Two-Faced Husband, Have Some Decency! Chapter 71

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Although Wang Liwei suffered a terrible downfall, Song Yu had no pity for her, because such a predicament would not have befallen her if she did not willingly become a married man's mistress. For that, she only had herself to blame.

However, did Qi Chengzhi really do all that for Song Yu?

Song Yu's heart became more confused and irritated. She flipped her blanket and hid under it.

Qi Chengzhi's taste was all she could taste in her mouth, and she could still feel the heat from his lips on her face. She felt a numbing heat, akin to coming into contact with electricity.

She did not know what her feelings toward Qi Chengzhi were.

It was evident that she liked Jian Yi for many years, but even though he had let her down, it seemed only natural that Jian Yi should remain in her heart.

However, Song Yu was completely unable to resist Qi Chengzhi when faced with his kiss.

Song Yu never dared to get too close to him, simply because she was afraid that he was the kind of elder son from a prestigious family who did not take feelings seriously.

She could never predict his actions or understand his thoughts, but then again, she also never had the courage to ask.

However, Song Yu could not help but wonder if Qi Chengzhi meant what he said that night.

If he was really serious about going after her, she knew that she was no match for him. Even though she did not know how long he would keep up his efforts toward her, she knew that she could not resist him for long. Eventually, she would surrender and run straight into his sweet trap.

Furthermore, knowing Qi Chengzhi's character, if he did not get her, he would never give up.

Could it be that she was about to run submissively into his arms?

Song Yu tossed and turned on her bed in agitation. The blanket stifled her breathing, so she opened it and popped her head out for some fresh air before covering herself back again.

After a while, she started shuffling in her cocoon of a blanket. She sat up abruptly and pushed the blanket down to her waist.

She rubbed her face in irritation and went to the toilet.

Water from the shower flowed all over her body and along the lines of her fair, supple skin.

Her water-soaked hair stuck against her shoulder and her chest. The water flowed from the tips of her hair and formed tiny rivers—they flowed past her back, but never through her cleavage, though they converged right in her valley-like bush.

Her own bodily wetness still remained. It was especially thick and silky, and it was showing no sign of ceasing.

It was especially so when she popped her head out from the blanket and was unable to sleep. Qi Chengzhi was all that she thought of. Whenever he popped up in her mind, his face—which had a way of making a person fluster—seemed to appear and magnify right in front of her eyes.

His appearance and his thin lips were portrayed in her mind like a large close-up photo.

Every single time she thought about his lips, she would recall his kiss. Once she thought of everything that he did to her, her wetness could not contain itself, and even until then, it was surging out continuously.

Song Yu looked down and felt somewhat ashamed. When did she thirst so hard for a man?

The next day, Song Yu woke up at about five in the morning. Being utterly unable to fall asleep, she tossed and turned the whole night. Qi Chengzhi would appear in her thoughts whenever she closed her eyes, and irrespective of how many times she brushed her teeth and how meticulously she bathed, her mouth and body still had Qi Chengzhi's scent. She was unable to rid herself of it.

Since she was unable to sleep, she did not have a good night's rest, and it affected her energy levels.

Fazed and bemused, she went to the toilet. She saw her face in all its naturalness—complete with dark eye bags—and was given quite the shock.

She splashed some cold water on her face to wake herself up. Just as Song Yu was applying concealer on her eye bags, her phone vibrated and hummed on the table.

Placing the concealer down, she clicked on the message. When she saw the name Qi Chengzhi, her subconscious mind only thought of tossing it away.

Finally, she opened it and saw Qi Chengzhi's succinct question, “Did you think it through?”

If she did think it through, would she have had a sleepless night?

Her heart was feeling frustrated right from the beginning, but seeing his text added to the frustration.

She placed the phone down without replying and continued applying makeup.

Song Yu looked much more presentable when she was done. After a simple breakfast of milk and a few slices of bread, she took her bag and headed for the door.

Her habit before leaving was to take the key from the shoe cabinet beside the door, but when she searched for it, the key was not there..

Song Yu then realized that she only remembered inserting the key into the keyhole. She did not recall having opened the door herself.

How did she enter, then?

The previous night, her mind was rattled because of Qi Chengzhi's kiss. Once she remembered that, she could not prevent herself from remembering that he kissed her by pressing her onto the door.

