Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
“Rong Chang, you’re something. I’ll remember this.” Song Huaisheng was dizzy from rage. It was impossible for him to continue talking to her and he staggered away with the help of his assistant.
Changqing was utterly dumbstruck.
She didn’t think that her mother-in-law, who seemed cowardly in front of Song Chuyi usually, could say such… impressive things.
Even Song Huaisheng was unable to withstand her attack.
The people at the office wanted to laugh but were trying their best to hold back their laughter. Even Song Chulang, who always had a poker face, smiled a little.
“Chulang, buck up and stop pulling your mom down.” Rong Chang looked him seriously in the eye. “There are many things that we should create and work hard for by ourselves. Don’t keep thinking about reaching out to steal from others. Alright, the procedures are almost done and I don’t want to stay at this stupid company any longer. It’s totally beneath my status; I’ll get going first. If you dare to make trouble with Changqing again, you can stand by your dad for the rest of your life without needing to look for me again.”
1Changqing held onto Song Chuyi tightly and followed him out the door.
However, when she walked past Song Chulang, she still paused slightly and said softly, “Let me suggest one more time for you to go to a psychiatrist and talk about your issues.”
Song Chulang’s face stiffened. He glared at her and Changqing quickly tightened her grip on Song Chuyi’s arm, following him out.
After they walked out, Song Chuyi looked at her with a frown. “Why did you say that to him just now?”
“I really think he needs to see a psychiatrist.” Changqing widened her innocent eyes and asked, “Don’t you think so?”
Song Chuyi stroked her head pamperingly.
In the Song Household, a luxury car was parked in the courtyard.
The chauffeur came out of the car and opened the door to the backseat, helping Song Huaisheng out.
Song Huaisheng was in a bad mood. He pushed the chauffeur away and stormed into the living room.
Dai Ai was dressed in a red fur coat and sitting in a massage chair. At the side, the nanny was carrying Song Peiyuan while walking around the living room.
Upon seeing his return, Dai Ai stood up immediately. “How did it go? Did you stop them? The shares didn’t get transferred to Changqing, right? Aiya, I already said you shouldn’t have given her those 10% shares from the start.”
Song Huaisheng’s temples were pulsing upon hearing that. He looked at Dai Ai’s style of dress today. Her fur coat cost tens of thousands and it did look good on her. She was getting back in shape very quickly after delivery and her face was tender and delicate. She did look pretty but he still couldn’t help but recall what Rong Chang said. Other than being young, pretty and knowing how to spend money, she really didn’t have any other strengths.
She would only tell him what she bought today and what she would buy tomorrow on repeat every day.
Especially since she sat at home all day, and aside from spending money, she just spent money. She was even afraid to breastfeed for fear that she would get out of shape.
He turned his head back to look at the child in the nanny’s arms. Song Peiyuan was round and cute but… he was indeed at an age at which he could be Song Peiyuan’s grandfather.
The more he thought, the angrier he got. He glared at Dai Ai and went upstairs to the changing room to look at his hair.
I still have hair. How am I balding? How are there many wrinkles on my face? I just have a little bit.
1This Rong Chang was still as vicious with her words as before.
However, they hadn’t seen each other in years, yet she was still so well-dressed and didn’t become a sallow-faced middle-aged woman because of the divorce, while he had gained weight. Looking at himself, he did get a beer belly from all the socializing in the past few years.
Dai Ai walked upstairs and thought he was in such a bad mood because the shares were really transferred over. She softened her tone immediately and said gently, “What do you plan to do after this then?”
Song Huaisheng turned back and pulled a face. “You only know how to buy skincare products for yourself usually. Why don’t you ever buy some for me too?”
Dai Ai stared at him wide-eyed. “You were the one who said you didn’t want them.”
“And you didn’t buy any because I said I didn’t want any? You only know how to put things on your face.” Song Huaisheng couldn’t be bothered to look at her, walking to the study angrily.
Dai Ai’s eyes reddened from the grievance. She grumbled inside: What’s the use of using skincare products at such an old age? Sick.
Changqing, Song Chuyi and Rong Chang had dinner together outside.
Upon thinking about Song Huaisheng and Song Chulang’s angry looks, Changqing still felt a little agitated. Mommy Song was really her idol and goddess. Rong Chang was simply at a higher level than Ruan Yang.
Mommy Song was the definition of a woman crushing a man with her finger.
“Changqing, don’t keep taking food for me; you have to eat too.” Rong Chang felt uncomfortable all over upon being looked at with such a passionate gaze. She didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. “Chuyi, I’ve already booked my plane ticket and will be leaving in four days. I intend to go back to the old residence to visit your grandpa and grandma’s graves.”
Song Chuyi’s chopsticks paused and he said gently, “Mm, I’ll go with you tomorrow.”
Changqing bit on her chopstick ad asked embarrassedly, “Is the old residence very far from here?”
“It’s about a four to five-hour drive.” Rong Chang smiled understandingly. “Changqing, you’d better not go. The weather is getting colder now. Besides, it’ll be Christmas soon. You must be very busy at the station.”
Changqing nodded and felt exceptionally grateful for Rong Chang’s understanding. “Yeah. Our station has a large-scale program on Christmas day itself and I have a skit as well as some dance performances to do. I’m currently rehearsing every day and there’s even New Year’s day.”
