Could Changqing be the person occupying Fu Yu’s heart?
Chapter 57: Could Changqing be the person occupying Fu Yu’s heart?
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Uneasiness overcame Guan Ying the moment this suspicion flashed through her mind.
She had risked everything and thrown caution to the wind from the start when she abandoned Song Chuxi to get with Fu Yu, who had a higher social standing.
In terms of the differences in their treatment of her, however, Fu Yu honestly couldn’t hold a candle to Song Chuxi. Fu Yu’s usual attitude towards her was lukewarm. She was basically treated like a dog at his beck and call.
Song Chuxi was vastly different. He had a cold outer appearance, but beneath the surface, he was actually very mindful and considerate to her, and it showed sometimes. He had also never looked down on her either.
The more she mulled over it while she was on her way out of the hospital, the more her heart ached. Her yearning for Song Chuxi became exceptionally severe as well.
Right then, an oncoming Audi A7 drove past her. The ever familiar car plate number caused her heartbeat to accelerate.
As she peered in the window, an elegant face could be seen zipping past into the night.
She was dumbstruck. She stood blankly in the middle of the road and forgot she was supposed to continue moving.
Amidst a series of shrieks and the sound of emergency brakes, she was knocked down onto a patch of grass by a motorcycle, and subsequently, the motorcyclist crashed to the ground as well.
A sharp pain enveloped her hand and waist. Her body was immobilized for a fairly long time.
The motorcyclist got up on his feet and started to swear. "Are you goddamn crazy? I told you to move aside but you just stood there! Are you looking to die? Go die elsewhere if you want, but don’t involve me!"
Rubbing his thigh, the motorcyclist continued to swear yet again: "Goddamn it! My legs were almost broken from the crash! Who knows if I have a bone fracture or not! I don’t care; you must compensate me for my medical expenses!"
Guan Ying’s face became pale white. What was this situation? She was bewildered. It was obvious she was the one who was knocked down, but conversely, the other party was demanding compensation from her instead.
She was really a little frightened by the man in front of her as he appeared menacing.
"Judging from the ample middle qi from the way you talk and your capability to move around, you probably only suffered some scratches." A cold voice came out from the hustling and bustling crowd behind her.
Guan Ying’s heart trembled when she heard the voice. She immediately turned around to find the source of the voice.
The figure of the person who spoke was elegant and upstanding. He was wearing a black polka dot suit, and his delicate-looking ankles and white sneakers showing underneath his cropped pants made his legs look even more slender and long. It was as if his legs belonged to that of a male model.
His pupils were cold and intimidating. In an instant, he managed to subdue the motorcyclist from swearing anymore.
When Guan Ying saw
Song Chuxi tilted his head to look down at her. Then he bent down and rolled up Guan Ying’s sleeves, revealing a bloodied, white, slender arm. He frowned at the sight of it, and meanwhile, the surrounding crowd began to point fingers at the responsible motorcyclist.
The motorcyclist then said in annoyance: "Don’t think you can bully the minority by stirring the crowd just because you’re her friend. Everyone saw it just now—my motorcycle skidded for a long distance and I was horribly flung out of my motorcycle. Not only did I suffer injuries, but my motorcycle is damaged as well. I won’t rest until you compensate me for this!"
"I clearly saw you driving your motorcycle and traveling at least more than 40 miles per hour just now." Song Chuxi calmly continued to speak in an icy tone: "In such a crowded area, I could totally sue you for speeding as you were traveling at such a high speed. Furthermore, this place is a hospital. There are patients passing by at any given time—have you ever paused to think that if you were to hit a feeble patient, he or she would now be sent to the emergency room instead? What kind of special privilege do you think you have for you to feel you’re in the right and should make a fuss here?"
After he reproached the motorcyclist for breaking the law, he stood up with a piercing cold gaze as emotion erupted in his eyes. "There are surveillance cameras all over the area. I can get the police to come and review the footage in detail to see who’s at fault here."
"That’s right! It’s clearly his fault for speeding. Serves him right!" Someone from the crowd affirmed Song Chuxi’s claim.
The arrogance the driver had just a while ago was immediately extinguished. "Fine, both of us are at fault here. Today’s matter will end at that! I won’t demand compensation for the damages on my motorcycle anymore, and I’ll foot the repair bill myself."
While he limped towards his motorcycle to lift it up from the ground after he finished speaking, Song Chuxi sneered, "Hold it. Do you think you can simply leave like this after you struck somebody with your motorcycle? This madam here has been on the ground and is incapable of getting up on her feet anymore. She might have suffered internal injuries. If you simply leave like this, who’ll be responsible to foot the bill for her treatment and CT scan after this?"
The driver stared intensely at Song Chuxi furiously with big, wide eyes. "Don’t push your luck; I’m injured too."
"If that’s the case, then the two of you should get quick check-ups done. By the way, I called the police just a while ago, and they’ve arrived." After Song Chuxi pouted and signaled the arrival of the police, he bent down and carried the stunned Guan Ying, who was on the ground, and started to walk towards the entrance of the accident and emergency department.
"Excuse me, what’s going on here?" Changqing, who had just bought some strawberries from the nearby store, asked someone in the vicinity when she noticed a large crowd gathering at the entrance of the hospital. Curious about what was happening, she squeezed into the crowd and it just so happened that she saw Song Chuxi carrying a woman and leaving the place anxiously.
She was stunned. Wasn’t the woman who was nestling feebly in his chest Guan Ying?
"You missed what happened. Just now, the motorcyclist over there hit someone with his motorcycle and he even wanted to blackmail the person he hit. Fortunately, that handsome man came along and saved the damsel in distress," The post-90s young girl beside her, who looked love-struck, explained. She carried on to describe: "You didn’t see how cool the man was. He was a total hunk!"
Changqing regretted that she came over. She was feeling choked as if she’d eaten wasabi. All of her five senses were stinging with irritation.
It wasn’t that long ago when Guan Ying mentioned to her that Song Chuyi cared greatly about her, and less than forty minutes later, she saw her own husband appearing anxious about her good friend with her very own eyes. She felt she was such a failure as a wife.
But wasn’t Guan Ying there to visit Shen Lu in an attempt to curry favor from Fu Yu? Why did she end up in Song Chuyi’s arms instead shortly after visiting Shen Lu?
Oh well. Guan Ying simply looked too delicate just now. All men would be invoked with a desire to protect her if they ever saw her frail and delicate appearance.
Guan Ying was injured, and as a friend, she should be worried about Guan Ying instead of replaying the scene of Song Chuyi carrying Guan Ying in her mind.
But will they rekindle their love for each other because of this?
Would Song Chuyi regret that he married me?
Changqing suddenly felt depressed and vexed.
How could Song Chuyi kiss her when he had yet to forget Guan Ying or make her have the impression that he might’ve fallen a little in love with her?!