Sweet Time Only for You: The Entanglement between Mr. Lu and Miss Song

Chapter 553: Her Uneasy Heart

She regretted her impulsiveness.She shouldn’t have believed Song Anqi and Yan Kejun, they must have conspired to deceive her.

Lu Jihan had done so much for her, how could he possibly hide anything from her? And that nonsense about the Blood Curse Poison, how could she believe it?

To suspect Lu Jihan now was so shameful.

No, no, stop thinking about it...

Song Yinyin took a deep breath, nodded, "Mm, I know."

Lu Jihan, being meticulous, noticed the dried coffee stains on Song Yinyin’s clothes, clearly not just spilled. Yet she hadn’t changed, and her face was full of unease, as if she had something on her mind.

"Do you have something on your mind?" he asked directly.

"No." She shook her head.

"Really?"

"Mm."

She nodded, afraid that her encounter with Yan Kejun would be discovered, feeling a bit guilty and uneasy.

She forced a smile, though it looked a bit awkward.

Watching Lu Jihan drive away, Song Yinyin finally let out a sigh of relief, then looked down at her son, Song Dabai.

"Dabai, what did you say to Luolu today? Did she leave a contact address?"

"Mm, she did. We even agreed to meet up once a year, either I go to M Country to see her, or she comes back to Imperial City to see me."

Despite feeling down, Song Dabai couldn’t stop talking when it came to anything related to Luolu.

In the evening, she bathed Song Dabai and coaxed him to go to bed early.

Then she took a hot shower herself and went back to her room to rest.

She had been lacking sleep lately and thought she’d fall asleep quickly, but for some reason, she tossed and turned, unable to sleep, with thoughts of worry filling her mind.

Lu Jihan still hadn’t returned, she didn’t know what he was doing with Ji Tingfeng, and he hadn’t come back to the mansion.

Song Yinyin became more restless and her mood worsened.

It wasn’t until almost midnight that she finally felt drowsy, about to drift into a dream when she suddenly heard the sound of a car engine.

Next, it sounded like the garage door opening, the car being parked inside.

Song Yinyin sat up from the bed with a start.

It’s Lu Jihan!

She rolled out of bed, went to the floor-to-ceiling window, and looked down at the garage, catching sight of Lu Jihan.

He seemed to have had some alcohol, stumbling as he walked, holding his suit jacket in one hand over his shoulder, and tugging at his tie with the other.

He rarely drank, yet he had a strong tolerance, seldom getting drunk.

But looking at his current state, who knows how much he drank to end up like this.

Song Yinyin instinctively frowned, put on a coat, and went downstairs.

The foyer light was on, Lu Jihan was changing his shoes, half leaning against the stone wall, his eyes closed.

Even before getting close, she could smell the heavy scent of alcohol in the air.

Song Yinyin waved her hand to disperse it and went over to support him: "Why did you drink so much?"

Before she finished speaking, he suddenly pushed her away forcefully. Caught off guard, she lost her balance and almost fell.

Luckily, she caught herself against the wall, stabilizing her stance.

But Lu Jihan fell headfirst onto the carpet in front of him with a thud.

Song Yinyin wanted to curse ’serves you right’, who told him to drink so much?

But seeing him like this, she couldn’t bear it.

Kneeling beside him, she gently nudged his body: "Lu Jihan, wake up? Wake up!"