YM778.TV Chapter 180 - What On Earth Were You Thinking About?
Chapter 180: What On Earth Were You Thinking About?
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Changqing watched his retreating back until Song Chuyi, who was wearing a clean white coat, walked over. “I saw Fu Yu just now...”
“I chatted with him for a while...” Changqing said dispiritedly as she hung her head low.
Song Chuyi caressed her head and brought her into the ward. He glanced at Yan Lei, who had just finished feeding Shen Lu a bowl of porridge and said with a smile, “Your appetite isn’t bad.”
“Yeah.” Shen Lu asked worriedly, “Dr. Song, there shouldn’t be any major problem with me, right? I’m just wish to live to a ripe old age now.”
Song Chuyi laughed. “With this heart of wanting to live to a ripe old age, you will definitely have a chance. You don’t have any headaches or nausea today?”
Shen Lu shook her head.
“Looks like you’re much better than yesterday. However, just in case, you should still stay at the hospital for a few more days for observation. Right, don’t call me Dr. Song in the future. Call me Chuyi.”
“Yes, yes, yes. He’s my son-in-law, so calling him Dr. Song is like viewing him as an outsider,” Yan Lei said with a chuckle.
A trace of embarrassment flashed past Shen Lu’s face.
Yan Lei said, “Chuyi, I’ll have to trouble you with regards to your Auntie Shen. You have to help her recover quickly.”
“I will do my best.” Song Chuyi put his hands in his pockets.
Changqing looked at the time. “Dad, Auntie Shen, I’ll head off to the broadcasting station.”
“Be careful,” Shen Lu said.
Song Chuyi took her downstairs. “Are you going to France tomorrow for the final recording of your program?”
“Yes, I’ll be back in a few days.” Changqing sighed tiredly. “I can finally stop for a while after that.”
Song Chuyi caressed her head. “Come back earlier tonight.”
Changqing seemed to see a fire burning in his eyes and she blushed, turning around to enter the car without replying.
At night, she returned to the Yan Household after having dinner with the people at the broadcasting station.
When she went upstairs and saw a few boxes of condoms laying on the coffee table in the bedroom, she glared at the man who just came out refreshed from the shower, embarrassed. “Why did you buy so many?”
“To use, of course.” Song Chuyi’s dark eyes seemed to be smiling. “Don’t worry, I won’t finish them tonight. I’ll leave some for next time.”
Changqing rolled her eyes as she blushed again.
Nonsense. Of course they couldn’t finish it all at once; was he trying to torture her to death?
“Alright, alright, go shower quickly.” Song Chuyi was tired of waiting and pushed her into the bathroom.
Changqing went against his will on purpose and showered slowly.
When she came out of the shower, Song Chuyi’s handsome face was full of dissatisfaction. “I told you to hurry up, yet you were still so slow. I’m going to punish you.”
Changqing pouted innocently. “Don’t you think it was just because I wanted to make sure I was clean?”
“Then let me check whether you’re clean or not.” Song Chuyi took one large stride and carried her to the bed.
In no time, the bedroom was echoing with Changqin’s soft moans. “Don’t touch there...”
“This is the most important place to check; let me see if there’s any bacteria. Let me tell you—if you don’t wash up nicely, you’ll contract gynecological diseases easily...” Someone started to tell her about all sorts of gynecological diseases while getting his hands all over her.
Changqing was about to explode. This perverted doctor.
That night, Dr. Song had a satisfying meal.
Changqing lay in his embrace for a while dizzily before getting up suddenly, poking his chest while she said demurely, “Tell me honestly. You’re such a beast. The first time... when you did a check-up on me, what on earth were you thinking about?”
Song Chuyi’s dark eyes were smiling as he looked at the blush on her face that had yet to fade and said, “Of course I was thinking of what a beast does.”
“Beast.” Changqing bit him ruthlessly.
How embarrassing. She wasn’t even his then; how could he think about something like that?
Song Chuyi laughed softly and hugged her, whispering into her ear, “I have an urge to do it again.”
Changqing stared wide-eyed. How could he have so much energy?
She shrank into the covers quickly in shock and Song Chuyi immediately chased after her. In no time, sounds of soft whimpering came from under the covers.
The next morning, when Song Chuyi saw her off for her flight, Changqing’s face was flushed.
When Yan Molun took her luggage, he glanced at Song Chuyi and mouthed the word “beast”.
Song Chuyi touched his nose with embarrassment. Was he really such a beast?
It was still okay.
When she arrived in France, Changqing received a short text message from Song Chuyi: “I’ve transferred five hundred thousand onto the card I gave you last time. Help me pick a birthday gift for my grandma—her birthday is in a few days’ time.”
Changqing was in a daze. She was only staying in France for around three days on this trip. She also only had five hundred thousand previously in Hong Kong.
Indeed, after that quarrel, he had become more generous. However, this time, she learned not to squander the money away.
Three days was neither short nor long.
Song Chuyi glanced at his phone occasionally; things were strange this time. There were actually no notifications from the bank about the card expenditure.
In Hong Kong last time, he got more than 20 messages from the bank to notify him about the card expenditure.
This was really strange indeed.
He took the initiative to call, but her phone was switched off. It wasn’t until night time that Changqing replied with the message: “I was sleeping just now.”
