Chapter 80: I Am Her Husband, Is This Reason Sufficient 2
Chapter 80: I Am Her Husband, Is This Reason Sufficient 2
Everything happened too quickly and on top of that, it was in the ladies’. Changqing was really stupefied. When she returned to her senses, Song Chuyi had already carried her up and placed her on the sink countertop.
This… this… is too open.
"… Song… Song… you… are you… still angry… Mm?"
"Yes, I’m still angry," he said, extremely angry.
Song Chuyi thought about what Li Shaobin said just now. He stamped violent kisses all along her neck.
Until the sound of door-knocking came from outside.
"Hey, you in there. How long are you going to take? Are you done?" Someone was in a rush.
Changqing came to her senses and froze.
She had never experienced something like this and her heart was racing.
What was she doing in the toilet with Song Chuyi?
Where was her outerwear?
Changqing’s almond-shaped face was flushed red and she was at a loss.
"What to do, what to do?" She was flustered. Would they get caught?
It was the first time in her life doing something like this; how flustering.
"Say it’ll take a while more. Tell her to go to the toilet on the other side." Song Chuyi was very calm in contrast.
Changqing looked at him and realized the face that was extremely close to her was also slightly flushed, not the cool and arrogant expression it normally was.
She finally felt a little balanced inside. To think there would be a day when Song Chuchu would be in this sorry state as well.
She spoke to the person outside with guilt.
The other party seemed to be annoyed and said something else before the sound of her heels clicked away.
Changqing let out a sigh of relief and took the opportunity to push Song Chuyi away. She covered her chest and said nervously, "I think we’ve been here for too long. I need to go out."
Song Chuyi looked at her lustrous and shy look and every single cell in his body seemed to be howling. However, it definitely was unclean in the washroom.
He pursed his lips as silent consent.
"Can you… turn around," Changqing said with her face burning.
Song Chuyi stared at her hands which were covering her chest tightly for a few seconds before turning around.
She covered her mouth and looked up. She coincidentally caught the deep gaze of the man in the mirror who had turned around.
Her heart beat profusely and in order to hide her embarrassment, she stared and grumbled, "Your friend will definitely guess what happened from how I look now."
"It’s okay. You’re thinking too much. You head back to the suite first." Song Chuyi lifted his hand and tidied up a strand of hair by her ear as he spoke in a gentle tone.
"You… you’re going to stay in the ladies? For what? To relieve yourself?" After saying that, Changqing saw him staring profoundly at her without moving and suddenly recalled that when he was kissing her just now, she seemed to have felt something poking her stomach.
She regretted speaking and wanted to tear her mouth apart but her gaze just went towards his pants disobediently.
After taking a look, she felt her legs going to jelly and even began to stutter. "Then… then… then I’ll make a move first."
She was so fast it seemed as though there was a wolf chasing behind her.
Song Chuyi looked at the toilet door that was shut and the corners of his lips curled up helplessly.
After Changqing left the toilet, she didn’t dare return to the suite. She didn’t dare to be alone with Li Shaobin and therefore waited in the hallway outside for Song Chuyi.
In the end, Song Chuyi only came back cooly after she waited for 10 minutes. With a hand in his pocket and an aloof look, he was vastly different from what he looked like back in the ladies’.
Changqing glimpsed at his pants and silently cursed him in her heart. Men practically changed faster than women.
If she hadn’t seen it for herself, she would’ve thought he had a pure mind and no desires.
"What are you standing here for and not going in?" Song Chuyi asked with surprise.
Changqing lowered her head with embarrassment. "… A little afraid of your friend…"
"…" Song Chuyi stroked his short, black hair. "Is he that scary?"
"I’ve never interacted with someone from the underworld before." Changqing pouted and after saying that, she felt it was inappropriate. He, after all, was Song Chuyi’s friend. "Don’t misunderstand. He helped me and I’m also very grateful to him. It’s just that I don’t know how to get along with him. It would be a little easier with you around."
"Mm, let’s go in." Song Chuyi wasn’t angry and put his arm around her shoulders.
In the suite, the dishes were all served.
Li Shaobin was getting a
His gaze met Song Chuyi’s and the latter squinted his eyes to hint at him to not say so much.
"I thought the two of you had abandoned me and gone somewhere else to enjoy your alone time." Li Shaobin made a dig at them apathetically.
Changqing recalled the scene in the washroom and lowered her head so much that it almost went into her bowl.
Song Chuyi leaned over to ask her without changing his expression, "Do you want some mushroom soup?"
Changqing nodded her small head.
He scooped a bowl for her. Li Shaobin flicked the ashes away and said sourly, "It seems the wind will be too strong in the afternoon and we won’t be able to go out to sea. Why don’t we go up to the mountains to soak in a hot spring?"
"Mm." Song Chuyi nodded. "You know many people. Are there any suitable commercials you can recommend her to shoot?"
Changqing was shocked. Is Song Chuyi finally going to make use of his connections for me?
Her ears pricked up excitedly, but her mouth still uttered reservedly, "There’s no need. That… I can still work hard by myself."
Song Chuyi took a piece of fish for her and raised his brows. "In that case, forget it."
Changqing was stunned.
She was just being polite; she had no such intentions.
