<h4>Chapter 125: It Seemed As Though With Him Around, Everything Would Be Safe</h4>


    Actually, it was quite good to have him as a husband.


    Changqing felt that she didn’t want to get divorced even more now.


    “Mm.” Song Chuyi hung the painting back over the main circuit. “However, I suggest that your friend should change the main circuit once shees back. It’s easy for another ckout to happen again with this one.”


    He turned around after finishing and saw the huge portrait shot on the wall stretching from the first to the second floor. The woman in the photograph had bright red lips and was exuding a sense of alluring beauty.


    “This is the friend of yours who owns the house?” Song Chuyi seemed to remember running into her in the elevator of the hotelst time. No wonder she even said some weird things to him as though she knew him. “She’s also Guan Ying’s friend, right?”


    “Yeah.” Changqing nodded.


    “Why isn’t she around? Have you been staying alone these past few days?” Song Chuyi frowned as he turned his head back to ask.


    “She... she’s filming on the outside and doesn’te back often.” Changqing watched his calm eyes. “Don’t tell me you don’t know who she is?”


    “Isn’t she just a friend of yours and Guan Ying?”


    Changqing’s expression became weird and said, “She’s Ruan Yang.”


    “Oh,” he responded with a calm expression.


    Changqing was unable to keep calm. “Ruan Yang is super popr and is a hot topic. She’s the youngest award-winning actress and is the most searched topic at least twice every week.”


    “I’m not interested in all this,” Song Chuyi said lightly, “I only know that Tu Youyou developed a new medicine for mria, Artemisinin and Dihydroartemisinin and won the Nobel prize.”


    The corners of Changqing’s lips twitched. “Is there anything else?”


    “Recently, there are some illegal vines circting around many provinces.”


    Changqing: “.... Why are you just like my Dad?”


    Song Chuyi frowned. “How dare youpare me with your Dad?”


    Changqing pressed her lips together. “I didn’t; my Dad is the world’s most attractive person in my eyes.”


    He raised his eyebrows.


    Changqing turned over and looked up at the ceiling. “However, you’re worse than my Dad by... a teeny bit.”


    A little bit worse than the world’s most attractive Dad.


    Dad was first, he was second...


    Song Chuyi pondered it and there was a scoff in his dark pupils. “Am I really that good? Are you sure it’s not Fu Yu?”


    Hearing that apathetic tone of his, more than half of Changqing’s heart felt unhappy. This scumbag—just a few words of praise and he took it for real. He didn’t even reflect on how harsh his words were.


    However, the other half of her felt shy. Such a straightforward hint was still a first for her. It was just like a confession.


    “Fu Yu isn’t the same. You’re my husband,” Changqing replied softly with embarrassment, “I’ll take more notice in the future, but Auntie Shen’s been very kind to me since I was young. I can’t ignore Auntie Shen. How about this—in the future, whenever I go over to visit Auntie Shen, can I bring you along?”


    Song Chuyi watched the back of her head. He didn’t need to turn around to look at her to know what she probably looked like now. Her little face would definitely be red and her amorous eyes would be filled with shyness.


    His gaze fell on the back of her ears. They were actually red.


    He actually felt a little surprised. These past few days, her every frown and smile was so clearly etched in his mind.


    “Next time, whenever you visit Shen Lu, you’ll have to report to me. When ites to everything rted to Fu Yu, you’ll have to get my permission before you can do it.” Song Chuyi’s thin lips finally loosened up slightly.


    Changqing was in a daze. Did that mean he was agreeing to not get the divorce?


    However, that tone was a little too overbearing.


    She pouted as she turned back. Her long and fine eyshes lifted slightly, revealing the frustration in her eyes. “You only talked about me; what about yourself? You even sang a duet with that Yu Sihe.”


    He hadn’t even sung with her before, yet he sang with another woman.


    “She was the one who insisted on cutting in when I was singing by myself. What does that have to do with me?” Song Chuyi swept her a nce. “At least I didn’t sleep in another man’s house like you.”


    “Didn’t I say that it was raining heavily that night?” Changqing lowered her head gloomily. “I didn’t even do it on purpose. I promise I won’t do it again, alright?”


    Her attitude during her apology was quite good and Song Chuyi was quite satisfied. “Are you going back with me to sleep or are you sleeping here?”


    Changqing was overjoyed and looked at her pyjamas, saying with embarrassment, “I’m a little tired today, I don’t want to change again, so why don’t... you sleep here? I’m afraid all by myself...”


    A delicate woman asking him to stay made Song Chuyi’s pupils dte. He wanted to agree but felt it was inappropriate. “I don’t think that’s okay—this is your friend’s house.”


    “It’s alright—she won’te back anyway. This house is empty 300 days out of 365 days in a year.” Changqing tugged on his sleeve. “I’m close with Ruan Yang and I even have the keys to her house. She said I could stay in this house whenever I want.”


    “She said you could stay whenever you want and you do just that?” Song Chuyi didn’t resist the urge to pinch the tender meat on her face. “Thick-skinned.”


    “You’re the thick-skinned one.” Changqing stared at him with her blushing face. “You don’t know, but I’m so close with Ruan Yang that if she only had five dors left on her meal card, she would share it with me.”


    “Alright, I’ll go downstairs to get a toothbrush. I’ll be back in a bit.” Song Chuyi kissed her forehead.


