I insist

Chapter 180: An Awkward Scene

Song Miqiu had a good dream all night.

She nuzzled against the pillow, slowly opened her eyes, and exhaled a breath of stale air.

Looking around, Song Miqiu was a little confused. She remembered that she was drinking in a restaurant, so how did she end up at home?

She frowned, trying to get up, but found that she couldn't move her hands and feet.

Song Miqiu looked down and her eyes widened in shock. She moved her hands, and the clear marks on her arms told her that she had been tied up!

"Who tied him up..." Song Miqiu muttered to herself.

She was fine while she was asleep, but now that she was awake, she felt uncomfortable all over. She glanced to the side and saw Yu Huailin lying next to her with his brows slightly furrowed.

Song Miqiu felt a splitting headache. Her brows furrowed even deeper. She gritted her teeth and nudged Yu Huailin's arm with her elbow.

The other person opened their eyes groggily, with faint dark circles under their eyes.

Yu Huailin looked around in confusion before finally fixing his gaze on Song Miqiu. He sighed, closed his eyes, turned his head away, and settled into a comfortable position. "What's wrong?"

Why was I tied up?

Yu Huailin didn't sleep all night. It was almost dawn when he finally managed to tie Song Miqiu up before he could fall asleep.

He was so tired that he didn't want to move. Yu Huailin closed his eyes, puffed out his cheeks, and exhaled a breath of stale air. Perhaps because he had just gotten up, his voice was a little hoarse.

“You were drowning your sorrows in alcohol at a restaurant yesterday and almost got swindled out of all your money by some thugs. You even made a scene and dragged me into a fuss. I finally managed to get you to bed, and you even threw up all over the place.”

"After we finally got you settled, Tian Yumei and Qiu Tianlei brought in hot water, and you kept molesting me in front of them. Even when I refused to let you molest me, you kept making a scene."

"Not only that, you kept lying on top of me, with your head on my neck." As he spoke, Yu Huailin pointed to his neck and the inside of his shoulder.

The more he talked, the more Song Miqiu could picture that scene. A faint blush rose to her face, and she looked embarrassed.

In her opinion, the most embarrassing thing is not what you do when you're drunk, but that when you're sober and the other person helps you recall what you did.

Song Miqiu took a deep breath and stopped asking about yesterday's events.

She moved her arms, blushing, and asked, "Could you help me untie myself first? I need to get up."

Yu Huailin responded wearily. He opened his eyes with difficulty, accurately located the knot of the rope, and untied it with his eyes closed. He then pulled it casually outwards, and all the ropes binding Song Miqiu fell off.

She moved her hands, blushed, and glanced at Yu Huailin.

"Yu Huailin?" Song Miqiu called out softly, but there was no response.

Thinking of what Yu Huailin had just said, Song Miqiu knew that he was just too tired.

She silently shut her mouth, got out of bed, quietly changed her clothes, pushed open the door, and strode out.

Song Miqiu silently took her toiletries and left the place. She changed to another place to wash up so as not to disturb Yu Huailin's sleep.

After finishing all this, Song Miqiu walked into the hall. Just as she was about to see what breakfast Tian Yumei had made, she saw a bowl of soup placed in front of her.

Song Miqiu looked up at Tian Yumei in confusion, and asked in bewilderment, "Why are you making me this soup so early in the morning?"

Qiu Xiaoshuang suddenly appeared at this moment. She rubbed her eyes and walked into the hall. When she saw Song Miqiu, her eyes lit up instantly. Holding her doll in one hand, she hurriedly ran towards Song Miqiu.

She threw herself into Song Miqiu's arms, rubbed her face against his chest, and said softly, "Grandma, I finally got to see you this morning!"

Song Miqiu pressed her head, then bent down with a laugh and hugged Qiu Xiaoshuang in her arms. She lowered her head and kissed Qiu Xiaoshuang's exquisitely beautiful face.

The child's soft and fragrant face made Song Miqiu love it dearly.

Ever since Song Miqiu switched bodies, Qiu Xiaoshuang has enjoyed playing with Song Miqiu.

She always felt that her grandmother had become an angel grandmother, which she found very precious.

Qiu Xiaoshuang let out a silvery laugh in Song Miqiu's arms. She handed her doll to Song Miqiu and said in a childish voice, "Grandma, you can play with my doll!"

"Grandma won't take your toys from you." Song Miqiu smiled and pinched Qiu Xiaoshuang's nose, coaxing her softly.

Suddenly, she calculated the time, muttered "Oh no!" and slapped her thigh, "I'm doomed, I'm going to be late for the Imperial Hospital!"

Just as Song Miqiu was about to get up, Tian Yumei stopped him.

She looked up at Tian Yumei not far away and asked in surprise, "I called you just now, but you didn't answer. Where did you go?"

"Isn't this to make something Xiaoshuang wants to eat?" Tian Yumei smiled sweetly. She noticed the untouched hangover soup on the table and asked, puzzled, "Mother, aren't you going to drink this soup?"

“You definitely need to drink the soup if you have a headache, otherwise you’ll still have a headache today because of the alcohol!” Tian Yumei earnestly advised.

Her words reminded Song Miqiu of everything Yu Huailin had said that morning, and she gave an awkward smile.

Under Tian Yumei's expectant gaze, Song Miqiu quickly released Qiu Xiaoshuang from her grasp, put the child on the ground, and let Qiu Xiaoshuang play by herself.

She picked up the hangover soup that Tian Yumei had personally cooked, and before it had cooled down, she immediately tilted her head back and drank it all in one gulp.

"Hehe..." Song Miqiu laughed awkwardly and put the hangover soup she had finished drinking back on the table.

However, the soup that Tian Yumei cooked was indeed very effective, and Song Miqiu soon felt that her headache was relieved a lot.

"I'll just take a steamed bun, otherwise I'll be late."

Song Miqiu was about to get up when Tian Yumei pressed her down, saying, "No need. Tianlei got up early to ask for leave for you. You can just stay at home."

"You took leave?!" Song Miqiu exclaimed in surprise.

Suddenly, the sound of the door opening came from behind. Tian Yumei turned around, glanced at the door, and said with a smile, "Look, speak of the devil and he appears."

As Qiu Tianlei entered, he exclaimed, "It's so easy to get leave from the Imperial Hospital, Mother's place. I just told the head of the hospital that my mother wasn't feeling well and was going home to rest, and he granted her leave without saying a word!"

Upon hearing this, Song Miqiu was taken aback and fell silent.

She and Ming Taicheng had some connection, and in some ways they were even on the same page. If she was feeling unwell, Ming Taicheng would naturally not let her work so hard and would definitely let her go home to rest.

Qiu Tianlei watched Song Miqiu sitting on the stool in a daze, and then, as if remembering something, suddenly asked, "Mother, did you sleep well last night?"