Invincible Immortal Cultivator in the City
Chapter 219 - 218 Embarrassment

Chapter 219: Chapter 218 Embarrassment

Song Yuqing suddenly stood up.

All eyes were drawn to her.

The entire Song family looked at her in surprise.

What on earth does this girl want to do?

Lin Hao also looked at her curiously.

Could she be thinking of challenging him?

Glancing at Song Ruhai, then at everyone present, and finally at Lin Hao, Song Yuqing turned her gaze back to Song Qinghong, her face flushing red as she mustered her courage:

"Great Ancestor, I wish to marry Young Master Lin!!!"

"What?" Song Qinghong was stunned, "Yuqing, could you say that again?"

"I wish to marry Young Master Lin." Song Yuqing’s tone was determined, very sure.

"Yuqing, what are you saying? Wuji and your grandfather just passed away, you..." Song Ruhai frowned, it was inauspicious to marry at such a time, right after Song Wuji’s death.

"Father, I want to marry Young Master Lin, and no one else!" Song Yuqing spoke with gravity, she had made a solemn vow three years ago.

In this life, she would only marry a strong man.

The strong man before was Song Wuji!

Even if it meant marrying her own brother, she would do it.

Now that Song Wuji had died.

She had been in despair, but then appeared someone even stronger than Song Wuji; she worshipped strength, admired the powerful.

Thus, even with her brother’s death, she made her decision carelessly.

Her worship of strength was almost fanatical, to the extent of losing all shame.

Her sudden request left Lin Hao astonished.

In both his past and present life, he had seldom seen such a shameless woman.

Song Yuqing’s request had completely reshaped everyone’s fundamental views at the scene.

Putting other things aside.

Lin Hao was the enemy who had killed her brother and grandfather.

Such enmity, if not pursued, could be overlooked as a family strategy, but... to marry oneself off?

What kind of logic was that?

"Yuqing, matrimony is no trivial matter..." Song Qinghong, who had lived for over a century, had seen too much farce, appeared very calm, showing no particular opinion about Song Yuqing’s request.

"Great Ancestor, I have made up my mind." Song Yuqing ignored Song Ruhai pulling at her.

"Fine, in this matter, I can’t decide for you, ask Young Master Lin, if he is willing, I have no objections," Song Qinghong said.

Getting the permission from the great ancestor made Song Yuqing smile joyfully, as she saw him as the most significant hurdle.

After all, her grandfather and brother had just died, it was somewhat taboo to propose marriage at this time.

Whether Lin Hao would agree or not was something she hadn’t considered at all.

As the saying goes, ’For men chasing women, mountains stand in the way; for women chasing men, only a layer of gauze’.

Besides, Song Yuqing, who was not ugly at all, was actually quite beautiful, with a pretty face, a busty chest, long legs, and a nice buttock...

In the Song family, she was definitely among the top.

Whether in the Song family or outside, people pursuing her were not few; she had received over three hundred gifts from different admirers on Valentine’s Day this year.

It was obvious how popular she was.

Lin Hao, an eighteen-year-old young man still appearing somewhat naive, would he reject her, a slightly mature yet slightly naive beauty?

She didn’t believe it.

With a happy smile, she looked at Lin Hao and threw him a flirtatious glance, her voice soft as water: "Young Master Lin, this lady wishes to marry you, are you willing to accept?"

"I’m unwilling." Without even thinking, Lin Hao declined, crisp and clear without a moment’s hesitation, almost the second after she asked, he had already given an answer.

What a joke?

His wives, weren’t they all more beautiful than Song Yuqing?

Song Yuqing could score a nine, but Sun Feifei, Lin Shiran, and even his slave Lan Xiyue were all 9.8 or 9.9 out of 10.

What is Song Yuqing?

Moreover, this woman, whose shamelessness is thicker than a mountain, he doesn’t want even if she’s perfect.

Song Yuqing was shocked, Lin Hao’s response was extremely unexpected to her.

She never thought he would reject her so quickly and so decisively!

He left no room for her at all.

For a moment, she stood there, not knowing what to do.

No.

Absolutely not, she must not let go of a young talent like Lin Hao.

After a brief pause, she hurriedly said: "Young Master Lin, I can forgo being your main wife, even being a concubine is fine!"

Song Ruhai was stunned, his face darkened.

Who is He Song Ruhai, one of the important figures of the Song Family!

His daughter, actually wanting to willingly become someone’s concubine.

His face was utterly disgraced.

He hadn’t expected that his own daughter would behave so shamelessly!

Song Ruhai’s breathing became heavy, if it weren’t for the crowd, he would have slapped her long ago.

"Sorry, I do not take concubines." Lin Hao was completely speechless, this woman still wouldn’t back down.

"I..." Song Yuqing’s chest heaved, she instinctively said, "If not a concubine, I... I am willing to be your servant concubine!"

Servant concubine!

A status even lower than a concubine!

Apart from sharing the bed with the master, equivalent to a slave or servant in the household!

"Slap!"

With her request made, Song Ruhai finally couldn’t restrain himself anymore, stood up, and slapped her: "Song Yuqing, you are shameless, you have disgraced me entirely!"

The sudden slap stunned everyone present, Song Yuqing was especially shocked, she never expected Song Ruhai to hit her.

And to do so in the ancestral hall!

The ancestral hall, where the Song Family has always regarded as a sacred and inviolable place. Every word spoken here must be carefully considered, and voices must not be raised too high.

Song Ruhai, right here, slapped her in front of over three hundred people!

Song Yuqing cried.

She cried out of grievance.

This was the first time Song Ruhai had hit her.

"Why did you hit me?" she cried, "Is it wrong for me to marry Young Master Lin? He is young and promising, with a limitless future, and he is the leader of our Song Family..."

"Whimper..."

She didn’t understand why Song Ruhai hit her.

"You..."

"Enough." Song Ruhai was about to speak when Song Qinghong interrupted him. Although his voice was soft, Song Ruhai immediately shut his mouth.

"Young Master Lin is unwilling, let’s end this matter here, everyone can disperse," waving his hand, Song Qinghong said, "Young Master Lin, please come with me."

Then, the two left the ancestral hall one after another, passing through the middle aisle.

The remaining people, glanced at Song Ruhai and his family in amazement, and then went one by one to congratulate Song Guolong, hoping to get closer to him.

Song Manjiang and his family, neither able to leave nor stay.

Finally, they came forward to congratulate and then took Song Yuqing, leaving with their tails between their legs.

Compared to their somber exit, the area by Song Guolong was bustling, he intended to say a few words but couldn’t find the opportunity to leave.

"Young Master Lin, I apologize for today’s spectacle," inside Song Qinghong’s villa, sitting on an armchair, he smiled amiably at Lin Hao.

Lin Hao sat opposite, in the middle of them was a tea table, a woman skilled in tea art was making tea, her movements elegant and fluid as water flowing down a high mountain, complementing the flowing tea, utterly captivating.

"It’s okay, I’m used to it," Lin Hao took a sip of tea, "Old Song, I want to ask you about something."

"Oh?" Song Qinghong asked, "What is it, I will answer as best as I can."

Lin Hao said: "About the Lan Family."

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