I insist

Chapter 113: Junior

"What, does that mean you can bully just anyone?"

"No, of course not, I just meant..."

Song Miqiu didn't give Zhang Jingsong a chance to speak at all, and let out another cold snort before looking at Ming Taicheng's position next to him.

Seeing that he didn't seem too dissatisfied, she smiled slightly and walked straight forward with a soft chuckle.

"You'd better keep your eyes open in the future, otherwise if you mess with someone you shouldn't mess with, even your father won't be able to help you."

"Yes, I know I was wrong. Please don't be angry with the younger generation anymore."

Junior? This guy really has a big face.

However, since he dares to go for it, he shouldn't blame others for stepping on him first.

Song Miqiu smiled slightly, then nodded, and looked away at the seat next to her.

"Since this junior has said so, then there's nothing I can do. However, you've been really rude to me with all that 'you' addressing me. Perhaps you could change how you address me?"

“What’s the problem? His father is my junior brother, and you can be considered his senior aunt.”

Hearing Ming Taicheng say this, Zhang Jingming clearly wanted to say something more, but in the end, because of his father's silent warning, he lowered his head and acknowledged the person.

"Since we're all family, I can't hold anything against you, so I'll reluctantly forgive you this once."

"Thank you, Auntie. I hope you will take good care of me in the future."

Upon hearing this, Song Miqiu narrowed her eyes but did not respond. Instead, she turned to look at Wu Hanxue, who looked exhausted, beside her.

Thinking about the previous match, he assumed it was just fatigue, greeted the others, and then led them back to rest.

Having skipped dinner, Song Miqiu lay down for only a short time before being forced to open her eyes due to hunger pangs in her stomach.

After looking around to make sure there was no one moving, he tiptoed out.

The dark road was difficult to walk on, so Song Miqiu could only keep close to the wall as she moved forward.

Just as I was about to reach the turn, my hand touched another hand, and I immediately smelled a familiar scent.

It's poisonous incense!

Song Miqiu thought he had encountered something terrible, so without thinking, he held his breath and suddenly retreated.

Feeling a streetlight to my side, I turned it on without thinking.

"Who?"

"Old Song? Why are you out at this hour? Are you hungry?"

Upon hearing the familiar voice, Song Miqiu narrowed her eyes and frowned slightly when she saw that only Wu Hanxue was standing there.

"What's a young woman doing out so late at night? Is she hungry?"

Seemingly embarrassed, she lowered her head shyly for a long while before nodding, and then took out the lunchbox that Song Miqiu had sent her.

"When I got back, my sister was already asleep, so I wanted to rest too, but I was kicked out by her not long after I fell asleep."

"I think she was probably hungry, so she wanted to take those things back with her."

Song Miqiu didn't ask any more questions. She waited until she could no longer smell the aroma before walking over and quickly leading the person into the unlocked kitchen.

Because there wasn't much food, she didn't make anything complicated. She simply steamed a few sweet buns and pulled the person next to her to sit down.

"I noticed your eyes changed when you heard that Imperial Physician Ming was my brother. Were you worried about unfairness in tomorrow's competition?"

"How could that be? If he would show favoritism over something as trivial as this, we wouldn't bother participating in the competition."

However, her brows were still furrowed as she spoke, which made Song Miqiu sigh slightly.

Just as I was about to continue asking around, I heard a sound coming from Wu Hanxue beside me.

Suddenly, she stood up, turned slowly in the moonlit courtyard, and stared intently at Song Miqiu with her clear eyes.

"Sister believes that Father's medical skills are no worse than those of Physician Ming, and she has always wanted to prove it."

"You only just arrived for the competition?"

Wu Hanxue nodded, but then shook her head in even more helplessness.

After a long while, he slowly raised his head, looking at Song Miqiu with excitement, as if seeking affirmation.

“But I don’t want to do that, but that doesn’t mean I think my father is inferior to him, it’s just that…”

"It's not that you don't like everyone watching you, and you want a more relaxed life, right?"

Wu Hanxue was surprised that Song Miqiu understood her so well. She opened her mouth wide for a while before nodding with difficulty. She raised her hand to tidy her messy hair and revealed a childlike smile.

Do you think I lack ambition?

She didn't speak, but looked into those clear and bright eyes and shook her head.

To Wu Hanxue's even greater astonishment, he lifted the lid of the steamer and took out two buns, one for each of them.

"If your father knew what you were thinking, he would definitely encourage you to do what you want to do and be a happy little girl."

"I'm not young anymore."

This is the common saying: even if someone appears mature on the outside, they are still just a child on the inside.

Song Miqiu, of course, did not say these words aloud. Instead, she tore open the bun that had burned the other person's hand and placed it on the plate with the opening facing upwards.

Have you tried talking to your sister about these things?

"Oh... I wouldn't dare. If I said that, my sister would definitely be angry. That look is too scary."

Although she didn't know how the two sisters were arguing, Song Miqiu didn't want to see that scene, so she nodded and looked outside again.

Once the buns were no longer too hot to handle, Wu Hanxue immediately stuffed them into her mouth in a few bites.

“My father said something similar to me, but seeing that I dared not disobey my sister, he said that things would work themselves out and that when I really didn’t want to continue, he would not hold back no matter what.”

“You’re right. Besides, your sister has never been insincere towards you, so it would never have come to that.”

Wu Hanxue nodded in agreement, then, despite the heat, picked up a steamed bun and quickly ran back.

The enormous space made Song Miqiu feel a little uncomfortable, so she quickly extinguished the flames and left with the last bun.

the next day.

She had just woken up and was about to wash up when she heard her sisters arguing outside. She couldn't help but look over.

What's wrong with you all?

"I……"

"Whatever your opinion, don't disturb our sisterly chat here."

Now that things had come to this point, Song Miqiu couldn't just interfere in family matters. She took a step back, only to find that Wu Hanxue's eyes were suddenly filled with tears.

"Sister, I really don't want to do this. Maybe we should just forget about it?"

"No, this is the only way to prove Father's point. You must do it tomorrow!"

Wu Hanshuang wanted to take an even tougher stance, but she was worried that her sister would be pushed to the limit, so she could only use the authority she had established in the family to force her.

Seeing that he was about to agree, Song Miqiu reached out and pulled him behind her.

"What are you doing? Give me back my sister right now!"

Why do things she doesn't want to do?

Wu Hanxue kept nodding behind her, but whenever the two looked at her, they fell silent, which left them both feeling helpless but there was nothing they could do.