Subsequently, it seemed as though he was the one who turned the key and opened the door, before pushing her in and closing the door behind her.

She did not touch the key throughout the sequence of events.

Song Yu opened the door hurriedly, but there was no key in the keyhole. Could Qi Chengzhi have taken it?

She grumbled. Her original intention was to ignore him, but because of the key, she had to contact him sooner or later.

Song Yu located her spare key from the television cabinet and headed for work.

Wang Liwei's absence made the office seem that much more harmonious—it was like the air became fresh again.

Ruan Danchen looked left and right, then slid her chair over to Song Yu.

“Song Yu, what's up with you and Jian Yi?” Ruan Danchen asked softly.

Song Yu had just turned on her computer when she heard Jian Yi's name, and although she felt embittered, she kept a straight face and pretended she did not mind. “Why?”

“When you were gone last night, I saw Qi Chengyue bringing him around. He was being introduced to all the bosses there. They seemed too close to simply be colleagues. It was clear that Qi Chengyue seized the opportunity to make their relationship public.” Ruan Danchen frowned.

“Before this, Jian Yi was always looking for you. He'd even help you with this and that. I always thought he liked you, but how did he end up with Qi Chengyue? What's he up to?” Ruan Danchen asked unhappily.

“It was my misunderstanding. In fact, he's been with Qi Chengyue for two years,” Song Yu explained briefly without going too much into detail. Qi Chengyue's accusation that she was his mistress was not something worthy of bringing up.

Song Yu had no intention of remembering what happened that night. It would always remain a stain in her heart.

“If you were the only one who thought he liked you, that'd be a misunderstanding, but even I thought the same. Everyone thought the same. Have all of us fallen into the same misunderstanding?” Ruan Danchen's expression sank. “Since he has a girlfriend, he shouldn't have done anything that would cause people to misunderstand. Was he planning on two-timing? On one hand he could win over Qi Chengyue and climb up the corporate ladder. On the other hand, he'd have a hold on you.”

“You could say that Qi Chengyue gives him a career, while you are his love. He wants to get both career and love.”

Ruan Danchen's comparison led Song Yu to a realization.

He got together with Qi Chengyue for the sake of entering the Qi family. It was all for his future.

When he looked for Song Yu, it was probable that he meant what he said, that he liked her.

Regardless, his love for her was not strong enough that he would let go of his bright future.

Song Yu shook her head and smiled bitterly. Her sudden realization led her expression to turn much brighter.

“Your comparison is quite on point.” Song Yu smiled.

“Why don't you look sad?” Ruan Danchen was curious.

Ruan Danchen asked that question not because seeing Song Yu happy was unbearable, but because Song Yu undoubtedly liked Jian Yi, and for Song Yu to be lied to by a man she loved, how could she still smile and be at ease?

“I couldn't take it at first, but after thinking about it, why should I suffer like hell for someone like him when he wouldn't even take me to heart? And also, it would be impossible for us to start over. Even if he broke up with Qi Chengyue and came for me again, I wouldn't dare to promise him anything. It's not worth the suffering.” Song Yu smiled and shrugged her shoulders. A tiny voice in her reminded her: did she suffer that much lesser after Qi Chengzhi appeared?

“I never expected that you had it all figured out.” Ruan Danchen felt much less tense after knowing that Song Yu was not terribly affected by it. “Hmph! Last night he even had the guts to ask me where you went!”

“Luckily, I was smart enough to notice that both of you had issues. I immediately told him off, ‘Aren't you afraid that Qi Chengyue might notice you snooping around in search of Song Yu?'” Ruan Danchen mimicked the expression she had when dealing with Jian Yi the night before.

“You should've seen how fierce he looked at me at that time! I immediately felt odd. How could a wretched rat like him show me that kind of expression and blame me?” She rolled her eyes the instant she thought of Jian Yi.

“Then I said, if you don't like the atmosphere in the banquet tonight, you're free to go. He didn't say anything after that.” Ruan Danchen batted her eyelids and looked at Song Yu.

Song Yu felt like she was no longer able to evade Ruan Danchen's eyes.

Ruan Danchen's brain was quick—Song Yu barely mentioned anything about Jian Yi's situation, but Ruan Danchen was already able to guess the full story.

Before Song Yu could find an excuse to slip away, Ruan Danchen leaned closer once more. Her eyes seemed to be probing around, and her stares intimidated Song Yu.

