Chapter 159: Changqing Was Jealous

Fu Yu swept her a casual glance. “Are you referring to Changqing’s marriage with Song Chuyi?”

“It seems like CEO Fu knew it already.” Guan Ying’s complexion didn’t look good. “However, judging from how CEO Fu behaved just now, it seems like you don’t have any intention of giving up, right?”

“You’re right.” Fu Yu stood up and he carried a sense of chill with his imposing aura. “Changqing and I have known each other since we were young. When I found out about it, I was shocked. What about you? Weren’t you shocked?”

Guan Ying was silent, mockery seeped through the corners of her mouth.

She was far more than shocked. She simply felt a deep sense of betrayal and it was a huge blow, as though someone had stabbed her in the back.

Her good friend had snatched the man she liked behind her back.

However, even so, Fu Yu still couldn’t forget Changqing.

Why wasn’t she that lucky?

She clenched her fists tightly behind her back. Other than denial, there was also frantic jealousy.

Fu Yu took notice of all the changes in her eyes and laughed. “Don’t you think that now is the best time for us to work together?”

Guan Ying tugged at the corner of her lips slightly. “How could a person so high and mighty like CEO Fu be willing to work with such a small character like me? Could it be that CEO Fu feels challenged somewhat?”

It wasn’t a nice feeling being exposed by someone. Fu Yu frowned. However, it was true. He had to admit that he lost to Song Chuyi. He didn’t even know what method Song Chuyi used to suddenly make Changqing’s heart lean towards him and wasn’t even willing to give him a chance. The only solution now was to make Changqing give up. “Don’t you want to snatch him back too?”

“Men like you will always like women like Changqing; would I even stand a chance?” Guan Ying scoffed.

“Of course you do.” Fu Yu said in a lukewarm tone, “Any marriage comes with a crack. Don’t forget that you’re Song Chuyi’s ex-girlfriend. Guan Ying, let’s work together well and the company will give you everything you want. We’re now standing on the same side.”

Guan Ying looked down once again.

That was true. When she was of use to him, they were on the same side. When she wasn’t of any use to him, she couldn’t even compare to a dog.

Changqing, ah Changqing. Why do so many of the men around you like you?

Changqing could get everything effortlessly, but a powerless ant like herself would have to give it her all, foregoing her pride to fight for what she wanted.

At six in the evening, Changqing left the broadcasting station and went straight home without going anywhere.

After seeing Guan Ying in the morning, she wasn’t in a very good mood and the moment she entered the house, Yan Lei was once again out and not coming back to eat that night.

Song Chuchu wasn’t around either. She asked Auntie Zhang, “Where did Chuchu go?”

Auntie Zhang teased, “You’re so eager to ask about his whereabouts the moment you reach home and don’t see him. You don’t even ask about your father.”

Changqing felt a little embarrassed. “Dad must’ve gone out to socialize again.”

“Your father hasn’t been home to eat dinner for several days.” Auntie Zhang said, “You’re busy and so is Mr. Song. I eat alone every day.”

Changqing was in a daze. “Why’s my father so busy these past few days?”

“You… I’m afraid you’ve forgotten about your father the moment you got married.

You.” Auntie Zhang laughed softly.

Changqing suddenly felt guilty. She hadn’t been spending much time with Yan Lei recently. Although she stayed at the Yan household every day, it was just a rushed meeting every morning.

“Mr. Song took Robben out in the afternoon. He didn’t tell me and I didn’t dare to ask,” Auntie Zhang said.

Changqing nodded. She called Song Chuyi and the phone rang a few times but the voice that picked up wasn’t Song Chuyi’s.

“Yan Chunchun ah.”

The gleeful voice of the man was accompanied by the gushing sound of the ocean wind. It was Li Shaobin.

“What did you call me?” Changqing frowned. Even if he was a triad boss, how could he humiliate her like this? She had her dignity too.

“Haha, I’m sorry, the caller ID showed your name like this.” Li Shaobin laughed pretty joyfully.

Changqing was in a bad mood. How vile. Song Chuchu actually saved her number like that.

That was unpardonable. How was she stupid [1. The Chinese character “chun” for Yan Chunchun means stupid.]?

“Get Song Chuchu on the phone.” She was going to give him an earful.

“Chuchu is cutting sashimi; it’s inconvenient for him right now. Tell me whatever you have to say.” Li Shaobin seemed to have taken the role of the master of the house.

Changqing looked at the phone and was angry once again. Why did she get the feeling like she had become the third party? “What sashimi? Is he not coming home to eat?”

“Of course not. I’m intending to have a candle-lit dinner with him out at sea,” Li Shaobin said gleefully. “Changqing, say, how many days in a week have you hogged my Chuchu for yourself? It’s rare for him to be on a break—shouldn’t you let him have dinner with me too? Don’t be angry. I won’t vie with you over Chuchu. When we’re done with dinner and a movie later, I’ll let him go home to accompany you. Bye-bye.”

“Hello, hello…” The beeping sound came from the other side of the phone. Changqing was flabbergasted, clenching her fists tightly with anger.

That was too much. Now her love rivals weren’t just women but men too.

Song Chuchu had never even had a candle-lit dinner with her before, not to mention out at sea. Having dinner out at sea would be so romantic with this weather. Also, she had never watched a movie with Song Chuchu either.

Changqing was jealous. She felt a sense of jealousy she had never felt before towards Li Shaobin.

