Chapter 167: It Was Actually Packed With Longing
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Guan Ying was stupefied.
Marriage?
She had never thought that he wanted to marry her. There were too many uncertainties and on top of that, she despised him for being a mere doctor. Even though she would’ve led a comfortable life with him, what she wanted was fame and power. She wasn’t willing to settle for that her whole life.
However, once she let go, she realized that she had passed on the best.
She suddenly let out a soft laugh as she cried. “Did you really think I was pure? I don’t think so. Otherwise, why do I not know about your real identity even after we were together for so long? You didn’t even take me to meet any of your family members.”
“If I brought you home, you would’ve definitely been willing even if you were at a disadvantage. Even if I chased you away, you would’ve definitely been unwilling to let go.” Song Chuchu revealed a mocking expression. “I believe that a person like me, Song Chuyi, doesn’t need to depend on my family to attract a woman and you aren’t so charming for me to want to marry you at all costs.”
Guan Ying’s lower lip bled from being bitten. She stared with her eyes wide open and round. Song Chuyi glanced at her through the rearview mirror and retracted his gaze. He sighed. “Forget it. You’re a woman, after all. There are some things that I don’t want to put too harshly. Whatever it is, I’ve said everything I wanted today. Don’t come up with such tricks to get close to me again in the future. You’re also hurt. I’ll take you back this last time.”
He started the engine. Guan Ying sat in the back without saying anything anymore, only weeping silently.
Song Chuyi felt frustrated upon hearing it and subconsciously increased his speed.
When he sent her to her neighborhood, Song Chuyi said coldly, “Get your Mom to come down to pick you up.”
“No need. I’ll be able to go up on my own.” She had been crying all the way, yet he was unmoved. Guan Ying felt disheartened. She could only put all she had at stake and go for the final struggle now.
“Up to you. Your body belongs to you. If you don’t cherish it, I can’t do anything even as a doctor.” Song Chuyi’s handsome face was still without any expression. “However, Guan Ying, I shall give you a final word of advice. Before you improve your self-cultivation, capabilities and charm, and before you’re willing to invest your feelings into someone, don’t even think of hooking up with someone powerful. Those who are willing to temporarily let you hook on are just toying with you because of your looks. There are some men who will constantly show off their wealth in front of you and can’t wait to bring you to meet their families. That’s actually just a way to get into your pants sooner. The easier you make it for him to get into your pants, the more he will belittle you. The kind of road you take in the future will depend on yourself. It doesn’t mean that you’re only destined to walk a certain path just because you come from a poor family or are ill-fated.
“Telling you all this doesn’t mean that I have any other thoughts towards you. It’s just because when you ran out in front of Changqing to block her without thinking about yourself during the shoot before, I think you still have some conscience.”
Guan Ying’s thumping heart slowly regained its icy cold state because of his last line.
So he said all this because of Changqing.
“… Thank you.” Now that things had come to this state, it seemed that there was nothing more to say.
Guan Ying dragged her painful leg and got off the car with difficulty.
When the door was closed, Song Chuyi started the engine, driving away from the neighborhood without even turning back.
Two days later, Changqing was prepared to take a flight back to Northern City to record a program.
A woman beside her was holding on to a magazine and reading it. Uncoincidentally, there was a photo of Song Chuyi carrying Guan Ying into a car.
“I’m sorry, can you let me take a look at that?” Changqing asked subtly.
“Of course.” The woman passed the magazine to her.
Changqing returned it after just reading that report.
She really didn’t think that after finding out she was married to Song Chuyi, Guan Ying would still appear to be so intimate with Song Chuyi at the hospital.
What kind of situation was that?
Changqing was puzzled.
However, she couldn’t deny that she felt overjoyed when she was planning to return to Northern City. Now, it felt as though she had experienced a heavy blow and she felt a little tired.
Yan Molun swept a glance at that magazine silently and took the opportunity to call Song Chuyi when he went to the washroom.
“Obviously, that woman was way worse than what I imagined.” Song Chuyi made such a conclusion after hearing that.
“Didn’t your brother always block these nonsense photos before?” Yan Molun asked.
“Maybe this time, he allowed it.” Song Chuyi sighed. “Alright, I’m hanging up. I’m busy over here…”
“You’re not picking her up?”
“I’m very busy at the hospital today.”
“Alright.”
When the plane touched down at Beijing’s airport, Changqing fell into the depths of disappointment.
It was rare for her to return and she even had to return back to Hong Kong early the next morning, yet he actually didn’t come to pick her up?
She arrived at the broadcasting station after much travelling and when she saw Zuo Qian once again, she was in shock. “Teacher Zuo, why did you lose so much weight?”
“Perhaps it was because… I’ve been more stressed out recently,” Zuo Qian said with a forced smile.
Changqing thought about it and agreed. Ever since his relationship with Zhang Zixin was exposed, the media had been hot on his heels.
It was past seven and the recording of the program had officially started. The audience entered the recording studio successively.
Changqing sat in the dressing room and was just finished with her makeup when Mei Zong suddenly came over and asked, “Are you done?”
Changqing nodded. “Is anything the matter?”