Is Song Chuchu a pig? Could he not tell?
She looked at Song Chuyi pitifully.
He didn’t look at her and was already on the topic of going to the hot springs with Li Shaobin.
Changqing could only continue drinking her soup silently. She was so regretful that her intestines were turning green.
After lunch, Li Shaobin drove her to the entrance of the broadcasting station.
When she got off, Changqing was still listless. Song Chuyi asked her, "Do you need me to pick you up at night?"
"… No." Changqing got off without any expression.
When she entered the broadcasting station, Li Shaobin laughed hysterically. "Old Song, are you sure it’s a good idea to tease her like that?"
"Why not? I think it’s rather interesting." A smile also appeared on Song Chuyi’s aloof face.
"But honestly, I never thought Yan Changqing was so stupid."
The corners of Song Chuyi’s lips rose and mocked, "You’re very stupid too."
At the broadcasting station, Changqing just returned to the office and was caught by Wen Tong. She shut the door and rolled her sleeves up, asking aggressively, "Yan Changqing, be honest with me. When did you get married and who on earth is that person? Do you still take me as your assistant? Why did you not tell me about such a big thing? Your successes and failures are closely linked to mine and for a celebrity who’s still growing, this is a big matter that concerns life and death."
"Sister Wen, calm down, calm down." Changqing poured her a cup of tea and told her everything that had happened these past few days truthfully.
After hearing her out, Wen Tong grabbed her arm and shook her hard. "F*ck, Yan Changqing, what luck are you rolling on in this life? A random marriage got you someone like Song Chuyi. With the Song family’s power and status, you can live life in peace for the rest of your life. Do you still need me to go around looking for commercials for you? Just one word from your husband and others would curry your favour and beg you to shoot with them. Also, Boss Feng would have to hug your leg and call you his ancestor when he sees you in future. Why didn’t you tell me earlier? Why, why?"
"Stop shaking me. I’m getting dizzy."
Changqing recalled the "forget it" Song Chuyi said in the afternoon and her heart was still aching. If Wen Tong knew about it, she would definitely beat her up.
"Also, I went to find out about that friend of Song Chuyi’s after I left Yu Qiong. Do you know who he is? Li Shaobin?" Wen Tong said agitatedly.
Changqing blinked. "I know. He mixes around in the underworld."
"He isn’t a normal person from the underworld," Wen Tong said, "He’s someone who rules both the underworld and the political world. His big brother runs a securities company and his second brother is an official in a province. Li Shaobin has men everywhere. Just one word from him and even God wouldn’t dare to do anything to him. Since Song Chuyi has a friend like that, no matter who you don’t see eye to eye to in Northern City next time, you can give him a slap and he wouldn’t even dare to let out a fart. Changqing, you must definitely take me along when you act clueless and soar."
"Don’t forget how I followed you all these years quietly. I knew you were pretty and would definitely marry a man both rich and powerful."
Wen Tong held onto her hand tightly.
The corners of Changqing’s mouth twitched. She didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. "Your change is too fast. You were still saying how I was good for nothing and I wouldn’t be able to attract a single man."
"That was my mistake; I was wrong. I was blind to the facts." Wen Tong gave her a big kiss. "Did you tell Song Chuyi? To ask him to help you?"
Changqing coughed softly. "Actually, we’re just married because of business relations. We have no love as a foundation and he didn’t say he would help me and I’m rather embarrassed to bring it up. Besides, Guan Ying was his ex-girlfriend and he didn’t even help Guan Ying’s career. Perhaps he never wanted to get involved…"
"That’s not the same. Guan Ying is his ex-girlfriend while you’re his wife. Can a wife be compared to an ex-girlfriend?" Wen Tong said seriously, "Listen to me, go back and coax your Master Song. If he wants you to warm his bed then you go warm his bed. If he wants to vent, you just take off your clothes and let him vent however he wants. I guarantee that he’ll be captivated and infatuated with you. If you tell him to go east, he’ll go east. If you tell him to go west, he’ll go west."
Hearing that, Changqing blushed. "Can you not be so dirty-minded?"
"This is nothing. You’re a couple and nothing else," Wen Tong said in a weird tone, "Don’t tell me the two of you haven’t done that yet?"
Changqing turned around. "Please, I’m not that kind of wanton person."
"Why did I follow such an unmotivated boss?" Wen Tong’s head ached. "Song Chuyi is quite handsome. Didn’t you see the way he carried you in the afternoon? That was particularly manly. Also, he isn’t very loud but is particularly powerful and imposing. If I were you, I would be so jealous."
"Alright, alright, I’m actually fine now. Isn’t there still a drama to shoot? You also said yourself that this serial would definitely be popular. When I get popular, there will definitely be offers coming in," Changqing comforted her, saying, "Sometimes, we cannot rely too much on men. If you keep relying on them, they’ll belittle us, women…"
"But…"
"This matter is an absolute secret, say no more. I have to get ready to record the program," Changqing interrupted her.
Today, there were many guests on "Challenge to the End." Changqing played a few games with them and by the time they finished recording the program, she was already exhausted.
At night, there was a gathering and singing session.
Everyone was eager to offer a toast to Changqing to congratulate her on her new drama.