Two-Faced Husband, Have Some Decency!

Song Yu gave him an annoyed look for asking that question. He knew she did not want to use the toilet at all, as she had only wanted to get rid of Mu Sisi.

The corner of his lip slanted slightly upward, giving him a cunning demeanor.

Song Yu pulled his hand off her waist and said begrudgingly, “You just wait here then!”

She then attempted to walk into the cubicle. But as she took her first step, she was dragged back by Qi Chengzhi – his long, powerful arm wrapped around her and pulled her into an embrace. His body pressed against hers pushed her against the wall, but his arm remained on her back shielding her from the cool wall.

“Qi Chengzhi, what are you doing!” demanded Song Yu, her voice was rough with embarrassment and annoyance. She tried to struggle but to no avail.

“You don’t even want to use the toilet. So why come in?” His voice, low and guttural, brushed across her lips in a huff of warm air, as he lowered his head; his forehead touching hers.

Her lips trembled as she whispered, “You knew I didn’t even want to go and yet you still asked that question. Wasn’t that on purpose?”

“Are you jealous?” Qi Chengzhi laughed. He looked at her delicate lips and kissed them.

“If I hear another ‘Brother Chengzhi’ I will vomit,” Song Yu growled.

Her dark eyes shimmered with mischief, making her look more like a teenager as she rolled her eyes.

“Brother Chengzhi, so how many little sisters do you have?” she bared her throat as her voice rose into a comical pitch. Despite the joking nature of the question, she had not managed to hide her jealousy.

Qi Chengzhi watched her expression flit from annoyance to a tightly concealed hurt. A part of him flushed with guilt-laden happiness; his arms winding tighter around her waist. Warmth spread through him when she did not shrug out of his embrace.

“Stop it,” he said softly, as his lips brushed against hers. “Mu Huaisheng is quite a good friend of mine. It’s because of him I cannot be too rude to his sister. I’ll talk to Mu Huaisheng about it and let him handle it. On my side, I’ve already blocked her phone number, messages, and stuff.”

Struggling in his embrace, she shot at him. “You’re married! How can you still flirt with those other girls! These things shouldn’t still be happening.”

Qi Chengzhi flexed his arm harder and gripped her tightly as he said, “You thought you never made me worry? Jian Yi, Kai Meirui, name cards.”

Song Yu was speechless.

“Alright, alright, stop being angry,” Qi Chengzhi said softly; his voice was a low rumble, barely audible. “I’ll love you right when we go back, just like last night.”

He gripped her as he pressed his lips to hers, parting them as he delved deeper into her.

She was lost in the taste of his champagne kisses and the scent of him. It would be a lie to say that she wasn’t into it.

Their tongues waged a battle, a dance of dominance. She burned as he sucked on her tongue.

Hearing his words brought back a flood of memories: The feel of his tongue, wet against her heated skin; the hot searing shot of pleasure that followed each slow lick.

Her breaths came in short sporadic gasps. Her thoughts jumbled. She thought she was going to pass out.

Tiny scattered zephyrs brushed across his lips, tickling, when he finally broke away.

“Someone might come,” Song Yu said between her gasps. She could barely complete her sentence.

“I’m just kissing my wife, how could anyone criticize me for it?” Qi Chengzhi mumbled–his raspy voice was more captivating than a cello. He peppered kisses along the length of her mouth, giving her dimples a small lick.

When her feet gave way, Qi Chengzhi easily swept her up. A part of Song Yu warned her that he should not be taking such liberties with her, but she could not muster the strength to voice those objections.

At the end of the walkway from the toilet to the event hall, Mu Sisi’s soft fingertips gripped onto the wall – the veins on the back of her hand popping out.

To Qi Chengzhi, she was just the sister of a friend; nameless. He had always addressed her as Mu Huaisheng’s sister, and never by her name.

She knew he had not replied to a single one of her messages, not because of his schedule, nor was it due to his aloof disposition, it was simple as disinterest–he had never ever read any of her messages, he never even got them, he chose to block her.

Mu Sisi’s hand was shivering. Her shivers wracked her whole body.

She clenched her teeth. It had not occurred to her that he might not have been interested!

She thought about the messages she sent him in the past: what she had done in school, how she had been jealous over him, had talked about who was pursuing her, who had kissed her, who had a crush on her. And he had not read a single one of them.

Why had he spurned her love!

How could he ignore her and have feelings for Song Yu?!

Mu Sisi clenched her jaw and thought angrily, ‘It is not fair, it really is not.’

“I’m not going to give up just like that! Qi Chengzhi, since I have feelings for you, you have to like me too!” she said softly, angrily.

“Walk faster, don’t you really need to pee?” Qi Chengyue dragged a slow-walking Qi Youxuan.

Qi Youxuan’s steps were really too small, and he walked way too slowly. For every step Qi Youxuan took, she had to stop for half a second – her rhythm was constantly interrupted. It was tiring to walk with him.

“I don’t dare walk any faster than this. I might not be able to hold it,” Qi Youxuan held onto his pants as he whispered.

