Chapter 78: Let Me Warm You Up Properly
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
A breeze blew and Changqing’s face blushed.
“Yeah, your nose is fine. If it were fake, it would’ve already been crooked.” His thin lips moved, spitting out words that almost drove Changqing to her grave.
“Song Chuyi, what do you mean? Did you think my nose was fake?”
Changqing really wanted to slap his handsome face. What kind of man was this? Under such circumstances with flowers blooming under the moonlight, he should be looking at her with deep emotions and saying something caring according to TV dramas.
“You understood it wrong; I was saying your nose is very real.”
“I can’t be bothered to talk to you.” Changqing snorted, lowering her head to pick up her luggage.
“Let me take it.” Song Chuyi bent down to lift it first.
Changqing was still angry. Since he wanted to carry it, she couldn’t be bothered as she walked straight into the villa.
Yan Lei, who was sitting in the dining room, turned his head and saw his daughter striding in proudly like a princess. He was gratified yet reprimanded her: “Look at you, you just returned and got Chuyi to help you carry this and that. You really don’t know how to be caring towards your husband.”
“It’s what I should do.” Song Chuyi appeared to be a good son-in-law.
Changqing didn’t like it and said purposely, “Dad, these things should be done by men. It was already very good of me not to make him come all the way to the set to pick me up.”
Song Chuyi looked at her after hearing that. Yan Lei waved his hand. “I can’t be bothered to tell you off.”
Auntie went up to Song Chuyi and said, “Mr. Song, you should eat first. Let me take the luggage up.”
“It’s quite heavy, let me do it.” Song Chuyi brought the luggage upstairs to Changqing’s room.
Auntie Zhang looked at his back that resembled a jade mountain and said, “Mr. Song really has the best character of all the people I’ve seen.”
Lin Yiqin made fun of her and said, “Auntie Zhang, am I not good?”
“Both of you are good, both of you are good.” Auntie Zhang smiled and looked at Changqing, “You’re very fortunate.”
Chuyi pouted. Her entire family was bought over by Song Chuyi.
When it was time for dinner, Yan Lei pulled out a bottle of red wine from nowhere and chuckled, saying, “Chuyi has bad alcohol tolerance. This time we’ll change to red wine.”
Song Chuyi and Changqing’s faces changed. Every time they drank, it seemed nothing good ever happened. Changqing quickly said, “Dad, can we have a proper meal? Drinking is bad for your health. Did you forget the doctor told you to drink less?”
“Didn’t you see? This is red wine—it improves blood circulation.” Yan Lei didn’t accept her argument.
Song Chuyi coughed gently. “Dad, I hurt my stomach last week when I drank and I haven’t felt very well these past few days. I’ll drink with you next time.”
“Yes, yes, yes, he really had a stomach ache from drinking before.” Changqing agreed.
Lin Yiqin smiled and looked at Changxin, saying, “Look, even Changqing knows how to dote on her husband. Shouldn’t you learn from her?”
“Haven’t I doted on you enough?” Changxin glared at him, smiling and putting a piece of chicken on his plate. “Husband, eat more.”
Yan Lei nodded with satisfaction and was in a better mood. The best thing for a person at his age would be to see his daughters living happily, although his daughters were married and he often felt lonely.
After dinner, Yan Lei got the two of them to stay. Changqing was also quite tired and was lazy to move again.
When she went to her changing room to get some clothes, she discovered a cupboard with a few sets of male clothing, including a set of pyjamas and underwear.
Changqing’s face flushed red when she saw the underwear, silently scolding Song Chuyi for being shameless, talking about marriage while even bringing his clothes over.
After her shower, she called Guan Ying worriedly. “Were you okay after I left? Did Chi Yining bully you?”
“No.” Her heart settled after hearing Guan Ying’s reply.
“That’s good, take care of yourself. That woman is very annoying.”
“Mm, I still have some stuff to do, so let’s talk tomorrow.” Guan Ying hung up with a concise statement. A shadow loomed in her clear eyes.
“Miss Guan Ying and Yan Changqing are indeed sisters with strong bonds,” Chi Yining who was sitting beside her laughed slightly. “A pity, CEO Fu didn’t have eyes for you even though you abandoned your pride and climbed into his bed. Fu Yu didn’t even look at you properly after coming to the production team for so many days. Look, after Yan Changqing left, your dinner isn’t even better than mine.”
Guan Ying took out her lipstick to reapply it expressionlessly. She had a night scene to shoot later on and had to be in her best condition.
“Because of Yan Changqing, nobody other than me even wants to talk to you. Do you think this is fun?” Chi Yining continued to say with overflowing interest. “Actually, we’re the same kind of person but you’re better than me. After all, doing things like spiking Fu Yu’s drink to climb up wasn’t something I’m capable of.”
Guan Ying’s expression changed and she snapped her mirror closed. Despite having lipstick on, her lips still looked bad.