    Changqing, who hadn’t had her forehead kissed by someone, was in a daze. The joy in her heart rose all the way to her head like overflowing bubbles.


    Changqing suppressed her joy and said softly, “I want to eat some snacks and fruit. Could you help me get some seaweed, pudding and cherries? There’s a supermarket right at the doorstep.”


    “Alright.” Song Chuyi really wanted to tell her that it wasn’t healthy at all to eat so many snacks at night, but seeing her puppy eyes, he still nodded.


    After watching him step out of the door and leave, she jumped excitedly on the couch and hugged a cushion as she hopped and jumped around.


    YES.


    She felt like she was in love right now with a husband to dote on her.


    She rushed to the bedroom immediately, stuffed the clothes lying around messily into the wardrobe and quickly hand-washed the panties she didn’t wash when she bathed.


    Half an hourter, she felt it was almost time and the doorbell rang outside.


    She rushed downstairs and opened the door. Song Chuyi walked in with a bag of things in his hands.


    Changqing took it joyfully and dug through the snacks. After flipping for a while, she felt an unfamiliar little box and when she took it out to have a look, her face rose in temperature. She swept a nce at the man beside her with embarrassment. “Why did you even bring this back?”


    Song Chuyi put his hands in his pockets; his eyes were filled with depth and joy. “I didn’t intend to buy it, but judging by how much you’re going to be snacking on tonight, I think I should help you do some exercise before you sleep for your sake.”


    “... Shameless.” Changqing red at him.


    Forget that he was being such a gangster, but he even put it in a way that made it seem that he was sacrificing himself for her good.


    “I’m doing it for your own good.” The corners of Song Chuyi’s lips curled into a smile. “When you had the fever, your sis said youck exercise normally and that I have to supervise you. If you don’t believe me, you can ask your sis.”


    “Are you sure the exercise my sis was referring to was this kind of exercise?” Changqing was really defeated by his thick skin.


    Song Chuyi tilted his head and thought for a while. After a short while, he looked at her with an apparent smile. “Why don’t you give her a call and ask her which exercise she was referring to?”


    “Annoying.” How would she have the cheek to ask something like that? It was too embarrassing. Changqing pounded on his chest and couldn’t listen on, running upstairs in embarrassment.


    Song Chuyi grabbed hold of her arm and using a little strength in his arms, Changqing’s light body returned to his embrace.


    Changqing’s heart thumped and stuttered nervously, “You... you bathe first.”


    He let her go and his eyes deepened. “Sure. Where do I shower?”


    Changqing pointed at the bathroom downstairs with her face and ears red.


    “Eat something to replenish your energy first.” He curled his lips up and walked towards the bathroom with his shower stuff.


    Changqing brought the cherries to the kitchen to wash with her heart thumping like a bunny.


    After washing one, she ate it to calm her nerves, but the anxiety in her heart didn’t seem to calm down no matter what.


    When the door to the bathroom opened, the cherries in the basin were half-bitten by her as though they were eaten by a mouse.


    When footsteps came from behind, she didn’t dare to look back.


    Changqing took a step back and her back hit the kitchen cab.


    Song Chuyi curled his lips up yfully and his faint manly breath brushed across her face like the spring breeze grazing across the earth as the garden burst in red and pink. “Eating all by yourself and not feeding me?”


    “Can’t you feed yourself?” Changqing said evasively.


    “Alright, I’ll feed myself.” Song Chuyi picked up a cherry.


    The dark red cherry in contrast with his fair fingers made them look long and skinny.


    Changqing was dumbstruck. How could a person’s fingers look so good?


    Seeing her foolish look, Song Chuyi suddenly put the cherry to her lips.


    Upstairs, in the bedroom.


    The next morning, at eight in the morning, Ruan Yang dragged her luggage with exhaustion and opened the door, entering.


    When she was changing her shoes, she saw a pair of male, white sneakers at the doorstep and was in a daze.


    There was a man in the house?


    She blinked and looked around. There was some fruit and snacks on the table. She happened to be starving and picked up a mango as she walked upstairs.


    When she walked past the secondary bedroom, pyjamas were lying by the open door.


    Inside were sounds of slight movements. She felt that this was when she should leave immediately, but due to her innate curiosity, she lifted her head to take a look inside.


    The mango in her hand fell on the parquet floor.


    Changqing, who was sitting on top of Song Chuyi grumbling about herck of strength, turned around to take a look. She shrieked in shock as she dived into Song Chuchu’s embrace to hide.


    Song Chuyi lifted his head and quickly pulled the covers up.


    He red at the woman who suddenly appeared at the doorstep with his eyes red.


    “... Err... you two continue, continue.” Ruan Yangposed herself. A storm brewed in her heart but she closed the door silently with a calm expression.


    In the room, Changqing bit his chest with all her might to vent her shame and embarrassment. “It’s all your fault. Why didn’t you close the door? We were seen... it’s so embarrassing.”


    She had never been this embarrassed in her life before.


    She was caught horse-riding by Ruan Yang.


    She didn’t want to face anyone anymore.


    “Can you not move around on top of me?” Song Chuyi’s expression was terrible. After the torment just now, he had lost all his spirit. He freed himself, stood up and saw the teeth marks all over his chest and looked at Changqing, who was hiding under the covers, refusing toe out. He suddenly found it funny after the initial gloominess of being unsatisfied. “You were the one who said that your friend doesn’t usuallye back—how did I know that she would suddenly show up?”