On the yacht, Zhan Mingwei flipped a page on the magazine and swept a glance at Li Shaobin who was smiling like a flower and was speechless for a while. His wife beside him, Siyao, laughed and said, “Is it really fine for you to tease her like that?”

“He’s just itching for a beating,” Zhan Mingwei said indifferently.

“Especially when the person who’s going to beat him up is Chuyi.” Siyao laughed softly. “Should we leave tonight? We’re a little extra.”

“If we leave, Chuchu will definitely throw him out to sea to feed the fishes tonight.” Zhan Mingwei raised his eyebrows while rejoicing over his misfortune.

“Chuchu would never bear to throw me into the sea. He couldn’t bear to do it.” Li Shaobin took a sip of red wine unruly.

“Is Chuchu a name for you to call?” Suddenly, Song Chuyi’s low voice came from behind him.

“Pfft.” Li Shaobin spit out the mouthful of wine, turned his head immediately and saw Song Chuyi, who was dressed in a T-shirt and shorts. He smiled with embarrassment. “Don’t you think that after calling you Chuchu, there seems to be less distance between us?”

Song Chuyi looked at Zhan Mingwei with his face all black. “Please throw him into the sea—I don’t want to see him. He’s disgusting.”

“It’s not disgusting; you’ve always been his one true love.” Zhan Mingwei rejoiced in his misfortune. “Say, Shaobin, if you don’t find yourself a girlfriend soon, I’m really going to wonder if you lean towards that side.”

“Why doesn’t sister-in-law introduce me to one?” Li Shaobin looked at Siyao with a smile. “I like someone who’s like the raging sea.”

“So you like dairy cows,” Zhan Mingwei said half-understandingly.

“Dairy cows are comfortable to the touch.” Li Shaobin opened and closed his two claws in a groping motion.

“You men are really vulgar.” Siyao rolled her eyes.

“You can have no lower limits yourself; just don’t drag me down to your level in front of my wife.” Zhan Mingwei kept his distance from a certain someone immediately.

“Why did you take my phone?” Song Chuyi suddenly looked at Li Shaobin’s hand.

“Oh, your wife called just now and asked if you were going home for dinner. I said we were fishing out at sea and you’re not going back to eat.” Li Shaobin quickly passed his phone over obediently.

Song Chuyi froze for a while. He thought Changqing wouldn’t be back tonight. However, since Li Shaobin already told her, he didn’t have to call her back again.

Zhan Mingwei and his wife secretly swept a glance at Li Shaobin.

When Song Chuyi returned to the kitchen, Zhan Mingwei said, “Honey, if you were to come across a similar situation and misunderstanding, that must mean I’ve encountered some shameless third party like Shaobin. You mustn’t misunderstand me.”

“Dear, don’t worry. I understand.” Siyao nodded.

After having dinner on the yacht, they sat for a while and chatted. Song Chuyi drove the yacht back to shore and drove his car back to the Yan household.

Changqing was sitting in the living room, watching television programs.

She heard the sound of the car engine outside and a few minutes later, Robben came barking over, jumping onto Changqing excitedly.

“You… did you have fun playing out at sea? What did you have for dinner? Red wine? Sashimi?” Changqing pinched Robben’s ears and from the corner of her eyes, saw Song Chuyi, who was dressed in casual wear, walking in from outside. Hence, she continued saying to Robben, “Say, why did you come back so early? Aren’t you going on a date and watching a movie?”

Song Chuyi was already used to her scolding him indirectly and said with a frown, “Talk to me properly. Aren’t you tired of talking to a dog?”

Changqing snorted. “No.”

“Carry on then. I hope you and Robben can make an outstanding contribution to the improvement of human and animal communication.”

Song Chuyi threw himself languidly onto the couch, putting his arms on the armrest at the side as he watched the human and dog.

Changqing pushed the doggy head in front of her away and said in an eccentric way, “You shouldn’t have come back so early; you should’ve finished your candle-lit dinner then watched a romance movie before sleeping together. Oh, right, you didn’t watch a movie. Was it because Robben was there as a lightbulb?”

Song Chuyi frowned and his face twitched. “What are you talking about? You’re sick.”

“You’re the sick one.” Changqing glared over at him.

Song Chuyi massaged his brows and felt like he couldn’t get through to her. He got up and took a small piece of watermelon from the table.

Robben ran over immediately, looking at him and drooling with desire.

Song Chuyi pinched a small piece for him and Robben ate it ravenously.

Changqing was in shock.

Robben was actually a dog who ate watermelon.

Changqing blinked and suddenly stretched her hand out towards him. “Let me take a look at your phone.”

“For what?” Song Chuyi stayed seated.

“My phone has no battery. Lend me yours so I can make a call,” Changqing said.

Only then did Song Chuyi pass her his phone. He unlocked it with the fingerprint recognition and threw it to her.

Changqing was unhappy. He wasn’t even willing to tell her his password.

She pressed on the call button and took a look at the call history. The second number actually was “Yan Chunchun.”

“Song Chuchu, why did you save my number like that?” Changqing said angrily as she pointed at the screen.

“…” Song Chuyi turned his face away. “It’s quite cute.”

“Cute your head. Change it.” Changqing stomped her feet. “If you don’t change it, I’ll change your name in my contacts to Song Chunchun.”

Song Chuyi was at a loss for words.

He reached his hand out towards her. “Pass me my phone.”

Changqing went over with the phone. Song Chuyi changed the three words “Yan Chunchun” to “Yan Changqing.”

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