“Are you curious about how I knew?” Chi Yining laughed coquettishly. “Actually, there are few secrets in this industry. Truth be told, I’m especially envious of people like Yan Changqing. She doesn’t need to work hard for anything and someone always presents her with the best, just like Fu Yu. He told our boss that if Yan Changqing wasn’t the second female lead, he wouldn’t shoot this drama. I think with one word from Yan Changqing, it would be no problem for her to even be the female lead. And you—who are you? Someone who stripped herself naked and climbed into Fu Yu’s bed.”
The fingers of Guan Ying’s right hand, which were on her knee, gripped together one by one.
At that moment, it was as though she was stripped naked and exposed.
Other than embarrassment, it was still an embarrassment.
Changqing laid lazily in her bed, posting on Weibo.
The room door opened and Song Chuyi walked in. She sat up straight and said, “Why did you come up so early?”
Song Chuyi looked at her nervousness and raised his eyebrows slightly, smiling at her. “Your brother-in-law said you seldom came back and I shouldn’t miss out on this fine time. He told me to welcome you back well.”
Changqing pondered over the statement and covered her face with the blanket, scolding him: “You men are all gangsters.”
“Which sentence did I say was gangster-like?” Song Chuyi asked back.
Changqing suddenly realized Song Chuyi was getting better at trapping her with words. She turned her head away and pointed at the blanket on the chaise lounge and said, “You’ll sleep on the floor tonight.”
Song Chuyi recalled how she tortured him on this bed previously and didn’t say anything.
After showering, he spread out the blanket and slept.
Changqing laid at the side of the bed watching him sleep and couldn’t put how she was feeling into words. All in all, it wasn’t what she thought it would be.
This wasn’t considered meeting after a long separation, but they hadn’t seen each other for four days. Shouldn’t he ask her how she did on set, whether she was happy…
She suddenly realized that the bottle of insect repellent might be wishful thinking on her part.
It was indeed frustrating to think too much on her part.
The next day, Changqing was woken up by Wen Tong’s phone call. “Get up this instant, you have a 10 o’clock shoot today.”
She got up and only then realized that Song Chuyi was no longer in the room. Perhaps he had already gone to work.
After changing, she went downstairs and almost rolled down the stairs after seeing the two people outside the French window.
Was there some mistake? Song Chuchu was actually practising Taichi with her father! However, Song Chuchu was wearing an army green shirt and in contrast with his fair skin, the aura he exuded while practising Taichi was imposing. The martial art which was usually practised by the elderly became high-end because of him.
Auntie Zhang smiled and said, “Mr. Song is really patient. Youngsters don’t usually practice this.”
“He had an old man character from the start.” Changqing pouted.
During breakfast, she kept glancing outside so much so that she thought she was running out of patience before Song Chuyi came back from outside.
Changqing looked at the time. It was almost nine. “You’re quite free today. No work?”
“Rest day.” Song Chuyi sat opposite her, resting one arm on the backrest, looking extremely pleasing to the eye.
“It’s rare for you to have rest days, so what do you plan to do today?” Changqing engulfed a wrap.
“Made plans with my friend to fish.”
Changqing was suddenly envious. She wanted to go out to sea and fish too, although she had no idea how to fish.
Why do I have a packed work schedule every day?
She was grieving when Song Chuyi’s phone rang. He stood up after the call and said, “My friend is here, so I’m off.”
Perfect. Changqing was almost done and went to the car park to drive her car out. She happened to see Song Chuyi getting into a Bugatti.
The car plate was all 0s.
Changqing was envious—Song Chuyi’s friend was way too rich. She saw in a magazine that the car alone cost more than 20 million.
Yu Qiong Company.
When Changqing arrived, Wen Tong was talking to a man in his forties, dressed in a suit.
“Changqing, come, let me introduce you. This is CEO Peng of Yu Qiong,” Wen Tong said.
“Miss Yan, how do you do?” CEO Peng said with a smile as he shook Changqing’s hand. “I had a lasting impression after seeing you in the stockings commercial and immediately got my employee to contact your assistant. I felt you were very suitable for our brand. Sexy. Mainly, sexy.”
While speaking, his gaze kept moving to her chest.
Changqing was a little uncomfortable but still had to thank him.
The director brought four sets of clothing over and said, “This time, the commercial is focused on portraying the vibes of the four seasons. Let’s start with spring and go in order. You don’t have to do your hair—just let it drape over your shoulders. Let the makeup artist do a look for you.”
Changqing took a look at the clothes. The lingerie was all very sexy and there was translucent and black sequined outerwear, but they only just covered the arms and waist. The area in front of the chest was exposed. There was one shirt with the back exposed and as for the bottoms, they were black stockings.
She frowned. She had never shot a commercial like this before.
Wen Tong pulled her to the side and said softly, “The clothes were vetted before the contract was signed and this is way better, considering it’s a lingerie commercial. All the major celebrities have it like this when they do a lingerie commercial.”
“How many major celebrities actually shoot this kind of commercial?” Changqing wasn’t very pleased.
“This commercial’s endorsement fee is thrice that of the commercials you did before,” Wen Tong said, “Isn’t this just letting others look at your cleavage? Which celebrity doesn’t show her cleavage?”
Wen Tong comforted her.
