<h4>Chapter 175: Not Willing To Harm Changqing</h4>


    <strong>Trantor: </strong>Henyee Trantions <strong>Editor: </strong>Henyee Trantions


    “Whose little treasure?” Song Chuyi red at him.


    “Forget it if you don’t want to talk about it.” Li Shaobin flew the helicopter excitedly. The blue helicopter roamed the skies.


    In the afternoon, during a meeting at the broadcasting station.


    When Changqing walked into the meeting room, everyone was talking about the helicopter which had been loitering around in the skies above the area around the seaside road.


    Although there were many wealthy people in Northern City, with various kinds of Bentleys and Rolls-Royces, there were very few who flew a helicopter.


    “I wonder which wealthy young master flew the helicopter?” said Lin Yun, the host of a weekend show.


    “I heard it was Li Shaobin of the Li Family.” Xia Nuo from the evening news always had news about the wealthy circle. “I heard that Li Shaobin’s birthday ising up and the Li Family’s first and second young master bought a helicopter for him as a birthday present. I heard that it cost tens of millions.”


    “Tens of millions are nothing to people like them.” Zheng Yan suddenly sighed. “No wonder that Li Shaobin is usually sowless in Northern City. Usually, he causes countless trouble and the Li Family people treats him as their treasure.”


    “Well, the Li Family’s old master only got this youngest son in hister years.”


    Everyone was having a lively discussion and Changqing listened by the side until the boss walked in.


    The meeting went on until the evening. At night, it was the Assistant Chief Editor’s birthday. Changqing gave him a big red pocket and everyone ate and sang together.


    During the meal, everyone shouted for Changqing to bring her boyfriend over.


    “He’s busy and has no time.”


    “Is he really busy or does he not want toe?” someone said sarcastically.


    The atmosphere tensed up for a while. Zheng Yan said in an apparent joking way and red at the person who spoke: “Can you people not be so salty? Don’t tell me getting a boyfriend means he has to always be here all the time?”


    “Exactly,” the Assistant Chief Editor quickly agreed and raised his ss. “Come,e,e I shall drink a toast to everyone.”


    Afterwards, they got into the old tradition of singing. Rather than say that it was singing, it was actually more like drinking.


    Changqing didn’t reject any drinks either. Towards the end, she felt terrible from all the drinks.


    Once you started drinking too much, you started going to the toilet frequently.


    When she came out once again from the toilet and returned to the bar table in the suite, Zuo Qian walked over with a ss. “Changqing, congrattions.”


    “Congrattions for what?” Changqing was groggy and hazy from the drinks.


    “Congrattions... for finding someone you like.” Zuo Qian smiled but deep within his eyes, a trace of inexplicable bitterness surfaced.


    “Oh.” Changqing chugged it down.


    “Drink slowly; I didn’t even make you finish it.” Zuo Qian was shocked by her actions and frowned.


    “It’s okay, I can drink. Teacher Zuo, a toast to you too.” Changqing filled up her ss.


    “Changqing, are you in a bad mood?” Zuo Qian said, feeling a little sorry. “You can talk to me about anything; don’t hide it inside. I will forever be your Teacher Zuo and I won’t betray you.”


    Changqing moistened her lips and her eyes reddened. She lowered her head and shook her head. “My father might be re-marrying. Actually, it’s not a bad thing. He’s been alone for half his life. There’s nothing wrong with finding an auntie. Besides, this auntie is a nice person and I like her too, it’s just that...”


    Tears started welling up in her eyes. She turned her face away and sniffed. “It’s just that I thought of my mom and I felt a little upset.”


    Although she didn’t have any memories of her mom and the only memories she had only existed in photographs, her mom was ever so perfect in her heart.


    “I’ve always felt that my dad would never re-marry because he still loved my Mom. Say, do you think I over-romanticize love?” Changqing smiled bitterly. “Any love would change over time. Evesting love only exists in fairy tales.”


    She lifted her head and her moist eyes were slightly lost.


    Zuo Qian pinched the wine ss and felt a sharp pain in his heart.


    He wasn’t fit to answer this question. In the past, he loved Zhang Zixin too. However, under the toil of life and time, he indeed didn’t love her anymore. He had even fallen in love with Changqing.


    However, he didn’t wish to harm Changqing, who believed in beautiful love.


    “I believe your father must still love your mom in his heart. It’s just that as a person ages, he will be more and more lonely. Loneliness is very scary. Besides, your father can’t show you his lonely side,” Zuo Qian said earnestly.


    Changqing watched him and spaced out. “Yes, I forgot that you’ve broken up with Zhang Zixin for such a long time but you still ended up together again. The love between you two can withstand the test of time, right? Teacher Zuo, it’s because you two have never forgotten about each other.”


