Two-Faced Husband, Have Some Decency! Two–Faced Husband, Have Some Decency! Chapter 292

Chapter 292: Ending 19: Do You Still Want to Be Friends with Youjin?

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

She had received an SMS, but there was no number displayed for it. It merely indicated 'No Caller ID.'

Mu Sisi's heart sank. She was both furious and terrified, and her blood boiled whenever she saw those three words. She was going crazy. Every time that person called or texted, those three words would appear.

Mu Sisi clicked on the SMS, and two unsightly photos appeared on the screen. The color drained from Mu Sisi's face. She hastily exited the message and scanned the people around her to make sure that no one saw them.

She stood up abruptly, and that interrupted the design director's explanation. He gave her a puzzled gaze, but she said calmly, “I'm heading out for a while.”

With her position, no one dared to question her actions.

Qi Chengzhi 1 bolted back to the office, locked the door, and deleted the SMS. She clutched her phone tightly. Overwhelmed by rage, she burst into tears, yet there was nothing she could do about that.

She dashed in front of her desk and swept all her things off the table in one motion. She punched the table like a maniac. She wanted to scream out loud but was afraid that it would draw others' attention.

In the end, her knuckles were red and swollen. She slid down the side of the table and ended up on the floor.

She stared down at the floor, hunched her back, and then clasped the hair above her forehead. She wondered when she could stop living in fear.

At that moment, her phone vibrated again. Due to the meeting that she was in, she had switched her phone to vibrate mode.

It was the person with 'No Caller ID' again. Mu Sisi answered the phone. She did not wait for the person on the other side to talk as she yelled, “What do you want? I've already given you this month's payment! Why are you still harassing me?!”

“Hehehe, it looks like we have good chemistry now. You can even tell that it's me before I say a single word,” the person pointed out in delight.

“What do you want from me before you can leave me alone?! If you push me to the edge of the cliff, then both of us with lose. You'll get nothing out of this!” Mu Sisi cried hysterically.

“Go ahead and try then. I'd love to see how you can make us lose it all,” the person scoffed disdainfully.

“Do you have the guts to come and meet me face-to-face? Even though I am disgusted by face your face, let's meet so we can clear things up. Show yourself if you're brave enough. Don't hide behind an unknown number,” Mu Sisi mocked in a sharp voice.

“Ten million,” the person said coldly, “Give me ten million dollars, and I'll stop blackmailing you with these photos and videos. I'll never contact you again, nor will I send those photos anymore.”

“Why should I trust a dirty low-life like you? You went back on your word again and again. How can I believe your words?” Mu Sisi spat in outrage.

“When have I gone back on my word? When I first asked you for five-hundred thousand, don't tell me that your family is so naive as to think that I'll only ask for the money once. Back then, I promised that if you pay me, I won't leak these photos to anyone. Tell me, besides you, have I ever shown these photos to anyone?” the person taunted, “Besides, do you have a choice? Give me ten million, and I'll never contact you again. It'll be like nothing had happened before. Otherwise, you can enjoy seeing these photographs on the Internet next month.”

The person hung up immediately after that.

Mu Sisi flung her phone onto the floor. She grasped her hair and wailed.

Song Yu was finally done with her confinement period. Even though the confinement center had excellent facilities, a luxurious room, and delectable food, she was still restricted inside every single day. She could not bath or wash her hair either, so she felt filthy.

When Qi Chengzhi came from work to accompany her, she was too embarrassed to let him hug her. Qi Chengzhi was clean and fresh, and his body emitted a pleasant scent. Song Yu, on the other hand, had smelly, oily, and dandruff-covered hair. She was terrified that Qi Chengzhi might be disgusted with her. Her body was covered in filth since she had not bathed in a month.

The only thing that made her feel better was the fact that Qi Chengzhi was persistent with rubbing essential oil and firming lotion on her when she was pregnant. As a result, there were no stretch marks on her belly, and her skin was still firm even after she gave birth.

When it was the last day of her confinement period, Song Yu could not wait until she reached home. She immediately took a bath at the confinement center and thoroughly cleaned herself from head-to-toe.

When Qi Chengzhi got off work in the afternoon, he came by the confinement center to pick up Song Yu. However, when he reached her room, only Yu Qianying and Little Youjin were there.

“Song Yu is taking a bath. She finally pulled through a month of confinement, so she couldn't wait until she goes home,” Yu Qianying explained.

Qi Chengzhi nodded. His gaze subtly shifted toward the washroom door even though he did not move from his spot. There was no emotion on his handsome face, but Yu Qianying could tell that he wanted to go in.

