“When you called me into the bathroom just now, was it actually because you wanted me to get all that food for you?” Qi Chengzhi’s eyes narrowed more and more as he looked suspiciously at her.
Song Yu would not admit it of course, so she stubbornly answered, “I really wanted you at that time and I got hungry after we did it.”
Qi Chengzhi looked at her half-smilingly. It would have been better if she kept quiet, because after what she said, Qi Chengzhi knew that she called him because she wanted him to buy food for her. Knowing how easily Song Yu felt ashamed, admitting that she wanted it was something she would never do.
It was a clear sign that she felt guilty.
His stares made her feel numb in the head, and he then got up to wear his clothes.
“Hubby?” Song Yu sat up and covered herself with her blanket.
Qi Chengzhi had already worn his pants and was in the midst of wearing his belt. His voice was coarse when he said, “I’ll get hard if you call me like that.”
“…” Red-faced, Song Yu could not help but look down and shy away from his gaze. Faced with his half-smiling expression, she felt that he was being too openly shameless and a rascal. In spite of that, she still found him handsome, even when he was being as shameless as that. “Where are you going?”
“To get food for you. You’re hungry right?” Qi Chengzhi said as he wore his shirt.
Song Yu smiled lovingly and shuffled to the edge of the bed, saying, “You’re the best, honey.”
Qi Chengzhi looked down and gave her a strong kiss on the lips. “So, after I come back and you’ve eaten, let’s go for round two?”
Song Yu hugged his waist and blushed, then kissed him on the lips, saying, “For the hot-and-sour noodles, just a little bit of chili powder will do. I can’t be eating food that’s too spicy, but it won’t be delicious if it’s not spicy at all.”
Qi Chengzhi curled his lips and watched on as she rattled off her demands so naturally that she did not even show the slightest hint of embarrassment. His mood improved significantly, as her actions were evidence that he had pampered her so well that she felt at ease when ordering him around.
She looked up at his affectionateness toward her. There was even a coyness in him that she did not notice.
“What other requests do you have?” Qi Chengzhi smiled and asked.
Song Yu shook her head to indicate that there was none, but for some reason she felt unwilling to let him go, since he had to go out in the dead of night for her sake. As she shook her head, her tender voice said, “Be careful on the road. Drive safely.”
“You’re worried but you still want me to go?” Qi Chengzhi raised an eyebrow.
Song Yu blushed shyly and hugged him. Her worries did nothing to suppress her hunger, and there was nothing she could do about it.
Qi Chengzhi cupped her tender cheeks. “Wait here.”
Song Yu released him, after which he took the car keys and left. Song Yu subsequently got up and dressed herself in a bathrobe so she could dry off her hair in the bathroom. Feeling bored, she sat back on the bed and watched TV, while also scrolling through her WeChat Moments as well as Weibo.
When she was on Weibo, Han Zhuoli sent a piece of news regarding the celebrity’s event. As she was reading it, another notification popped up on WeChat, with Han Zhuoli proclaiming to the group: [Qi Chengzhi got a room with Song Yu.]
Gui Zhiqian: [Still very passionate even through they’re married!]
Yan Beicheng: [How’d you know?]
Han Zhuoli: [Hehe, they went to the hotel managed by my company. Didn’t even try to keep a low profile. They told it all to the reporters!]
Wei Zilin: [Damn!]
Yan Beicheng: [This is Qi Chengzhi’s doing.]
Wei Ziqian: [Song Yu’s still pregnant, it won’t be easy for her.]
Song Yu originally intended to feign ignorance, but in the end they all called out to her.
Gui Zhiqian: [Lil sis Xiao Yu!]
Wei Zilin: [Lil sis Xiao Yu!]
Han Zhuoli: [Lil sis Xiao Yu!]
She then received a message from Yan Beicheng. [Go and look in the group.]
Song Yu was speechless.
Before she could ignore the message, Qi Chenglin phoned her. There was no way Song Yu could decline the call, so she picked it up and heard, “Sis-in-law, take a look in the group.”
Song Yu was still at a loss for words.
‘Whose side is he on?’
Song Yu hung up and tapped into the group conversation. She asked: [How did you know I was pregnant?]
Han Zhuoli: [Lao Chu told us!]