    Zuo Qian watched her eyes and suddenly, he realized that if she could continue to be so pure and innocent, he was willing to lie to her, even if he would feel disgusted by himself.


    “Yes, we haven’t forgotten about each other.”


    He said softly, “Therefore, don’t let your imagination run wild.”


    “That’s great.” Changqing let out a heartfelt sigh and was envious.”After so many years of being in a rtionship and after so many years following that, you two still managed to be together. Teacher Zuo, I would also like to congratte you. I hope that you two can continue to live in bliss.”


    “... Thank you.” Zuo Qian chugged his drink.


    That ss of wine was very bitter.


    However, as long as she remained beautiful, what couldn’t be done?


    It was midnight and it was time to go. Changqing was so drunk she couldn’t walk straight but she was still conscious.


    Wen Tong helped her out and took out her phone. “I’ll give Song Chuyi a call and get him to pick you up.”


    “No need, no need.” Changqing pressed her hand down and said while mumbling, “You just take me back.”


    “Sis, I’ve also had a lot to drink.” Wen Tong’s head hurt.


    “Let me take the two of you.” Zuo Qian walked out. “I didn’t drink much.”


    “... Then we’ll have to trouble you.” Wen Tong hesitated for a while before agreeing.


    Zuo Qian drove his car out from the carpark and Wen Tong helped up the staggering Changqing.


    When the car drove to the doorstep of the Yan Household, Zuo Qian quickly unbuckled his seatbelt and helped Wen Tong carry out Changqing, who was already asleep.


    “I can help her in. You just wait a while for me at the doorstep,” Wen Tong said quickly.


    Zuo Qian watched the two stumbling people and was a little uneasy. “Can you manage?”


    “Of course I can.” Wen Tong turned around and carried Changqing in.


    The lights of the vi were still on. A smart and handsome silhouette, dressed in pyjamas, sat on the couch and flipped through a magazine. When he heard movements, he raised his eyes and when he saw the drunk Changqing, he frowned.


    “It was the birthday of someone at the station and everyone had a drop too much,” Wen Tong quickly exined awkwardly.


    “Mm.” Song Chuyi stood up and took Changqing from her, saying to Wen Tong, “it’s been hard on you.”


    “It’s okay. I’ll get going first.”


    After Wen Tong left, Song Chuyi carried the groggy Changqing up the stairs. Robben followed eagerly behind the two and when he was about to enter the bedroom, the door was suddenly shut tight. His doggy brain banged right on the door and he whimpered in pain as he scratched on the door.


    “Go to sleep soon,” Song Chuyi chided towards the door.


    Changqing shuddered and raised her head, saying with a pout, “Don’t be so aggressive; I’ll go to sleep right away.”


    “I wasn’t talking to you.” Song Chuyi ced her down on the big bed and Changqing kicked her shoes off skillfully, making her way into the covers.


    He watched her cherry lips as they opened and closed and said while he massaged his brows, “What’s with Robben’s shirt? You made him put on such a thick shirt in this hot summer weather. If I didn’te back in time, he would’ve almost gotten a heatstroke, you know that?”


    His only reply was silence.


    In just this short while, Changqing had already fallen asleep under the covers.


    He held his forehead as he let out a helpless sigh.


    The next morning, Changqing woke up and found herself changed into her pyjamas. Beside her, there were traces of a man who had slept in that spot.


    When she went to wash up, she saw a set of men’s clothing ced in the bathroom.


    She spaced out for a moment. When she went downstairs, she was a little unhappy when she saw Robben without his shirt and quickly asked Auntie Zhang, “Who took off Robben’s shirt?”


    “Mr. Song took it off when he came backst night.” Auntie Zhang said with a smile, “The shirt is in the closet. You, really, Robben was so hot yesterday he almost got heatstroke. Even if you wanted to give the dog a shirt to wear, you still have to think about the weather.”


    Changqing pouted. She turned around and poked Robben. “You’re so useless. Just this kind of weather yet you feel hot wearing a shirt? To think I even spent so much time finding you a suitable shirt. Do you know how expensive the shirt was? It was even bought from my own pocket. Your master is so petty, as though he was afraid I would spend his money.”


    Robben whimpered.


    <i>I wanted to wear it too but it was really very hot, okay?</i>


    “In the future, you should just live with me.” Changqing grumbled, “Can you live blissfully with a petty man? Not being able to even eat your fill... didn’t you gain weight aftering to my house? You’re so heavy that you’re turning into a piglet.”


    At this moment, Auntie Zhang, who was at the side, coughed violently.


    “Auntie Zhang, what’s wrong?” Changqing was puzzled. “Did you catch a cold?”


    “No.” Auntie Zhang forced out a smile as she said to someone behind her, “Mr. Song, you’re back from your stroll?”


    “Mm,” Song Chuyi replied in a low and cold tone.


