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Chapter 252: What Do You Think About That?

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

“Your brother actually did such a thing?” Grandma Song took in a few deep breaths of cold air and her body swayed.

Song Chuyi quickly supported her. “Grandma, are you okay?”

Grandma Song kept taking in deep breaths before she calmed down. She waved her hand and her expression looked awful. “No matter what, Dai Ai married into our Song Family, after all, and she was also pregnant. Whatever the case was, he shouldn’t have done something like that to a pregnant lady and child.”

Song Chuchu pressed his lips together and was silent for a long time before he started again, “When Dai Ai came into the picture, my brother and I were already grown up. You only cared about the fact that Dai Ai was pregnant with a Song Family child, but when my brother and I saw the child, we had mixed emotions and couldn’t say we would like him. I didn’t expect my brother to use such means, but what can I do? He’s my brother after all. I didn’t tell anyone. Even Changqing is in the dark. She always felt that she was the one who harmed Dai Ai and has felt very guilty, and everyone in the family, including you, had a 180-degree change in attitude towards her. She couldn’t take it emotionally. Actually, she’s the most innocent one.”

“Now that you put it this way... I have gone a little overboard recently.” Grandma Song was still in shock. “Looks like our family’s been wrong about her.”

“Yeah.” Song Chuyi nodded and said complicatedly, “Grandma, to tell the truth, you care too much about the grandchildren in the family. Your attitude towards her was quite good initially, but just because of that incident with Song Peiyuan, you dislike her. In the end, you’ve treated her as an outsider in your heart all along. Actually, everyone makes mistakes. Even if you were angry at her in one moment, wouldn’t you forgive her in the end as a family member?”

Grandma Song pondered for a while and said matter-of-factly, “I’ve lived to this age, so don’t you think I care about my children and grandchildren? I also want this family to live in harmony.”

Song Chuchu laughed bitterly inside. If he hadn’t stayed at the Yan Household, he might’ve shared the same concept of harmony as Grandma Song. However, right now, he only felt that this so-called harmony in the Song Family was actually selfish.

But what could he do about it? These were all his family members.

“Alright, I won’t treat Changqing like that in the future anymore,” Grandma Song said with embarrassment. “She was wronged by this incident; I will make it up to her. However, don’t tell your dad and Dai Ai about this. Otherwise, this family would end up in pieces. If it isn’t dealt with properly, your dad might even take back your brother’s position as the CEO and the only thing you know is medicine. If your brother’s no longer the CEO, the only ones who would benefit would still be Dai Ai and her son. It’s only when your brother’s doing well in the Song Family that the shares that will belong to you in the future be protected. Your brother and your future are closely linked.”

“... Mm, head to bed soon,” Song Chuyi said as he didn’t want to continue the conversation.

He came out of the room and discovered that Changqing was still sitting in the living room.

He was shocked. “Why didn’t you go up?”

“I was waiting for you.” Changqing peeled a pecan. Of course, she wouldn’t tell him that she was afraid that if she went upstairs, Song Chuyi would be hooked into Song Yunyang’s room. As the saying went, “better safe than sorry”. “Why were you gone for so long?”

“I had a little chat with my grandma. Let’s go.” Song Chuyi took her bag and walked upstairs with her hand in hand.

Changqing looked at her little hand in his. The corners of her lips curled up and she hugged his arm dependently as they climbed upstairs. “What time is your brother coming back?”

“I don’t know.” After Song Chuyi entered the room, he locked the door and hugged her from behind, kissing the back of her neck as he said with an enchanting voice, “Can we shower together tonight?”

“Stinking gangster. I don’t want to.” Changqing’s face was hot. She knew that something like this would happen after they made up. She wasn’t unwilling, but after not doing it for such a long time, she suddenly felt as nervous as her first time.

“It’s okay if we don’t shower together, but...” Song Chuyi turned her face around and looked straight at her without hiding his flaming gaze. “We haven’t ridden for a long time. If we don’t practice, we’ll get rusty.”

Changqing turned her face away as she blushed and didn’t dare to look him in the eye. Her skin was thin to begin with, and now, she was so shy that her face looked like a ripe peach, making him want to take a few bites. “I’m not rusty; I don’t need practice at all.”

“Alright, then. Ride me later.” Song Chuyi kissed her cheek with a grin.

“I’m ignoring you.” Changqing couldn’t listen on. She pounded him with her fists and went to gather her clothes to take a shower.

