So You’re Such A Doctor Song

Women actually liked their men to be jealous.

Upon thinking that even Song Chuchu got jealous, Changqing felt a sweetness like a jar of honey was overturned in her heart and it seemed like the trouble that came along with publicizing their marriage was also rendered insignificant because of what he said.

She suppressed the urge to smile and lowered her head to take a small bite of cake and said while stuttering: “You’re too childish. You even get jealous like a kid.”

Song Chuyi: “…”

Why do I feel that she took my line?

He turned and saw a certain woman taking a bite of cake, pouting her lips high under the dim lights.

He secretly found it funny and said, “I didn’t forget Lin Yueli.”

Changqing nodded and purposely said, “Lin Yueli isn’t bad indeed. He’s mature, has a nice smile and is also very handsome…”

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly felt a strong force on her waist pulling her back.

The cake in her hand wobbled and she fell into Song Chuyi’s embrace. She turned her face around and saw his lips pressing into an unhappy line. He started slowly, “Since I was afraid people like Lin Yueli would show up again, I told my mom to make our marriage public. Besides… did you not check the discussion boards this afternoon? Zhang Zixin’s fans said you have an ambiguous relationship with Zuo Qian and kept exchanging glances with him privately so you deserved Zhang Zixin bullying you.”

Changqing was stunned. She was busy with her makeup after her afternoon nap today and really had no idea about what happened online. She was furious upon hearing that. “Nonsense. There’s nothing between me and Teacher Zuo.”

Song Chuyi answered, “Mm, I got my mom to publicize you’re my wife to also let the public know that since you have such an impressive mother-in-law, your husband would definitely be extraordinary too. How would it be possible for you to exchange glances with Zuo Qian then?”

Changqing seemed to understand his intentions.

She felt deeply touched but still said naughtily, “How is my husband extraordinary? Teacher Zuo isn’t worse than you.”

Song Chuyi’s face still fell. He lifted her chin and covered her lovable and detestable lips.

The cake in Changqing’s hands wobbled again. She couldn’t manage to stabilize it and it fell onto the floor.

Her eyes widened and she could only make muffled sounds. Song Chuyi carried her and pressed her onto the couch in the cabin as he kissed her hard and impudently.

That was her weakness. Changqing’s body became limp immediately. She bit her lips and pushed him away embarrassedly. “Song Chuchu, you gangster—always thinking of doing such things.”

“I’m not thinking of doing such things. Changqing, I just don’t want to hold back and want no distance between the two of us.” Song Chuyi pinched her chin and turned her face over, kissing her sweet, red lips once again. The lipstick on her lips was slowly wiped clean by him.

Changqing’s breathing became irregular.

The only thing in her mind was: “No distance… no distance.”

This “no distance” was so shameful but also heart-thumping.

“Qing Bao, you didn’t wear a bra…” the zipper on her down jacket was unknowingly pulled down. Song Chuyi pulled out two pieces of nipple tape from within as he spoke hoarsely.

Changqing’s body froze and she covered her face.

Her blood was really about to flow backward. She didn’t wear a bra because of the gown she was wearing tonight.

Now that was very embarrassing…

“Little vixen…” Song Chuyi’s breathing became faster when he saw her becoming shy and he began to unbutton his double-breasted suit.

Changqing shuddered out of fear and her eyes darted around. She pushed his chest. “This… this… this isn’t a good place. We’re right by the riverside. If someone came up…”

“That won’t happen. I’ve already locked the door and the curtains are also pulled up. There’s only the two of us here.” Song Chuyi threw his suit jacket aside gloomily and kneeled on one knee on the couch, turning her face over as his red lips covered her trembling ones.

Changqing was forced to lie on the soft couch. Suddenly, she seemed to understand why the curtains were closed when they came in. She thought it was to prevent outsiders from taking photos of them but this was his real motive…

He had it all planned from the start. This stinking gangster.

He knew she would forgive him.

He had her in the palm of his hand.

But what could she do? She was totally defeated by his “I love you” long ago.

He was a little too impatient after a few months. At the start, Changqing sobbed and sniffled as she held onto him.

After hearing her delicate sobbing, Song Chuyi felt as though he was sucked clean of all his energy.

On the river late at night, with the cold wind blowing endlessly and the river water rolling on, the waves slapped the yacht docked by the river, rocking it up and down.

Changqing was exhausted. Her makeup was already smudged from all her tears, making her look like a little panda. There were several times when she couldn’t even tell whether it was the yacht that was rocking up and down or if she was the one floating up and down.

After it finally ended, she lay weakly on Song Chuchu’s chest as though she was squeezed dry from top to toe.

It was extremely cold outside but with the heater turned on inside, the two were sticky and sweaty.

