<h4>Chapter 189: I Was Wrong</h4>


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


    Even if it was a simple sentence, Shen Lu knew how difficult it was for him to say it. She hung her head low as she quietly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.


    Yan Lei said solemnly, “Don’t worry. I’ve also seen your mom’s journey all the way from when she was young and I know how much she’s suffered very clearly in my heart. For thetter half of her life, I will make up for the happiness that she didn’t experience in the first half of her life. My two daughters will also be filial to her.”


    “I feel assured... with your words.” Fu Yu nodded. Grief flooded in his heart like the tide. He understood that from today onwards, Changqing would really just be his sister.


    He didn’t want to give up.


    However, everyone was right. As a son, he was too undutiful.


    In his memory, it was mostly Shen Lu who apanied him at the old family house in Yangzhou. In order to allow him to grow up healthily, she worked hard to give him a happy family. Even if she knew long ago that her husband had cheated on her, she endured it all.


    When he med her for falling in love with Yan Lei, she endured it.


    When they were overseas and her husband had an illegitimate daughter, she endured it.


    In this life, she had endured throughout.


    Only this time, she didn’t want to endure it anymore.


    As for him, he had been selfish so many times, so he had to fulfil her wishes once.


    “What a rare opportunity for everyone to be so happy. Let’s drink.” Lin Yiqin started to pour the wine once again.


    This time, it was white wine. When it was Song Chuyi’s turn, his face changed slightly. “I...”


    “Chuyi, Dad’s celebrating today. Have a few cups with me.” Yan Lei interrupted him and chuckled. “It doesn’t matter even if you get drunk. Changqing will take you back and if that doesn’t work, there’s still Yiqin.”


    Song Chuyi was in a difficult position.


    Since Yan Lei already put it that way, he couldn’t refuse at all. Did he have to brace himself and get drunk this time?


    He nced at Changqing, but she pretended not to know anything and looked elsewhere.


    Lin Yiqin filled his cup to the brim.


    Suddenly, the corners of Fu Yu’s lips curled up. “I’ll drink a toast to everyone.”


    He looked at Song Chuyi while saying that.


    Song Chuyi could suddenly feel the evilness emitting from this person.


    However, this time, he could only brace himself.


    He held up his cup of white wine. The spiciness just entered his stomach and in no time at all, he started to feel a little light-headed.


    He quickly took the opportunity to drink a few bowls of soup and have a few bites of side dishes. At least it wouldn’t be that bad on his stomach.


    However, precisely when he hadn’t eaten much yet, it was Yan Lei’s turn to offer a toast.


    After he had finished drinking, he ced his cup down.


    Fu Yu raised his cup towards him again. “Dr. Song, this is a toast to you. In the future... please treat Changqing well.”


    Changqing was stunned and felt touched.


    Song Chuyi nced at her and really wanted to curse.


    If Fu Yu wanted to offer a toast, couldn’t he wait for him to get a breather? His throat was still burning.


    Fu Yu finished the cup after saying that, and after that, there was a very slight curl to his lips. “I’ve finished mine; you do as you wish.”


    In other people’s eyes, this was nothing, but to Song Chuyi, this was simply a challenge.


    On the drinking table, when a man told a woman “you do as you wish,” she could do as she wished.


    However, between men, this was just polite talk.


    No matter how little Song Chuyi drank usually, there were some things he did know.


    He nced at the cup that was still two-thirds full and took in a deep breath, finishing it in a gulp with a raise of his head.


    Changqing was dumbstruck. His alcohol tolerance wasn’t good; couldn’t he just drink slowly? Must he be so hard on himself?


    “Good.” Yan Lei had to apud expansively. “Beautiful.”


    Song Chuyi blinked. His whole body suddenly then just flopped on the table.


    Everyone was stunned. Fu Yu said, “So his alcohol tolerance was this bad.”


    “Previously, when we drank slowly, he could still drink three small cups. I guess he drank a little too quickly today.” Lin Yiqin said with a smile, “It’s okay. Changqing, portion out some food for him so that he can eat when he wakes up.”


    “Sure.” Changqing didn’t think he would fall so quickly.


    This dinnersted till after nine.


    In the end, Yan Lei and Fu Yu had a drop too much. Other than Lin Yiqin, the other three men were basically all drunk.


    Changxin said, “Yiqin and I will take Auntie Shen and Fu Yu back. Changqing, you take Dad and Chuyi.”


    “Okay.” Changqing nodded.


    Lin Yiqin helped her get Yan Lei and Song Chuyi into the car.


    Changqing was in charge of taking care of the two of them alone.


    While she was driving halfway, Song Chuyi actually woke up. His handsome face was flushed and he sat up, patting the seat in front, saying, “Come, continue drinking.”


    Changqing got a fright. Luckily, Lin Yiqin put both of them in the back.


    “Drink?” Yan Lei, who was sleeping beside him, immediately woke up because of that. “Where’s the wine? Where’s the wine?”


    “Yeah, where’s the wine?”


    Therefore, the two drunkards started to look for alcohol in the back. After a round of searching, they couldn’t find anything. Song Chuyi climbed to the front and pulled her. “Where’s the wine? Where’s the wine? Where did you hide it?”


    “Stop that.” Changqing peeled his hands away and he began to make noise at the side like a mosquito.


    She had finally reached the Yan Household and Changqing quickly got Auntie Zhang to help.


