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Chapter 194: Old Song Is Getting Crazier

Auntie Zhang said with a smile while eating, “Our Changqing gets prettier the more you look at her.”

Song Chuyi glanced at her. Auntie Zhang was completely focused on the television in the living room, smiling like a fangirl even at her age.

While he, for some reason, had the urge to throw the television away the more he heard the laughter of a particular woman coming from the television.

After dinner, he led Robben out for a walk. Robben wasn’t in high spirits and wasn’t even interested when he saw pretty female dogs.

Song Chuyi glanced at him scornfully. “Didn’t you get excited the moment you saw female dogs before?”

Robben barked at him dispiritedly.

Why is he the one walking me? Can I strongly request to change my walker? I like the one who hugs me and stroke me for no reason.

When they returned from their walk, the television happened to be broadcasting one of Changqing’s old stocking commercials. When Robben saw the television, his doggy eyes brightened up and he immediately pounced on the television happily, wagging his tail.

Song Chuyi was at a loss for words. Robben wasn’t even this excited when he walked Robben just now.

What kind of dog was this? Also, must that woman be so seductive for a stocking commercial? Was there a need to have red lips? Even lifting her chin up slightly, blinking her amorous eyes cheekily, and using those graceful hands to caress her long legs, making men’s lower abdomens... so tight?

Song Chuyi went upstairs angrily with his phone to call Zhan Mingwei. “Think of a way to remove Yan Changqing’s stocking commercial.”

“...” Zhan Mingwei’s head was aching. “Wasn’t the commercial pretty good?”

“Good? How’s it good? I don’t like it.”

“... Alright.”

“As soon as possible, got it?”

“Mm, mm.”

Zhan Mingwei put his phone down. Siyao walked over with the dishes and asked, “What’s wrong?”

“Ever since he got with Yan Changqing, Old Song has been getting crazier,” Zhan Mingwei sighed.

Siyao laughed. “Isn’t that pretty good?”

Changqing returned after singing with her colleagues from the production team at 11:30 pm. Song Chuyi hadn’t slept and was sitting in bed, reading.

Changqing took the initiative to greet him. “You’re not sleeping yet?”

Song Chuyi glanced at her languidly and pressed his lips together tightly, ignoring her and continuing to read his book.

Changqing raised her brows. He’s not going to talk to me anymore?

Sure. I didn’t want to talk to him either anyway. I don’t have to put on a pretence and greet him anymore.

Changqing went to shower merrily and did her skincare routine, as though he was an extra.

After getting into bed to sleep, she slept far away from him. In any case, the bed was wide enough and there even seemed to be half a meter’s distance between them. After she lay down, he didn’t switch the lights off, continuing to read.

Changqing looked at the time—it was past midnight. Was something wrong with him? Not even sleeping at this hour—it wasn’t like he had an exam like her sis.

She closed her eyes for a while and couldn’t fall asleep from the glaring lights, so she sat up and played her game. She didn’t have much going on tomorrow morning anyway, so she could sleep in. Who was afraid of whom?

She played until it was almost one. Song Chuyi finally put his book down and switched off the lights. She then put her phone down and slept, falling asleep within minutes.

Song Chuyi didn’t sleep. He could smell the fragrance coming from the body of the woman beside him and he looked at the back which was facing him. He really wanted to pull her over into his embrace.

He started to want her to keep sleeping on top of him like a tortoise and kept thinking of the way she looked when her head was laying on his neck.

However, she was ignoring him.

He didn’t want to stick his warm face over. We’ll see who can hold it in longer.

The next morning, he woke up first. Changqing was still sleeping very soundly.

He made his movements very loud on purpose to wake her up. Let’s see how she’ll be able to sleep. He specifically washed his hair today, even though he didn’t use to do that and he blew his hair dry with the hairdryer as it howled loudly.

Changqing was so annoyed by his ruckus and covered herself up with the blanket. Isn’t it just a few short hairs? Is there a need to blow for so long?

At last, Song Chuyi blew his hair till beads of perspiration formed on his forehead from the heat before putting the hairdryer down. When he left, he shut the door loudly behind him on purpose.

“Crazy,” Changqing cursed and continued sleeping.

This went on for two more days. Changqing felt increasingly free and comfortable while Song Chuyi was increasingly glum. Sometimes, even when they were obviously sitting in the same room, she would chat on the phone merrily with her back facing him and the moment she turned around, she would show him an expressionless face.

Song Chuyi glared at her with his deep eyes ruthlessly. “Yan Changqing, what on earth do you want?”

Changqing had just finished a phone call with Ruan Yang and was in quite a good mood. The moment she turned around and saw his glare, she was scared out of her wits. Did she do something wrong?

She was puzzled. “I didn’t do anything.”

Song Chuyi was so angry his breathing became heavier. He felt as though his punch had landed on cotton. “You’re really something.”

He pushed the door open to leave and when he left, he pulled Robben with him.

In the evening, Li Shaobin called Song Chuyi over to try some delicacies. He was at a garden bungalow restaurant which just opened near the sea.

He stood on the rooftop of the restaurant and saw Song Chuyi walking over with Robben from afar. His right hand was in his pocket and he was wearing a black shirt, emitting a seemingly cold aura all around.

“It looks like Old Song isn’t in a good mood today,” Zhan Mingwei, who was beside him, concluded in a low tone.