“You said you went to the restroom last night. But after that, I didn't see you come back. Where did you go? Not to mention, you look exhausted when you came into the office. Your concealer isn't doing a good job of concealing your eyebags. Who did you fool around with last night?” Ruan Danchen looked at Song Yu from head to toe in suspicion. “Even though your face looked tired, your eyes seem to have a bit of passion…”

Ruan Danchen then squinted suddenly. “Last night, Qi Chengzhi also disappeared halfway through the party. Could the two of you have been together?”

Without waiting for Song Yu to explain, Ruan Danchen nodded knowingly. “No wonder you're not sad about the whole Jian Yi thing. It seems you've found someone better.”

“Danchen, you're mistaken. I didn't…” Song Yu rushed to explain, but the reality was that Ruan Danchen guessed everything correctly. Even if Song Yu wanted to explain, it would not be convincing. At that moment, she could not come up with a good excuse, and when she thought about how Qi Chengzhi hugged her the night before, her face turned red.

By then, Ruan Danchen was doubly and triply certain.

She looked at Song Yu with the consoling expression of an old friend and gave the latter a gratified pat on the shoulder. “I finally got everything straight. I always felt that Qi Chengzhi had naughty intentions toward you, I finally saw it from you! He's much better than Jian Yi, and if you went out with such a high-quality man, you'll be sending everyone else on their way. If Jian Yi knew, he'll hate it so badly!”

After finishing her sentence, she slid back to her desk on her chair and did not give Song Yu any opportunity to explain.

Not long later, they were both called to a meeting, and during the meeting, Qi Chengzhi sent another message with the same five words, “Did you think it through?”

Irritated, Song Yu switched off her phone.

When the meeting ended, she was worried that a client might call, so she switched it back on. She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that there were no further messages from Qi Chengzhi.

During lunchtime, her phone buzzed yet again on the table. Song Yu opened, and saw that it was Qi Chengzhi, with the same five words, “Did you think it through?”

Along with those five words, the image of his annoying face popped up in her mind.

He was usually a man of few words, but why did he do things in such a clingy and irritating manner?

“Who messaged you? Qi Chengzhi?” Ruan Danchen was still chewing on her chicken thigh. She noticed that Song Yu looked displeased, but at the same time, her face was reddened, making for a very contradictory expression.

“No. It's an advertisement.” Song Yu was ruffled, and she dared not look at Ruan Danchen. She simply looked down and ate her curry rice.

Ruan Danchen was having none of it. She chewed on her chicken thigh a few more times and gulped it down hurriedly. Then she asked, “If it's an advertisement, why's your face red?”

“The advertisement is for Durex Extra Ribbed.” Song Yu kept her head low and continued eating.

“Why did you receive such an advertisement out of the blue? Have you bought it before?” Ruan Danchen's mind caught on rapidly.

“…” Song Yu decided that she was digging her own grave if she continued talking—she was better off keeping quiet and eating her lunch.

Before she got off work, Song Yu was clearing up the things on her table. Then, another message came.

Seeing that it was from Qi Chengzhi, Song Yu already knew what the message was without even clicking it—it would still be the same five words, “Did you think it through?”

Did he not consider the fact that him constantly bugging her gave less time to think?

When she really did click in, it was still those five words. In addition to the previous messages, they formed a nice, neat line on her phone screen.

As soon as she exited the messages, Qi Chengzhi called her. Upon seeing his name on the screen, Song Yu's heart turned frantic. Before she could think clearly about what she wanted to do, her finger shuddered, and she declined the call by accident.

Although it was an involuntary action, Song Yu still breathed a sigh of relief.

However, barely two seconds after she calmed down, the landline phone on her work desk began ringing.

Although the caller's number was displayed on the phone, Song Yu never made it a habit to see those digits. The long line of numbers made her eyesight blurry, and it was not like she would know who the caller was anyway.

Nowadays, a person's number could be recorded in a phone's address book, and few people would take the time to remember a phone number.

So, Song Yu picked up the phone without even looking at the number. “Hello, this is Chengshi Infrastructures.”

“Why did you reject the call?” Qi Chengzhi asked disgruntledly.

“My hands trembled. It was an accident,” Song Yu said. It was the truth, but it did not sound convincing.

