Chapter 186: We Don’t Have A Child Currently

Song Chuyi turned his head back and touched his oily, short hair. Gritting his teeth unhappily, he said, “Yan Changqing…”

“Who told you not to respond to me when I called you?” Changqing was guilty. “I just wanted to tell you that I’m driving my car.”

After finishing her piece, as though she was afraid he would take revenge on her, she quickly fled into her car.

Song Chuyi glanced at the soup dumplings on the grass and stepped onto them ruthlessly. In the end, the soup splattered all over his white shoes.

“F*ck…”

He cursed softly.

There were family members causing a ruckus at the hospital in the morning again.

Song Chuyi stepped out to calm them down for a while and returned to his office. On his way back, a nurse walking towards him called him. “Dr. Song, there’s a pretty lady here looking for you.”

Song Yunyang stood rooted beside the nurse, watching him with a bitter and obstinate gaze.

Song Chuyi suddenly felt his legs were as heavy as though they were filled with lead.

The people around them walked up and down. Everyone seemed to cast glances at them.

Some things still had to be faced.

He sighed softly and said to Song Yunyang, “Come with me.”

He walked in front while Song Yunyang followed behind him.

When he entered his office, Song Chuyi waited at the door for a while for her to come in before closing the door. He turned around to put down a patient’s medical case and a hand suddenly gripped him hard.

“Yunyang, let go.” Song Chuyi took a deep breath. “I’m already married.”

“Song Chuyi, you liar,” Song Yunyang said through gritted teeth. She raised her head and a string of tears started trickling down. “You promised me that you would wait for me back then. You’ve been lying to me. What did you take our promise for? I trusted you; did you know that? I’ve always trusted you, but now I’m back and what did you make me face?”

Song Chuyi’s body froze. From deep within his throat, every part of him seemed to be twitching.

He closed his eyes and said, “Yunyang, perhaps I wasn’t mature enough then. I thought that I loved you and I would love you forever, but in fact, after you left, I realized that it wasn’t the case at all. Perhaps deep within my bones, I’m more fickle. Look—I started dating when I was in middle school…”

“That’s not considered dating.” Song Yunyang cried as she choked on her words. “You said before that they were all just to make me jealous…”

“That’s why I said I was young and ignorant.” Song Chuyi brushed her hand away. A light sense of callousness surfaced in his eyes. “I like my current wife right now; she’s especially cute. Yunyang, I’m sorry. I don’t love you anymore…”

“Piak…” A slap landed on his face.

He closed his eyes and didn’t move. Song Yunyang dashed up to bite him ruthlessly on the neck.

“What are you doing?” Fresh blood flowed out. Song Chuyi pushed her away and saw the pair of red eyes filled with desperation. He felt his heart suffocating.

“I don’t believe that you don’t love me anymore.” Song Yunyang was smiling wretchedly. “Do you think I don’t know? Isn’t it just because you want to allow Big Brother and me to be together? Since I told you before that I would definitely be back when I was 28, you rushed to get married before I came back. You haven’t even married that Yan Changqing for long, getting your marriage certificate after meeting once. You were never that easy with relationships.”

“I already had a girlfriend last year,” Song Chuyi said in a low and cold tone.

“Big Brother said that the woman last year looked like me,” Song Yunyang shrieked while crying.

Song Chuyi’s face froze. “No.”

“I don’t care what Grandma or Dad thinks; I want to clarify things with Yan Changqing. You were mine to begin with. Don’t think of using this method of avoiding me.” Song Yunyang turned her head and dashed out.

Song Chuyi felt an inexplicable sense of uneasiness. He opened up his stride and chased after her and only managed to catch her at the elevators. He pulled Song Yunyang to the window where there were fewer people and said with a hoarse voice with his eyebrows tightly knitted, “Yunyang, don’t seek her out. Changqing doesn’t know anything; she’s innocent.”

“Since you know that, you shouldn’t have implicated her then,” Song Yunyang said coldly.

“She’s my wife,” Song Chuyi repeated with his teeth clenched. “She will be my wife forever. Yunyang, I’m very satisfied with my current marital status and I want it to go on like this forever. Please don’t look for her. Even if she leaves, things are impossible between the both of us. Have you thought about Big Brother’s feelings? Even if I used to love you, Big Brother loves you more than I loved you. He didn’t get married for so many years and hasn’t had a single woman around him. Other than you, he can’t contain anyone else in his heart.”

“Stop it…” Song Yunyang’s eyes were red with pain. “You’re very satisfied with your current marital status? Don’t tell me—you’ve already fallen for her.”

“Yes, I’ve already fallen for her.” He said, “I won’t let off anyone who dares to harm her. Yunyang, you’re no exception.”

She jolted and staggered as he broke away from her grip. She covered her face and took a few steps back.

He had said this sentence to those who bullied her in school before.