Chu Zhaoyang: [Hehe.]
Song Yu: […]
Chu Zhaoyang was usually very quiet, so why was it that he was such a loose cannon when it came to really important stuff?
Song Yu: [If that’s all, I’ll be going.]
Han Zhuoli: [Busy romping?]
Gui Zhiqian: [Is Qi Chengzhi asking you to hurry?]
Qi Chengzhi: [Enough. All of you.]
Yan Beicheng: [YO he’s finally here. Why were you so silent?]
Qi Chengzhi: [I’m at a hot-and-sour noodle shop.]
Everyone: […]
Han Zhuoli: [When did you start eating this kind of pedestrian food?]
Qi Chengzhi: [Song Yu wants it.]
Han Zhuoli: [Haha, WIFE’S SLAVE.]
Chu Zhaoyang: [Hehe.]
Qi Chengzhi: [Does this mean you don’t want to get married?]
Han Zhuoli: [Don’t let my grandmother hear all your nonsense. I want a wife and a baby!]
Gui Zhiqian: [I think your only hope is through blind dates. Everyone you meet are actresses, and none of them are reliable.]
Yan Beicheng: [Let Song Yu introduce one to ya! If you want someone reliable, you gotta ask someone reliable. Birds of a feather flock together. Those who are on good terms with Song Yu are surely good people too.]
The sudden onslaught of mischievous comments was something Song Yu had still not gotten used to.
Gui Zhiqian: [That friend of Song Yu’s doesn’t seem too bad. Miss Ruan’s her name. She looks alright. When she went to Song Yu’s wedding, she didn’t try to flirt around and it didn’t seem like she was using the opportunity to meet those rich men and try to connect with them. Her intentions are pretty pure.]
Han Zhuoli: [Really? I think I remember too. She looks quite pretty. Song Yu, how about you introduce her to us?]
Once that message was sent, Song Yu saw a line of grey words on the screen: [Gui Zhiqian left the group.]
Then, another. [Han Zhuoli left the group.]
Yan Beicheng: [Yo, what’s up with these two? Why did they leave after saying that?”
Chu Zhaoyang: [Hehe, they were kicked out.]
Yan Beicheng. [Ehhhh? We can kick people? Lemme try.]
Yan Beicheng was quiet for some time before he appeared again. [I can’t kick anyone out. How do you kick someone?]
Chu Zhaoyang: [Qi Chenglin is the admin. He can do the kicking.]
Yan Beicheng: [Yo, Qi Chenglin. Did you kick them?]
Qi Chenglin sent an emoji of a cool face with sunglasses.
Yan Beicheng: [EH? Why did you kick them out when all they did was mention Miss Ruan?]
A deafening silence appeared in the group.
Yan Beicheng: [OHH I SEEEE]
Chu Zhaoyang: [HEHE]
Song Yu: […]
Wei Ziqian: [Same like your big brother. Petty]
Yan Beicheng: [Those two idiots didn’t know a thing. If they knew that you like Miss Ruan, they won’t be thinking about her at all. Bring them back into the group and warn them!]
Soon enough, another row of words appeared on the screen: [Wei Ziqi invited Han Zhuoli and Gui Zhiqian into the group]
Yan Beicheng: [Yo, why can you add them in, Wei Ziqi?]
Wei Ziqi: […]
Chu Zhaoyang: [Go and learn how to use WeChat, don’t embarrass yourself.]
Yan Beicheng: […]
Gui Zhiqian: [Why did you kick us out for no reason! Can you control him, Qi Chengzhi?]
Han Zhuoli: [Yeah. Impatient.]
Quite some time had passed, but Qi Chengzhi still did not respond.
All Song Yu could say was: [He’s probably driving now.]
Han Zhuoli: [Aren’t you guys getting it on in the room? Why aren’t you together? Or are you going to have fun in the car?]
Song Yu: [Do you still want a wife?]
Han Zhuoli: […]
The rest of the group then began making fun of Han Zhuoli. No one else poked fun at Song Yu and Qi Chengzhi anymore.
After a while, she heard a swipe at the door. Song Yu got down from the bed and saw Qi Chengzhi holding three plastic bags. They were extremely thin, low-cost plastic bags.