Qi Chengyue was speechless.

Mu Sisi heard noises and turned around to see Qi Chengyue and Qi Youxuan walking towards her.

Qi Chengyue was shocked to see the hate written all over Mu Sisi’s face.

“What are you looking at!” hissed Mu Sisi, glaring at the newcomers. Walking to Qi Chengyue, she punched her in the shoulder.

In ordinary circumstances, Qi Chengyue would not have tolerated such an act, especially not from Mu Sisi, whom she despised with a passion. But Qi Youxuan needed to go to the washroom and, so, it would have to wait.

Watching Mu Sisi slither away was not an easy feat for Qi Chengyue.

As she angrily stared at Mu Sisi’s back, her hand was squeezed by Qi Youxuan. Qi Chengyue looked down at him.

“Don’t get angry Aunty, there will be more chances for you to take revenge in the future. I am definitely on your side, let me finish peeing and I’ll help you to take your revenge,” Qi Youxuan’s round face seemed serious.

Hearing her nephew’s heartfelt declaration, Qi Chengyue continued towards the washroom. “Looks like I didn’t waste my time in accompanying you to the washroom.”

Qi Youxuan was speechless.

Upon entering the corridor, they spotted a couple embracing each other. Looking closer they identified the lovers as Song Yu and Qi Chengzhi.

‘Only Qi Chengzhi would do such things,’ thought Qi Chengyue.

“Aiya!” gasped Qi Youxuan, snapping both the lovers and Qi Chengyue back to reality. It was then that Qi Chengyue realized that she should have been covering his eyes.

“Let me down,” gasped Song Yu.

Qi Chengzhi slowly put her down, but his arms were still around her waist. He was not letting her run.

“Haha, what a coincidence,” Qi Chengyue said in embarrassment. She did not know what to say.

Just as she finished her sentence, she felt a warm body burying itself into her abdomen. Looking down, she saw poor Qi Youxuan push himself into her. “Uncle, Auntie, why are you doing this in public? I shouldn’t be seeing this! Auntie, I think maybe you should spend less time with Uncle. He is teaching you too many bad things,” said Qi Youxuan into Qi Chengyue’s dress.

Qi Chengzhi was speechless. Song Yu blushed, thoroughly embarrassed by Qi Youxuan’s declaration.

Qi Youxuan continued, “Aiya, I can’t look at you anymore!”

Qi Chengzhi and Song Yu kept quiet.

Qi Chengzhi kept a tight hold on Song Yu’s waist and glanced at Qi Youxuan as they walked past him. Qi Chengyue sensed that Qi Chengzhi might be planning on getting his revenge soon.

After the couple left, Qi Chengyue flicked Qi Youxuan on his forehead and said, “What are you pretending for? Usually, when you see kissing scenes on TV your eyes are wider than anyone else’s, and you wouldn’t even let Grandma cover your eyes!”

Qi Youxuan wiggled out of Qi Chengyue’s embrace, pursed his lips and said, “It’s not every day I get to tease Uncle.”

Qi Chengyue was speechless. “Do you still want to use the washroom?!”

“Yes!” Qi Youxuan continued to the toilet with Qi Chengyue.

He entered into the washroom, and within a short span of time he exited; his pants unbuckled

Qi Chengyue helped him with his pants before the made their way back to the hall. All the guests were seated, and, to her surprise, she found Cheng Dongge seated beside her.

Another empty seat, clearly belonging to Qi Youxuan was open next to his.

As he ate, Cheng Dongge realized there was a pair of eyes staring at him – it was making him uncomfortable.

He turned around to find Qi Youxuan staring at him.

After getting caught, Qi Youxuan climbed down from his chair and walked over to Cheng Dongge. He held out his chubby finger and signaled Cheng Dongge to move closer, “Uncle Cheng.”

Cheng Dongge lowered his head and moved over in silence as he waited for Qi Youxuan’s question.

“Uncle Cheng, what do you think about my aunt?” Qi Youxuan had been staring at Qi Chengyue and Cheng Dongge since the moment he had announced his need to go to the washroom.

Cheng Dongge was speechless.

“Even though my aunt has a bad temper, but she is alright in other departments, but most importantly, she is pretty,” Qi Youxuan said.

Cheng Dongge could not respond.

Qi Youxuan stretched his neck to look at Qi Chengyue beyond Cheng Dongge. Seeing how she did not hear their whispers but seemed curious about their conversation, he said softly, “I can accept you as my new uncle, but I want an Optimus Prime.”

“What are you talking about?” Qi Chengyue finally asked.

Although Qi Youxuan was intelligent, he had not anticipated the suddenness of the question and therefore could not come up with an immediate answer.

“Haha,” Cheng Dongge laughed while glaring at Qi Youxuan. “He wanted me to help him get that huge piece of chicken leg.”

Grandma, overhearing the conversation, said, “Don’t give it to him. Youxuan you need to eat more vegetables. Lose some weight.”

