Song Chuchu, What Did You Do To Me Last Night?
Chapter 83: Song Chuchu, What Did You Do To Me Last Night?
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
"I’ve finished them."
"Then I’ll buy you more next time. You socialize a lot so you still have to take good care of your body." Changqing didn’t put on makeup today, but her skin was so moisturized that it seemed like water was going to drip out of her skin.
Zuo Qian suddenly felt an urge in his heart; it felt like his organs were all twisted.
He really, really wanted to tell her that he liked her.
After the meeting, Changqing was getting ready to return to the office. She ran into Boss Feng who was walking over with Fu Yu. Boss Feng was laughing and talking along the way while Fu Yu had a slight smile like an upper-class gentleman. However, the moment he saw Changqing, his dark eyes melted like snow in the spring.
"Boss Feng," Changqing greeted her superior first before looking at Fu Yu. "Brother Fu Yu, what brings you to our broadcasting station?"
"CEO Fu came today to shoot a talk show," Boss Feng said, "Perfect—I was going to have lunch with CEO Fu. Changqing, join us."
"Oh, sure." At the station, you should never reject your superiors, so Changqing could only nod her head.
At the car park, Boss Feng said, "I suddenly remembered I left something at the office. I’ll go and grab it. Changqing, you head over with CEO Fu in his car first."
"Why don’t… I drive over on my own," Changqing said awkwardly, "I still have a shoot tomorrow. Otherwise, my car will have to be left here at the station for a few days again."
"Then I’ll take your car. I’ll get the chauffeur to drive mine," Fu Yu went on to instruct his chauffeur after saying that.
Changqing was at her wit’s end.
The interior of her Audi A7 was pink and girly and there was even a waft of a familiar female scent.
Fu Yu buckled his seatbelt and suddenly found a man’s cufflinks on the dashboard.
His eyes stopped to stare for a while.
He picked up the cufflinks.
Changqing turned around to look after starting the engine and her face froze.
They seemed to be left behind by Song Chuchu when she took him to the hospital the previous week. When he got out, he suddenly remembered he had to do volunteer work and there was no need for the cufflinks, so he left them in her car and afterwards, he forgot to take them with him.
"My father’s…" she said subconsciously.
"Oh." Fu Yu placed the cufflinks down and said, "Your father is quite particular."
"Yeah," Changqing replied softly.
Fu Yu told her to go to the city’s famous Zhao Nan Ju.
Changqing went there once with the people from the station too. It was furnished like Su Zhou’s landscape garden—elegant, classical and serene.
Fu Yu flicked the ashes of his cigarette and said, "The boss here must be very fond of the Book of Songs."
"How do you know?" Changqing asked with a smile.
"Look." Fu Yu pointed at the screen behind her and said, "The embroidery on the screen is a scene where a man and a woman met coincidentally in the vines in ‘Zheng Feng? Wild Vines’ from the Book of Songs."
Changqing turned around to look and lost her spirits slightly. "Brother Fu Yu, you’re still as knowledgeable as you were before."
"Didn’t you use to love asking me questions about the Book of Songs too?" Fu Yu’s low voice came through the thin layer of smoke.
Changqing’s heart thumped. She remembered that when she was young, Fu Yu was always someone she looked up to. She idolized everything related to him. He loved reading the Book of Songs and in order to have more interactions and conversations with him, she also asked her Grandma to buy her the Book of Songs and she always ran to the Fu family to look for Fu Yu.
She was captivated by the words: "So bright is the moonlight, and on your face doth shine" that came out from his graceful lips and teeth.
In her world back then, that was the most touching sentence ever.
Perhaps in her eyes, Fu Yu was like the bright moonlight hanging high in the sky, pure and dazzling.
She lowered her head silently. After a while, someone suddenly called Fu Yu. He answered the phone for half a minute before he passed the phone to Changqing.
Changqing saw the two words "Boss Feng" and quickly put the phone to her ear.
Boss Feng said, "Changqing, I have some last-minute matters here at the station and can’t make it. Keep CEO Fu company on my behalf, understand?"
"Mm, got it." Changqing nodded obediently and after she returned the phone to Fu Yu, she saw his deep gaze and felt a little
Fu Yu spun the thin phone and laughed a little. "We could have something going on."
Changqing’s hands, which were holding onto the teacup, trembled and some tea spilt onto the back of her hand, causing a red patch.
"What a klutz. Let me take a look," Fu Yu stood up and held her scalded hand, his tone full of indulgence.
His fingertips were hot and Changqing pulled her hand back, looking extremely uncomfortable. "It’s okay, Brother Fu Yu. I’m a little not used to you being like this."
"Weren’t we often like this in the past?" Fu Yu retreated a little, his gaze looked complex.
"The past… is in the past. We were both young then." Changqing lowered her head. "Besides, didn’t you say later on that you only viewed me as your sister?"
Therefore, in those years of her youth, he carried her when she fell and often held her hands when they went home in the dark, all because he viewed her as his sister.
