Chapter 212 It is a blessing of three lifetimes to marry you

Tan Zheng didn't know how to explain to Song Ni. The journey from America to Britain and then back home, finally rushing here. At first, it was his longing for Song Ni, and upon returning home and learning that Song Ni had rushed to Yancheng to visit the elders, he was so moved that his heart ached. "You're here." How could he wait? Song Ni understood Tan Zheng's meaning, wrapped her arms around the man's neck, and nuzzled into his embrace. This time, Tan Zheng felt Song Ni's strength was too great, and the man finally laughed, holding Song Ni's waist with one hand and her hand with the other. "You're going to be the death of me..." Tan Zheng said, habitually squeezing Song Ni's hand. "Hiss—" Tan Zheng had just squeezed the three swollen fingers Song Ni had injured. The man immediately let go. The moment he touched them, he sensed something was wrong. "What's wrong with your hand?" Tan Zheng's voice was tense. He gently put Song Ni down, grabbed her wrist to examine it carefully, but by then it was completely dark, and Tan Zheng could see nothing but that Song Ni's fingers were swollen. "It's nothing, just a minor injury." Tan Zheng frowned. "When have you ever said anything different?" Hearing the unusual tone in Tan Zheng's voice, Song Ni quickly grabbed his hand and coughed lightly. "Uncle and Aunt are still here." Tan Zheng's expression paused, and he finally turned his head to look at the two elders standing at the courtyard entrance. "Let's go inside and deal with the wound first." Even when facing Xi Jin Jiang's parents, Tan Zheng prioritized Song Ni. But the man said this without taking a step forward, only pushing Song Ni to go inside. Song Ni looked up at him, seeing the familiar understanding and self-mockery in his eyes, and her eyes welled up. "You come in with me." Song Ni pulled Tan Zheng's hand, but no matter how she tugged, she couldn't move him. Tan Zheng reached out and stroked her head. "Be good, go in by yourself." But Song Ni didn't want to be good right now; she wasn't a particularly obedient person to begin with. "I don't care, if you don't come in, I won't treat my wound." It was so cold outside, and it was raining, how could she possibly leave Tan Zheng standing alone at the door? Tan Zheng's eyes showed a hint of helplessness. "Nini, be good." "I won't be good, you have to come in with me!" With that, Song Ni tightly hugged Tan Zheng's arm. The elders, who had been watching at the door for a while, finally spoke. Uncle Xi stared at Tan Zheng's car. "Didn't you say you were bringing Xiao Jiang back?" Tan Zheng's eyebrows moved slightly. The fact that Uncle Xi could say this meant he had heard something, and only Song Ni could have brought them the news. He didn't know how his little girl had guessed he would bring Xi Jin Jiang back, but... "He has returned to the country and is currently undergoing examinations at Xingcheng Hospital. In a couple of days, after the results are out, he can come home." Hearing this, Aunt Xi excitedly squeezed Uncle Xi's hand, her eyes welling up with tears, and she kept muttering, "Good, good, he'll be back in a couple of days." As if a bit flustered, Aunt Xi wiped her tears with one hand and tightened her apron with the other. Five years of separation had added too much distance between the closest family members. Uncle Xi's upright back also seemed to suddenly relax. The news Tan Zheng brought was undoubtedly a surprise to the elders. Uncle Xi stared at Song Ni's hand tightly holding Tan Zheng's. His brows furrowed, and his voice rose. "If your hand is injured, go put on some medicine. What are you doing standing outside like an idiot?" Song Ni's eyes moved, she glanced at Aunt Xi, and seeing her joy at Xi Jin Jiang returning in a couple of days, she had a plan. Feigning fright from Uncle Xi, Song Ni's body trembled slightly, and she ducked a little behind Tan Zheng, but still mustered her courage. "I'm not going in. I'll only go in if Tan Zheng goes in." She revealed her spoiled and willful side. It was dark, her face was smudged with dirt, and it looked quite comical. Aunt Xi nudged Uncle Xi and stepped forward to pull Song Ni. "Then let's go in together." Aunt Xi said this while looking at Tan Zheng. Tan Zheng's eyes drooped slightly. Seeing the hidden surprise and a hint of pity in the elder's eyes, his Adam's apple bobbed. He didn't agree but respectfully called out, "Auntie." Aunt Xi's eyes immediately welled up, and her voice trembled. "Ah, good child, it's so cold outside, hurry inside and get warm." She glared at Uncle Xi. "Don't mind that old grump." She then tried to pull them both inside, but Tan Zheng didn't move, and how could one old woman move them? Uncle Xi stood at the threshold, looking at the three of them, and snorted coldly. With his hands behind his back, he walked into the house first. Tan Zheng's eyes flashed, knowing this was tacit consent. He said in a hoarse voice, "Auntie, you go in first. We'll follow in a bit." Aunt Xi stared at Tan Zheng and Song Ni for a while. She had been young once too and knew that the young couple probably had something to say, so she let go of Song Ni's hand. "You two hurry up, it's too cold outside." Tan Zheng nodded. As soon as Aunt Xi went in, Tan Zheng immediately hugged Song Ni's waist, gripped her chin with one hand, and kissed her fiercely. Tan Zheng kissed her with urgency and ferocity, his complex emotions unable to be untangled. For the past five years, every time he came here, he had been shut out. Even though Aunt Xi felt sorry for him and was soft-hearted, her eyes no longer looked at him as they used to, let alone call him a good child. As for Uncle Xi, he had never let him in. Even when helping them change things, he would let others go inside, and he could only stand outside. But today, Song Ni had arrived here before him. He didn't know what Song Ni had done, but Aunt Xi doted on him, and Uncle Xi had also relented. All of this was his little girl's credit. Thinking this, Tan Zheng held her tighter and kissed her deeper. The longing of more than a month, the heartache during the four hours he rushed here, made Tan Zheng invade her city, roam freely, and yet be exceptionally reluctant to leave. He couldn't help but gently bite Song Ni's lips, with restrained force, causing Song Ni to sigh softly without breaking the skin or drawing blood. Song Ni also missed him dearly, hugging the man's waist tightly, and tilting her head to try and keep up with his rhythm. They hadn't seen each other for so long, hadn't embraced for so long, hadn't kissed for so long. They were like stranded fish, only each other could save them. To support each other through thick and thin. Gradually, Song Ni began to have trouble breathing. She gently bit the man's lower lip as a signal to stop. Tan Zheng finally let go of her, but he couldn't stop showering her face with countless small kisses. On her forehead, between her eyebrows, above her brow bone, on her eyelids, on the bridge of her nose, the tip of her nose, her cheeks, her chin, and finally, back to her lips. He gently, and with great solemnity, placed a kiss. "Nini." "Hmm?" Tan Zheng wanted to thank her, but it seemed they didn't need such words between them. He sighed and pulled Song Ni into his embrace completely. "Marrying you is a blessing in this life."