Song Chuyi fed her a piece of cake. Changqing was so sore and tired that she didn’t even have the strength to open her mouth.

“Indeed, without me around, your stamina has gone down. Looks like I’ll have to train you properly when we get back home.” Song Chuyi kissed her ear and pulled the down jacket up to cover her delicate curves.

“Annoying.” Changqing pounded him shyly and buried her face in his chest. In no time at all, she fell asleep from exhaustion.

Song Chuyi slept with her in his embrace until around 4 to 5 am before helping her dress and carrying her out of the yacht.

He didn’t feel cold even though all his clothes were covering her. Changqing opened her eyes in bewilderment and asked sleepily, “Where are we going?”

“Back to the hotel; keep sleeping.” After he said that gently, Changqing fell back asleep.

He put her in the backseat and drove all the way to the parking lot of the hotel.

There was basically no one going in and out of the hotel in the wee hours. He carried her up, unlocked the room with his hotel card and carried her to the bed.

The next day, Changqing was woken up by the doorbell again.

She got up and when she found herself sleeping in the hotel bed, she was stunned. How did I get back?

Where’s Song Chuchu?

Where did he go?

The doorbell was too noisy, so she put on a cardigan and opened the door without thinking much. Jiang Duoyao came running in excitedly. “I heard from Wen Tong that you left with Song Chuyi last night. How did the celebration go? Last night was crazy. I didn’t think that Teacher Rong would actually publicly announce that she’s your mother-in-law. Even I was shocked…”

Jiang Duoyao chattered on as she walked in.

Suddenly, the door to the bathroom opened and Song Chuyi came out with a towel wrapped around his waist. He was topless and water droplets were still hanging onto his fine abs.

Jiang Duoyao froze. She looked at him then at Changqing and all of a sudden, she covered her mouth and screamed. “I suddenly remember that I have something to do; I’ll take off first. Bye-bye.”

After she said that, she fled out of the room. When she left, she didn’t forget to close the door for them.

Changqing blinked. When she saw Song Chuyi, her face also reddened. She really didn’t know that he was in the washroom. Finished. Duoyao would definitely start imagining things. How embarrassing.

“What’s wrong with your friend?” Song Chuyi was bewildered.

“Nothing.” Changqing climbed back into bed silently.

Song Chuyi followed suit and wrapped his arms around her waist. He held Changqing tightly and his face stuck close to her bare skin. His body still exuded the fragrance of soap from his shower.

She closed her eyes and all of a sudden, she felt this was very blissful and sweet.

Indeed, it was best to have her husband cuddling her in this large bed.

She curled her lips up sweetly. “How did I get back last night? Why don’t I remember anything?”

“It was around five.” Song Chuyi rested his chin on top of her head. “You were sleeping like a little pig.”

“You’re the little pig.” Changqing turned her face around to pinch him.

Song Chuyi lowered his head and watched her for a while before cupping her face in his hands again and kissing her.

Changqing was breathless from the kiss and she could slowly feel him throwing the towel aside. She widened her eyes shyly. “You… you…. want it again?”

“Mm.” Song Chuyi made a snorting sound. “Do you know what I had the most in Germany?”

Changqing blinked curiously. She didn’t know why he suddenly asked that.

“German sausage.” He let out a soft, mischievous laugh. “Every time I ate the sausage, I would think of you. Qing Bao, I really missed you.”

Changqing’s face reddened like a ripe pomegranate under his gaze.

She was going mad. How could this Song Chuchu make her heart thump so hard even when he was being a gangster? It was totally irresistible.

When she was kissed by Song Chuchu, Changqing was left with no energy and could only submit to his attack.

After a round of torture, Changqing was tired and hungry.

Song Chuyi went downstairs to buy her food. After he left, Changqing picked her phone up and glanced at it. Around 20 minutes ago, Jiang Duoyao sent her a WeChat message: F*ck, you’re too weak. It’s only been a night and he got you fixed. I look down on you.

Changqing covered her face. It did seem as though she was too weak.

From last night till now, she had been fixed by him three times.

But could she really be blamed?

It was too romantic last night.

Changqing thought for a while and replied: If we fight again next time, I will definitely hold out for a week.

Jiang Duoyao replied immediately: It took you long enough to reply. What were you doing after I left? Did you guys do it again?

Changqing was embarrassed and refused to admit it. She replied: Stop spouting nonsense. We were just talking.

Jiang Duoyao: Bullshit. I could even guess it even though I’ve never done it before.

Changqing’s face was burning once again.

She looked at Weibo and indeed, her marriage was being discussed everywhere.

She thought for a while, took a photo of her diamond ring on her ring finger and uploaded it onto Weibo with the caption: Dear friends, I am indeed married. However, I’m just a little host so I hope that everyone will give my partner enough privacy and won’t bring him any inconvenience. We just want to be an ordinary couple.

