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Chapter 293: Then Come Over Here To Hug Me

When Yan Lei heard Rong Chang’s last line, he nodded profusely with satisfaction.

Although the Song Family members were scheming, Rong Chang was quite nice. She supported his daughter’s honeymoon plans and how could he possibly be unaware of his daughter’s romantic ideals? She had already long wanted to go on a proper honeymoon with her partner, spending a lot of money on swimsuits just like the previously-planned Maldives trip.

The meal lasted until around eight.

It was a smooth-sailing gathering. After all, Rong Chang was agreeable to everything brought up by the Yan Family. She was actually truly fine with everything. The more responsibility the Yan Family took on, the less she would have to do and worry about.

Song Chuyi went downstairs first to pay the bill while Changqing walked down with the others slowly.

Rong Chang said, “Mr. Yan, don’t worry. I will definitely make sure that Chulang doesn’t act up again.”

Yan Lei nodded. He didn’t really want to even hear the names Song Chulang and Song Huaisheng. “Right, Changqing, Chuyi and his mom will be going back to Lakeview Residence tonight. Are you coming back home to stay or are you sleeping over there?”

Changqing hugged Yan Lei’s arm embarrassedly. “I think I’d better go back home to sleep.”

The two had just made up and had just returned. It would seem like she couldn’t wait if she followed Song Chuyi over to sleep with him.

“Then we’ll keep in contact when we get home.” Song Chuyi didn’t seem unhappy.

After the two families left in their cars, Rong Chang looked at her son’s Audi A7 and said with a frown, “Why don’t I give you a car as your wedding present? This car is really...”

“It’s okay, I find it quite good,” Song Chuyi said lightly. “I’m just a salaryman. What’s the point of driving such a good car?”

“This child.” Rong Chang shook her head helplessly. “Why don’t I buy you two a house? Your apartment is still a little too small. If you were to have children in the future, it would be too small.”

“It’s okay,” Song Chuyi replied as he glanced at the side mirrors.

“Don’t tell me you still want the villa Song Huaisheng bought for you?” Rong Chang asked.

“How can I still take his things after leaving the Song family?” Song Chuchu said, “I’ve already looked for a new house and paid for it. You don’t have to get one for me.”

Rong Chang nodded and praised him: “Not bad. Song Huaisheng can reassign the house he prepared for you to his youngest son, but I reckon it will have to wait a couple more decades.”

Song Chuyi swept a glance at Rong Chang. Why did he seem to see a gloating glow in her eyes?

“I just don’t understand your dad.” Rong Chang sighed, “I observed them carefully just now—the Yan Family members are pretty easy-going. Even that step-mom seemed pretty amicable and the family members didn’t seem like those unscrupulous businessmen. The two sisters are very harmonious too. Your dad even wanted to plot against people like that? Did he find it very meaningful to keep plotting and scheming? What’s the point of earning so much money? It’s not like the Song family doesn’t have enough money.”

“Some men’s ambitions will never be satisfied. Of course, the plan might’ve also been instigated by my brother,” Song Chuyi started coldly.

Rong Chang frowned deeply.

The two walked out of the Lakeview Residence elevator. Song Chulang was leaning on the door. His handsome face was cold and apathetic. “Mom, why didn’t you tell me you were coming back?”

“I intended to tell you. I just got back to Northern City today, didn’t I?” Rong Chang looked at Song Chulang’s gloomy face and was sincerely a little worried. If this went on, he might not find a wife.

“Mom, you can have a chat with him. I don’t welcome him here,” Song Chuyi said as he opened the door without even turning his head back.

Song Chulang clenched his fists tightly. “Song Chuyi, are you my brother or not? How could you tell the truth to Dai Ai?”

“Oh.” Song Chuyi raised his brows. “I didn’t think Dai Ai would act so quickly. What exactly did she do? I’m so curious.”

Song Chulang’s face sank and he grabbed Song Chuyi’s collar. “I did everything I did all for you, but you’re helping an outsider to deal with me? Did you forget how Dai Ai broke our family apart back then?”

“Stop fighting, the two of you.” Rong Chang pulled the two apart. Her head pounded. “Chuyi, go in first. Chulang, let’s go to the cafe by the entrance to have a chat over a drink.”

Song Chuyi closed the door without another word.

Song Chulang was so angry his temples were pulsing.

In the cafe, Rong Chang asked for an Americano.

Song Chulang got an espresso. The espresso was served within three minutes. He blew on it and took a huge gulp.

“This child. You don’t even have a single expression when you drink such a bitter coffee.” Rong Chang frowned as she watched. “Chulang, actually, I don’t know what I can talk to you about. For so many years, you haven’t really listened to me but I know you’re sincerely good to Chuyi and Yunyang.”

“A pity they don’t appreciate it.” Song Chulang’s face was like still water. “Now, Chuyi is even helping an outsider to deal with me. Mom, do you know Dai Ai was kicking up a fuss about wanting me to move out of the Song Household early this morning and Dad actually agreed? Well, he treasures Song Peiyuan right now. If I weren’t at home, Dai Ai would be whispering things into Dad’s ear. Besides, Dad doesn’t really like me right now. Not only did he think that I messed up the Yan Family acquisition, but he also thought I caused Chuyi to leave home. He blamed me for coming up with that idea in the first place.”

