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Chapter 130: Almost Made Changqing Smitten

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Changqing patted her chest guiltily. Luckily, he wasn’t angry.

After applying some medicinal cream on her face, she took her phone and crawled into bed. She opened up WeChat and her little heart beat quickly.

F*ck!

Song Chuchu actually gave her five red pockets, totalling up to a thousand dollars.

It had been a long time since someone gave her such a big red pocket.

She cupped her phone in her hands and smiled secretly, bursting with joy.

Then she felt regretful.

She started to feel bad for being so petty, for cutting his clothes up.

She definitely wouldn’t do that again.

When there was movement near the bathroom door, Changqing immediately looked up. However, Song Chuyi only had a towel wrapped around his waist. She could imagine that there was definitely nothing underneath it because he was like this the previous night and after he took the towel off, he slept naked the whole night.

Changqing suppressed her shyness and climbed up from bed, going over to him eagerly. She said with a seemingly cold expression, “Why did you give me a thousand-dollar red pocket?”

“So that you could help me spend it.” Song Chuyi’s lips curled up. His sexy appearance almost made Changqing smitten again. Once again, she thought Song Chuyi was awfully handsome. A man who was willing to give her money to spend was extremely handsome. Even though it was just a thousand dollars, it was still the first time a man other than Yan Lei gave her a thousand dollars for no rhyme or reason.

Changqing suppressed her smile and pouted joyfully. “Sure, then give me all the money you can’t spend in the future.”

Song Chuyi let out a chuckle. “I’d have considered it before you threw my clothes away but now, fat chance.”

Changqing pressed her lips together. “Scrooge.”

Song Chuyi said lightly, “Do you think I’ll make you return that red pocket to me?”

“You can’t take back what you gave me; I’m not giving it back to you.” Changqing turned away and hid far away from him.

Song Chuyi turned around to look for a hairdryer to dry his hair. His hair was short and it didn’t take long for his hair to dry.

He lay in bed and Changqing was playing with her phone.

Song Chuyi snatched her phone away. “Sleep.”

“It’s still early.” Changqing didn’t want to sleep. “It’s not even 10.”

“The human body starts detoxing after 9 pm. I think the reason why your face became like this is probably that detoxification wasn’t done properly and everything settled on your face.” Song Chuyi attacked her neither coldly nor warmly. “I’ve seen many people with various cancers because they were over-exhausted and didn’t get proper rest at the hospital. Some of them even died of over-exhaustion.”

“Aiya, stop it. Fine, I’ll sleep.” Changqing didn’t believe him, but a woman is vain in nature and that still made her a little scared. She quickly switched off the lights and lay down obediently.

After lying for a while, she turned over so her back faced Song Chuyi. “I think my back should face you in case you get a shock when you wake up tomorrow morning.”

Song Chuyi was too tired and didn’t bother to make a sound.

Changqing noticed he didn’t say anything despite being awake and turned back in frustration. “Why are you not saying anything? Are you really afraid I’ll scare you?”

“No, I had a nine-hour operation today, so I’m tired,” Song Chuyi replied with his eyes closed. A nine-hour operation required high concentration. There were several times when they faced a critical situation in which the patient’s life was hanging by a thread. It wasn’t just a physical test but also a test for his heart.

From the moment he nodded off, he was actually exhausted.

Changqing suddenly stopped speaking. She only turned to face him and watched his features under the moonlight.

His profile was indeed good-looking. His nose was sharp, and even his hair, that sat lazily on his forehead, looked so good.

Changqing wanted to touch his face, but seeing that he started to breathe steadily after a short while, she couldn’t bear to disturb him.

The next day.

Perhaps it was because Changqing’s mind was on her face that she got up early in the morning to check it. Her face didn’t seem much improved from yesterday; the swelling only went down a little but there was still a lot of acne.

Song Chuyi woke up to find her sitting listlessly in front of the mirror, squeezing and picking at the acne on her face.

“What are you doing?” He reprimanded her gently with a serious tone.

“This acne on my face got bigger from all the squeezing. What should I do?” Changqing’s bitter little face looked like she was about to cry.

“I told you many times to not touch your face, yet you still went to squeeze it. Do you still want your face to heal?” Song Chuyi really wanted to smack that hand of hers.

“I’m worried. I don’t even know if I’ll be able to recover in ten days like this.” Changqing was really getting anxious. “Our overall director at our broadcasting station already allowed Chi Yining, whom I detest the most, to take my place on stage for this week’s episode. If I don’t recover quickly, it will still be Chi Yining next week. She’s already been eyeing my spot. If she keeps taking over for me, my spot will be gone.”

“I’ll talk to Mingwei; you won’t be swapped out.” Song Chuyi sighed. “Just take care of your face first.”

Changqing felt a little better inside but not much better.

It wasn’t just the fear of being swapped out—mostly, she was worried about the show’s viewership increasing after Chi Yining took her place. If that was the case, the audience would say Chi Yining was better.

There were also some concerns with the production team.

Director Su only gave her a three-day leave.

What would happen after three days?

Dr. Ye came over at around nine in the morning.

Changqing just finished breakfast and all the needles made her press her lips and hide further into Song Chuyi’s embrace.

