Chapter 116: Haven’t You Already Given Me Up To Guan Ying?
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
However, why were humans so weird? It had just been a few days, yet the relationship had turned into this.
“I… want to thank you on behalf of Guan Ying,” Changqing said softly as she clenched her teeth.
Song Chuyi squinted his eyes slightly, after a while, he looked away and said lightly, “What’s there to thank me for? Haven’t you already given me up to Guan Ying?”
Changqing’s hands and feet suddenly turned cold.
She watched that cold face that was enveloped by smoke foolishly. She tried hard, wanting to make something out but she couldn’t.
What did he mean by that?
Did I give him up?
She just didn’t know how to face it.
She didn’t want to give him up.
Her face was as pale as ceramic glaze, blank and at a loss.
“I didn’t … no…” she stuttered.
“Changqing, from the moment you let Fu Yu pull you away and left that day, you already gave me up.” Song Chuyi’s eyes were so dark that she couldn’t see through them. “I’m not an object that you can toss around. Have you respected my feelings? You haven’t. Guan Ying saved you and you happened to think that she still had feelings for me and in order to repay her, you gave me up. Of course, for you to give me up so easily, it means I’m not at all important to you…”
“It’s not like that…” Changqing started with difficulty. Her intuition told her that if she didn’t say something, it would be over between the two of them.
“I’m telling you very clearly now, Changqing,” Song Chuyi interrupted her. He frowned with antipathy. “I will never make up with Guan Ying. I helped her today only because she and her mother are patients at this hospital. At the same time, I knew her from before and I know about her family’s situation. She has no relatives in Northern City, so I took a little extra care of her and it isn’t just her. I take very good care of all my patients. I don’t just take the responsibility of curing my patients. Changqing, you really don’t understand me at all.”
“Actually, now that our marriage has come to this, there isn’t much point to it anymore. I think it would be best if we find time to get a divorce. That way, it would be good for me and you’d also be very happy.”
Divorce…
Changqing thought, How did things get to this state?
On the way to his office, she thought if Song Chuyi scolded her or punished her, she would be able to endure it all.
If he said he had decided to reconcile with Guan Ying, she would concede no matter how reluctant she was.
But Song Chuyi said he wouldn’t reconcile with Guan Ying and wanted to get a divorce with her.
His gaze was so serious and the way he looked at her was so unfamiliar.
Changqing’s mind seemed to have suddenly gone blank.
Perhaps she couldn’t accept this fact.
“Song Chuchu, I admit that I shouldn’t have left that day. I was in the wrong, but Guan Ying was in that state at that time…” Changqing started with her eyes red.
“So does that mean if Guan Ying was unhappy in the future, I’d be the person you would push out at any time in order to make her happy? Who do you think you are? What right do you have to determine which woman I should be with?” Song Chuyi laughed coldly. “Aren’t you also constantly regretting deep inside that you chose your good friend’s ex as your husband? You married me only because the Yan family needed money, so you don’t have to be hypocritical in front of me right now. Don’t worry, even if we get a divorce, the Song family won’t withdraw our investments in the Yan family. Besides, even if the Song family were to withdraw our investments, you still have a childhood sweetheart, Fu Yu, who would make up the shortage for the Yan family any time.”
When he said that, he couldn’t hold back the detest in his eyes.
Changqing seemed to have understood something.
She was detested by him.
Just because she left with Fu Yu and abandoned him in the hospital that day, he detested her.
He thought everything that happened before was because she wanted the Yan family to receive help from the Song family.
There hadn’t been a single call from him these past few days and he didn’t go home because he simply didn’t want to be with her anymore.
The thought of losing this person in the future suddenly filled Changqing with fear.
She regretted it. She regretted having the thought of giving him up.
After you took the first step in letting go, there were certain things that you would really start to lose.
This feeling was very similar to what she felt when she stood in the courtyard, watching Fu Yu and his family leaving.
She took many years to finally start afresh, so how long would it take for her to forget this person again this time?
The expression on her face that was about to break out in tears moved Song Chuyi slightly for a very short moment, but it was only that short moment before he dismissed that thought.
Wasn’t she best at this pitiful look?
No matter which woman he looked for, he shouldn’t have gotten with an actress.
Zhan Mingwei told him this before and it really f*cking made sense.
The cigarette in his hand was about to burn to the end. He pressed it onto the ashtray and said, “If there’s nothing else, you should leave, I have family members of patients coming over later…”
He already didn’t want to say anything more.
Changqing’s face was so pale it looked worse than the patients outside.
She suddenly understood that in the past, the right she had to act coquettishly and throw tantrums were given by a man. Now, the man wanted to take back all the rights he gave away. All these tactics were redundant.
He would only feel disgusted if she cried and if she kicked up a fuss, he would only detest her.
Changqing turned away numbly, left the office and returned to her car. She locked the car doors.
Should she be happy? From today onwards, she wouldn’t have to feel like she let Guan Ying down and she would never have to think about the day when she would fall out with Guan Ying over a man.
She wanted to laugh but cried out instead.
She also didn’t know how she got back to Lakeview Residence. At home, only Robben was there. In the past, Auntie Wang, who would always come at this time every day, didn’t come to make dinner either.
