The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool - Chapter 964

964 Mistake

Song Jingchen slept very well. He felt like something was pressing against his chest and he couldn’t breathe. He wanted to move it away, but he couldn’t move his limbs.

He struggled hard and struggled again. In the end, he was woken up by the sound of swallowing.

Song Jingchen had just heaved a sigh of relief when he sensed something. He was shocked and pushed the person lying on him away, shrinking into the bed.

“You…” He wanted to ask who she was, but when he saw her sleepy face, the image of her before she fainted flashed across his mind. He didn’t know if he was embarrassed or angry, but his handsome face instantly turned red. “Why are you here?”

Little Jiajia was originally a little angry at being disturbed. She looked up and met her little husband’s shocked eyes. She smiled sweetly. “You’re my husband, and I’m your wife. Where else would I be?”

No matter how calm and sensible he usually was, he was only a ten-year-old child. When had he ever encountered such a situation?

Song Jingchen held it in for a long time, but in the end, he could only say, “You’re spouting nonsense… Don’t you know shame?”

“I’m not spouting nonsense. You’re my husband.”

Song Jingchen was furious. “I’m not!”

Little Jiajia said, “You are!”

Song Jingchen responded. “No!”

Little Jiajia said, “You are!”

Song Jingchen responded. “No!”

No, why was he fighting with her over this? Childish.

At this moment, the servant guarding outside heard the commotion and pushed open the door. Seeing that he was awake, he said with a strange expression, “Heir, Madam wants you to go to the front courtyard when you wake up.”

Seeing that the servant wasn’t surprised to see an outsider in his room, Song Jingchen was even more puzzled.

This girl kept calling him “Hubby”. She even appeared in his room openly. Could it be that his mother had arranged a betrothal for him without his knowledge?

Thinking of this possibility, Song Jingchen felt terrible. He jumped out of bed, put on his shoes, and walked out.

He was in a hurry to ask, so he ignored Little Jiajia, who was following behind him.

When the two of them arrived at the front courtyard, they saw Old Master Song sitting at the head of the table. Beside him was Shangguan Han, and Madam Li was sitting at the end.

Song Jingchen was about to bow and greet her when the little girl beside him spoke before he could. “Mother, Grandfather.”

Song Jingchen thought to himself, “It’s over, it’s over. She even called them ‘Mother’ and ‘Grandfather’. She must have arranged a betrothal for me.”

Old Master Song laughed. “You and Brother Chen aren’t married yet. There’s no hurry to call me Grandfather.”

Little Jiajia nodded obediently. “Yes, Grandfather.”

Old Master Song was speechless.

Madam Li coughed lightly and smiled. “Jiajia must be hungry. I got the kitchen to make almond lamb custard. Han’er, bring Jiajia to eat.”

Shangguan Han didn’t want to leave, but he knew that his aunt’s words carried the weight of his grandfather’s words, so he didn’t dare to refuse.

“Thank you, Mother.” After thanking her innocently, Little Jiajia whispered in Song Jingchen’s ear, “Don’t worry, I’ll save some for you.”

The little girl’s breath tickled his ear. Song Jingchen resisted the urge to touch his ear and took two steps to the side uncomfortably.

After leaving the main hall, Shangguan Han asked weakly, “Aren’t you curious about what Aunt and the others are saying inside?”

“I’m curious, but Mother didn’t want me to hear it.”

Shangguan Han thought to himself, “So you know that Aunt sent you away on purpose.”

However, there was no way to stay. He could ask the other party involved.

Shangguan Han jogged after Little Jiajia and asked curiously, “When did you meet my cousin? How did you get engaged secretly?”

“We’re not engaged. Weren’t you there when I met my husband?” Little Jiajia tilted her head and looked at him as if she was looking at an idiot.

“When did I…” Shangguan Han was stunned. He thought of something and looked at her in shock. “You mean the time at the entrance of Yuelai Restaurant?”

Little Jiajia nodded. “You’re not too stupid.”

“No, then you…” She just rushed up and shouted?

Shangguan Han didn’t know what to say.

At the same time, Madam Li and Old Master Song were also stunned.

Madam Li said, “You said you don’t even know her name?”

Song Jingchen nodded. “I thought Mother arranged a betrothal for me behind my back.”

Madam Li was speechless.

Old Master Song was speechless.

Song Jingchen also sensed that something was wrong. He pursed his lips and asked, “Mother doesn’t know her?”

Madam Li held her forehead.

At noon, Uncle Yang rushed in to report that Brother Chen had fainted and was carried back.

When she and her father-in-law arrived, they saw a young lady running towards the residence with Brother Chen in her arms, followed by Han’er and the others.

After the doctor checked and said that it was fine, she learned what had happened from Han’er and the others.

With Little Jiajia calling him her husband and saying things like “I finally found you”, in the end, everyone agreed that Brother Chen had found himself a wife.

Although Madam Li found it unbelievable, she thought about how her son had an idea at such a young age. In addition, Little Jiajia was smart and sweet-talking, so she accepted it.

On the other hand, Old Master Song was impressed by Little Jiajia’s strength and even praised his grandson for having good taste.

As for Bulwark Duke Song… He was not at home and did not know what had happened.

Song Jingchen thought to himself, “He was carried back by the little girl? From where? Yuelai Restaurant?”

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