Chapter 22: Your Face is so Red Part 2
Chapter 22: Your Face is so Red Part 2
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
"No, no, no. It’s not." Changqing shook her head vigorously as she had a guilty conscience.
A while after Song Chuyi turned on the air conditioning in the car, he recalled that Changqing’s gaze was focused on a specific part of his body before her face turned red. He proceeded to shift his line of sight down to his lower body and subsequently became speechless.
He hoped he was just overthinking it.
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Inside the Song family mansion, a vibrant and lively sight was visible in the front yard.
Changqing was feeling quite nervous when she stepped out from the car. She followed Song Chuyi by his side closely and walked slavishly to match his pace into the mansion. In the living room, Grandma Song, Song Huaisheng and a gorgeous woman who seemed to be around 28 to 29 years old were sitting inside. The woman sat closely to Song Huaisheng, and her slightly bulging belly revealed she was a few months into her pregnancy.
Before the visit, Changqing was specifically informed by Yan Lei that Song Huaisheng had married a woman in her twenties as his wife two years ago. But after witnessing this firsthand, Changqing’s heart felt immensely complicated as she thought this was a classic example of Song Huaisheng robbing the cradle. Although Song Huaisheng maintained his looks fairly well, he still appeared old and looked to be around 50 years old.
"Changqing, quickly come over here." Song Huaisheng smiled and waved at her. When she came closer to Song Huaisheng, a big, thick red envelope was stuffed into her hands.
Recognizing that there was too much money inside the red envelope from its thickness, Changqing looked towards Song Chuyi helplessly, not knowing what to do.
"It’s goodwill from Dad. Accept it," Song Chuyi said.
"Thank you, Dad." Changqing’s small, pretty face was immediately brimming with smiles.
Following that, Song Huaisheng’s wife gave her a big red envelope as well.
"Address her as Auntie," Song Chuyi reminded her.
Changqing found it difficult to do so. Song Huaisheng’s wife was only a few years older than her, yet she had to address her as Auntie. In the end however, she complied.
Subsequently, after Changqing thanked Song Huaisheng’s wife, Grandma Song approached and handed her an exquisite-looking gift box. Changqing opened the box and took a look inside. Inside the box was a complete set of diamond jewelry consisting of a necklace, ring and bracelet. From the looks of the diamonds’ brightness and their carats, the value of the jewelry was worth at least ten million dollars.
"This is too valuable." Changqing was shocked.
"It’s your dowry." Grandma Song smiled amiably and said: "It’s also part of our Song family custom."
Changqing observed that no one had any objections with regards to her receiving the gift, so she had no choice but to accept the jewelry as it’d be rude to reject Grandma Song. However, when Changqing greeted Song Chulang next, she was met with a disdainful stare from his dull eyes while he remained motionless.
"Chulang, you must’ve prepared a fairly thick red envelope for your sister-in-law, right?" Song Huaisheng looked at his eldest son with threatening eyes.
"Dad, I forgot about it. I’m sure Miss Yan won’t take it to heart, right?" Song Chulang said in a tone that was somewhat similar to a ruffian.
"Of course it doesn’t matter." Changqing felt slightly puzzled. It seemed that the elder brother had feelings of enmity against her.
"It’s getting late. Let’s go to the dining room to have our dinner." Right at this time, Song Chuyi took a step forward and put his hand around Changqing’s shoulders.
It was the first time that the two of them were touching in such an intimate way. Changqing felt uncomfortable having Song Chuyi’s hand wrapped around her shoulders as they walked into the dining room.
During dinner, Song Chuyi’s stepmom, Dai Yuan, commented with a tremendously amiable smile: "It was just a few days ago since I heard from your Dad that he introduced President Yan’s youngest daughter to you. However, I never would’ve expected that the two of you would get yourselves a marriage certificate only a few days later. I was in shock when I heard the news. The two of you are seriously too quick in getting a marriage certificate."
Squinting his eyes, Song Chulang chimed in with a sarcastic smirk: "I heard rumors that the Yans are at their wits’ end. If we, the Song family, doesn’t intervene to help them now, they’re estimated to be doomed by the end of this week."
Hearing his words, Changqing felt embarrassed. Meanwhile, Song Huaisheng’s eyes grew darker.
Only Song Chuyi kept his calm and replied whilst he leisurely passed a chicken claw to Changqing’s bowl: "What does it have to do with the Yans? It’s me who was smitten by her and proposed to her first."