As she spoke, she gripped onto his hand and squatted down slowly. Her tears spattered onto the edge of his trousers.
Song Chuyi lifted her head with her eyes closed for half a minute silently, then he lowered his head and pulled her up. She clutched onto his sleeves tightly.
He pried her fingers off and with a complicated expression, he said: “No matter if you’re telling the truth or not, from the moment I saw you with Fu Yu, we were already done. You chose your path yourself, Guan Ying, so you’re on your own.”
He turned to leave after saying his piece.
The moment the door shut, Guan Ying stopped crying.
She was well aware of Song Chuyi’s personality. There was no hope of making him stay. She had to do it step by step. Tonight’s goal was to make him not hate her anymore.
At Lakeview Park, Song Chuyi returned home to a pitiful Robben alone at home.
He called Changqing but her phone was switched off and she wasn’t at the Yan’s when he called over.
He was annoyed, not knowing where this woman had gone again, and it looked like the punishment he gave her in the morning was still too light.
At Ruan Yang’s, the sun was already out when Changqing opened her eyes.
Song Chuyi’s angry face subconsciously flashed across her mind and she quickly got up to switch on her phone. There were three missed calls and one message from Song Chuyi.
“Yan Changqing, let me remind you—you have a husband, and you’re already married. You should at least have the decency to call if you’re staying out overnight. Don’t go overboard.”
Changqing looked at her cell phone for a while before replying in a text: “I said it before and I’ll say it again. When we got married, we agreed not to interfere with each other’s business. I only agreed not to create scandals. I don’t have to report to you whether or not I’m returning to your place to sleep. Furthermore, you have to understand that there are no feelings between the two of us. You don’t love me, nor do I love you. Please don’t control me like an old woman. Also, I’m going on a business trip soon. I won’t be back in the next few days.”
After she sent the message, Changqing felt relieved from her suppressed rage.
She decided not to bother with that Song Chuchu anymore and would never let him kiss her again.
What did he take her for? There would come a day when a sick cat would show its prowess.
Song Chuyi, who was driving towards the hospital’s parking lot, took out his phone and looked at the message. His face became as dark as the sky outside.
He wanted to smash his phone.
It was originally just a marriage in name and he didn’t have to treat her well, but seeing her childish demeanor sometimes made him feel that he had another little sister.
But it seemed there was no need for that anymore. She was just a callous woman.
He got out of the car, walked to his office and called Zhan Mingwei again. “Help me check the upcoming schedule of Yan Changqing at your broadcasting station.”
“Why are you checking on her?” Zhan Mingwei sipped the hot tea in his hands leisurely, laughing. “Don’t tell me Dr. Song has his eye on our broadcasting station’s belle?”
“We already registered and got married.”
“What?” Zhan Mingwei almost fell out from his chair and took a long time to finally settle down. “It’s not April Fool’s Day today; don’t kid me like that.”
“I’m not kidding you,” Song Chuyi said solemnly.
“Don’t tell me it’s because…” Zhan Mingwei seemed to have guessed something but hesitated to complete his sentence. “Surely there’s no need for this.”
“We’re already married.” Song Chuyi sighed. “I should’ve chosen someone not from the industry, but now it’s too late to say all this.”
“Okay, I’ll help you check.” Zhan Mingwei grazed his chin in deep thought. “I have few interactions with the hosts from the station but I heard the secretary mention that the boss of the station, Boss Feng, has always wanted to sleep with your wife. Also, Boss Feng even came all the way here yesterday to say that Fu Yu from Shang Wei called him personally two days ago, saying that the second female lead in the station’s joint project had to be your wife. Otherwise, he would withdraw his investment. Aye, when do you think Yan Changqing got so close to Fu Yu?”
As she spoke, she gripped onto his hand and squatted down slowly. Her tears spattered onto the edge of his trousers.
Song Chuyi lifted her head with her eyes closed for half a minute silently, then he lowered his head and pulled her up. She clutched onto his sleeves tightly.
He pried her fingers off and with a complicated expression, he said: “No matter if you’re telling the truth or not, from the moment I saw you with Fu Yu, we were already done. You chose your path yourself, Guan Ying, so you’re on your own.”
He turned to leave after saying his piece.
The moment the door shut, Guan Ying stopped crying.
She was well aware of Song Chuyi’s personality. There was no hope of making him stay. She had to do it step by step. Tonight’s goal was to make him not hate her anymore.
At Lakeview Park, Song Chuyi returned home to a pitiful Robben alone at home.
He called Changqing but her phone was switched off and she wasn’t at the Yan’s when he called over.
He was annoyed, not knowing where this woman had gone again, and it looked like the punishment he gave her in the morning was still too light.
At Ruan Yang’s, the sun was already out when Changqing opened her eyes.
Song Chuyi’s angry face subconsciously flashed across her mind and she quickly got up to switch on her phone. There were three missed calls and one message from Song Chuyi.
“Yan Changqing, let me remind you—you have a husband, and you’re already married. You should at least have the decency to call if you’re staying out overnight. Don’t go overboard.”
Changqing looked at her cell phone for a while before replying in a text: “I said it before and I’ll say it again. When we got married, we agreed not to interfere with each other’s business. I only agreed not to create scandals. I don’t have to report to you whether or not I’m returning to your place to sleep. Furthermore, you have to understand that there are no feelings between the two of us. You don’t love me, nor do I love you. Please don’t control me like an old woman. Also, I’m going on a business trip soon. I won’t be back in the next few days.”
After she sent the message, Changqing felt relieved from her suppressed rage.
She decided not to bother with that Song Chuchu anymore and would never let him kiss her again.
What did he take her for? There would come a day when a sick cat would show its prowess.
Song Chuyi, who was driving towards the hospital’s parking lot, took out his phone and looked at the message. His face became as dark as the sky outside.
He wanted to smash his phone.
It was originally just a marriage in name and he didn’t have to treat her well, but seeing her childish demeanor sometimes made him feel that he had another little sister.
But it seemed there was no need for that anymore. She was just a callous woman.
He got out of the car, walked to his office and called Zhan Mingwei again. “Help me check the upcoming schedule of Yan Changqing at your broadcasting station.”
“Why are you checking on her?” Zhan Mingwei sipped the hot tea in his hands leisurely, laughing. “Don’t tell me Dr. Song has his eye on our broadcasting station’s belle?”
“We already registered and got married.”
“What?” Zhan Mingwei almost fell out from his chair and took a long time to finally settle down. “It’s not April Fool’s Day today; don’t kid me like that.”
“I’m not kidding you,” Song Chuyi said solemnly.
“Don’t tell me it’s because…” Zhan Mingwei seemed to have guessed something but hesitated to complete his sentence. “Surely there’s no need for this.”
“We’re already married.” Song Chuyi sighed. “I should’ve chosen someone not from the industry, but now it’s too late to say all this.”
“Okay, I’ll help you check.” Zhan Mingwei grazed his chin in deep thought. “I have few interactions with the hosts from the station but I heard the secretary mention that the boss of the station, Boss Feng, has always wanted to sleep with your wife. Also, Boss Feng even came all the way here yesterday to say that Fu Yu from Shang Wei called him personally two days ago, saying that the second female lead in the station’s joint project had to be your wife. Otherwise, he would withdraw his investment. Aye, when do you think Yan Changqing got so close to Fu Yu?”