When those words came out from his mouth, it felt like a huge stone had fallen from the sky and crushed her body because she would never forget how fast her heart was beating whenever he held her hand. It was like eating honey and she would happily relive that moment the entire night.
"Changqing, I’ve never viewed you as my sister." Fu Yu’s handsome brows frowned as though he felt frustrated. He picked up the box of cigarettes on the table again and lit one up.
Changqing’s heart beat furiously and she saw his mouth curling into a bitter smile, saying, "Changqing, actually, I’m very envious of you sometimes. Your world is very beautiful and pure. Even if you encounter anything bad, you’ll forget it after a while. Do you still remember that little fatty who lived near us when we were young? He used to bully you all the time when we were small and you would always run to me and cry whenever he bullied you. In the end, you went to school happily with him during junior high."
The mention of those events made Changqing blush. She was indeed quite forgetful.
Fu Yu stood up and looked out the window. "That year, I received your love letter and was elated. Just like how you liked me, the feelings were mutual. However, too many things happened at home at that time."
Changqing was in a daze. Her mind suddenly went blank.
Perhaps she didn’t dare to believe it when Fu Yu said he liked her.
How was that possible?
"Could it be that your parents’ relationship started to falter?" She heard herself saying astringently after a long pause.
"Were you shocked when you heard that my parents were divorced?" Fu Yu laughed. "I always thought I was living in a very happy family before I was 22, assuming that although my father was always working hard, he still loved my mother deep inside. But it was also that year that I came to discover that my father actually had an illegitimate daughter on the outside."
Changqing was astonished and felt a little sorry for him. "How…"
"She could be considered my sister now. Sh’s currently studying in a primary school in the States," Fu Yu said, "Actually, my family had already broken up long ago; they were just keeping it from me. After I found out the truth, I hated my father to the core but I also hoped that my family wouldn’t fall to pieces because of that. It happened that my father had always wanted to bring me over to the States. I wanted to reject him because of you at first, but after things happened, I gave my father a condition that if I went over, I hoped our family would stay intact. My father agreed, so I went to the States with my mother because I hoped that my parents’ relationship would be fixed because of that, but I was too naive. After all, my father already had an illegitimate daughter and my parents got a divorce within two years."
Fu Yu raised the corners of his lips in self-mockery, his voice was very husky. "The day I left, I actually saw you crying under the Boston Ivy. Changqing, I really wanted to be with you. When I saw the letter you wrote to me, I was exceptionally happy. I told my mother I would wait for you to graduate then ask for your hand in marriage from your father but things happened too quickly."
Changqing also stood up. Her mind was a mess.
Perhaps she had liked Fu Yu for too long, so when he said that, it sounded like a dream to her.
Was it not only in her dreams when Fu Yu said he liked her?
She really, really wished she had a time machine to go back to the past and restart it all.
But she was already married to Song Chuyi.
It’s late, it’s too late. Those words wouldn’t have been late even if they were spoken just a month ago, but no, it had to be a month later.
"Why didn’t you tell me all this then?" Changqing’s eyes felt sour and astringent. "I never minded your family situation. We grew up together and you know me very well. Even if you went to America, I could’ve waited. I could’ve even asked my father to send me over to study. I thought you didn’t like me enough. Besides… you also had girlfriends along the way."
His feelings for her weren’t as deep as hers after all, unlike her who never entered any relationships because she couldn’t let go of this person all those years. She even didn’t want to develop feelings that would lead to relationships with other men.
If not for Yan Lei’s company, she might not have gotten married to Song Chuyi.
If Fu Yu wasn’t in a relationship with Guan Ying and she had given up, she would never have gotten married without constraints.
Fu Yu lowered his head and drew two deep breaths from his cigarette. A wisp of callousness flashed past his dark pupils. "Changqing, go and ask your sister. She knows why I couldn’t promise you anything."
"What does this have to do with my sister?" Changqing was dumbfounded.
Could it be that her sister was also crushing on Fu Yu too at that time?
"Knock knock."
The service staff knocked on the door from outside and the dishes were served successively.
Changqing’s heart felt heavy. She took in too much information within this short period of time and hadn’t digested it all yet.
Fu Yu didn’t disturb her either.
Their meal was finished silently, all the way until Song Chuyi’s call broke the silence.
"My father wants you to come back to the Song Residence for dinner with me tonight," he said.
Changqing took a look at the time and it was already 5:50 pm. "Why didn’t you tell me earlier? I’ve already eaten." After saying that, she felt guilty and added another line, "With the Boss and the others."
"Then forget it. Don’t drink again," He left a warning and hung up.
"Your father?" Fu Yu asked in deep thought.
Changqing’s heart was in a mess and she replied with an "Mm." She was a little frustrated.
After the meal, Changqing said directly, "I’m a little tired, so I’ll head out first."
"Let me take you." Fu Yu took a step forward.
"It’s okay, I think… I need to cool down for a while." Changqing took a step back subconsciously.
Fu Yu’s chest froze and he opened his mouth bitterly. "Changqing, my feelings for you have never changed."
Changqing’s eyes reddened and she turned and got into her car.