Having transmigrated into a book, who would still want to be a secondary wife?

Chapter 827 I'm sincere!

"Bang bang bang!"

Several punches later, Liao Wenjie was forced to his knees and beg for mercy.

"Song Zhiyu, I won't do it again, I won't do it again, please let me go!"

Liao Wenjie's tears streamed down his face, and blood gushed from his nose. He was filled with extreme regret. He never expected Song Zhiyu to be so ruthless, practically beating him to death!

"Kneeling to me won't help. Apologize to whoever you wronged!" Song Zhiyu said angrily.

Liao Wenjie then looked at Chu Qingli behind him and pleaded, "Miss Chu, I was just talking nonsense before. Please don't hold it against me and forgive me this time!"

Seeing Liao Wenjie, who had been extremely arrogant in front of her before, now kneeling on the ground like a lapdog and apologizing repeatedly, Chu Qingli felt a sense of satisfaction.

“Apologizing is what he should do. If you don’t want to forgive him, you don’t have to. This kind of guy doesn’t deserve your forgiveness,” Song Zhiyu said.

Chu Qingli was slightly taken aback; this was the first time she had ever felt such respect.

She and Song Zhiyu had only met a few times, and apart from talking more at the lantern festival, they didn't have a chance to talk much afterward.

He never expected that he would save her twice, let alone seek justice for her like this today.

"I will not forgive him, and I never want to see him again," Chu Qingli said.

Song Zhiyu kicked Liao Wenjie, "Did you hear that? If you dare to harass Miss Qingli again, you won't be so lucky as you are today!"

"Yes, yes, I'll take a detour when I see him from now on, I promise I won't bother him!"

Liao Wenjie had already been beaten senseless. The kick made him feel like he had been granted a pardon, and he ran away quickly. When the guards behind him saw their young master running away, they all followed.

The surroundings became much quieter, and Song Zhiyu then looked at Chu Qingli and her sister, "Are you alright?"

"Thank you for your help, Young Master Song. We are fine; we are just sorry to have troubled you."

Chu Qingli bowed, her eyes filled with gratitude. "Liao Wenjie is a shameless scoundrel. He's petty and holds grudges. Today, he's probably completely resentful of you."

"What's the big deal? Since I dared to take action, I'm not afraid of his retaliation."

Song Zhiyu waved his hand, his smile was hearty, revealing his neat, white teeth, and he looked as cheerful and warm as the sun.

“If something like this happens again, and you don’t want to tell your family, just send someone to inform me.”

"A piece of trash like him only knows how to bully others. If he doesn't submit once, beat him up a few more times, and he won't dare to cause trouble again."

Having practiced martial arts for many years, he had seen plenty of weaklings like this, and dealing with them was a piece of cake.

Chu Yingmeng looked at Song Zhiyu with a smile, her gaze so direct that it made Song Zhiyu feel somewhat uncomfortable.

"Young Master Song, is what you just said true?"

"What did you say?" Song Zhiyu asked.

Chu Yingmeng blinked. "You just said that whoever marries my sister is incredibly lucky. If it were you who had to marry my sister, would you be willing?"

"Yingmeng, don't talk nonsense." Chu Qingli quickly interrupted her. This younger sister is really crazy, she dares to say anything!

Chu Yingmeng didn't care at all. "I heard Young Master Song say those words clearly just now. What's wrong with asking him now?"

"Young Master Song, my sister is actually a very good person. She's skilled in all the arts, including music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, and she's beautiful too. It's just that she's been branded as a jinx because of what happened before. But I believe you're different from other men; you wouldn't care about that, right?"

Song Zhiyu's ears turned red without his realizing it. He had blurted out his thoughts in a moment of carelessness, but he didn't care at the time.

Now that Chu Yingmeng had asked him this, even he, with his thick skin, felt a little embarrassed.

“Young Master Song, you don’t need to pay attention to my sister. She’s always been bold and dares to say anything.”

Chu Qingli, worried that Song Zhiyu would be in a difficult position, quickly spoke up to help him out.

Song Zhiyu was also observing Chu Qingli's reaction. He really wanted to answer, but he was afraid that it would frighten her.

"I thought Young Master Song was a man of principle, but it turns out he was just all talk. Were all those words just to please my sister?"

Chu Yingmeng pouted, her face showing obvious disappointment.

"Yingmeng!" Chu Qingli couldn't contain her annoyance, her voice already tinged with anger.

However, Song Zhiyu also spoke at the same time.

"of course not!"

Upon hearing this, both Chu Qingli and Chu Yingmeng couldn't help but look at Song Zhiyu.

“I’m telling the truth, I’m not lying.”

Chu Qingli subconsciously clenched the handkerchief in her hand, her heart pounding faster. Noticing Song Zhiyu's gaze, she lowered her head, not daring to meet his eyes.

What exactly does that mean?

Her mind wandered to that idea, and she felt her heart had never raced so fast in her life.

Chu Yingmeng was overjoyed to see that Song Zhiyu had agreed immediately. She knew she hadn't misjudged him; it was obvious that Young Master Song liked her older sister!

"So, you really like my sister and intend to marry her?"

Song Zhiyu thought about what his younger sister had said before, and decided that it would be better to be open and honest than to be timid and secretive.

However, he didn't expect to encounter this situation, and he blurted it out in the heat of the moment.

"Yes, I like her, and I want to marry her."

As Song Zhiyu spoke, he couldn't help but glance at Chu Qingli.

Upon hearing these words, Chu Qingli felt a momentary blankness in her mind, her two index fingers intertwined, and her cheeks flushed crimson.

"you you……"

Song Zhiyu couldn't understand the meaning behind Chu Qingli's expression. Seeing that she was both embarrassed and annoyed, he quickly explained:

“My intentions are genuine, and there is not a single lie in them. I am not a reckless person, and I hope I have not frightened you.”

I know I'm rough and careless, and I shouldn't have been so presumptuous. Please don't be angry, okay?

The man, seemingly a bit naive, spoke with urgency, yet his tone also carried a gentleness that made one's heart flutter with joy.

"I'm not angry."

Chu Qingli shook her head. "I just didn't expect you to say these things so suddenly. It's a bit of a surprise."

"Sorry, I was just in a hurry. I'm glad I didn't scare you." Song Zhiyu smiled.

Chu Yingmeng laughed and said, "Young Master Song, you heard what Liao Wenjie said just now. My sister has a reputation for bringing bad luck to her husbands. Aren't you afraid?"

“I’m not afraid.” Song Zhiyu shook his head without hesitation. “This is all baseless. Your sister is such a good person, how could she possibly be a jinx to her husband?”

Liao Wenjie knew he wasn't good enough for her, so he deliberately belittled her. There are many despicable people like him in this world; it's just that your sister has been wronged.

His voice was slightly hoarse, with a rough quality, yet it clearly conveyed his heartache.

He truly felt sorry for Chu Qingli and for all the hardships she had endured.