After Transmigrating into a Book, I Had a Flash Marriage with the Beautiful Crazy Villain - Chapter 31.2

There was no denying how real this world felt, yet she couldn’t shake the sense of unreality, as if viewing flowers through a fog.

So, she always left herself some room just in case. If she left, and the plot didn’t correct itself, at least she could spare the people she cared about from their original fates in the book.

With a troubled sigh, Chu Ling knew she could never explain this to Song Qingyi nor did she know how. Her worries would probably just seem absurd to her.

And that was precisely why she was so tormented.

For now, there was only one solution, delay!

For now, it was best to stall for time. She couldn’t just disregard everything, wreak havoc on the world, and then simply walk away unscathed.

The mere thought made Chu Ling’s conscience twinge with guilt.

But Song Qingyi seemed angry. Chu Ling knew the reason for her anger and couldn’t help but sigh inwardly, she really was such a good person.

If it were any other villain, they would’ve surely brought up the contract and the breach of agreement by now, possibly even demanding compensation.

Only Song Qingyi would just be quietly angry without doing anything worse.

As Chu Ling mused, she began clearing the mess on the dining table.

Just as she was about to start, Song Qingyi suddenly reappeared, silently helping her clean up without a word.

Chu Ling froze, unsure of what to say, so she stayed silent.

The two of them tidied up together in complete silence.

Chu Ling hadn’t expected her to come out at all, especially since she was still upset.

What kind of angel was Song Qingyi?!

With that thought, Chu Ling’s tense heart eased slightly. At the very least, Song Qingyi wasn’t so angry that she refused to interact with her entirely.

Even if they weren’t speaking, she wasn’t being treated as invisible, right? That was already pretty good. Maybe by tomorrow, Song Qingyi’s anger would have subsided.

Chu Ling naively clung to that hope.

But this time, she was being far too optimistic. The next day, on their way home together, Chu Ling noticed Song Qingyi showed no intention of speaking to her, clearly still upset.

Oh no.

A headache instantly set in.

They were almost home, and Song Qingyi was still angry, there was no way their mothers wouldn’t notice!

The mere thought of being questioned by them made Chu Ling’s scalp prickle.

The worst part was, she couldn’t even ask Song Qingyi not to be angry she had no right to.

For the first time, Chu Ling felt truly stuck.

This strange tension lingered all the way until they stepped through the front door, yet on the surface, Song Qingyi gave no sign of it. The moment the door opened, she wore a faint, gentle smile.

“You’re back? Oh, Xiao Song, you didn’t have to bring so much! Just coming would’ve been enough come in, come in.”

Chu Ling shot Chu Tong a weird look.

What the hell? She’d never seen her mother wear such a warm expression before.

Huh? Was Song Qingyi actually her mother’s biological child or something?

The absurd thought flashed through Chu Ling’s mind as she stared, utterly speechless at the scene before her.

The way these two treated Song Qingyi was even better than how they treated their own daughter. The moment Chu Ling’s backside touched the couch, ready to rest, her mother called her up again.

“What?”

Chu Tong gave her a reproachful look. “Where are your manners? Go make tea for Xiao Song.”

Chu Ling pointed at herself in disbelief. “Me?”

Chu Tong raised an eyebrow. “Who else would it be?”

Beside them, Qiao Wan smiled gently and added, “Use the tea leaves from the top drawer, they’re better. A client gifted them to us, said they were premium. Today’s a special occasion, perfect for tasting them.”

Chu Ling: “…”

What is going on? This was beyond bizarre.

Originally, Chu Ling had assumed that bringing Song Qingyi home this time might lead to an awkward atmosphere, possibly requiring her to mediate, given Song Qingyi’s sensitive status.

But now?

Forget Chu Tong’s attitude, why was Qiao Wan also so naturally ordering her to make tea for Song Qingyi?

This isn’t right, it’s really not right!

But Chu Ling didn’t know how to describe it because she wasn’t sure if things had always been this way when guests visited before. So, she could only stand up in confusion and head toward the tea station.

After pulling out the tea leaves and waiting for the water to boil, Chu Ling pondered again something still felt off.

She stole a glance at the living room and found the three of them chatting away, the atmosphere so harmonious it seemed she couldn’t possibly insert herself into it.

No, no, no, this was seriously not right!

Were their moms being a little too nice to Song Qingyi?

Did they already know Song Qingyi was her blind date?

Narrowing her eyes, Chu Ling observed discreetly, and the more she looked, the more it seemed like they were treating Song Qingyi like another daughter.

If Song Qingyi were her girlfriend, then this attitude would make sense, wouldn’t she just be another daughter then?

Chu Ling sucked in a sharp breath, stunned for a long moment before her expression gradually turned serious.

She had initially thought their moms had never met Song Qingyi before, but now, it seemed like they had known each other for ages.

No, she had to find a chance to ask Song Qingyi about this!

And then she suddenly remembered another detail Qiao Wan’s mom definitely knew Song Qingyi’s name!

After all, when they sent her on the blind date, it was Qiao Wan’s mom who had first told her Song Qingyi’s name. There was no way she wouldn’t know!

The more Chu Ling thought about it, the more flustered she became. Even making tea distracted her, and it wasn’t until she heard Chu Tong’s puzzled urging that she snapped back to reality, pouring the already-boiled water into the teapot before carrying it out.

The brewed tea was poured into four cups, and Chu Ling placed one in front of Song Qingyi, who gave her a faint glance and politely said, “Thank you.”

Chu Ling’s hand trembled, nearly spilling the tea.

Chu Tong noticed something was off and asked in surprise, “Qingyi, has Lingling upset you somehow?”

Chu Ling shot her a horrified look.

Both the affectionate way her mom had called Song Qingyi’s name and her sharp perception left Chu Ling utterly shocked!

Her heart pounded wildly a few times before she forced herself to calm down, reminding herself that even if the two of them knew, it wasn’t a big deal. Then she quickly looked at Song Qingyi, afraid she might say something hard to explain.

Song Qingyi swept a faint glance at Chu Ling, taking in her nervous expression, before lowering her eyes and murmuring softly, “No, we’re fine.”

Chu Tong immediately turned to Chu Ling, her gaze sharp as if she had seen right through everything.

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