Since she had Little Youjin in her arms, Yu Qianying felt exceedingly awkward. Just as she started to think of an excuse to leave the room, Little Youjin began to cry.

Yu Qianying quickly took a whiff at his little buttocks and said, “Ugh, I think he pooped. I'll go change his diaper.”

As she talked, she left swiftly with Qi Youjin.

Qi Chengzhi glanced at Yu Qianying as she scurried away. Only then did he lift his long legs and strode toward the bathroom. The moment he pushed the door open, he was stunned.

Song Yu stood in the bathtub, but she was ready to step out of it. She had washed herself carefully. Her long, wet hair pasted against her fair skin, and her pale skin was half-hidden under her hair. Her chalk-white complexion shone in contrast to her black hair. Beads of water slowly trickled down her skin along her body's beautiful curves. The alluring sight made Qi Chengzhi hard.

Song Yu was bewildered. She knew that Qi Chengzhi would arrive soon, so she decided to step out of the bath quickly. She did not expect that he would barge into the washroom like that, especially since Yu Qianying was there. She thought that he would be too shy to go into the washroom.

She reached for her towel hastily, as she wanted to wrap herself in it. Even though there were no stretch marks on her belly, she did not feel confident with how her body looked. After all, she just gave birth, so she still had a little tummy. It did not protrude, but it was no longer as flat as before.

Qi Chengzhi finally snapped out of his reverie. He shut the door behind him and strode toward Song Yu with his long legs. As he stood in front of her, he reached out with his long arms. Then he pulled her into his embrace.

Song Yu did not have time to tie the towel, so it was sandwiched between them, and it revealed Song Yu's bare back. He placed his warm hands on her naked skin, and the heat spread throughout her body. Even her lower abdomen got a little warmer.

Qi Chengzhi's long fingers slithered downward from her waist. Song Yu was inflamed, and her body trembled. “Is my mom not here?”

“She went to change Youjin's diaper,” Qi Chengzhi said in his smoky voice as he stared passionately into her eyes. He was aroused intensely.

Song Yu's body trembled. She was puzzled. Her figure was no longer the same as before since she had just given birth, so how could he still be enticed?

Just as Song Yu contemplated with a flushed face, Qi Chengzhi asked, “Now that you've bathed, is the lochia gone?”

Song Yu looked down as she was afraid to look at him. Qi Chengzhi noticed that even her neck was red. The alluring color made him yearn to kiss her. Song Yu nodded her head gently and murmured, “Mmm.”

Qi Chengzhi's heart was on fire. His muscular arms tightened around her. He could no longer restrain himself, so he put his lips on her earlobe and then worked his way down to her warm, red neck.

There were still some droplets of water on her neck, and she had a refreshing after-shower scent on her. Her skin was so soft and tender, and it caused Qi Chengzhi's breath to tremble.

“Mom should be back soon,” Song Yu mumbled, “It'd be so humiliating if she finds us.”

Qi Chengzhi inhaled sharply and let go of her slowly. “You can go out first.”

Song Yu looked up at him in bemusement. She noticed that his expression was a little off. Qi Chengzhi raised his eyebrows at her, and only then did Song Yu get the message. Her gaze involuntarily fell downward. When she saw the large bulge in his pants, Song Yu quickly wrapped the towel around her, grabbed her clothes, and went out of the washroom.

Yu Qianying had already changed Little Youjin's diaper. She tried to coax him on the sofa with a lullaby.

Song Yu came out in a towel, but Qi Chengzhi was nowhere to be seen, so Yu Qianying asked her about it.

“He—” Song Yu turned her back at Yu Qianying awkwardly. Once she had gotten dressed, she continued, “He's inside… uh… using the toilet.”

Masturbation could be considered as 'using the toilet,' right?

Yu Qianying could guess what had happened, so she did not pursue the matter any further.

Qi Chengzhi sent Yu Qianying home and stayed at the Song family's house for a while to let Song Donglin and Yu Qianying bond with their grandson. After that, he brought Song Yu and Little Youjin back to the old mansion.

Grandmother Qi's eyes dazzled the second she saw Little Youjin. “Hey, hurry up and let me see my great-grandson.”

“You guys came at the right time. We are just discussing Youjin's baby shower,” Xia Wenna said. She could not help but leaned over to see her grandson too.

After a month, the little boy's features had started to grow, and he looked much more attractive than when he was a newborn. His tiny face did not have a yellow tint anymore, but instead, it was fair and white. Qi Chengzhi and Song Yu both had fair skin, so naturally, Little Youjin's skin was great too.