“I think so too.” Li Shaobin nodded. “Look, Robben is so dispirited in front of him. He must be so scared. Usually, when Old Song brings Robben out in a good mood, it’s not like this. If I had known earlier, I wouldn’t have called him over. Actually, I just asked out of politeness today. He kept saying he hasn’t bee free lately. Who knew that he would come today?”

Zhan Mingwei looked disapprovingly at him and chuckled. “Let’s go down; Old Song should be coming up.”

The two went down and when they reached the entrance, they happened to see the Security Officer pointing at the dog on the floor and shaking his head at Song Chuyi.

Song Chuyi’s face was gloomy. Li Shaobin walked over quickly and asked, “What’s the matter?”

The moment the Security Officer saw him, he quickly became timid. “Our boss has a rule... that no dogs are allowed in.”

“Whether someone can bring a dog in also depends on the owner, you know that?” Li Shaobin put a finger on the Security Officer’s shoulder. “Do you know who he is? He’s my brother, the second young master of the Song Family. Do you still want to work at this restaurant? If you make me mad, do you believe that I can stop the food tasting event at this restaurant?”

The Security Officer was frightened upon hearing that. Zhan Mingwei went up to pull the two apart, saying amiably, “Shaobin, today is Young Master Cai’s opening day. There will still be people from magazines and broadcasting stations coming over to film. It really wouldn’t be very good to have a dog here. Chuyi, can you put your dog outside? Ask the Security Officer to help you look after him.”

Song Chuchu glanced at the Security Officer unhappily. The Security Officer quickly said, “Young Master Song, don’t worry. I will definitely look after your dog like it’s my ancestor.”

“Give him some food; don’t feed him random things. He eats beef.” Only then did Song Chuyi throw the leash over coldly. “If anything happens to him, you’ll be responsible.”

“Yes, yes.” The Security Officer nodded respectfully. Nowadays, dogs led a better life than humans.

He tied the dog to the entrance and when the female guests and customers saw the beige Labrador, they all couldn’t bear to go in, stroking Robben’s head and some of them even took photos or selfies with him. After being surrounded by so many pretty ladies, Robben didn’t feel so dispirited within a short period of time.

On the rooftop of the balcony, Li Shaobin saw this scene and said with a smile, “Old Song, your Robben is really getting more and more popular with women.”

Song Chuyi curled his thin lips, ridiculing him. “Why don’t we have some dog meat hotpot tonight?”

The corners of Li Shaobin’s mouth froze. “There’s no need. Did Robben offend you?”

Song Chuyi took a sip of water. “I don’t really like the looks of him.”

“I think you don’t like the looks of anyone.” Zhan Mingwei smiled. “Why did you have the time to come out instead of keeping your wife company tonight? I remember that she doesn’t have to work overtime today.”

Song Chuyi’s brows sank. “Why do you know everything so well?”

Zhan Mingwei lowered his head and lit up a cigarette, saying in a low tone, “Guan Ying made you a cuckold. As your brother, I’ll have to keep a close watch for you. I’ve already gotten someone to take that stockings commercial down.”

“Oh, don’t tell me you’re talking about the stockings commercial Yan Changqing filmed?” Li Shaobin said with a grin, “I saw it too. It looks pretty good. Her legs are long and thin. Not to mention that perky butt, but her chest is huge too...”

Song Chuyi placed the cup of water down heavily and swept a glance over with his cold eyes silently.

Li Shaobin coughed softly, lowered his head and said, “I was just kidding.”

“Did you have a fight with Yan Changqing?” Zhan Mingwei asked curiously, “She was the one who drew that on your face that night, right?”

Song Chuyi said lightly, “Who else could it be?”

“Yan Changqing’s really awesome. She did something I wouldn’t dare to do.” Li Shaobin stuck up his thumb. “Did you teach her a lesson?”

“... I did.” Song Chuyi was silent for a while before adding, “She’s ignoring me now.”

Li Shaobin and Zhan Mingwei exchanged glances. “How did you teach her a lesson?”

Song Chuyi took another sip of water. A smear of embarrassment surfaced on his fair face.

Li Shaobin stared wide-eyed at him. “Don’t tell me you beat her up?”

Zhan Mingwei coughed softly and glared at him, saying, “People like you with no woman wouldn’t know. I think Old Song must’ve thrown her on the bed and taught her a harsh lesson.”

Song Chuyi’s pupils froze for a moment. He turned his face slightly, looking at the other side, replying, “No, I pressed her on the floor and did it several times. Her back was injured.”

Li Shaobin’s mouth dropped.

Zhan Mingwei took in a deep breath and stuck his thumb out. “Amazing. I’ve never even done that before.”

“Old Song, you’re a living and breathing beast.” Li Shaobin looked very excited. “You two are too hardcore; you’re making my blood pump and stir. I suddenly want to look for a woman too.”

“Scram.” Zhan Mingwei kicked the leg of his stool scornfully and said, “That’s a little too much. If my wife does something wrong, I’ll teach her a lesson on the bed at most. Say, how hard is the floor? Also, this might make women feel ashamed. Your beastly preferences are too violent.”

Li Shaobin frowned. “Teaching a lesson on the bed is so boring. I think I prefer Old Song’s methods. You just shouldn’t injure her.”