Along with his entrance came the delicious aroma of food.
“Was there any traffic jam?” Song Yu went over immediately and took the food from his hands.
“Not really,” Qi Chengzhi replied. He bought enough of each for one person, but he knew that Song Yu would not be able to finish all three portions. He would be tasked to deal with the leftovers.
All of a sudden, Song Yu felt like she wanted to know how Qi Chengzhi looked like when he was standing at a snack stall dressed in such expensive clothes. The smell of smoke would have permeated into his shirt, and his slender fingers would have been holding twenty or so dollars. When he paid, his elegance and elite persona must have been a stark contrast to all the other ordinary citizens.
She placed the snacks on the table and tiptoed to kiss him. “Sorry to put you through that trouble, Hubby.”
The cold night air was still lingering on Qi Chengzhi’s body. He looked very casual as his sleeves remained folded up to his elbows. When Song Yu kissed him, he instinctively wrapped his arms around her waist. A sense of pride was present when he saw how his actions made her bubbling with radiance. He squeezed her soft body and lowered his head to kiss her.
“Time to eat.” Qi Chengzhi led her to sit down. “The weather is hot so it didn’t turn cold too fast.”
Song Yu held the food. It was still very hot, which made her feel a bit worried. “You didn’t speed on your way back right?”
“What are you thinking about? There’s no way I can speed with the road conditions in B City.” Qi Chengzhi sat beside her. His hands hugged her waist instinctively.
Song Yu opened the container of hot-and-sour noodles, then drank a spoonful of soup. Qi Chengzhi saw that and shuddered. “You’re only allowed to eat these things once-in-a-while. It’s not nutritious at all. When I was waiting, I saw the vendor add all kinds of unknown flavorings, and I was just shocked to see all that. And the pan-fried stuffed buns, the oil wasn’t very clean.”
“I know. I just wanted to satisfy my craving this time. I was really craving it.” Song Yu took a bite out of the bun, leaving her lips glossy with oil. “When we eat out, you only ever let me eat at Dynasty. Dynasty does have this kind of snacks, but they taste very different from those stalls. Grandma and Mom are always keeping watch over me, and whenever they see me, they’ll say that I can’t eat this and that because it’s bad for me. I just feel like my mouth is really bland right now.”
Qi Chengzhi smiled and took out a tissue from the tissue box, wiping her mouth with it. “Back then, Youxuan was directly brought home by Chenglin, so Grandma didn’t get too emotionally invested. Now, she’s paying special attention to your firstborn.”
Speaking of Qi Chenglin, Song Yu recounted the episode that happened inside the group chat. “Looks like Chenglin is chasing after Danchen. If that’s not the case, he wouldn’t have kicked out Han Zhuoli and Gui Zhiqian just because they made a joke.”
Qi Chengzhi simply smiled while Song Yu was happy from eating all that food. Slurping some noodles, she said, “Now that I think about it, you both are really brothers. Both petty.”
“Who are you talking about?” Qi Chengzhi grasped her waist more tightly and was about to stretch his hand over to take away the bowl of noodles from her. “Don’t eat so much. It’s all full of seasoning.”
“See, aren’t you the petty one here?” Song Yu latched onto her bowl of noodles and quickly sweet-talked him. “To tell you the truth, I think it’s good to be petty and intolerant of people who lust after someone you love. I like it.”
Song Yu held the hot-and-sour noodles and kissed him in order to coax him.
Qi Chengzhi looked askance at her and licked his lips, tasting the hot-and-sour flavor. Song Yu felt guilty because of his gaze and smiled awkwardly. She placed the bowl of noodles down and said, “I’m full.”
Qi Chengzhi took her chopsticks without saying a word and chowed down on her remaining food.
…
…
Qi Chengzhi ordered room service the next morning and they even brought him a copy of the morning paper.
As he had breakfast, he read the news on world affairs while Song Yu browsed through the entertainment section. She flipped and noticed that Qi Chengzhi appeared on the pages.
The picture depicted him holding the food from the previous night. Although he was only visible through his rear figure, it did not look befitting at all.
The headline read: Qi Chengzhi spent a wonderful night with his wife in a hotel, but two hours later, he went out to get some supper for his wife.