At that moment, the little boy's eyes opened. He looked at all the elders curiously. His eyes were especially alert.

“Wow, Youxuan's eyes were just as huge when he was younger.” Grandmother Qi recalled fondly.

It was Friday, so Qi Youxuan was still at school, and the men were still at work. Only Qi Chengzhi had pushed his evening schedule to send Song Yu home.

Song Yu noticed that the house was much quieter without Qi Youxuan.

When Song Yu was still at the confinement center, Xia Wenna would discuss Little Youjin's baby shower with Yu Qianying whenever she visited. Everything had been set, and they decided to hold it on Sunday.

They did not invite many guests to the baby shower, and all of the guests were part of The Eight Great Families. It was nothing like Qi Chengyue's wedding, where they had a more comprehensive list of guests.

“We have sent out the invitation cards.” Guan Liya revealed, “We did not invite too many guests, so we only booked a small hall in Dynasty. On Sunday, we will display a bigger one.”

Grandmother Qi grinned from ear to ear as she held Little Youjin in her arm. She held onto his tiny hand, unwilling to let go. She loved him dearly. “I already went to the jewelry shop and had a gold bracelet and charm made for him. Please let Youjin wear all of them on Sunday.”

“Don't hog him like that. Let me hold him too.” Grandfather Qi glared impatiently from her side.

“Hold on.” Grandmother Qi refused to let go. “Let us bond a little longer.”

Grandfather Qi glared at her. In a hoarse voice, he fumed, “Is he only your great-grandson? Isn't he mine too?”

The two elders fought over him for a long time. In the end, Xia Wenna, who was the grandmother of the child, did not get to hold her grandson. She could only watch from the sidelines, afraid to fight for him with the two elders.

Somehow, Qi Youxuan caught wind of Qi Chengzhi and Song Yu's visit to the old mansion too. He secretly made a call back to the old mansion from his kindergarten, with a request to return home earlier. He insisted on Xiao Fan to pick him up.

Grandmother Qi advised against it, but she could not talk him out of it. He was so young, and yet he was already so stubborn. Everyone wondered how he would turn out in the future.

Grandfather Qi snatched the phone from her. Irritated, he scolded, “Qi Youxuan, do you have any discipline? You can't just leave early or whenever you wanted. If you abuse your privileges like this when you are young, it will become a habit and stick with you even after you become an adult!”

Qi Youxuan pouted as he held the phone. “I want to see my little brother!”

Grandfather Qi groaned and calmed his emotions. “Be a good boy, and stay at your kindergarten obediently. You're forbidden to leave early on your own accord. You can still see your little brother after school ends.”

“Won't Auntie and Uncle have left by then?” Qi Youxuan shouted anxiously, and Song Yu overheard him from beside the phone.

So, she asked Grandfather Qi to hand her the phone so that she could assure Qi Youxuan. “Youxuan, it's me, Auntie. We will stay for dinner tonight, so you'll see him when you come home from school.”

When he heard that, Qi Youxuan was finally somewhat satisfied. So, he hung up the phone.

Nonetheless, Grandmother Qi was still troubled. Qi Youxuan, the little brat, was full of devious schemes. Sometimes, it was as if the boy truly feared no one. Grandmother Qi was afraid that although he made a promise, he might secretly make his own way home. Therefore, she quickly commanded Xiao Fan to be on a lookout in front of his kindergarten.

At four in the evening, Xiao Fan sent Qi Youxuan to the old mansion.

Before anyone saw him, they could already hear his booming voice as he screamed, “Where's my little brother?”

“Shush.” Guan Liya instructed Qi Youxuan to lower his voice. “Youjin just fell asleep. Keep it down, so you don't disturb him.”

Qi Youxuan shut up instantly. He widened his large, round eyes, and his pupils darted around. He looked exceedingly adorable.

He whispered, “Where's my little brother?”

“Over here.” Grandmother Qi waved at him and pointed at the cradle beside the sofa.

Grandmother Qi purposely requested Xia Wenna to buy the cradle from the mall. Grandmother Qi wanted to have one at the old mansion so that whenever Qi Chengzhi and Song Yu brought Little Youjin over, he would have a place to sleep. Additionally, the adults could sit and chat as they kept their eyes on him. That way, it would not cause any inconvenience to anyone.

The railings on the crib were as tall as Qi Youxuan. He stood beside it with his hands on the rail as he watched Little Youjin, who was sound asleep. Qi Youxuan's heart was filled with eagerness.

“Little Brother, you must grow up quickly. Then, I will bring you out to play.” Qi Youxuan was usually alone at home, so he was quite lonely.