“Come over with me.” Mei Zong beckoned her over.
Changqing followed her out of the dressing room and walked towards the waiting room.
Mei Zong pushed open the door of one VIP waiting room and pointed inside, saying with an ambiguous smile, “Someone’s waiting for you.”
Changqing walked towards the door and saw Song Chuyi sitting on the couch. He had a cup of warm tea in his hands and his legs were crossed. He was dressed in a white shirt and under the light, he appeared refined and dignified.
“What are you doing here…?” Changqing mumbled as she watched him.
It felt like a dream. He actually appeared in a place she never expected him to show up.
“Hehe, Mr. Song called our boss personally to ask if there were any more seats left for tonight’s program. I’ve arranged the best seat for him in the first row. There’s still 15 minutes left before the opening; you two can talk a bit for around 10 minutes. I’m not going to bother you now.” Mr. Song closed the door very tactfully.
In the waiting room, the television wasn’t even switched on. It was quiet inside.
Changqing lowered her head and shifted her gaze to her toes. She was very excited this morning when she was preparing to come back. However, after seeing that magazine at the Hong Kong airport, and on top of that, seeing that he didn’t pick her up, made her feel aggrieved and she started to let her imagination run wild.
Although Wen Tong said she already got enough out of a business marriage, she still wanted more.
She was even afraid that Guan Ying would snatch him away.
Her eyes suddenly felt hot.
“Come here.” Song Chuyi beckoned her, speaking with a deep voice.
Changqing stood still.
Song Chuyi watched her for a while, stood up, opened up his stride and walked to her side.
He held her in his arms gently. Changqing squirmed for a while at her waist to symbolically show her resistance before being brought into his embrace.
After a week of separation, to smell the scent of that embrace once again, naturally filled her with longing.
Song Chuyi lowered his head, running his fingers through her silky hair and said, “I was really busy during the day; there was a load of work at the hospital. If I left, it would’ve been a matter of life or death, understand?”
“Mm.” Changqing nodded silently. She knew he was explaining and she wasn’t a very unreasonable person.
Actually, his presence to watch her program tonight already made her accept not being picked up by him.
“Are you crying? You missed me so much?” Song Chuyi suddenly teased her.
“You didn’t even miss me, so why should I miss you?” Changqing pushed him away vexedly and gave him a stern glare.
“How do you know whether I missed you or not?” Song Chuyi’s dark and deep-set eyes made her afraid to look straight at them.
“In any case, you… and Guan Ying…” she said hesitantly with a pout.
“You mean that magazine?” Song Chuyi watched her for a while and suddenly laughed. “It was just groundless accusations. Two days ago, Guan Ying came to the hospital to check up on her recovery. I saw that she twisted her ankle so I sent her home in passing. I’ve already made things clear with her. Don’t worry, she won’t pester me anymore in the future. Furthermore, what she likes isn’t me but my family background.”
“Then what if… it’s actually you that she likes?” Changqing asked probingly.
Song Chuyi’s expression didn’t change and he said lightly, “Changqing, there are many times when liking someone is built upon materialistic wants. Most people might not even be aware of it. It’s just like how a wealthy and rich man can still attract women after enough interaction despite not being good-looking. When a man foots the bill, when a man is willing to spend money on a woman, or when he gives sufficient face to a woman, all this could make a man more charming. Just like how the men married by many pretty women aren’t handsome, but they still attract admirers not because the women don’t care about looks but because they find their ability and money more attractive.”
Changqing was in a daze. It seemed like there was some sense in his words.
However, she really didn’t think that Song Chuyi would be able to analyze matters of the heart so clearly.
“If I wasn’t someone from the Song family, if I didn’t have such a family background, no matter how good I was to Guan Ying, she would still leave me.” Song Chuchu stared at her eyes. “Do you understand?”
“Mm.” Changqing nodded. Suddenly, she had her doubts whether that was how he saw her in his heart too. “Actually, I…”
“Knock knock” The sound of the door knocking suddenly came from outside. Wen Tong’s voice drifted in. “Changqing, you have to go over to prepare for the opening dance.”
“Go ahead. I’ll watch you from the front.” Song Chuyi stroked her head. “If you perform too badly, I might leave halfway.”
“You dare?” Changqing pounded twice on his chest with her little fists.
Those lips smeared with red lipstick pouted angrily and delicately again.
Song Chuyi lowered his head to kiss her cheek. After that, he frowned and wiped the corner of his lips. “All I smell is powder; did you apply wall paint?”
“I have to put on makeup when I go up on stage, okay?” Changqing felt so awkward. “I didn’t even blame you for smudging my makeup from your kiss. I think I have to get touched up again.”
She walked out while talking, pretending to be angry.
When she reached the backstage of the recording studio, she opened her mirror to take a look at her face. Her powder still looked quite even. Just then, the makeup artiste who was touching up others walked past her. Changqing grumbled, “You… can you apply less foundation on me? It’s not like my skin isn’t good.”
“I only applied a thin layer on you. What else do you want?” The makeup artiste was usually very close to Changqing and rolled her eyes in disdain.