“Have you gotten a gift for my grandma yet?” Song Chuyi asked in another way.
“Not yet.” Changqing said gloomily, “There’s no time to go shopping; I’ll go tomorrow. What should I get your grandma? How much should I spend?”
“That’s up to you.” Song Chuyi cleared his throat. “The jewellery and makeup products in France are quite good. You can buy some.”
“I know! I’ll get your grandma a necklace.” Changqing had an idea immediately.
Song Chuyi frowned. “I was talking about you, not my grandma.”
“Alright, I got it,” Changqing replied.
The next day, when Song Chuyi was done doing check-ups for his patients, he received an extra message on his phone about an over two hundred thousand expenditure and he was quite satisfied. He called over. “What did you buy today?”
Changqing was overwhelmed by his attention. In Hong Kong, he didn’t call her so proactively to ask her about what she bought. Could it be that he was using another way to hint at her to spend less?
She pondered it carefully and thought it was highly possible. Luckily, she didn’t buy much. “Nothing much; I just got a necklace for your grandma. It’s 230 thousand. What do you think... about the price?”
“It’s okay.” Song Chuyi’s frown deepened. So the 230 thousand from the card was all for his grandma’s gift and she didn’t get anything for herself.
“That’s good.” Changqing heaved a sigh of relief. Buying gifts for such wealthy people was a chore indeed. One had to grasp the range carefully. It wouldn’t be good to accidentally buy something too expensive or too cheap. Luckily, she consulted her father.
Song Chuyi gritted his teeth. “So what did you get for yourself?”
“I walked around and didn’t see anything I wanted. Maybe it’s because we bought too much last time,” Changqing said this very subtly. She did buy something, but she used her own card. Of course, she couldn’t tell him that. Otherwise, he would think she thought he was petty again.
Therefore, sometimes, men were more troublesome than women.
Song Chuyi rubbed his glabella. He seemed to feel that he couldn’t really trust her words. With her shopping abilities, no one would believe that there was nothing she wanted at a shopping paradise like France. “In any case, don’t come back if you haven’t finished spending all the money.”
He hung up the phone firmly. Due to his high volume when he was on the phone, he made a little nurse who walked past gape in awe. “Wow, Dr. Song, you’re really very generous to your wife.”
Usually, husbands would be afraid of their wives spending money. Only Dr. Song would be so aggressive to tell his wife not to come back before spending all the money.
She also wanted to have a husband like that.
Whimper.
Dr. Song adjusted his coat and displayed his aloof profile, saying lightly, “If I’m not generous to my own wife, who would I be generous to?”
France. Changqing rubbed her ear which was in pain from the shouting. Did Song Chuchu take the wrong medicine?
She was going back tomorrow and there was no more time to shop anymore. How was she going to spend all that money now?
It was really frustrating to have a crazy husband.
In the end, Changqing didn’t spend all five hundred thousand on the day she came back.
At the Northern City airport, when the plane touched down, Yan Molun was in charge of retrieving her luggage. Changqing was snatching red pockets at the side listlessly.
After 10 minutes, Yan Molun pushed three suitcases over alone.
“Brother Molun, it’s been hard on you these past few days,” Changqing said with a smile sweetly. “This is my last shoot. In the future, I might not need to trouble you anymore. You have to come over to our house often.”
Her smiling eyes curved into two crescents. Yan Molun took two more glances at her and nodded, saying with an apathetic tone, “Mm.”
Changqing called the chauffeur, whom Song Chuyi sent to pick them up, on the way out of the airport. Song Chuyi happened to be at another hospital out of town today.
The chauffeur said he had reached the carpark in the basement and the trio walked towards the escalator together.
On the way, a woman who passed by the trio suddenly stopped in her tracks and looked at them doubtfully.
Changqing thought the woman recognized her and quickly lowered her head.
Just then, the woman suddenly spoke out in surprise. “Hey, are you... Yan... Yan Molun?”
Changqing was stunned. It was really rare for a woman to know Yan Molun.
She lifted her eyes, looking over to finally get a proper look at the woman. Rather than a woman, she looked more like an undergraduate. She wore a plain, white tee with skinny jeans and running shoes. Her figure wasn’t bad and she should be around 1.7 metres tall. She didn’t apply any makeup on her delicate face and her eyes were as bright and dynamic as the mist in the morning sun. She was carrying a huge backpack and beside her was a black suitcase. It looked like she also returned from somewhere far away.
Yan Molun’s face changed when he saw her.
“You really are Yan Molun. What are you doing in Northern City too? It’s been a long time since we’ve met—do you still remember me? Is this your girlfriend?” The woman was so happy as though she had met a friend in a foreign land and threw out a bunch of questions. “I’m...”
“Let’s go.” Before the woman was done, Yan Molun suddenly pulled Changqing and Wen Tong up the escalator.
“She was talking to you. Why are you walking so quickly?” Changqing turned back and saw the woman still standing there, watching them in a daze. She seemed to be slightly bewildered.
Yan Molun looked down with his lips tightly closed, not saying anything.
Wen Tong teased, “Could she be a woman you had some ambiguous relationship with? She looks very young though.”
Yan Molun swept her a cold gaze.
Wen Tong immediately covered her own mouth obediently.