After transmigrating into the body of a widow, I became the richest man in the capital.

Chapter 519 I'm totally shipping them!

Su Xiaoxiao nestled shyly into Song Ziyang's arms, just like the male and female leads in an idol drama, and her face immediately turned red.

Song Ziyang looked at Su Xiaoxiao with deep affection, and Su Xiaoxiao quickly struggled to get up from his embrace.

The maids and servants standing nearby wore expressions of "I've been fooled" and gave her auntie smiles, making Su Xiaoxiao even more embarrassed.

Song Ziyang quickly coughed lightly and instructed the servants to go out and prepare the carriage.

"Miss Su, it's getting late, we should set off."

Su Xiaoxiao nodded in agreement. She noticed that ever since the two of them got into the carriage, Song Ziyang had been glancing at her intentionally or unintentionally, and she didn't know what he meant by it.

When Song Ziyang peeked at her for the third time, Su Xiaoxiao finally couldn't help but ask, "Young Master Song, if you have something to say, just say it. Why are you looking at me like that?"

"It's okay, I'm okay..."

Song Ziyang lowered her head shyly, and a question suddenly flashed through Su Xiaoxiao's mind.

“Young Master Song, there’s something I don’t understand. Why did you ask me to play your wife? We’ve only known each other for a few days.”

If it weren't for Song Ziyang helping her and Xiao Huzi with that matter, Su Xiaoxiao wouldn't have agreed so readily. Saying she wanted to take the opportunity to eat something good was obviously a flimsy excuse.

After a few seconds of stunned silence, Song Ziyang hesitated to speak.

Finally, he managed to squeeze out a few words, "Maybe it's because I thought you would definitely say yes?"

Su Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes and said, "So you think I'm soft-hearted and easy to bully, so you'll never refuse me, right?"

"No."

Song Ziyang hurriedly waved his hand, "I only made such a rash request because I thought Miss Su was kind and beautiful. Please forgive me, Su Xiaoxiao."

"It's nothing, how could I be such a petty person? I'm just repaying Young Master Song for his help to me and Hu Zi."

"Hmm, that little favor is nothing to mention."

After that topic was put down, the carriage continued its bumpy journey forward.

Su Xiaoxiao and Song Ziyang both fell silent, and the scene became awkward once again.

"By the way, Miss Su, why didn't you ask me to pick you up? Why did you come all by yourself so early?"

As he spoke, Song Ziyang also looked at Su Xiaoxiao with a sly glint in his eyes.

Wanting to know how Su Xiaoxiao would answer him, Su Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes at him.

"That's just how I am; I'm always ahead of time. It's like catching a train. If you arrive at the station right on time, the train won't wait for you, and you might not even be able to squeeze on."

"What, what train?"

"Ah, nothing."

Su Xiaoxiao got a little carried away and started spouting her whole theory about catching trains.

"But Young Master Song, your mother and the others must know this is all fake, right? Even if you can fool your grandmother, can you fool everyone else at the same time?"

“I have already informed my family. Except for my grandmother, who is too old to know about this.”

"Oh, that's how it is."

"I thought Miss Su was going to say that you were actually eager to come and see me..."

At this moment, Song Ziyang lowered his head and said in a low voice.

"what?"

Su Xiaoxiao didn't understand, but Song Ziyang stopped talking.

Just as the situation was about to become awkward again, the carriage outside stopped, and the steward called out from outside the sedan chair, "Young Master Song, we've arrived. Please get out of the carriage." Su Xiaoxiao stepped out of the sedan chair and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The atmosphere in the room had been a little somber just now. She was about to take a step inside when Song Ziyang grabbed her wrist from behind.

"Miss Su, please wait a moment. I have something to tell you."

"What is it, Young Master Song?"

“Miss Su, since we’re going to play husband and wife, we can’t address each other like that anymore.”

Su Xiaoxiao thought about it and agreed. "Then what should I call you?"

Song Ziyang blushed slightly and said, "You have to call me husband now. Remember that?"

"what?"

Upon hearing this, Su Xiaoxiao felt embarrassed to call him that so readily. After all, she wasn't even very familiar with calling him "Young Master Song" yet, and now she had suddenly switched to calling him "husband."

Even if Su Xiaoxiao were a modern person, she would still find it difficult to talk about.

However, Su Xiaoxiao nodded, "No problem."

"Really? Then call out now?"

Song Ziyang didn't seem to be joking when he said it casually.

Upon hearing this, Su Xiaoxiao...

"Huh? Calling him that now? That's a bit inappropriate, isn't it?"

"Practice it first. What if you can't say it later?"

Although Su Xiaoxiao was reluctant to call out, if she didn't say it smoothly like Song Ziyang did, she might be exposed later.

After struggling internally for a long time, Su Xiaoxiao finally closed her eyes, prepared herself mentally for half a day, and finally managed to squeeze out the word "husband" from her mouth.

His face turned bright red, and he kept his eyes closed, refusing to look at Song Ziyang.

"No, your acting skills are not up to par. You've already put yourself in such a difficult position just because you called for a husband. When you go inside and face the interrogation of such a large family, won't you easily slip up?"

Su Xiaoxiao thought about it and realized that what Song Ziyang said was indeed true.

A huge gatehouse immediately caught Su Xiaoxiao's eye. As soon as she stepped through the gate, the extravagance inside was beyond her imagination.

Houses were everywhere, and they were all uniquely designed buildings, which made Su Xiaoxiao feel refreshed.

It seems that such extravagant generosity has only been seen once before, at Qian Musheng's house.

Su Xiaoxiao couldn't even imagine how much wealth such a luxurious home must have.
An elderly butler with white hair was standing at the door, waiting for Song Ziyang and Su Xiaoxiao.

"Second Young Master, you've arrived! The Old Madam is waiting for you in the hall!"

As he spoke, he bowed very respectfully to Song Ziyang and Su Xiaoxiao.

Then, Song Ziyang did something that Su Xiaoxiao couldn't have imagined. He immediately took Su Xiaoxiao's hand and said naturally, "Let's go, Madam, let's go in and see Grandmother together."

Su Xiaoxiao also acted naturally, with a smile on her face, and followed Song Ziyang into the hall.

On the way, the butler didn't forget to whisper something to Song Ziyang.

"The eldest son is also in the hall, discussing matters with his grandmother."

Su Xiaoxiao noticed that Song Ziyang's brows furrowed slightly, and a hint of displeasure appeared on his face. However, it quickly disappeared, and he maintained his smiling expression as he continued walking with Su Xiaoxiao into the hall.

It seems that today is more than just a birthday party; there might be other exciting things to do as well, Su Xiaoxiao thought.