“…” Song Yu placed the paper to one side. “Reporters nowadays seem to have nothing better to do. They even want to report these kinds of things.”
Qi Chengzhi looked at the paper and replied plainly, “Just wait for Grandma’s call.”
Song Yu thought of the street snacks that was shown on the paper and felt a headache come over her immediately.
True enough, the old lady came calling barely moments after Qi Chengzhi completed his sentence.
Feeling numb in the head, Song Yu greeted, “Grandma.”
“My dear Song Yu, you ate some unhealthy food last night?” the old lady asked calmly.
“Grandma, I just suddenly felt like eating it. I don’t know what happened, but this is the first time since the pregnancy that I really wanted to eat something. I really craved it, and I felt that I’ll be moody if I didn’t eat it,” Song Yu explained softly.
After hearing that, the old lady immediately said, “One of the most important things in a pregnancy is your emotions. Okay then, since you really wanted it, then once or twice on occasion is fine. Most importantly, you can’t let yourself suffer, but you can’t eat too much alright.”
Song Yu answered obediently, hung up, then sighed. “I’m really scared that Grandma isn’t happy.”
“Yet you still eat?” Qi Chengzhi asked jokingly.
Song Yu pursed her lips and drank up her milk.
…
…
When the two of them checked out of the room, Song Yu was afraid to look at the receptionists in the front desk. She wished she could just cover herself up with a mask. The two of them went home and changed clothes before going to the manor.
Qi Chenglin was on a business trip the previous day, so they postponed the gathering by one day.
Everyone was present by the time the couple came back. Upon seeing them, Qi Chenglin smiled insinuatingly. “Hehe, you’re only back now eh!”
Song Yu felt so shy that she did not dare to meet with any of her elders. She even felt embarrassed to meet Cheng Dongge and Qi Chengyue.
Grandfather Qi huffed and threw the newspaper onto the coffee table, saying, “Can you two keep a low profile? You let the entire city know that you were getting a room! I went for some Taichi this morning and when people saw me, do you know what they said? They said, ‘Hey Lao Qi, you should tell those youngsters to control themselves so they won’t injure your great-grandson.’ Oh, the shame!”
“When you called me into the bathroom just now, was it actually because you wanted me to get all that food for you?” Qi Chengzhi’s eyes narrowed more and more as he looked suspiciously at her.
Song Yu would not admit it of course, so she stubbornly answered, “I really wanted you at that time and I got hungry after we did it.”
Qi Chengzhi looked at her half-smilingly. It would have been better if she kept quiet, because after what she said, Qi Chengzhi knew that she called him because she wanted him to buy food for her. Knowing how easily Song Yu felt ashamed, admitting that she wanted it was something she would never do.
It was a clear sign that she felt guilty.
His stares made her feel numb in the head, and he then got up to wear his clothes.
“Hubby?” Song Yu sat up and covered herself with her blanket.
Qi Chengzhi had already worn his pants and was in the midst of wearing his belt. His voice was coarse when he said, “I’ll get hard if you call me like that.”
“…” Red-faced, Song Yu could not help but look down and shy away from his gaze. Faced with his half-smiling expression, she felt that he was being too openly shameless and a rascal. In spite of that, she still found him handsome, even when he was being as shameless as that. “Where are you going?”
“To get food for you. You’re hungry right?” Qi Chengzhi said as he wore his shirt.
Song Yu smiled lovingly and shuffled to the edge of the bed, saying, “You’re the best, honey.”
Qi Chengzhi looked down and gave her a strong kiss on the lips. “So, after I come back and you’ve eaten, let’s go for round two?”
Song Yu hugged his waist and blushed, then kissed him on the lips, saying, “For the hot-and-sour noodles, just a little bit of chili powder will do. I can’t be eating food that’s too spicy, but it won’t be delicious if it’s not spicy at all.”
Qi Chengzhi curled his lips and watched on as she rattled off her demands so naturally that she did not even show the slightest hint of embarrassment. His mood improved significantly, as her actions were evidence that he had pampered her so well that she felt at ease when ordering him around.
She looked up at his affectionateness toward her. There was even a coyness in him that she did not notice.
“What other requests do you have?” Qi Chengzhi smiled and asked.
