She Almost Drove Him Mad
Chapter 82: She Almost Drove Him Mad
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Song Chuyi carried her to the backseat. After the change of environment and seeing that it was no longer that noisy, Changqing looked around with her amorous eyes, saying, "Where… where is this place? Who are you?"
She pouted her lips and her eyes, with her face rouge-red, closed right before his eyes. Those lips were only a finger’s distance from him. The scent of red wine assaulted him.
Song Chuyi lowered his head, and the thought of harshly tormenting those pink lips arose in his heart.
He thought of the driver at the front and suppressed the urge. He said, "Song Chuyi."
"Song Chuchu…" Changqing’s fair little hands cupped his face. Her huge eyes were cloudy. "How’s that possible? Song Chuchu doesn’t have as many heads as you do. You’re a monster… right, a monster."
She burped.
Song Chuyi felt his head aching. "Yan Changqing, let me warn you—don’t drink so much next time."
"I didn’t want to drink so much." Changqing let go of his face and put her chin on his shoulder, twisting her body uncomfortably. She frowned and whined, "It was all Sister Wen Tong, hng, hng. She lied to you… said I was drunk, got Song Chuchu to pick me up… then she made me drink, so I drank and I was finally drunk… she said that if I was drunk, Song Chuchu would carry me away…"
Song Chuchu "…"
In front, the driver couldn’t hold in his laughter after hearing that and let out a "pfft."
However, Song Chuyi’s focus was all on the woman in his embrace and he didn’t take notice of the driver. He heaved a sigh of relief.
"Oh, right…" Chuyi suddenly patted Song Chuyi’s chest heavily. She blinked her huge eyes and got closer to him. "Wen Tong even said… that I’m not allowed to drink beer or baijiu; my breath would only be fragrant if I drink red wine. Smell it… does my breath smell nice?"
She opened her mouth childishly and breathed out at him.
Her breath smelled like an orchid.
Song Chuyi closed his eyes and dodged her. Changqing was like a drunk child trying her best to chase him around and breathe out, as though she wouldn’t rest without a definite answer. "Does it smell good? Why do you keep avoiding me? Does it smell bad?"
She suddenly pouted and slowly looked aggrieved. Tears seemed to be forming in the corners of her eyes.
"… No, it smells good." Song Chuyi’s temples were pulsing, and his voice was deep. She almost drove him mad.
"Really?"
"Do you know who I am?" Song Chuchu traced her red lips with his gaze. "Song Chuyi…"
"Song Chuchu…" Changqing grumbled tiredly.
"Song Chuyi," he corrected.
"Song Chuchu…"
Song Chuyi was enraged. This woman. No matter how much he corrected her, there was no use.
He was so exasperated that he blocked up that mouth that refused to change with his lips.
He carried her out while kissing her, using a hand to unlock the door with his fingerprint. He stepped in and pressed her against the wall. Right after, he pulled her outerwear off.
Behind him, suddenly, came Robben’s barking.
Song Chuyi ignored it.
He was just like a beast who was driven mad. He had to have some release. Otherwise, he might go mad.
Meanwhile, Changqing had no idea of this man’s suffering next to her. Her breathing was irregular from the kissing as she gasped for air.
In the next moment, she seemed to have fallen onto a couch.
"What are you doing?" Song Chuyi’s face darkened and he wanted to throw it away.
Robben whimpered aggrievedly then glanced at his empty dog bowl, shaking his tail pitifully. His every expression seemed as though he was saying: "I’m hungry."
Song Chuyi also wanted to scream back that he was also going mad from hunger.
He scolded Robben and Robben, who was usually very obedient, was really very hungry and refused to release its bite.
His head ached and he could only go to the cupboard to look for some dog food and pour it into the bowl. After he was done, he turned to look for Changqing but she was already sleeping soundly on the couch. Those long and curly lashes trembled under the light.
Song Chuyi clenched his fists and shut his eyes tight.
Robben, who was eating his dog food merrily, suddenly jumped upon seeing that. He took a peek at his owner’s complexion and sat on the floor from fright.
Did I do something bad?
The afternoon of the next day.
Changqing woke up from the urge to pee. She opened her
She didn’t seem to remember how she got back.
She decided to crawl up and go to the toilet first before ringing Wen Tong up and asking her.
Just as she opened the door, Robben, who was laying by the door, suddenly lifted his upper body and brought his dog bowl by her feet quickly with his mouth. His hint was very obvious.
Changqing took a look at the breakfast on the table and was puzzled. Every time Auntie Wang came to the apartment to prepare breakfast, she would always feed Robben. It looked as though Auntie Wang came today too. Did she not feed him?
"Robben, let me go to the toilet first then I’ll feed you." Changqing couldn’t hold it in anymore. She rushed to the toilet.
After coming out, she looked at herself in the mirror out of habit and with one look, she screamed "Ahhhhh" in a high-pitched tone.
Why were her neck and chest covered with so many traces of passion? Also, her mouth seemed to be more swollen than yesterday afternoon. What on earth happened last night?
Could it be that she did it with Song Chuyi…?
But she didn’t feel any pain. Didn’t people say that the first time would be very painful and that even walking would be uncomfortable afterwards?