Qi Youxuan had not expected Cheng Dongge to be that cunning. He whispered, “Do you not want to be my uncle?”

“Be a good boy and I will invite you over for dinner,” Cheng Dongge said while ruffling Qi Youxuan’s gelled, curly hair.

Qi Youxuan realized it would not be easy to deal with Cheng Dongge.

Whilst the exchange was taking place, Qi Chengyue’s phone rang.

Picking it up, she saw Jian Yi’s name on the caller ID; piercing nausea flooded her chest.

She excused herself and walked out of the hall to take the call.

“What is going on?” Qi Chengyue said coldly.

“You’re still at Wei Minghao’s birthday party right?” Jian Yi’s voice came through the phone; his voice still as warm as when they had first met. She recalled how that voice had enchanted her. Its low dulcet tones were music to her ears.

But she now knew them to be the illusions that they were.

“Is there any problem?” Qi Chengyue asked coldly.

Jian Yi wore a calm but cold expression as he stared, from his window, at the magnificent sprawling city.

If all had gone well he would have been attending the party alongside Qi Chengyue.

Wei Minghao’s party was one of those events which only the elite were privy to. As long as you were a member of the upper-class you would receive an invitation. An invitation that even the most famous would not turn down unless they had absolutely no choice.

Putting the others aside, the chance to meet the Wei family alone would have been an invaluable experience for him.

Even being a former son-in-law to the Qi family had not been enough to secure the right to a meeting with the Wei family.

The fact that he was supposed to be conversing with the Wei family at this very moment incensed him.

But after Guan Xiaolin had met with Qi Chengyue, he had lost the right to everything he had painstakingly worked so hard to achieve.

He had not known that Guan Xiaolin was meeting with Qi Chengyue.

He had not even known about Guan Xiaolin’s pregnancy.

He only found out about it when Qi Chengyue’s lawyer got in contact with his.

Truth be told, Jian Yi still did not know about Guan Xiaolin’s attempt to impress Zhou Mingyan.

He had never planned to give Guan Xiaolin anything. He had never planned to divorce Qi Chengyue in order to marry Guan Xiaolin. She had merely been a means to an end.

He was not an imbecile. He was aware of the chasm between the power the Qi family commanded and the power held by the Guan family, but Qi Chengyue had refused to help him. And so he had to seek alternatives, but it was never his intention to divorce her, after all, she still had her uses.

He could have maintained his marriage with Qi Chengyue whilst exploring other alternatives.

The truth was he abhorred Guan Xiaolin, but he couldn’t afford to anger the Guan family, especially since his fall from grace.

If he could not retain his relationship with the Guan family, he would be left with nothing.

It was only because Qi Chengyue had filed for divorce did he ask for half the shares.

“Your lawyers have already shown me your so-called evidence,” Jian Yi watched the night sky. He felt delirious.

“Really?” Qi Chengyue said and pursed her lips. “Since that’s the case, you should know that if this goes to court, I will definitely win the case. Your lawyer should have told you by now that regardless of my status, the judge will be compassionate towards me. There is solid evidence of you cheating. Even if you want to, you won’t be able to deny it.”

“Ha,” Jian Yi smirked and said, “You think you’re the only one with evidence? Qi Chengyue, the things you have done are not that much better than what I did. You claim that I cheated, but, to be honest, we’re two peas in a pod.”

“What kind of crap are you talking about!” Qi Chengyue angrily asked. Her chest rose and fell in rapid succession at Jian Yi’s accusation.

Was he insinuating that she too had cheated on him during their marriage?

Qi Chengyue was enraged by his accusations.

“I’m talking crap?” Jian Yi laughed. “You can’t deny it. I have the evidence on my phone. Even if it goes to court you won’t have that much leverage over me.”

“Jian Yi, I’m telling you, ever since we got married, I’ve never done anything to betray you. There’s no use of you accusing me!” spat Qi Chengyue. Her hands shivered, tightening the grip on her phone.

How could she have been so blind? How could she have married a man who was so selfish and avaricious that he would use his own wife as a tool to achieve his goals? How could she have married a man so relentless that he did not even think about spitting such lies, clinging onto them till the very end?

He was heartless!

“Accusing you? If I had no evidence, then it would be an accusation. I have evidence, therefore it becomes the truth,” Jian Yi said coldly before adding, “You say I cheated. I’m fine with it. I have no status or background, so it would not heart me as much as it would drag your reputation down through the mud. I am a simple man who made a mistake that anyone would have made. But you’re different. You’re the daughter of the Qi family. Even if you don’t care about your reputation the Qi family still has a name to uphold. So, when this blows up and the rumors start circulating think of the Qi family and the damage that it would do to their name. Would you be the one to allow the ruin of their name? Not to mention, if you do no one in your circle would even want to marry you.

“I meant what I said. If you’re willing to settle this amicably and give me half of your shares, I will sign those divorce papers in a heartbeat. You can even announce my infidelity and I won’t lift a finger in retaliation. You and the Qi family will get to keep your reputation. Although, feel free to ruin your precious reputation.”