Song Yu shook her head to indicate that there was none, but for some reason she felt unwilling to let him go, since he had to go out in the dead of night for her sake. As she shook her head, her tender voice said, “Be careful on the road. Drive safely.”
“You’re worried but you still want me to go?” Qi Chengzhi raised an eyebrow.
Song Yu blushed shyly and hugged him. Her worries did nothing to suppress her hunger, and there was nothing she could do about it.
Qi Chengzhi cupped her tender cheeks. “Wait here.”
Song Yu released him, after which he took the car keys and left. Song Yu subsequently got up and dressed herself in a bathrobe so she could dry off her hair in the bathroom. Feeling bored, she sat back on the bed and watched TV, while also scrolling through her WeChat Moments as well as Weibo.
When she was on Weibo, Han Zhuoli sent a piece of news regarding the celebrity’s event. As she was reading it, another notification popped up on WeChat, with Han Zhuoli proclaiming to the group: [Qi Chengzhi got a room with Song Yu.]
Gui Zhiqian: [Still very passionate even through they’re married!]
Yan Beicheng: [How’d you know?]
Han Zhuoli: [Hehe, they went to the hotel managed by my company. Didn’t even try to keep a low profile. They told it all to the reporters!]
Wei Zilin: [Damn!]
Yan Beicheng: [This is Qi Chengzhi’s doing.]
Wei Ziqian: [Song Yu’s still pregnant, it won’t be easy for her.]
Song Yu originally intended to feign ignorance, but in the end they all called out to her.
Gui Zhiqian: [Lil sis Xiao Yu!]
Wei Zilin: [Lil sis Xiao Yu!]
Han Zhuoli: [Lil sis Xiao Yu!]
She then received a message from Yan Beicheng. [Go and look in the group.]
Song Yu was speechless.
Before she could ignore the message, Qi Chenglin phoned her. There was no way Song Yu could decline the call, so she picked it up and heard, “Sis-in-law, take a look in the group.”
Song Yu was still at a loss for words.
‘Whose side is he on?’
Song Yu hung up and tapped into the group conversation. She asked: [How did you know I was pregnant?]
Han Zhuoli: [Lao Chu told us!]
Chu Zhaoyang: [Hehe.]
Song Yu: […]
Chu Zhaoyang was usually very quiet, so why was it that he was such a loose cannon when it came to really important stuff?
Song Yu: [If that’s all, I’ll be going.]
Han Zhuoli: [Busy romping?]
Gui Zhiqian: [Is Qi Chengzhi asking you to hurry?]
Qi Chengzhi: [Enough. All of you.]
Yan Beicheng: [YO he’s finally here. Why were you so silent?]
Qi Chengzhi: [I’m at a hot-and-sour noodle shop.]
Everyone: […]
Han Zhuoli: [When did you start eating this kind of pedestrian food?]
Qi Chengzhi: [Song Yu wants it.]
Han Zhuoli: [Haha, WIFE’S SLAVE.]
Chu Zhaoyang: [Hehe.]
Qi Chengzhi: [Does this mean you don’t want to get married?]
Han Zhuoli: [Don’t let my grandmother hear all your nonsense. I want a wife and a baby!]
Gui Zhiqian: [I think your only hope is through blind dates. Everyone you meet are actresses, and none of them are reliable.]
Yan Beicheng: [Let Song Yu introduce one to ya! If you want someone reliable, you gotta ask someone reliable. Birds of a feather flock together. Those who are on good terms with Song Yu are surely good people too.]
The sudden onslaught of mischievous comments was something Song Yu had still not gotten used to.
Gui Zhiqian: [That friend of Song Yu’s doesn’t seem too bad. Miss Ruan’s her name. She looks alright. When she went to Song Yu’s wedding, she didn’t try to flirt around and it didn’t seem like she was using the opportunity to meet those rich men and try to connect with them. Her intentions are pretty pure.]
Han Zhuoli: [Really? I think I remember too. She looks quite pretty. Song Yu, how about you introduce her to us?]
Once that message was sent, Song Yu saw a line of grey words on the screen: [Gui Zhiqian left the group.]
Then, another. [Han Zhuoli left the group.]
Yan Beicheng: [Yo, what’s up with these two? Why did they leave after saying that?”
