So You’re Such A Doctor Song

“What should have happened, already happened. Can you just get a divorce by wishing it? Besides, ours is a business marriage,” Song Chuyi watched as Changqing fought back her tears and he softened his expression. “But what’s important now is that you have to deal with that man downstairs.”

“What man?” Changqing was confused.

“Fu Yu.”

Changqing suddenly felt like her head could explode. “He came?”

“Yes, and he also found out about our marriage.” Song Chuyi cast a sidelong glance at her and snorted. “I couldn’t tell his feelings for you were so deep. He even came all the way here, as expected of your childhood sweetheart. You still said he was your neighbor when you were young, your sister’s classmate. How long were you going to lie to me?”

Changqing lowered her head in guilt.

Song Chuyi became angrier after seeing that. “Tell me—did I steal his mom in my previous life? Why is this Fu Yu pestering me in this life? Did I offend him? Forget that he snatched my girlfriend from me before, but now he intends to come over to snatch my wife. Does he hate to see me living happily? If I date another woman again, is he still going to snatch her from me again? Maybe he doesn’t like the two of you at all; he just doesn’t find me pleasing.”

Changqing suddenly forgot about crying.

She looked at Song Chuyi with a very sympathetic gaze.

He was really furious—so much so that he could even come up with such a ridiculous thought.

It didn’t match his aloof character at all.

However, Fu Yu was too much. Why was he always making life difficult for Song Chuchu?

“Get dressed quickly,” Song Chuyi ordered like a leader. “Fu Yu must’ve been badmouthing me to your dad in the study just now. The way your dad looked at me changed.”

“No way.” Changqing was in disbelief. “You act so obediently in front of Dad. What could he possibly badmouth about you?”

Song Chuyi swept her a cold glance. “What did you say? How do I act?”

Changqing shrank her neck. “I said the wrong thing. What I meant was that you’re usually so nice to my Dad that there’s nothing to nitpick.”

Song Chuyi snorted coldly. “You don’t have to use your brain to know he definitely said I married you to take revenge on him for snatching Guan Ying away. He’s such a despicable person and thinks everyone is just like him.”

Changqing said weakly, “Why do I feel that you’re also quite despicable to be able to think of that?”

“Yan Changqing…” Song Chuyi spit out every word of her name from between his teeth.

“I… I’m going to change.” Changqing snatched her clothes and ran to the bathroom.

Song Chuyi saw the little bean before her chest bouncing and jumping, taking in another deep breath and pressing his brows down.

She still dared to complain about him teasing her. Who was the one who kept seducing him endlessly?

Little vixen.

While Changqing was changing alone quietly in the bathroom, she suddenly pondered and understood that what Song Chuchu meant just now was that he had no intention of making up with Guan Ying.

Ruan Yang was spot on.

Most men really couldn’t tolerate betrayal from their women.

She dilly dallied for more than 10 minutes in the bathroom and when she came out, Song Chuyi was sitting in the velvet chair, reading a book. It was an ancient romantic fiction novel she bought a few days ago.

She remembered there was one spicy scene in the novel between the male and female lead.

Changqing shifted over while embarrassed and happened to see that Song Chuyi was reading that page. She pretended to walk past him calmly. She felt that right at that moment, she shouldn’t reveal any hint of guilt or embarrassment.

Otherwise, he would think she was curious about such matters.

Although she was curious and even watched videos to study it secretly a few nights ago…

“Why are you still not going down?” she asked.

“I don’t want to face Fu Yu, that irritating person.” Song Chuyi continued reading the book while speaking, looking very serious.

Changqing was raged inside: AHHHHHH, why does he keep staring at that page? Could he also be studying it?

“It’s written so unprofessionally.” Song Chuyi sudden threw the book aside.

Changqing “… Yeah.”

But what’s considered professional? She was confused again.

“Let’s head down.” Song Chuyi stood up.

“I’m not done with my hair and makeup…”

“Who are you prettying yourself for? Fu Yu?” Song Chuyi said coldly, “Or do you want to etch a pretty image of yourself deeply in his memories so that it will be harder for him to forget you?”

Changqing was stumped by his harsh words.

“Why did you stop talking? Guilty?” Song Chuyi continued.

Changqing looked at him speechlessly. “Song Chuchu, did you take the wrong medicine?”

“You’re the one who took the wrong medicine.” Song Chuyi turned his back to her in a fit of anger.

“I won’t fix myself up. Won’t that do?” Changqing felt like she was about to be driven crazy by him and turned to walk towards the door.

“Wait,” he called from behind.

“What do you want now?” Changqing turned back and what met her was a ferocious kiss from him.

What kind of new situation is this?

“Alright, let’s go down.”

“Gangster.” Changqing stared into his eyes shyly and pulled open the door to walk out in a huff.

In the living room, Fu Yu was running out of patience. Although he had been chatting with Yan Lei, his heart was left upstairs.

He had no idea why Song Chuyi had been in there for so long.

Could he and Changqing be…

He suppressed the pain in his heart several times, controlling his emotions so as to not lose control.