Dr. Ye was gloomy from all that. Wasn’t she fine yesterday without Song Chuyi? How was it painful today?

This woman was so different from what he saw on television.

It looked like Song Chuyi would become a Dad soon.

After the treatment, Dr. Ye said, “I did an analysis yesterday after I went back. Changqing’s face looks like the result of an excess of lead and mercury.”

Changqing was in a daze. “Could it be that the quality of makeup used on the production team is too low?”

Dr. Ye shook his head. “There’re lots of cosmetics containing lead and mercury but very few people look as serious as you. Your case exceeds the limit used in normal cosmetic products by tens of thousands of times. If you used the same makeup a few more times, your entire face might’ve been ruined.”

Changqing’s heart shook. She was just a mildly popular host and she didn’t get in anybody’s way. The person who wanted to harm her was too vicious.

Besides, she was on good terms with Asa usually.

“Actually you were also lucky,” Dr. Ye said, “The cosmetics products you used previously were all very good. Therefore, your skin is very sensitive and reacted immediately to low-grade cosmetic products. If you only got a few pimples, you might’ve overlooked it for a while and thought it was because you didn’t sleep well or had a hormonal imbalance.”

Changqing’s heart felt cold. “Therefore, if my face didn’t have such a strong reaction to it, my entire face would’ve been ruined if I used the cosmetics a few more times without realizing anything?”

Dr. Ye nodded. “However, there’s no proof that the problem came from cosmetic products. I could only help you find the reason.”

“Dr. Ye, thank you for this,” Song Chuyi said politely.

“No problem, we’re friends and colleagues too. Since you’re around in the morning, I won’t have to stay to take the needle out. I’ll be taking my leave first,” Dr. Ye said with a smile.

Song Chuyi saw him out. When Dr. Ye was about to get into his car, he lowered his voice and said with implied meaning, “If someone comes to the hospital to find out about Changqing’s situation, please don’t say anything, Dr. Ye.”

Dr. Ye was astounded. “Now that you mention it, I recall that there was someone asking around last night at the hospital. I heard it was someone from Shang Wei.”

“Thank you.” Song Chuyi’s expression was subtle.

It was as he thought. This Fu Yu was such a bother.

He gave Li Shaobin a call in the garden conveniently.

When he returned to the villa, Changqing was also on the phone. Her voice was soft and gentle. “I’m fine... the doctor said I’ll recover in a few days... you don’t have to visit me. Go busy yourself...”

Song Chuyi sat beside her expressionlessly. When she hung up, he glanced over and saw “Teacher Zuo” on the screen. He took the phone straight away and threw it aside.

“What are you doing?” Changqing looked at him with a frown. She still wanted to play with her phone.

“Let’s talk about the topic of homosexuality.” Song Chuyi crossed his legs and spread his arms on the back of the couch.

He was wearing Yan Lei’s white Polo tee and jeans today. Changqing used to think that her Dad looked quite handsome wearing this shirt, but after seeing Song Chuyi wearing it today, she suddenly thought her Dad didn’t compare at all.

Indeed, there was only a distance when there was a comparison.

“Homosexuality?” Changqing was guilty. Didn’t Song Chuchu never look at entertainment news? “I’m not homosexual.”

Song Chuyi gave her a deep look. “If I didn’t know that you and Ruan Yang were good friends, I would’ve really thought that the two of you were homosexuals. Do you have to kiss each other’s faces when you shop? It seems as though you aren’t so proactive when it comes to kissing me.”

“About that...” Changqing didn’t dare to say that she was trying to hype up a ship and could only brace herself to say, “We’re good friends and we used to be like this all the time in the past. It’s not just us—many good sisters are like this.”

“You aren’t allowed to behave like this in the future. What does it look like?” Song Chuyi said with a straight face.

Changqing mumbled, “It’s not even a man...”

“You still want a man?” Song Chuyi squinted.

“No,” Changqing said softly and lowered her head.

After a while, some friends from the broadcasting station called over to ask about her again. When it was Zheng Yan’s turn, she said, “Changqing, you have to recover quickly and come back to the station. I just heard some insider news that the broadcasting station and Shang Wei had discussions to change your second female lead role to the third female lead and Chi Yining’s fourth female lead role would take over your second female lead role. Anyway, only a third of the drama was shot and they can technically still change the script.”

“Why’s it Chi Yining again?” Changqing straightened her back anxiously.

“Looks like Chi Yining will forever be that obstacle you can’t overcome.” Zheng Yan sighed too.

When they finished their call, Changqing complained angrily to Song Chuyi, “It must be Chi Yining who harmed me. She benefitted the most from this incident. Now my role in the production team might be snatched away too.”

Song Chuyi flipped a magazine without looking up, only saying lazily with his thin lips, “Perhaps.”

Seeing how he couldn’t care any less, Changqing snatched the magazine away from him angrily. “I’m talking to you seriously. Don’t you think you’re disrespecting me?”

Song Chuyi thought about it and said, “You should mentally prepare yourself. Your face won’t be able to recover any time soon. You can still cover up with makeup, but that will only put more pressure on your skin and make it harder to heal.”

Changqing was in a daze, looking hurt from the huge blow.