Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
After Song Chuyi got up from the bed and went to the bathroom to take a shower, Changqing stormed down the stairs angrily.
In the living room, Yan Lei was watching a war film in high spirits.
When she entered the living room and saw that her Dad was watching television, she immediately rushed over and switched off the television to protest. “Dad, why did you give him the key to my room? Can you respect my privacy?”
“There isn’t any privacy for a married couple with regards to their rooms once they get married,” Yan Lei said while disgruntled. “Turn on the television now. I’m in the middle of the most exciting part of show.”
“I’m your biological daughter!” Changqing was resentful. “Why do you believe whatever he says?!”
“It’s precisely because you’re my biological daughter that I know your tendencies!” Yan Lei said snappishly. “Chuyi is such an honest child unlike you! Always causing trouble since you were young with your lies. Did you think your own Dad wouldn’t know?”
Changqing stomped her feet upon hearing him rebuking her. “What did he give you? Why do you trust him so much?”
“You’re simply throwing a tantrum. I’m not going to argue with you anymore. I’m going to the study to watch my show.” Among the Thirty-Six Stratagems, Yan Lei chose the best tactic—fleeing from the scene as his method to deal with Changqing.
Changqing was sulking on the sofa as she felt vexed.
Meanwhile, Song Chuyi entered the living room with a pink towel tied around his waist after he finished showering. The few beads of water droplets on his chest enhanced his sexiness, and as if his chest was sketched by an artist after careful consideration, it made one enter into a reverie at the sight of his chest.
After catching a glimpse of it, Changqing’s face turned hot uncontrollably. Afterwards, when she realized her face was flushed red, she became overwhelmed with shame and rage. “Why are you using my towel, and why are you covering… covering…” Changqing exclaimed, but her voice soon trailed off as she couldn’t bring herself to finish her sentence.
Especially when it ended with the words “your butt.”
“I didn’t want to use your towel either! But there were no clean clothes available, and I could only make do with this for the time being.” Song Chuyi rebuked her. He narrowed his eyes and looked at her. “If you handed me a clean towel before I went to shower, I wouldn’t have ended up like this!”
Changqing wanted to swear. After using her personal belongings, he even had the gall to say that he was putting up with using her towel as if it was a nasty thing for him to do. Hence, she rebutted him. “Couldn’t you go home to bathe?”
“Are you really so eager to see me leave?” Song Chuyi’s suave eyebrows knitted. “I wonder what your reaction would be if instead of me, it was Fu Yu who was standing in front of you right now?”
“You don’t even love me at all. I don’t believe you’d get jealous,” Changqing refuted.
Song Chuyi squinted his eyes, showing long and narrow slits. He acknowledged he was feeling quite abnormal from his usual self today, and it was probably because Changqing really made him mad.
He didn’t want the incident with Guan Ying to happen again.
A man could endure a failure once; but if he was to suffer another failure again, he wasn’t entirely sure he wouldn’t just grab a scalpel and attack Fu Yu directly with it.
He took a deep breath then he swept a glance at Changqing flatly. “In any case, you’re my wife now. Besides, if I didn’t come over to your house to fetch you, what would your Dad think of me, especially when you came back to stay with him after just living in my house for less than three days? Yes, our marriage was established based on the pursuit of our own individual interests. However, I can see that you’re quite filial to your Dad. Although you were raised up in a single-parent family, the love your Dad provides to you is more complete than any normal family. You’re a filial child, and so I understand that you wouldn’t want to see your Dad worry about you. Although I can’t promise that I’ll do everything right in our marriage, I will do my best to reassure your family that you’re well-taken care of. If you reckon that the things that I’m doing are redundant, then I have nothing to say and I’ll leave here immediately and will stop coming to the Yan’s family house.”
After he finished, he got up and went up to Changqing’s room, leaving Changqing behind.
Changqing remained stunned for a while then she followed him out as well.
By the time she arrived at her room, he had already changed into his trousers in the bathroom and was currently wearing his shirt.
Upon seeing him, traces of emptiness filled Changqing’s heart, and she was at a loss for what to do.
If he never visited her house again, she couldn’t imagine how disappointed or angry Yan Lei would be.