butler, I…”
She knew her position was awkward, and that she probably wouldn’t be able to work in the judicial field in the future. This was only an internship.
But it didn’t matter. After the divorce, she would be rich anyway. She had never been good at memorizing legal codes, so there was no need to take it too seriously.
“This is the gift I prepared for Mom. Could you please pass it along for me?”
“Of course.” The butler took the box.
Song Shuangzhi turned to leave.
With a crack—
The gift box was thrown to the ground, and the delicate white porcelain inside must have shattered.
Song Shuangzhi turned back, her large, moist eyes fixed on the butler.
The old man’s heart nearly melted, yet he still gritted his teeth.
“I dropped it by accident.”
The system clenched its fists. 【That was clearly on purpose!!!】
【I’m so mad! How dare he bully my Zhibao!】
Looking at the gray-haired butler, Song Shuangzhi’s chest rose and fell with anger. “You!”
“Are your hands shaking because of old age?”
“You should take some medicine to strengthen your body!”
System:【So disappointing!】
【He made you so angry!】
【And all you can do is fluff up and walk away!】
Song Shuangzhi really was about to leave, but her wrist suddenly sank as Tan Siyan’s hand tightly gripped it.
“Get in the car.”
“Oh.”
“Fasten your seatbelt.”
“Mm.”
“Don’t act like a robot.”
Song Shuangzhi blinked. “Huh?”
With a loud crash—
The estate gates collapsed with a thunderous roar!
Tan Siyan’s seemingly ordinary luxury car, secretly modified to withstand even missile attacks, crushed through the gate and sped straight to the villa entrance!
【Clingy Supporting Female Task completed: being protected by the male lead. Reward: the second male lead’s life!】
How unlucky.
“What would I even do with the second male lead’s life?”
The system sobbed. 【Who knew the second male lead would be the type to give his life for you!】
“Can you give me something actually useful?”
【Let me check…】
“This is the gift Song Shuangzhi prepared for you,” Tan Siyan’s cold voice rang out.
“She put a lot of effort into it. You like it, don’t you?”
Holding the shattered porcelain incense burner, he spoke to his mother without changing his expression.
“Go on, praise it.”
Tan’s mother looked at the broken pieces. “How am I supposed to praise that?”
“That’s your problem.” Tan Siyan glanced at the full table of people. He hadn’t announced his return and was usually stationed abroad, so it was normal they hadn’t waited for him. He didn’t care about that in the slightest, but…
“Song Shuangzhi attends your birthday every year. Why didn’t you wait for her before starting the meal?”
Tan’s mother knew her soft, submissive temperament. Like a piece of sticky rice cake, no matter how much it was squeezed, it would only change shape and keep breathing. Why should she bother waiting?
“I don’t like her gift.”
“Then you probably won’t like this gift either.” Tan Siyan raised his hand and pulled the sweet white porcelain hairpin from her hair.
“Master Zhou’s work. Siyin gave it to you, but Song Shuangzhi was the one who prepared it.”
Tan Siyin lowered her head, not daring to speak.
Tan Siyan tossed the porcelain hairpin into a nearby bowl of soup.
“From now on, no one eats before Mrs. Tan arrives.”
With that, he turned and left.
Only after he had almost walked out did he realize Song Shuangzhi hadn’t followed.
He went back. “You’re not allowed to say ‘sorry.’”
Song Shuangzhi opened her mouth, the word already on her lips.
“And you’re not allowed to apologize. Song Shuangzhi, you did nothing wrong, so why should you apologize?”
She hesitated. “But today is Mom’s birthday…”
Harmony in the family brings prosperity. She didn’t want to cause conflict in the Tan family because of her. In three months, she would be a discarded wife anyway…
And at the most chaotic moment, the system stirred things up again!
【Clingy Supporting Female Task triggered: hold hands with the male lead for ten minutes.】
She was in no mood to complete tasks.
She only wanted…
Huh?
Her wrist—
was tightly gripped by the man’s long, defined hand, as if afraid she might run.
The tall man, standing at one meter ninety-three, strode forward with long steps.
She could only jog to keep up.
System: 【Hurry! Complete the task!!!】
Looking at his hand holding her left wrist, she cautiously placed her right hand over his…
He was simply too tall, his legs too long, so in less than half a minute, he had already led her into the car.
Their hands naturally separated.
The system lamented:【Another failed task!!!!】
【He clearly doesn’t want to let go!】
【Zhibao’s hands are so soft!】
【Like milk tofu! The male lead has probably never touched anything this soft in his life!】
Looking at her slightly reddened palm, she gathered her courage.
“Chief Judge Tan…” Her voice was soft and gentle, completely different from her robotic tone earlier, sweet and delicate.
“Can you hold my hand a little longer?”
The driver in the front seat sucked in a sharp breath and passed over a pair of lambskin gloves.
Song Shuangzhi slowly withdrew her hand.
Before transmigrating, she had been a medical student. She could tell—he had a disorder when it came to physical contact.
He wouldn’t touch anyone…