“…” Qi Chengzhi remained silent—clearly, he did not believe her words. “The messages I sent you, why didn't you respond?”

“…” How should she respond? She simply kept quiet.

Since she did not answer, Qi Chengzhi said impatiently, “Since you're off work, why don't you come down already.”

“You…came to the company?” Song Yu could not imagine that he would actually come to her. Did he not understand the word restraint?

“…”

When she did not hear an answer from him, she assumed that he silently affirmed it and felt no need to answer her.

Song Yu did not realize that she was beginning to understand Qi Chengzhi more and more.

“I need to work overtime today.” Song Yu took out the stuff she packed in her bag and placed them back on the table. She dilly-dallied and foresaw that she would be wasting her time in the company.

The sound of Qi Chengzhi's scoffing could be heard through the phone. He then said, “Do I need to give Zhao Rongcheng a call?”

Song Yu pursed her lips immediately. In her mind, she knew that there was no way out, so she sighed and answered, “I'm going down now.”

She hung up, grabbed her bag, and intended to head out, but then she sat back down again.

She waited until the office was almost empty, then she walked out.

Once she was out of the company, she did not spot Qi Chengzhi's Range Rover on the strip of road closest to the company entrance. She subsequently directed her gaze to the opposite road.

As expected, the Range Rover was parked there.

There were no traffic lights around her vicinity. If she wanted to make use of a traffic light and cross the road, she would have to walk much farther.

All Song Yu could do was carefully avoid the oncoming cars as she walked across to the opposite side of the road.

When she walked to the front passenger side of the car, she looked left and right. Satisfied that there was no one she knew, she got into the car as fast as she could.

The car heater was turned on, but the window on Qi Chengzhi's side was wound down.

He was not wearing his glasses—they were placed on his dashboard.

He wore a camel-colored, sheep's wool overcoat on top of his black suit. His left hand held a cigarette. He squinted and took a puff from it, then he placed it out the window and flicked it.

Even though the window was open, the car still smelled of tobacco.

Song Yu was appealed by Qi Chengzhi's smoking because it was very manly, but she did not like the smell of smoke.

The tobacco smell and the stuffiness inside the car made Song Yu's eyes felt rather sore, so she could not help but frown.

Upon noticing her reaction, Qi Chengzhi opened the car door quietly and threw the cigarette onto the floor. He extinguished it with the sole of his shoe and proceeded to shut the door. He waited until the smoke dissipated from the car before winding up the window.

“What took you so long?” he turned and asked.

Ten minutes ago, she hung up and said that she would be coming down immediately. He waited and waited but she had yet to appear, so he lit a cigarette out of boredom.

He had never waited that long for anyone. He would have been long gone if anyone had kept him waiting for more than a minute.

On that occasion, Qi Chengzhi felt somewhat impatient after being made to wait for so long, but the instant he saw her walking out of the company entrance, his mood turned calm for some reason.

Wrapped in a white-colored, sheep's wool overcoat, she stood with grace and neatness—her purity was a beautiful sight.

In a flash, he felt as though he was transported back to the time when she was still in high school. Back then, she was beautiful, quiet, and had the innocence of youth.

The years passed by in the blink of an eye and she became much more beautiful.

Qi Chengzhi felt satisfied when he saw her search around and walked slowly over to him.

Some people were worth the wait.

Moments ago, when she stood by his car and looked around suspiciously and carefully, Qi Chengzhi already knew what she was thinking.

He understood, but he was still unable to prevent his feelings of shame and depression from surfacing.

When he asked her the question, Song Yu looked nervously at him, as if thinking about whether she should tell him the truth.

“I was afraid someone from the company might see me and gossip about it,” she looked down and answered softly. She nervously looked up at him because she feared that he would be angry.

At times, Qi Chengzhi had little consideration.

His face remained unemotive and he said nothing. His eyes stared at her and made her feel unnerved because she could not see whether he was angry or not.

Although he was gloomy because it seemed like it was something bad, he was actually glad that Song Yu told him the truth instead of concocting something simply to please him.

As a result of that contradictoriness, all of a sudden, Qi Chengzhi moved closer to her.

Instead of rejecting his advances, a frightened Song Yu became particularly nervous. She unknowingly held her breath and leaned backward, causing the back of her head and her body to press tightly against the car seat.

Chapter end