After her post was uploaded, it quickly received many likes and comments.

Very quickly, Ruan Yang called her. “Reconciled?”

“Mm.” Changqing was still quite embarrassed. “Do you think I forgave him too quickly?”

“The matters of the heart are between the two of you. As long as you’re happy, we have no right to interfere.” Ruan Yang asked, “Was it really Zhang Zixin and Zhao Zhu who bullied you last night?”

“Mm.” Changqing nodded. “Zhao Zhu really can’t stop haunting me, but I doubt she would have the cheek to enter the entertainment industry again.”

“I think so too.” Ruan Yang smiled. “Oh right, congratulations on winning an award this time.”

Changqing smiled meekly. “Thank you. It’s almost the new year. When are you coming back to Northern City?”

“I’m not going back to Northern City for New Year this year. I’ll be filming and after this show, I intend to leave the entertainment industry,” Ruan Yang suddenly said.

Changqing bolted straight up from the shock. “Ruan Yang, don’t scare me. You’re so popular right now. It’s such a pity to leave the entertainment industry like that.”

“If I leave the industry now, I can be considered successful,” Ruan Yang said gently. “The film I’m shooting now might have a chance to be nominated for the Oscars. It’s not a bad film as my farewell piece from the entertainment industry. I used to love acting and wanted to become famous. Now that I’m successful, my wish could be considered fulfilled. I’ve already earned enough money and I want to do some things I haven’t done before. Besides… to be honest, to be able to get to where I am, the amount of praise and admiration I receive comes with an equal amount of defamation and insults. I don’t want my dark past to always be brought up by people. No secret can be kept in this world forever. The happenings between me and Xin Ziao would be discovered sooner or later. I’m also tired of having cameras following me around wherever I go.”

Changqing felt terrible upon hearing that.

Ultimately, the sudden rise to fame Ruan Yang experienced then left too deep a scar. Her breakup with Xin Ziao probably made her feel equally terrible.

The higher you stood, the more lonely and empty you would feel inside. “Mm. Ruan Yang, no matter what you do, I will always support you.”

After her chat with Ruan Yang, Changqing spaced out for a while and soon, Changxin called over and asked about her and Song Chuyi.

“Sis, do you blame me?” Changqing asked carefully.

“What’s there to blame?” Changxin asked with a smile. “We could all tell you couldn’t let him go. Dad doesn’t dislike Song Chuyi a lot either. After all, that incident had nothing to do with him. He was just unlucky to have such a brother and father.”

“Sis, you guys are the best.” Changqing was very touched.

It was great to have such a family who would always support her unconditionally.

After chatting for a while, Song Chuyi returned. She hung up hurriedly and ran to open the door for him.

Song Chuyi came in with plastic bags of mini wontons, youtiao (1. Chinese deep-fried dough sticks), pan-fried buns and crab meat.

These breakfast items were all bought outside at the roadside eateries and took him quite some time.

Changqing was famished. She took a piece of youtiao and started munching on it. “It’s more authentic than the one I had at the hotel yesterday.”

Song Chuyi watched silently as she ate. His appetite was actually better than before.

Indeed, eating with a glutton could make you eat a little more.

After they were done eating, Changqing lay back on the bed lazily, occasionally glancing at Song Chuchu, who was packing her luggage for her.

She hugged the blanket blissfully and said, “Chuchu, you must continue to help me pack my luggage like this in the future, doting on me and pampering me.”

Song Chuyi swept her a glance and said lightly, “Fat hope. We just reconciled. Do it yourself in the future.”

This reply was too harsh and hurtful. She sat up and threw a pillow at his back. “So these are your true colors? I’m not making up with you.”

Song Chuyi smiled lightly.

They had lunch at the hotel restaurant with Wen Tong and Rong Chang.

Rong Chang and Wen Tong got there first. After a while, Changqing and Song Chuyi appeared. Song Chuyi had one hand in his pocket while he held Changqing’s hand with the other.

Changqing walked over with him coyly. Her watery amorous eyes were charming and her lips were slightly curled up. She tried very hard to pretend to be calm but she still couldn’t hold back the sweetness on her lips.

Rong Chang smiled calmly. He was her son indeed—they made up in a matter of two days.

Wen Tong swept Changqing a despising look. Who was the one who looked as though she hated Wen Tong for leaving her alone last night, even looking as though she was a chaste woman who would rather die than leave with Song Chuyi?

In the end, just after a night…

How weak.

She dissed Changqing inside secretly.

Changqing could feel her gaze and stuck her tongue out at her embarrassedly.

When the dishes were served, Rong Chang said, “Do you have time tonight? Let’s arrange for your family to have a meal together tonight.”