Changqing rushed to look for her phone and called Wen Tong. "What happened yesterday?"
"What-what happened? Didn’t Song Chuyi just take you back?" Wen Tong suddenly asked with interest, "Don’t tell me you two did it?"
"Did your head—it was nothing of that sort." Changqing hung up angrily and thought for a while. Unable to reconcile with it, she called Song Chuyi. When the phone was picked up, she howled, "Song Chuchu, tell me what you did to me last night?"
"Have you been beaten up before?" Song Chuyi suddenly asked in a low voice.
"What?" Changqing couldn’t understand him. "Are you cursing me? Who would beat me up?"
"Arrange a CT scan first," Song Chuyi said. Changqing finally understood what was going on and was distressed. After all that, he wasn’t even talking to her.
There were 10 seconds of silence from the other side of the call. Song Chuyi finally started again, "Did you drink so much that you got water in your brain?"
"…" Changqing was uncertain for three whole seconds before asking, "Are you talking to me right now?"
Song Chuyi rubbed his brows. "If I’m not talking to you, who else could I be talking to? Miss Yan, could your IQ get any lower?"
"Yours is low; your entire family’s is low." Changqing was fuming. "If you’re busy, then don’t pick up my call. You were talking to someone else when you picked up, so of course I would be confused. Song Chuyi, you’re too much—you took advantage of me and you even despise me."
"You’re my legal wife written in black and white on the wedding certificate. It’s only right that I take advantage of you. Is there a problem?" Song Chuyi’s apathetic voice made her feel annoyingly helpless. "Besides, weren’t you drunk on purpose so that I would pick you up? You didn’t drink beer or baijiu and only drank red wine because you were afraid your breath would be smelly and I wouldn’t kiss you. Wasn’t that the case?"
Changqing’s brain seemed to stop working. The moment he said that, she wished she could just fly to outer space in a rocket and never embarrass herself in front of this person again.
How did he know that?
"You’re spouting nonsense." Changqing denied shamelessly. "I didn’t; you took advantage of me and are still pushing the blame onto me. Song Chuyi, you’re an advanced surgeon after all. How could you commit such lowly acts while a woman is drunk? Hmph, furthermore, you were the one who said to divorce after a year. Just yesterday, tell me how many times you kissed me? You don’t have to deny it now because just from yesterday alone, you already exposed your immoral conduct."
"I have the last say on whether we’ll be getting a divorce. Let me tell you—if I really was a rogue, you couldn’t possibly still be a virgin today…" Song Chuyi wasn’t done when an intern rushed in.
"Dr. Song. there’s another patient and your assistance is required."
"I’ll talk to you when I return." Song Chuyi hung up immediately.
Changqing sat on the couch, hugging her knees, deep in thought.
It looked like nothing substantial happened between them last night.
"Aiya, I’m so sorry. I forgot you’re still hungry. I’ll get you food right now." Changqing quickly poured some dog food for Robben.
At 11:20 am, Auntie Wang came up with bags of groceries. Changqing was eating breakfast.
"You’re up so late today." Auntie Wang laughed. "Dr. Song even instructed me to buy some beef and ribs to make you some beef with toothpicks and honeyed ribs. Looks like you won’t have an appetite for lunch."
"Really?" Changqing’s eyes brightened. "He really told you that?"
"Yeah, Dr. Song looks indifferent but he’s actually a warm person inside." Auntie Wang went into the kitchen.
Changqing recalled the harsh words Song Chuyi just said through the phone and decided that she should still forgive him. She was generous.
She ran in small steps to the kitchen door. "Auntie Wang, why didn’t you feed Robben in the morning? He was so hungry by the time I got up."
"I wanted to feed him but Dr. Song refused to let me. He said he wanted to teach Robben a lesson. I think Robben did something wrong which made him mad," Auntie Wang said.
Changqing suddenly understood and ran back to Robben who was licking his dog bowl violently and said sympathetically, "Poor little Roro, you have such an apathetic master. But it’s alright, I will take good care of you in the future."
She stroked his small head and Robben howled and acted coquettishly towards her.
Changqing had her fill in the afternoon.
After eating, she laid lazily on the couch and took an afternoon nap. There was a meeting at the station at two in the afternoon.
In a week, there would be a total of three meetings at the station. Other than in the reception area, there would also be a meeting at the headquarters. The meeting in the afternoon was at the headquarters.
Changqing changed into a beautiful set of clothes and was in a good mood. She felt very pretty.
Zuo Qian came out from the office and saw Changqing waving her hands at colleagues at the station radiantly. Her face was brimming with enthusiasm just like a sunflower.
His heart felt a little sour and he called out to her, "Changqing…"
"Teacher Zuo." Changqing looked back and Zuo Qian was behind her, standing tall and straight but his eyes were deep-set and blood-shot. She asked with concern, "Teacher Zuo, you didn’t sleep well last night?"
"I haven’t been able to sleep well lately; I often get insomnia." Zuo Qian smiled forcefully. "You seem to be in good spirits."
"I fell asleep yesterday once I got home." Changqing blushed with embarrassment. "Teacher Zuo, are you feeling very stressed lately? Did you drink the health products I brought back for you from overseas last time?"