Song Yu's gaze softened as she watched Qi Youxuan. She patted his head. He had hair wax on again, and it felt sharp and pointy. “You can come to our house anytime to see Youjin. I'm not working anymore, so I'll be free, even in the day. I'll be at home most of the time, and you can ask your father to bring you over on weekends too. Children grow up very fast. In the blink of an eye, Youjin will be able to run and jump and play with you.”

Qi Youxuan stared at Qi Youjin expectantly. His big, dark eyes sparkled. One of his chubby arms reached into the cradle through the bars and held Qi Youjin's tiny hand. “Little Brother, grow up quickly. I'll introduce cute little girls to you.”

Song Yu: “…”

After that, Qi Youxuan stayed by the cradle the whole time he was there. He watched as Little Youjin slept soundly. Qi Youxuan mumbled to Little Youjin in an exceptionally low voice, as if he was talking to himself. He was afraid he would disturb Little Youjin.

Finally, Little Youjin woke up. As he opened his big, black eyes, he saw his little older brother in front of him. Qi Youxuan was overjoyed.

Suddenly, Qi Youxuan studied Little Youjin carefully with a troubled expression. After a long time, he finally said, “I wonder how high will Little Brother's IQ be when he grows up.”

“Do you still think you have a high IQ?” Qi Chengzhi asked. He felt like his son had just been looked down upon by that plump little child.

Qi Youxuan glanced at Qi Chengzhi from afar, then pointed out bashfully, “Is that not the truth? Great-grandma and Grandma always say that I'm becoming more and more like Dad and Uncle.”

Qi Chengzhi chuckled. “Do you still want to be friends with Youjin?”

Qi Youxuan: “…”

Qi Chengzhi and Song Yu had their dinner at the old mansion, and they returned home with Little Youjin after that. Qi Chengli also brought Qi Youxuan home even though he was reluctant to leave. He wanted to go back with Qi Chengzhi.

When they reached home, they decided to let Aunt Yang care for Little Youjin for a little while. Besides breast milk, they had also prepared formula milk for Little Youjin.

The second they entered the bedroom, Song Yu fell onto the bed. She rubbed her face against the soft, comfortable bed. “The bed at home is the best. I missed home so much when I was at the confinement center.”

As she sprawled on the bed, she suddenly felt pressured. Even though Qi Chengzhi did not make a sound, she could still feel him as he went closer to her. She felt the atmosphere in the room shifted.

Song Yu swallowed nervously. Her breathing was all over the place. She kept still, and she did not move an inch. She even held her breath. She felt something pressed down the edge of the bed, where her legs were. His presence drew closer and closer.

His hot breath blew on her ear, and that made her tremor vigorously. He laid on his back and squeezed her into his embrace. She felt his warm lips leaned toward her ear. In his husky and intoxicating voice, he said, “I missed it a lot too.”

“…” Song Yu blushed. She instantly turned her face away. Her hands clasped onto the blanket subconsciously. Suddenly, she felt his long fingers as they gently tucked away her hair. His fingertips brushed across the tender and sensitive back of her neck, and that sent a shiver down her spine.

Immediately after, she felt his warm lips on the back of her neck. His lips ground against her skin and worked their way to the side at a tormenting pace. Finally, he worked his way up to her ear and rubbed his lips against her earlobe.

As his sizzling lips ground against her earlobe, Song Yu felt as if she was on fire. His smoky voice echoed right beside her ear, “Show me your face.”

Song Yu trembled, but she turned her head coyly. The minute she revealed her face, Qi Chengzhi kissed her. His warm palm slid onto the small of her back, and gradually stripped off her clothes. Then he flipped her around.

Song Yu tried to resist as she still had a little tummy. However, Qi Chengzhi stopped her. He pressed his fiery palm onto her lower abdomen. In a hoarse voice, he said, “It's soft.”

“I don't look good now,” Song Yu mumbled as she pressed her forehead against his neck. She felt a little embarrassed.

He was still as fit as ever. Even if he did not have a charming face, his six-pack abs would have made hundreds of women drool. Her, on the other hand, did not even have a visible waistline. Her body was shaped like a bucket. It was even soft and flabby.

Qi Chengzhi's palm rested on Song Yu's abdomen. He pecked her lips tenderly and murmured, “I think you look great. You're my wife. You look like this for now because you just gave birth to my child, but I think you look gorgeous. As I look at and feel your stomach, it reminds me of much you labored to carry my child and give birth to my child. I'm immensely grateful. There is no one comparable to you.”

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