Changqing was stunned. “So fast…”

“Is it fast?” Rong Chang looked at Song Chuyi with a little embarrassment. “I just like to get things over and done with. Right, Chuyi?”

Song Chuyi let out a nasal “Mm” with an indifferent look. Did she think he didn’t know that all she was thinking about was going back to Europe quickly to continue with her designs?

Changqing suddenly pitied Rong Chang. Rong Chang was just like her, having to be wary of Song Chuchu.

In the afternoon, the four took a plane back to Northern City.

Changqing and Wen Tong boarded the plane first, followed by Song Chuyi and Rong Chang.

The four had first-class seats. Song Chuyi and Rong Chang sat in the back and they didn’t suggest changing seats.

When they reached Northern City, Changqing and Wen Tong took the car driven by the Yan Family’s chauffeur back to the Yan Household first.

Song Chuyi and his mother took Li Shaobin’s car back to Lakeview Residence.

Li Shaobin chuckled and said to Rong Chang as he drove, “Auntie, do you still remember me? We haven’t met for years. I didn’t know you actually became Augustine Rong. How impressive.”

Rong Chang smiled lightly. “Of course I remember you, you’re Shaobin. You’ve always been close friends with our Chuyi. I remember that you’re the same age as Chuyi, right? Are you married?”

Li Shaobin laughed out loud. “I’m not married yet.”

“Then you must have a girlfriend, right?” Rong Chang blurted out casually.

Li Shaobin scratched his head and was embarrassed all of a sudden.

Song Chuyi, who was sitting at the side, suddenly said indifferently, “Mom, he’s not interested in women.”

Rong Chang was stunned. Could it be that Li Shaobin liked men?

Although she had seen a lot of homosexuals abroad, upon seeing that her son’s good friend was a homosexual the moment she returned, she was suddenly glad that her son didn’t go down the wrong path.

When they arrived at Lakeview Residence, Rong Chang thanked Li Shaobin and went upstairs with Song Chuyi. She said, “I didn’t realize Shaobin likes men. He looks so fine. What a pity.”

The corners of Song Chuyi’s mouth twitched and he didn’t say anything.

At night, the two families arranged to have dinner at a traditional restaurant in Northern City.

Song Chuyi drove and went over with Rong Chang first, buying several bottles of alcohol. Around six, Yan Lei, Shen Lu, and Changqing arrived together.

Rong Chang took the initiative to greet them. Yan Lei already knew Rong Chang’s identity and was also very courteous.

Not long later, Changxin and Lin Yiqin came as well. When Rong Chang saw how harmonious they were as a family, she said, “Chuyi has always told me that he likes the Yan Family’s atmosphere. I finally understand why.”

Yan Lei frowned and said, “To me, the most important thing is harmony in a family. The rest is secondary.”

Rong Chang nodded. “Mr. Yan, actually, this meal was mainly for me to apologize to the Yan Family. This should’ve been a good marriage. There are very few marriages where couples like each other so much after marriage; there must’ve been a certain degree of fate involved. It was just a pity that Chuyi’s father and brother did some wrongs to cause the two of them to almost miss each other. I’m really, really sorry.”

Yan Lei let out a sigh and said as he raised his hand: “This matter had nothing to do with you; you don’t have to so apologetic. Actually, I’ve never stopped my daughter from being with anyone. It’s all based on who she likes. I was too angry before, but now that things have come to this stage, as long as Changqing likes him, as a father, I won’t break up my child’s marriage.”

Rong Chang let out a sigh of relief after hearing that. She initially thought the Yan Family members would make things difficult for her for a while or even complain about Song Huaisheng and Song Chulang’s actions. However, Yan Lei said nothing of the sort and that made her admire him greatly.

In light of the Song Family member’s actions, although the Yan Family couldn’t compare to the Song Family, they were way stronger character-wise.

She believed her son would be much happier in such a family.

Yan Lei drank a mouthful of wine silently. No one knew he was angry. This anger was mainly because of Song Huaisheng and Song Chulang.

However, he also understood that there was no point in ranting. There was no need. What was the point of making things difficult for a woman?

His daughter’s happiness surpassed everything else.

“Since that’s the case, let’s discuss the date for the wedding dinner,” Rong Chang said with a smile. “The children have already been married for half a year—it’s time for a wedding ceremony. Do you think it should be before or after the new year?”

“I’m afraid we won’t be able to book a nice hotel if it’s before the new year.” Yan Lei looked at his daughter.

Changqing said, “I’ll be a little busy before the new year. I think we should leave it for after the new year.”

“Then after the new year it shall be. We can leave the wedding venue for the two to decide. They can hold it anywhere they like,” Rong Chang said.