    Changqing turned back and froze. “You... didn’t go to work?”


    “I’m doing the night shift.” Song Chuyi’s cold and handsome face was gloomy without a single expression.


    <i>Petty man?</i>


    <i>How petty have I been?</i>


    <i>I’m actually perceived to be petty by my woman.</i>


    He was so angry that his stomach was twitching.


    No one had ever said that he was petty growing up to this age.


    “Er... I’ll heat up some breakfast, you two have a chat.”Auntie Zhang quickly fled, seeing this ufortable situation.


    “I... I’m going to take a look in the kitchen too to see what’s for breakfast.” Changqing wanted to go with Auntie Zhang at her cue.


    “Wait.” Song Chuyi suddenly started coldly, “Since I have time today, let’s have a good and deep chat.”


    “What’s there to chat about? I don’t have anything to chat with you about.” Changqing stopped in her tracks and her eyes darted around, still feeling guilty for talking bad about him behind his back.


    “Chat about how I’m petty.” Song Chuyi sat down on the couch and patted the spot beside him. He squinted his eyes. “Let’s see exactly how petty I am.”


    Changqing gulped and walked over helplessly as she braced herself. However, she didn’t sit beside him but opposite him. She lowered her head and looked at the square tile by her feet.


    Song Chuyi stared at her for a while with a deep frown before slowly beginning. “I’m not afraid of you spending my money. It’s just that you have a habit of splurging. You can only spend however much I give you, understand?”


    “Oh, I understand,” Changqing replied monotonously.


    Song Chuyi was frustrated. She didn’t understand at all and must still think he was petty. “I’m not petty.”


    “I get it.” Changqing was a little fed up. How many petty people would admit they were petty?


    “I’m telling you this seriously.” With regards to her patronizing tone, Song Chuyi’s face tightened up more. “Let’s go shoppingter; I’ll get you whatever you want.”


    He had to clear his name. Otherwise, Li Shaobin and gang wouldugh their heads off at him.


    Changqing was in a daze and looked a little strange. “There’s no need; I don’t have anything I want to buy.”


    “Aren’t there some clothes, shoes and bags that you like?” Song Chuyi’s brows were still tightly-knit.


    “I already have enough to wear.” Changqing stood up. She was really hungry and didn’t want to discuss this weird topic with him anymore.


    “Then I’ll get you jewellery.” Song Chuyi straightened his long legs and took a step forward, grabbing her arm.


    Changqing didn’t know whether tough or to cry. She turned her head back and said, “If I want to buy something, I’ll get it myself. I don’t need you to fork out some money for me. Don’t think that I’m trying to take advantage of your Song Family again when you take your money out. Don’t you just want to clear your name of being petty? I admit you’re not petty. You’re just suspicious like your brother, as though I’m going to take money from you. Actually, I can understand it too. Just as you said, your father is so old and why else would Dai Ai marry your father if not for money? Perhaps you two brothers think that the whole world is just like Dai Ai. That isn’t wrong either. You cannot let your guard down.”


    This was the first time Song Chuyi realized that her mouth could sometimes be sweet as hell but when they quarreled, it could also drive someone insane.


    He felt that he was very normal. Howe it sounded as if he was twisted when it came out from her mouth?


    If this was anything else, he would’ve let it go.


    However, to many men, being tagged as “petty” was a huge insult.


    However, it seemed like she made some sense too.


    He was indeed very suspicious.


    However, could you me him for that? There were too many women who were money and power-hungry nowadays.


    “Go upstairs to change. I’ll take you out right now.” This time, he used amanding tone.


    “I’m not going.” Changqing cowered a little from his strong attitude. However, thinking about it, she still said, “It’s still not clear whether our marriage canst. If we divorce one day and you want me to pay you back the exact amount of money you spent on me, how much pressure would that put on me? I couldn’t possibly get my Dad, who is so old, to pay.”


    “We won’t divorce.” Song Chuyi spat out each and every word, revealing a malevolent expression.


    “It’s hard to predict the future.” Changqing mumbled, “In the past, our broadcasting station had this reality program and there was this couple in which the man made the woman return his betrothal money because of their divorce and this issue made the news. There are various kinds of weird men nowadays. How unimaginable. I’d better have my reservations.”


    Song Chuyi couldn’t go on listening to her. He carried her straight up and walked out of the vi.


    “Hey, what are you doing? Put me down; I’m still wearing my pyjamas.” Changqing was about to go crazy, smacking his shoulder with all her might.


    “It’s okay, we can buy some clothes at the mallter.” Song Chuyi couldn’t out-talk her and threw her straight in the car.


    Changqing mbered up but he locked the car door and got into the passenger’s seat from the other side, grabbing her while giving her a stern warning: “You’d better sit properly.”