When she was showering, she still felt very nervous. She took her time and scrubbed herself with the soap over and over. After she was done, she looked at her fair and tender body, put on her pajamas shyly and walked out.

She was wearing ordinary, white pajamas. The V-neck was decorated with lace, making her look fresh but a little naughty and sexy at the same time. This aroused Song Chuyi. He glanced at her and grabbed his pajama shorts, walking in to take his shower without saying a word.

He wanted to shower quickly so that he could sort this little vixen out.

The moment he walked away, Changqing lay down in bed embarrassed, covering her face shyly. So nervous, what to do?

At that moment, Wen Tong sent her a WeChat message: How did it go?

Changqing replied: What do you mean?

Wen Tong: Did you become Bao Si? Did you become a vixen?

Changqing scolded: Scram.

Wen Tong: Haha, all the best. Piss Song Yunyang off. Right, it’d be best if you could leave some love bites on Song Chuyi’s neck.

Love bites? Changqing’s face heated up. How intense.

Wen Tong: Think about it. Once Song Yunyang sees the love bites on Song Chuyi’s neck tomorrow morning, she will vomit blood. Oh, right, moan louder. It would be best if Song Yunyang hears you. What could provoke your love rival more than you two having sex?

Changqing: ...

She felt this person was going off-limits. Song Yunyang wasn’t the only person in this house. Besides, how loud must she be for Song Yunyang to hear her on the first floor?

Changqing couldn’t bring herself to do it. She reckoned Song Yunyang wouldn’t even be able to hear her even if she screamed herself hoarse.

However, the love bites could be considered.

Within moments, Song Chuyi walked out. Changqing was a little shocked at his speed. “You’re a little too fast.”

“Mm. I wasn’t in the mood to shower as I thought about how I could start feasting. However, I did wash thoroughly inside and out. I’m pretty clean. How about we start our supper right now?” Song Chuyi was wearing a pair of shorts as he walked towards the bed.

Changqing was a little dumbfounded. She blinked with her large eyes and looked at his muscular, long legs and slim waist. She licked her lips unconsciously. “Supper?”

“Yeah, I’m your supper. What do you think about that?” Song Chuyi placed one hand beside her to prop himself up as his sexy chest slid over her head. A drop of water dripped onto the tip of her nose. Changqing’s face was red from inside out.

AHAHAH. This supper is too intense.

“No... no way. It feels like I’m your supper right now,” Changqing stuttered in retortion.

Song Chuyi’s sexy lips curled up. His eyes hadn’t shone so brightly in a long time. “It doesn’t matter who is whose supper. The important thing is that supper is starting.”

After saying that, his body, wafting with the scent of shower gel, suddenly pressed on top of hers. His lips, which had the fresh scent of toothpaste, locked onto hers deeply.

Changqing hugged his back nervously and felt an area that was wet. She pulled her trembling lips back and her breathing was irregular. “You haven’t dried yourself.”

“It doesn’t matter. I’ll be wet again in a little bit.” He laughed softly as he watched her.

Changqing’s face suddenly became red. Her mind went down the drain. It’s all this stinking gangster’s fault.

“I haven’t had supper for so long that I’ve gotten thinner.” Song Chuyi grabbed her hands and put them on his waist. His body crept up slowly and Changqing felt as though she was suddenly under the 40°C sun as her body began to heat up and perspire.

The two really hadn’t done it in a long time. Changqing felt pain again, but in no time at all, she was crying and groaning as she held onto Song Chuyi, losing all sense of direction.

Song Chuyi’s heart was all soft from her crying. People said that women were made of water. She must have a very high composition of water.

After they were done, Changqing lay on his chest like a little kitten. Song Chuyi hugged her as he touched her here and kissed her there.

Changqing slowly regained her spirit and started to stare at his body.

“Why are you staring?” Song Chuyi stroked her head. “Do you think your husband has a very good figure?”

“No.” Changqing recalled Wen Tong’s words and suddenly lowered her head to kiss his neck.

Song Chuyi froze and suddenly felt as though he had won the lottery. “Do you still want it?”

He was initially afraid that she couldn’t take it, so he intentionally took a break, but he didn’t think she would be so proactive.

“No, look at you. You leave so many love bites on my body every time. I want to leave some too but I don’t know how. Don’t move. Let me experiment,” Changqing muttered.

“You don’t have to experiment on my neck. Do you expect me to wear a scarf on a hot summer day?” Song Chuyi moved away a little.

“No, I just want to do it on your neck.” Changqing pouted. “You can say that it was a mosquito bite.”