“You know how to sing and dance?” Song Chuyi swept her a glance upon hearing that.
Changqing lifted her chin up proudly. “Don’t belittle me. As hosts, we sing and dance.”
“I couldn’t tell that Changqing was so talented,” Rong Chang complimented her with a smile.
Changqing smiled even more radiantly. “Hear that? Even your mom praised me.”
Song Chuyi found her funny and shook her head. She really couldn’t be complimented.
After dinner, Song Chuyi drove Rong Chang to a cafe where she would be meeting an old classmate. It was cold outside. He glanced at Changqing, who was balled-up in the car, and said, “Do you want to catch a movie?”
Changqing nodded immediately. “There happens to be an animated movie I want to watch.”
Animated movie…
The corners of Song Chuyi’s lips twitched. He was a regretting his offer a little. “An animated movie at your age?”
“It’s Detective Conan. I’ve watched it ever since I was young. I want to watch it.” Changqing watched him with puppy eyes.
Song Chuyi sighed. He didn’t think that at age 30, he would still have to catch an animated movie with a woman.
At the cinema, due to the cold weather, there weren’t many people and there were even fewer people watching animated movies.
While sitting in a chair waiting outside, an excited and young voice suddenly drifted over. Song Chuchu lifted his head and a red little figure jumped into his embrace. “Brother Chuyi, it’s really you!”
Changqing, who was beside him, was stunned. Wasn’t this the daughter of Song Chuyi’s Fourth Uncle, Song Qiaoqiao? They had met before during Grandma Song’s birthday party in the summer. After a few months, this little girl had grown taller, and of course, her face was even rounder.
“Qiaoqiao, what are you doing here?” Song Chuyi stroked Song Qiaoqiao’s cute little face. He lifted his head and saw a young woman standing in front of him, dressed in the same red down jacket as Song Qiaoqiao. She was also overjoyed.
“I brought Qiaoqiao over to watch Detective Conan. Brother Chuyi, are you here with Sister-in-law to catch a movie too?” The young woman looked at Changqing with bright eyes.
Song Chuyi introduced them. “This is Qiaoqiao’s sister, Haixi, who is also my cousin. She’s only 19 this year and was in the army previously until she came back on leave to visit her parents, so you might not have met her before.”
“Hi, Haixi, I’m…” before Changqing was done, Song Qiaoqiao pulled her mask down mischievously.
She got a shock and quickly pulled it back up. Song Chuyi held Song Qiaoqiao tightly so she would stop being naughty.
Song Haixi said with a smile, “I know, I’ve heard my parents talk about you. It’s been a while since I came back and I wanted to call you to hang out, Brother Chuyi, but I heard from my dad you went to Germany to take care of Auntie Rong. Is she fine now?”
Song Chuchu nodded. Song Haixi suddenly said secretively, “Right, I heard you’ve fallen out with First Uncle. Is everything alright? When I went back to visit Grandma last time, she was quite angry.”
“I reckon Grandma is quite happy with her grandson now,” Song Chuyi said lightly.
Song Qiaoqiao lifted her head out from his embrace. “Brother Chuyi, I want to eat cake and juice and popcorn.”
“Me too,” Song Haixi said with a chuckle.
Song Chuyi felt his head hurt. Suddenly, he felt as though he had brought three daughters out. Changqing was already going on about buying food earlier.
With someone footing the bill, the two cousins bought as much food as they wanted. At the end, when the movie was about to start, they realized they were all watching the same animated movie.
Song Haixi was shocked. “Brother Chuyi, I didn’t think that someone like you would watch an animated movie too.”
“Your Sister-in-law wanted to watch it.” Song Chuyi swept a glance at a certain someone.
Changqing turned her face away in embarrassment.
Song Haixi laughed secretly with understanding. “So you’re still a child at heart, Sister-in-law.”
Changqing was embarrassed.
There were very few people in the theater room. In the end, the four sat together.
Song Qiaoqiao was small and liked to stick to Song Chuyi, so she insisted on sitting in his lap.
The little girl even found Detective Conan to be scary and loved to hide in Song Chuyi’s embrace. Beside him, Changqing was also gripping onto his sleeve tightly, looking afraid.
Song Chuyi sighed. He held her hand with one hand and calmed Song Qiaoqiao down with the other.
He could already see what the future would look like if he had a daughter. It would probably look like the current scenario, calming his daughter while calming his wife.
Indeed, a son would be better.
One unreasonable daughter was enough. Too many of them would be too difficult.
After the movie, Song Chuyi took the two cousins out for supper before sending them home.
Changqing sighed. She had wanted to spend time with him alone. Although Song Qiaoqiao was very cute and they also had supper, which she loved, she still felt a little regretful.
“What’s wrong?” Song Chuyi asked as he turned his face to the side.
“I didn’t know you had a cousin in the army. Why was a girl sent to the army?” Changqing mumbled.
“I have many cousins within and outside the country. I’m afraid you wouldn’t remember if I told you about all of them,” Song Chuyi explained lightly. “Haixi requested to go to the army. She thought that the army uniforms were very suave, and after getting in, she found it too tough and regretted it but she couldn’t get out anymore. There’s no way out.”
Changqing was speechless. Now that he said that, she suddenly found Song Haixi a little pitiful.