    Auntie Zhang was in charge of helping Yan Lei while Changqing helped Song Chuyi upstairs.


    He stumbled as he walked and Changqing had finally helped him to the bed when he undid his own shirt and flung it onto Changqing’s face.


    “Song Chuchu...” Changqing looked at how he seemed so smug despite being drunk and felt annoyed. She then recalled his proud attitude when he came to pick her up in the afternoon...


    Changqing immediately got her lipstick, eyeliner and blush, doodling on his face.


    In no time at all, his good-looking face looked just like a monkey’s butt. Changqingughed so hysterically her stomach hurt. What to do? She really wanted to upload it onto Weibo.


    Forget it. She shouldn’t upload it. She would upload it when he offended her one day.


    Changqing had enoughughing and decided to wipe him clean with a towel. Otherwise, he would definitely kill her the next morning when he woke up and saw it.


    She returned to the bathroom to wring the towel clean. When she came out, Song Chuyi had already taken off his pants and was only wearing men’s briefs.


    Changqing felt especially embarrassed seeing that and lowered her head to pick his pants up. Something fell on to the floor.


    She picked it up and took a look. She was stunned—it was a woman’s ne. The design was rather simple. However, it looked rather old, and the color had even faded.


    Changqing was a little dazed.


    Should she be happy or sad now?


    A woman’s ne dropped out from her husband’s pants. However, this was an old ne.


    If he had a woman on the outside, he wouldn’t give her an old ne.


    Could it be some old lover that he couldn’t let go off?


    However, if he couldn’t let go of her, he also didn’t have to put it in his pocket every day. She had never seen it before.


    Besides, this ne looked like it had been worn for a long time. Could he have met up with his old lover and she returned the ne to him?


    Changqing watched this ne and dazed out for a very long time. She knew Song Chuchu might not love her, but he couldn’t put this kind of woman’s ne in his pocket either.


    Must he keep it? How hateful.


    Changqing watched that messy face and decided not to let him go so easily.


    She turned her eyes round and took his phone from his pocket, unlocking it with his finger.


    She looked at it after she unlocked it. There were so few apps downloaded that it was pitiful. However, he actually had Weibo.


    Changqing clicked on it and was in disbelief.


    F*ck, f*ck. Song Chuchu’s Weibo username was actually called “delicate and beautiful”.


    She remembered this “delicate and beautiful” clearly.


    Every time she uploaded something on Weibo, he dissed her, saying things like “shameless” or “fake”.


    Commenters always dissed her, but the one who always showed up was this “delicate and beautiful”.


    She was still puzzled. When had she offended this “delicate and beautiful”?


    Even if she racked her brains, never would she have thought that “delicate and beautiful” was actually Song Chuchu.


    She felt a deep sense of fury and chill.


    He despised that she called him Chuchu, but in the end, he actually used this disgusting name “delicate and beautiful” as his Weibo username behind her back.


    How perverted.


    What was more perverted was that he dissed his wife every day.


    Changqing thought about it and took a photo of his face with his phone once again. Then, she uploaded it onto Weibo with the caption: Aren’t I pretty!!


    <i>Hmph, hmph. Who told him to offend me?</i>


    <i>Don’t think that I’m always a weakling.</i>


    <i>I’m quite scary when I take my revenge.</i>


    Changqing closed the app and put the phone and ne on the table before wiping his face clean with a towel. That way, when he woke up tomorrow morning, he would be unaware of everything then continue to work and she would be able to leave the house safely in the morning.


    Perfect n.


    On the congested road, the cars in front were moving very slowly.


    Li Shaobin was annoyed while driving in his shy sports car and took his phone out to scroll through Weibo while he drove slowly.


    He wouldn’t know it if he didn’t scroll, but once he scrolled, he jolted.


    Aiyo, Old Song who created an ount and didn’t update for ten thousand years had finally uploaded a post.


    He clicked it and was dazzled.


    <i>F*ck, f*ck.</i>


    <i>Who’s this?</i>


    <i>Is this Old Song?</i>


    Those fiery red lips, the two lumps of blush on his cheeks, the big red dot on his be, the seductive eyeshadow...


    With an added caption: Aren’t I pretty!!


    Li Shaobin suddenly felt that he could throw up tonight’s supper.


    Suddenly, a loud “BANG” came from outside. His car had driven straight into the trunk of the car in front.


    He secretly cursed: F*ck, is Old Song trying to kill someone in the middle of the night?


    Zhan Household.


    Zhan Mingwei rarely had time off from socializing and got off early to keep his wifepany at home. While they were at it, they would have a few sses of red wine and they couldter roll around in bed.


    After a few sips, Siyao took his phone. “Let me check to see if you’ve been having flings on the outside.”


    “Honey, check carefully.” Zhan Mingwei raised his ss with a smile.


    Siyao checked his messages then his WeChat and finally checked his Weibo. Suddenly, she froze. Her eyes stared at the screen.


    “Look.” Siyao passed him his phone.


    Zhan Mingwei nced over casually and spat out all the red wine in his mouth.


    “Zhan Mingwei, what are you doing?” Siyao red.


    “Cough, cough. I got a little shock.” Zhan Mingwei looked like he had seen a ghost. Such a fright in the middle of the night put him in no mood to do that with his wife.


    The next morning, Song Chuyi woke up from his drunken slumber. His head hurt and his stomach felt ufortable from hunger.


    The sound of water gushing came from the shower.