Chu Zhaoyang: [Hehe, they were kicked out.]
Yan Beicheng. [Ehhhh? We can kick people? Lemme try.]
Yan Beicheng was quiet for some time before he appeared again. [I can’t kick anyone out. How do you kick someone?]
Chu Zhaoyang: [Qi Chenglin is the admin. He can do the kicking.]
Yan Beicheng: [Yo, Qi Chenglin. Did you kick them?]
Qi Chenglin sent an emoji of a cool face with sunglasses.
Yan Beicheng: [EH? Why did you kick them out when all they did was mention Miss Ruan?]
A deafening silence appeared in the group.
Yan Beicheng: [OHH I SEEEE]
Chu Zhaoyang: [HEHE]
Song Yu: […]
Wei Ziqian: [Same like your big brother. Petty]
Yan Beicheng: [Those two idiots didn’t know a thing. If they knew that you like Miss Ruan, they won’t be thinking about her at all. Bring them back into the group and warn them!]
Soon enough, another row of words appeared on the screen: [Wei Ziqi invited Han Zhuoli and Gui Zhiqian into the group]
Yan Beicheng: [Yo, why can you add them in, Wei Ziqi?]
Wei Ziqi: […]
Chu Zhaoyang: [Go and learn how to use WeChat, don’t embarrass yourself.]
Yan Beicheng: […]
Gui Zhiqian: [Why did you kick us out for no reason! Can you control him, Qi Chengzhi?]
Han Zhuoli: [Yeah. Impatient.]
Quite some time had passed, but Qi Chengzhi still did not respond.
All Song Yu could say was: [He’s probably driving now.]
Han Zhuoli: [Aren’t you guys getting it on in the room? Why aren’t you together? Or are you going to have fun in the car?]
Song Yu: [Do you still want a wife?]
Han Zhuoli: […]
The rest of the group then began making fun of Han Zhuoli. No one else poked fun at Song Yu and Qi Chengzhi anymore.
After a while, she heard a swipe at the door. Song Yu got down from the bed and saw Qi Chengzhi holding three plastic bags. They were extremely thin, low-cost plastic bags.
Along with his entrance came the delicious aroma of food.
“Was there any traffic jam?” Song Yu went over immediately and took the food from his hands.
“Not really,” Qi Chengzhi replied. He bought enough of each for one person, but he knew that Song Yu would not be able to finish all three portions. He would be tasked to deal with the leftovers.
All of a sudden, Song Yu felt like she wanted to know how Qi Chengzhi looked like when he was standing at a snack stall dressed in such expensive clothes. The smell of smoke would have permeated into his shirt, and his slender fingers would have been holding twenty or so dollars. When he paid, his elegance and elite persona must have been a stark contrast to all the other ordinary citizens.
She placed the snacks on the table and tiptoed to kiss him. “Sorry to put you through that trouble, Hubby.”
The cold night air was still lingering on Qi Chengzhi’s body. He looked very casual as his sleeves remained folded up to his elbows. When Song Yu kissed him, he instinctively wrapped his arms around her waist. A sense of pride was present when he saw how his actions made her bubbling with radiance. He squeezed her soft body and lowered his head to kiss her.
“Time to eat.” Qi Chengzhi led her to sit down. “The weather is hot so it didn’t turn cold too fast.”
Song Yu held the food. It was still very hot, which made her feel a bit worried. “You didn’t speed on your way back right?”
“What are you thinking about? There’s no way I can speed with the road conditions in B City.” Qi Chengzhi sat beside her. His hands hugged her waist instinctively.
Song Yu opened the container of hot-and-sour noodles, then drank a spoonful of soup. Qi Chengzhi saw that and shuddered. “You’re only allowed to eat these things once-in-a-while. It’s not nutritious at all. When I was waiting, I saw the vendor add all kinds of unknown flavorings, and I was just shocked to see all that. And the pan-fried stuffed buns, the oil wasn’t very clean.”
“I know. I just wanted to satisfy my craving this time. I was really craving it.” Song Yu took a bite out of the bun, leaving her lips glossy with oil. “When we eat out, you only ever let me eat at Dynasty. Dynasty does have this kind of snacks, but they taste very different from those stalls. Grandma and Mom are always keeping watch over me, and whenever they see me, they’ll say that I can’t eat this and that because it’s bad for me. I just feel like my mouth is really bland right now.”