“Which mosquito has such a big mouth?” Song Chuyi poked her mouth.

“I don’t care, I just want to do it.” Changqing snorted coquettishly and twisted her little body. “If you don’t want it, I won’t let you have supper ever again.”

Song Chuyi’s blood rushed to his head from all her twisting and he lost all rationale, allowing her to do whatever she wanted.

Changqing, this huge mosquito, quickly lowered her head, and after kissing him for a very long time, his neck was still spotless. There wasn’t a single red mark. “Why’s it like this? Why can’t I give you a hickey?”

“Perhaps it’s because you’re doing it at the wrong place?” Song Chuyi egged her on.

Changqing thought about it and realized it made sense too. Hence, she shifted to his collarbone. However, after fiddling for a long time, there was still nothing. She felt a little defeated. “It must be because your skin is too thick.”

Song Chuyi grinned and allowed her to continue. He was currently enjoying her kisses.

“I want to search online.” Changqing sat up.

The corners of his mouth twitched. He quickly pulled her arm. “I might as well teach you rather than you searching online.”

“How are you going to teach me?” Changqing blinked her moist, large eyes.

Song Chuyi lowered his head and made a small hickey on her shoulder. He lifted his head and curled his lips. “Did you feel it?”

Changqing was in a daze. “Feel what?”

Song Chuyi continued giving her hickeys. Changqing could faintly feel something, so she started to imitate him. However, no matter how she tried, she couldn’t give him a hickey even after her lips hurt. In the end, in order to teach her, Song Chuyi gave her hickeys all over her body, and while he was at it, he took her for another round of riding.

In the end, Changqing was so exhausted that she forgot all about giving him a hickey.

When she woke up the next morning and saw the hickeys all over her body, she faintly felt as though she was tricked.

She pinched the arm of the man who was sound asleep. “Did you do it on purpose? Why can’t I give you any hickey when you gave me so many?”

Song Chuyi stroked her brain sleepily. “You learn too slowly.”

“You must’ve done it on purpose.” Changqing pouted. He must’ve taught her the wrong way on purpose in fear that Song Yunyang would see the hickeys on his neck. “Also, you’re so good at giving hickeys; have you done it on other women before?”

Song Chuyi opened his eyes helplessly. Sometimes, the way a woman’s mind drew links would really make a man’s head ache. “No, it’s very easy. You just did it wrong.”

“I don’t believe you.” Changqing flipped over and turned her back to him.

Her soft and delicate waist was only covered by a thin blanket, and looking at it aroused Song Chuyi again. He moved over and hugged her from behind, kissing her ear without stopping as he coaxed her with a deep, hoarse voice, “Don’t be angry. It’s just that your skin is especially tender, so it’s easy to give you hickeys.”

Changqing twisted her small body. She was initially just putting on a pretense, but she suddenly felt a little like crying and her voice was hoarse too. “I hate you. I’ve only tried to give you a hickey and I even failed at that, but you’ve had so many girlfriends.”

What does she mean by many girlfriends?

Song Chuyi felt as though his head would explode. It was early in the morning and he plainly didn’t do anything. Why was his woman crying suddenly? “Don’t cry, I’ll let you continue trying, okay?”

“No, I don’t want to anymore. I don’t care for it.” Changqing wiped the tears at the corners of her eyes with her fingers. “Tell me, which girlfriend do you like the most among all the ones you’ve dated?”

Song Chuyi felt that his EQ wasn’t very high when it came to relationships.

However, it was a no-brainer that if your answer was someone else when a woman asked this question, you would be dead.

“Of course it’s you,” he quickly coaxed as he lowered his head to kiss her little face non-stop.

“You hesitated for two seconds.” Changqing pushed his face away and didn’t let him kiss her. “I don’t believe you.”

Song Chuyi didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. “You asked me this question so suddenly—

can’t I be stunned for a while?”

Changqing pressed her lips together and didn’t say anything. In any case, she was feeling frustrated.

“Alright, stop crying. I’ll let you practice as much as you like next time, alright?” Song Chuyi turned her body around. Changqing’s nose was still red, making her look like a bunny.

He kissed her forehead gently and patiently. “Sleep for a while more. I’m going for my morning shift.”

“If you’re leaving then I’m leaving too.” Changqing sat up as she rubbed her eyes.

“It’s okay, you sleep in. My grandma definitely won’t treat you like yesterday,” Song Chuyi said. “I chatted with her yesterday and she felt deeply remorseful. From today onwards, she will definitely treat you as she did before.”