“Yeah, why did you even come up with that idea?” Rong Chang sighed. “Chulang, Mom doesn’t even know what to do with you, seeing you like this. If you were doing things for Yunyang in the beginning, I really don’t understand why you’re still doing these things now? Yunyang already started anew in Germany and is leading her new life and Chuyi is also living blissfully. Why must you break them apart? Does destroying your brother’s marriage make you feel good? To be honest, I find Yan Changqing pretty good. You might hate her for taking over Yunyang’s position in Chuyi’s heart, but using this hatred to deal with the Yan Family will really turn into a psychological issue for you.”

“If it wasn’t for her, Chuyi and I wouldn’t end up like this and Yunyang would also be happier,” Song Chulang said coldly.

“You’re the one who caused this,” Rong Chang said. “You plotted against Changqing and plotted against Dai Ai—how many more people do you want to plot against? Chulang, you’ve been blaming Dai Ai for ruining our family. Actually, even without Dai Ai, I wouldn’t be able to last long with your dad. He’s too masochistic and wanted me to become a virtuous housewife while I wanted to soar to greater heights. Our marriage was a mistake right from the start. Without Dai Ai, there would still be another woman. Besides, I think you’re working so hard just because you don’t want the Song family’s company and inheritance to land in the hands of Dai Ai and her son. You don’t want them to have it easy, but you’re the one who isn’t having it easy, constantly thinking about how to deal with the mother and son. Why did I give birth to you? So that you could take revenge on my behalf? So that you could make things hard for Dai Ai? So that you could force everything you think is good onto your brother and sister? I gave birth to you hoping that you would be able to find your life and goals, to live your life to the fullest.”

Song Chulang froze.

Rong Chang watched him as her heart ached. “Chuchu’s already found his life, has a happy family and has a career in medicine which he likes. Although Yunyang might have some regrets, she still feels fulfilled by saving people. Although my marriage is broken, I’m proud of my career. I’m living my life to my fullest. Ask yourself. What do you have? You’re just thinking about how to deal with Dai Ai every day, how to make her feel terrible, how to make Chuyi leave Yan Changqing and force him to be with Yunyang. Since you can see that Yunyang is unhappy, why don’t you pursue her? Don’t you even have a single thing you want for yourself? Or are you a coward inside and think that you cannot compare to your brother, so you’ve always been afraid to fight for it?”

Song Chulang stared at the coffee in his hands.

I’m weak?

Am I weak?

Rong Chang said helplessly, “Of course, if my marriage didn’t end up like this, if I wasn’t so obstinate then, you might’ve not become like this. Chulang, I apologize to you for what happened in the past and at the same time, I want to tell you that I’m living very happily right now. Please don’t make me feel that it was a mistake giving birth to you back then. A mistake not because you’re not good but because you’re not happy even now.”

At the Yan Household, Changqing just came out from the shower when he received a call from Song Chuyi.

“What’re you doing?”

“Just took a shower,” Changqing answered limply.

Song Chuyi frowned and said, “I want to take a shower with you.”

“...” Changqing suddenly felt her face burning so much it seemed as though it was about to explode. “Can’t you think of something else other than this?”

“I want to hug you.” Song Chuchu’s voice seemed even softer than before over the phone.

Hearing that, Changqing dug her face into her pillow shyly even though her hair was still wet. She felt as though a current was running through her entire body.

Luckily Song Chuchu wasn’t by her side right now. Otherwise, she would be so embarrassed.

“Then come over to hug me,” she said delicately.

Song Chuyi lowered his head, and all of a sudden, he could see that a certain part had reacted. This little vixen was so seductive even through the phone. “I can’t leave my mom here alone. It’s rare for her to come back. I might have to stay here with her for the time being.”

“Oh.” Changqing was a little disappointed but that was to be expected too.

After all, Rong Chang was divorced and all alone. It wasn’t wrong to be filial.

“It’s okay. Anyway, it’s almost New Year’s day and our station has arranged for me to host and take part in a skit. I’ll be pretty busy too,” Changqing said. “Right, where are the photos from the yacht in Shanghai? It’s all your fault. I didn’t take a photo as a memento then.”

“It’s okay, I already took a photo,” Song Chuyi said softly. “I also kept the photos.”

“That’s great,” Changqing continued. “I’ve thought it through—I still want to go to the Maldives for our honeymoon. If you stand me up again, I’ll really ditch you.”

“I wouldn’t dare.” He threw these three words out lightly and Changqing felt sweet all over.

The two chatted for around 10 more minutes, only hanging up when Rong Chang returned.

“How was your chat?” Song Chuyi asked.

“I don’t know.” Rong Chang shook her head. “I’ll get the transfer of shares dealt with in these next few days. Changqing definitely won’t want it, so I’ll transfer it to you. I plan to go back to Germany before Christmas.”

“You’re leaving so quickly again?” Song Chuyi’s face darkened. “You’re not spending the new year here?”

“I didn’t intend to stay here with you for the new year. Besides, now that the two of you have made up, you should keep Changqing company.” Rong Chang sighed again. “There’s Yunyang too. Do you want me to leave her there alone?”

Song Chuyi suddenly fell silent.

He felt that he had let Yunyang down. It was indeed not a good idea to leave her there alone for Christmas.

He didn’t say anything more.

The next day, Changqing drove to the broadcasting station’s carpark. On the way up in the elevator, the people inside greeted her warmly. “Hello, Sister Changqing.”

“Sister Changqing, you’re so beautiful today.”

“Sister Changqing, your complexion looks good today.”

When she walked out of the elevator, Wen Tong followed behind her, saying proudly, “Don’t you think that the people at the station are even looking at us differently today?”