Chapter Twenty-Four: The New Son-in-Law Fulfills His Role Admirably

Dr. Song, Shall We Fall in Love? Ye Wan’an 1220 words 2026-02-09 14:10:34

Bleary-eyed, she shuffled into the living room. Song Chengyi was sitting on the sofa, glasses perched on his nose, quietly reading.
“Good morning,” Luo Yixia said, yawning.
“Didn’t sleep well?” Song Chengyi raised an eyebrow.
Luo Yixia hurriedly shook her head. “I slept great, really.”
She wasn’t foolish. Seeing Song Chengyi like this, if she admitted to sleeping poorly, he’d surely mock her. Staying at someone else’s house, sleeping in late, then complaining—it just wasn’t wise.
“Breakfast is in the microwave. I heard you get up, so I warmed it for you,” Song Chengyi replied without looking up.
“Oh, okay.” Luo Yixia nodded and hurried into the kitchen.
Sure enough, breakfast was waiting in the microwave. Just as the timer went off, she opened it and took her meal out.
Song Chengyi rose as well, bringing her a glass of milk.
Mouth full, Luo Yixia mumbled a thank you.
“Once you finish eating, I’ll take you home,” Song Chengyi said, setting down the milk and returning to the sofa.

“Do we really have to go back?” Luo Yixia asked, unwilling but meek.
“What do you think?” Song Chengyi replied languidly.
Luo Yixia swallowed her food and sighed. It seemed there was no escape.
When she finished eating, Song Chengyi took her by the hand, ready to leave, but Luo Yixia lingered, dragging her feet at every step.
Even when they finally sat in the car, Luo Yixia wore an expression of utter resignation.
She’d expected they would drive straight to her house, but to her surprise, Song Chengyi stopped at a supermarket.
“What’s going on? You didn’t eat enough? Hungry?” Luo Yixia asked, puzzled.
Standing by the fruit stand, Song Chengyi asked, “What does your mother like to eat?”
Luo Yixia pressed her lips together. This new son-in-law really was diligent… Of course, she only dared think this, never say it aloud in front of Song Chengyi.
“My mom likes whatever you buy,” she said, curling her lips.
“Is that so?” Song Chengyi chuckled softly.

He selected several fruits.
Only then did they return to the car.
Luo Yixia felt this was unnecessary, as if Song Chengyi was deliberately trying to please her mother. But… she could never forget how she and Song Chengyi had gotten married.
Though Song Chengyi never mentioned it, Luo Yixia knew he simply wanted to take responsibility… No, wait, he was actually the victim here. After all, she was the one who got drunk and unleashed her wild side, forcing herself on him.
Luo Yixia had no recollection of that night—not eve