Qi Chengzhi smiled and took out a tissue from the tissue box, wiping her mouth with it. “Back then, Youxuan was directly brought home by Chenglin, so Grandma didn’t get too emotionally invested. Now, she’s paying special attention to your firstborn.”
Speaking of Qi Chenglin, Song Yu recounted the episode that happened inside the group chat. “Looks like Chenglin is chasing after Danchen. If that’s not the case, he wouldn’t have kicked out Han Zhuoli and Gui Zhiqian just because they made a joke.”
Qi Chengzhi simply smiled while Song Yu was happy from eating all that food. Slurping some noodles, she said, “Now that I think about it, you both are really brothers. Both petty.”
“Who are you talking about?” Qi Chengzhi grasped her waist more tightly and was about to stretch his hand over to take away the bowl of noodles from her. “Don’t eat so much. It’s all full of seasoning.”
“See, aren’t you the petty one here?” Song Yu latched onto her bowl of noodles and quickly sweet-talked him. “To tell you the truth, I think it’s good to be petty and intolerant of people who lust after someone you love. I like it.”
Song Yu held the hot-and-sour noodles and kissed him in order to coax him.
Qi Chengzhi looked askance at her and licked his lips, tasting the hot-and-sour flavor. Song Yu felt guilty because of his gaze and smiled awkwardly. She placed the bowl of noodles down and said, “I’m full.”
Qi Chengzhi took her chopsticks without saying a word and chowed down on her remaining food.
…
…
Qi Chengzhi ordered room service the next morning and they even brought him a copy of the morning paper.
As he had breakfast, he read the news on world affairs while Song Yu browsed through the entertainment section. She flipped and noticed that Qi Chengzhi appeared on the pages.
The picture depicted him holding the food from the previous night. Although he was only visible through his rear figure, it did not look befitting at all.
The headline read: Qi Chengzhi spent a wonderful night with his wife in a hotel, but two hours later, he went out to get some supper for his wife.
“…” Song Yu placed the paper to one side. “Reporters nowadays seem to have nothing better to do. They even want to report these kinds of things.”
Qi Chengzhi looked at the paper and replied plainly, “Just wait for Grandma’s call.”
Song Yu thought of the street snacks that was shown on the paper and felt a headache come over her immediately.
True enough, the old lady came calling barely moments after Qi Chengzhi completed his sentence.
Feeling numb in the head, Song Yu greeted, “Grandma.”
“My dear Song Yu, you ate some unhealthy food last night?” the old lady asked calmly.
“Grandma, I just suddenly felt like eating it. I don’t know what happened, but this is the first time since the pregnancy that I really wanted to eat something. I really craved it, and I felt that I’ll be moody if I didn’t eat it,” Song Yu explained softly.
After hearing that, the old lady immediately said, “One of the most important things in a pregnancy is your emotions. Okay then, since you really wanted it, then once or twice on occasion is fine. Most importantly, you can’t let yourself suffer, but you can’t eat too much alright.”
Song Yu answered obediently, hung up, then sighed. “I’m really scared that Grandma isn’t happy.”
“Yet you still eat?” Qi Chengzhi asked jokingly.
Song Yu pursed her lips and drank up her milk.
…
…
When the two of them checked out of the room, Song Yu was afraid to look at the receptionists in the front desk. She wished she could just cover herself up with a mask. The two of them went home and changed clothes before going to the manor.
Qi Chenglin was on a business trip the previous day, so they postponed the gathering by one day.
Everyone was present by the time the couple came back. Upon seeing them, Qi Chenglin smiled insinuatingly. “Hehe, you’re only back now eh!”
Song Yu felt so shy that she did not dare to meet with any of her elders. She even felt embarrassed to meet Cheng Dongge and Qi Chengyue.
Grandfather Qi huffed and threw the newspaper onto the coffee table, saying, “Can you two keep a low profile? You let the entire city know that you were getting a room! I went for some Taichi this morning and when people saw me, do you know what they said? They said, ‘Hey Lao Qi, you should tell those youngsters to control themselves so they won’t injure your great-grandson.’ Oh, the shame!”