She packed her clothes and shoes, stuffing everything in without any order.
Robben seemed to have detected something, whimpering by her side. His dark eyes looked like he was about to cry.
He didn’t cry but Changqing ended up crying first. She hugged Robben and cried until he was dark. “Robben… woowoo… we might not have a chance to see each other again in the future… you… have to be obedient… don’t keep making Song Chuchu… mad. Otherwise, he won’t give you food again…”
Robben whimpered more.
Around eight at night, Song Chuyi returned with exhaustion after talking to the deceased’s family. Robben ran over quickly and bit on to the leg of his trousers then ran towards Changqing’s room which was wide open.
From this angle, he could just see a large luggage bag.
He was startled and walked over after changing his shoes.
In the bedroom, she had basically cleared out the things she brought over and the room had almost returned to the state it was in when she first moved in. The pink bedsheet and blankets were bought by him along with the polar bear, so she didn’t take them with her.
Song Chuyi was stupefied for a while, and a sense of emptiness started to spread from his heart.
Changqing walked out with a toothbrush and toothpaste from the bathroom and her tears almost flowed out again when she saw his silhouette standing by the door. She held it in with all her might, saying slowly in a hoarse voice, “I… I was thinking… since we’re getting a divorce… I decided to move out first… that way it’ll be better for both of us.”
“Move back to the Yan’s?” Song Chuyi asked in a low voice.
“… No… that’s not it.” Changqing shook her head. If she were to move back to the Yan’s at this moment, it would definitely alarm Yan Lei. She still wasn’t mentally prepared for that. “I’ll first go… stay at my friend’s house for a while… I’m afraid my Dad won’t be able to accept it at the moment…”
Song Chuyi watched her silently for a while and nodded. “It’s so late. Move tomorrow.”
Changqing felt like her heart was about to break into pieces. Previously, she also brought up the matter of getting a divorce and moving out. Back then, he still told her to move out another day. This time, he said to move out tomorrow right away.
It looked like he didn’t have any intention of holding her back.
She didn’t know what she was still hoping for.
“No, tomorrow… I don’t have time, I have work tomorrow. It’s the same whether I move earlier or later.” She lowered her head and stuffed the toothpaste into her bag. Her tears fell on the back of her hand. Her hair draped over and covered it. Song Chuyi didn’t see it at all and only took it to mean that she couldn’t wait to move out. That way, she could be with Fu Yu freely.
“Up to you.” He pressed his glabella. “But you can’t move so many things alone, so I’ll get a moving company to help you.”
He turned away to make the call.
Changqing was in a daze.
The moving company came very quickly and they helped her load her things onto the car.
When she was leaving, Robben bit on to her trousers with all his might, refusing to let go. Changqing couldn’t hold back and ended up crying.
“Robben, come back,” Song Chuyi commanded coldly.
Robben whimpered and looked at him and at last, he hung his head low under Song Chuyi’s cold gaze.
Changqing placed the key on the shoe cabinet and said sadly, “I’m leaving the key here. Contact me anytime when you think of a date to get a divorce…”
The door closed softly.
Song Chuyi’s stiff silhouette, which was leaning on the couch, slowly fell back onto the back of the chair.
This house seemed to be as quiet as it was before.
Robben jumped up on to the couch and placed his head into Song Chuyi’s embrace, looking equally upset.
Song Chuyi stroked his head, saying, “Some people are meant to be passers-by in life. I’m the person you should ultimately go to, do you understand?”
Robben wagged his tail and moaned silently in his heart: Can I not choose to go to you?
Shanghai, nine o’clock.
It was a dinner charity ball filled with high-end celebrities.
Ruan Yang was chatting with a top designer of a European luxury brand when her assistant suddenly walked over with her personal phone.
“Excuse me for a while.” Ruan Yang took the vibrating phone to a quiet place and pressed the “accept call” button lightly. Changqing’s hysterical crying came from the other side.
“What’s wrong?” Ruan Yang frowned slightly. She rarely encountered this lass crying so badly.
“Ruan… Ruan Yang, I moved… to your… place,” Changqing curled up on the couch at her house and sobbed, “Song Chuyi… and I… are getting a divorce.”
Ruan Yang took in a breath and held on to her forehead. “Because of Guan Ying?”
“I… can’t really say for sure,” Changqing sniffed hard and finally sounded like she had calmed down a bit. “He said that I already… gave him up to Guan Ying and said he wasn’t an object that I could give up when I liked and I didn’t respect his feelings…”
Ruan Yang listened carefully as Changqing told her the story while stuttering and got a rough idea of what happened. “So… Song Chuyi hired a moving company to bring your things over to my place?”
Changqing nodded and said miserably, “Why do I feel… that he couldn’t wait for me to leave? Ruan Yang, do you think he detests me?”
Ruan Yang was angry too. In this relationship, Song Chuchu seemed to be the ultimate leader, getting married when he said so and getting a divorce when he said so. However, with Changqing’s character, it seemed normal that she was unable to take the lead. She sighed. “Chuchu, why don’t you just take it easy? If you get a divorce, so be it. You got over Fu Yu in the past, so you can also get over Song Chuyi too.”