Changqing thought about it, and it seemed quite reasonable.
Harbor.
Song Chulang just boarded the yacht when he received a phone call from Song Chulang.
“Can you control your wife properly?”
“What’s wrong?” Song Chuyi pushed his sunglasses up.
“She’s currently shooting a lingerie commercial for Yu Qiong Company. Didn’t you even know?” Song Chulang said coldly, “A woman baring her chest outside. Where should the Songs put their face after seeing this commercial?”
“… Alright, got it.” Song Chuyi put the phone down expressionlessly.
Li Shaobin, who was wearing a pair of black pants and a red shirt, jumped on the yacht. He said flirtatiously, “Should I get a few babes up here?”
Song Chuyi’s cold face froze. “Do you know people from the Yu Qiong Company?”
Li Shaobin said proudly, “There are only people you can’t imagine; there isn’t one I don’t know. Why…”
“We’re not setting out to sea. Go to Yu Qiong with me.” Song Chuyi stepped off the yacht with large strides.
“F*ck, are you kidding me?” Li Shaobin was flabbergasted. He chased after Song Chuyi and said, “I pushed away a business worth millions just for today. Hey, can you walk slower? What are we going to Yu Qiong for?”
Song Chuchu told him about the commercial Yan Changqing was going to shoot. Li Shaobin pondered deeply with his hand on his chin. “Aye, Old Song, are you too stingy to your wife that she has to go and shoot a lingerie commercial?”
“… scram.”
Song Chuyi was in a fit of anger and wanted to stuff that mouth of his up with a towel that was used to wipe a patient’s body.
In the studio.
Changqing laid awkwardly on a red couch. There were many people around. On both sides, a fan was blowing at her long hair and thin outerwear. Her chest felt cool.
Wen Tong was also angry but could only endure, saying as amiably as she could, “CEO Peng, Yu Qiong is a large company and a big brand which goes for the high-end market, after all. If you shoot like this, the broadcasting station wouldn’t dare to play it.”
“Don’t worry, the film editor will delete some parts and the unabridged version can be put onto the web,” CEO Peng said arrogantly while smoking. “Commercials need gimmicks nowadays. This is considered good. How many celebrities don’t have a couple of these photos before they get famous? When you bring these out, people will say you have a good figure. If you can’t even deal with this, don’t shoot and leave this industry sooner. However, if you don’t shoot, it will be a breach of contract. Breaching the contract will cost twice the endorsement fee.”
Wen Tong was dumbfounded and could only look at Changqing.
Changqing looked embarrassed.
“CEO Peng, Li Shaobin is here.” Suddenly, an employee ran in hurriedly from outside the studio.
“Li Shaobin? Who’s that?” CEO Peng was very dissatisfied for being interrupted.
“Hehe, you even dared to come out and do business without even knowing my name.” An insolent voice picked up where he left off.
Two tall men appeared at the door. One of them looked clean and cold while the man who spoke wore a red shirt. A gold necklace as thick as a finger hung on his neck. He had a small earring on his ear and exuded a sense of evilness from head to toe.
After Changqing took a good look, she was dazed.
I’m finished. What’s Song Chuchu doing here?
Her body shrunk dejectedly, wanting to escape while no one was noticing.
She could already feel that killer gaze of Song Chuyi’s. She was sure he would mock her to death.
She didn’t want to see anyone again.
She lowered her head like an ostrich trying to hide.
CEO Peng’s face blackened. That employee ran to him and reminded him: “It’s Li Shaobin from the Li family.”
CEO Peng thought for a while and felt dead. Not to mention the entertainment industry, but even people from both the underworld and political world would want to escape like vermin at the mention of Li Shaobin from the Li family.
This Li Shaobin could be considered someone born with a silver spoon in his mouth. The Li’s relatives were big shots of either the political or business realm. Li Shaobin had two brothers before him who were the elites of the business and political realm, so their father was very glad, thinking that he had someone to take over his business. Hence, when he had his third son, he spoiled him a little too much, the same as the elders of the Li family. The result was that the boy became a little tyrant since primary school and the principal couldn’t do anything with him. The Lis also let him have his way, thinking the child was just insensible and allowed him to continue his tyrannies all the way to university and to society.
Until one time, he got into big trouble and made the Li family a little worried. Thus, they sent him to the army to be controlled, but after being in there for two years and getting into trouble every day, he was sent back without a choice.
Li Shaobin, who was trained for two years in the army, had strong fists and after he returned, he had been mixing around in the underworld, killing those he wasn’t pleased with. Therefore, there was a rumour going around Northern City that no matter who you provoked, you should never provoke Li Shaobin.
“Young Master Li, what brings you here?” CEO Peng composed himself and welcomed him with a smile.
Li Shaobin put on a fake smile, only looking at Song Chuyi who was beside him.
Everyone was astonished, including Changqing as she lifted her head up weakly.
He bent over and carried her up. His strict and severe gaze swept to a staff member who was standing at the side and he asked, “Where’s the changing room?”
An ineffable sense of pressure seemed to exude from him. The staff pointed to his right unknowingly.