Chapter 593: A Misunderstanding
Ren Yingying burst into laughter out of sheer anger.
“Fine, I’d like to hear what ‘legitimate purpose’ you have!” She suddenly realized she had fallen entirely into Song Qingshu’s arms. Her face flushed as she discreetly shifted away to lean against the wall.
Song Qingshu made no move to stop her. Instead, he put on a serious expression and said, “Aren’t we supposed to act like a loving couple in front of others? There will inevitably be moments of intimacy. If I accidentally touch your hand and you react as though you’ve been scalded, anyone watching would grow suspicious.”
“Even so… even so, sharing a bed is going too far!” Ren Yingying thought what he said made some sense but still felt something was off. However, she couldn’t pinpoint what it was.
“The reason we should sleep in the same bed is to build our rapport as husband and wife. Think about it—if we can get used to sleeping together, then physical contact in front of others will seem natural, and no one will notice anything unusual.” Seeing the anger on Ren Yingying’s face, Song Qingshu quickly added, “Don’t worry. We’re just sharing a bed. I swear on my honor, I won’t do anything to you.”
“Your honor?” Ren Yingying snorted. “Do you even have any honor?”
“Then what guarantee do you want?” Song Qingshu asked hesitantly.
“Swear on the name of the Song family ancestors,” Ren Yingying said through gritted teeth. In ancient China, swearing by one’s ancestors was considered the most solemn of oaths.
“Fine!” Song Qingshu immediately swore a harsh oath in the name of his ancestors, though he thought to himself, ‘It’s not like I’m truly the original Song Qingshu anyway…’