Finally, when the sound of the door opening came from upstairs, he stood up immediately and watched as Changqing walked down first. The weather was gradually warming up and she was wearing a simple t-shirt with jeans only. Her hair had yet to be combed and was hanging down messily. Her cheeks were flushed red, her lips were plump and glistening, and she appeared to be a little shy…

Fu Yu could guess at what happened a little and there was an intense pull in his heart, feeling as though it hurt more than being stabbed.

He was in so much pain he had the urge to rush over to kill Song Chuyi.

But Song Chuyi had to walk behind Chuyi leisurely with his hands in his pockets, looking over at him with his beautiful eyes, raising his brows calmly as though he was mocking him.

He clenched his teeth tightly and looked at Changqing, who was walking in front of him, looking a little awkward and apologetic.

“Brother Fu Yu, what are you doing here?” Changqing asked softly.

“I saw you were injured yesterday. Are you feeling better?” Fu Yu noticed the bruises on her arms and frowned harder. “Still hurts?”

“Pain is inevitable when you get injured, but the pain will improve after a few days, ” Song Chuyi said lazily as he sat on the couch and picked up the newspaper by the side.

“Changqing has always been afraid of pain since she was young,” Fu Yu said lightly, “When she was young, she couldn’t even stand a little scrape on her skin.”

“Oh, no wonder.” Song Chuyi suddenly nodded knowingly.

“No wonder what?” Fu Yu asked.

Song Chuyi suddenly cast an ambiguous glance at Changqing and shook his head, continuing to read the paper. “Nothing.”

Changqing blanked out for a while and suddenly remembered. Could he be thinking about the few times in bed when she cried and screamed in pain, refusing to let him in?

She was thin-skinned and got shy easily too. This time, her face became as red as an apple.

Fu Yu took one look and his heart moved a little as though he understood something. His heart was in so much pain that it was suffocating.

It seemed as though if he stayed around any longer, he would definitely be so triggered he would punch Song Chuyi in the face in front of Yan Lei.

This wasn’t the time yet.

Since he found out about this matter, he wouldn’t let these two continue developing like this.

“Since there aren’t any major issues with Changqing, I’ll return to the office first.” Fu Yu wanted to squeeze out a smile but he couldn’t. The lines on his face were stiff. “Uncle, I’ll come again next time.”

Yan Lei also didn’t want the awkwardness to continue and he nodded quickly. “Be careful on the road.”

Changqing also felt a load was off her shoulders. “Bye Brother Fu Yu.”

“Alright.” Fu Yu turned to leave.

Once he left, Changqing immediately stole a glance at Song Chuyi. He still seemed to be reading the paper seriously.

She curled her lips and asked Yan Lei, “When did Brother Fu Yu come?”

“Quite early, a little after seven.”

Changqing was touched. Fu Yu really cared about her.

“Go have your breakfast.” Song Chuyi looked at her moved face that she couldn’t hide and couldn’t help but remind her.

“Oh.” Changqing walked towards the dining area obediently.

“Chuyi, come with me to the study,” Yan Lei suddenly said to Song Chuyi.

“Sure.” Song Chuyi closed the paper quietly and followed Yan Lei upstairs.

Changqing’s heart was immediately lifted. Could it really be that Fu Yu told Yan Lei something, making him view Song Chuyi differently?

Once the door closed, she tiptoed upstairs and glued her ear to the door of the study and happened to hear Yan Lei say: “… Chuyi, let me tell you the truth—although you married Changqing not long after you two got together, I’m indeed very satisfied with you as a son-in-law. However, I heard from Fu Yu that you were with Guan Ying for quite some time previously and Guan Ying decided to break up with you… for Fu Yu?”

“That’s right,” Song Chuyi answered.

Yan Lei’s voice deepened. “Chuyi, then don’t blame me for thinking too much. When you married Changqing initially, was it because she was Guan Ying’s friend…”

Changqing was about to prostrate herself in admiration of Song Chuyi. What incredible foresight.

She quickly pushed open the door. “Dad, it’s not like that.”

Yan Lei’s face darkened. “Who let you in? You even eavesdropped on our conversation.”

“Dad, you really misunderstood him,” Changqing explained in a soft voice, “I knew about his breakup with Guan Ying long ago but this matter… the fault was really with Guan Ying. Song Chuyi didn’t know Guan Ying and I were friends. He only just found out too. I know this the most clearly.”

Yan Lei’s face was in disbelief. “What right do you have to be clear? You’re so muddle-headed usually, yet you even dared to tell me you know this the most clearly.”

“Dad, how could you say that of me?” Changqing pouted. “Anyway, what I said was the truth.”

Song Chuyi laughed slightly. “If I wanted to take revenge on Guan Ying, there were many ways I could’ve done it. For example, I could’ve made her unable to progress in her career or tarnish her reputation in Northern City. I have ten thousand ways to take revenge on her and even if I wanted to use Changqing to take revenge on Fu Yu, I didn’t need to get married and even make my Song Family invest so much money to help the Yan Family. Dad, Fu Yu likes Chuyi and reacted negatively to our marriage. That’s completely normal. I have nothing more to say.”

Changqing mumbled in her heart: If you have nothing more to say, why did you say so much?

Yan Lei pondered deeply for a while and nodded. “Chuyi, I was just worried. In the future, when you become a father, you’ll understand how I feel.”

“Dad, I will strive to become a father sooner.” Song Chuyi put his arm around Changqing’s shoulders.