He said, “I won’t let off anyone who dares to harm Song Yunyang. Song Yunyang is the most important person in my heart.”

However, it had become another person now.

Song Yunyang turned around and walked away step by step.

There were many things that she really couldn’t understand.

They were once so deeply in love.

Song Chuyi watched her back for a while and took in a deep breath before returning to his office. He opened his drawer and took out a pack of cigarettes. He slowly pulled one out and lit it with a deep frown.

In the evening, his phone suddenly rang just as he got into his car.

When he saw the name on the screen, he paused for a while before pressing the answer button.

“My car is in front of yours. Come with me—let’s find a place to talk.” Song Chulang hung up after saying his piece.

The headlights of an off-road car in front blinked.

Song Chuyi frowned and started the engine, following him.

The off-road car drove for seven to eight minutes and drove into an abandoned district. Song Chulang opened the car door and got out first.

Song Chuyi drank a mouthful of water in the car, unbuckled his seatbelt, and got out. “Bro…”

Song Chulang had a cigarette between his fingers. He lowered his head and inhaled deeply. He inhaled too quickly and ended up choking. He coughed for a while and when he lifted his head, his handsome face was a red mess. “Chuyi, divorce Yan Changqing. I guarantee that I will help their Yan Family prosper in Northern City for their entire lives. The Yan Family will only get better and better.”

“Enough…” Song Chuyi frowned and sighed.

“You’re enough.” Song Chulang covered his mouth and coughed for a while before tossing away the cigarette on the ground suddenly and grabbing Song Chuyi’s collar violently. His eyes were red. “I was wrong in the past. The two of you shouldn’t have separated. You love her and she loves you. There’s nothing wrong with that. You don’t know how badly Yunyang cried when she left the hospital today. I won’t allow the two of you to be separated, do you understand? The two of you must be together, and be together well; it’s okay for me to suffer all the pain. She’s completely innocent.”

The rims of Song Chuyi’s eyes warmed up as he said, “Sorry, I can’t agree to that.”

“Song Chuyi…” Song Chulang was furious. “Don’t force me.”

“I’ll hand Yunyang over to you in the future.”

A punch landed on his face ruthlessly. Song Chuyi staggered and took several steps back. Underneath his feet, a layer of dust and sand stirred.

Song Chulang came with another punch. “Are you going to agree or not?”

“Are you agreeing or not?”

In the abandoned district, the sounds of his angry howls and punches echoed.

The last ray of sunlight disappeared as night fell. Song Chulang looked at the man lying in the soil and dust with exhaustion. His eyes were red and he felt a deep sense of despair. After that, he turned and got into his off-road car without saying a word.

Song Chuyi lay on the ground for a while. He felt as though every inch of his muscles and joints were aching.

The phone dropped by his side rang.

He looked at the name on the screen with much effort and picked up the call.

“Chuchu, are you coming back to eat? Auntie Zhang’s already prepared all the dishes,” Changqing’s grumbling came from the phone.

“I’m not coming back to eat.” He cleared his throat and endured the pain in his jaw as he said, “I had a last-minute business trip out of town for two days and I won’t be back to sleep for the time being.”

“Huh, what? So sudden?” Changqing’s voice went higher and she was dissatisfied. “You want me to take care of your stinking dog again?”

“He lowered his tone and said, “You’re my wife. If you don’t look after him, who will?”

“… Forget it. Who told me to be so unlucky?” A slight sense of happiness came through with Changqing’s delicate snort as though a refreshing breeze came by, making one’s heart slowly become gentle and at peace.

“Mm, I still have something to do here, so I’ll call you again later.” After Song Chuyi hung up, he called Li Shaobin. “Come over to pick me up…”

Li Shaobin came in a flash and when he saw his state, he was shocked. “Old Song, who beat you up into this state? Are you still that cool, aloof and handsome Old Song in my heart?”

He clicked his tongue as he looked Song Chuyi up and down. His white shirt and pants were covered in a thick layer of dust from the construction grounds. Even his dark hair turned grey. There were even blood stains on his shirt, neck and face. His forehead was also bruised. With this deathly look, he still had to lean on the car door with a pretentious face of worry.

“My brother…” He lightly spat out two words from his throat.

“F*ck, is Song Chulang mad?” Li Shaobin stared with his eyes wide open. “Aren’t you two very close?”

Song Chuyi glanced at him. “Song Yunyang is back.”

Li Shaobin was stupefied and said, “F*ck, I knew this had something to do with her.”

Song Chuyi was silent for a while and said, “I can’t go back looking like this. I’ll stay at your place for the time being and I’ll have to take two days’ leave from the hospital.”

“That’s true. Otherwise, Yan Changqing, that coward, would definitely get a fright seeing you in this state.” Li Shaobin nodded. “Right, Yunyang is back, so what’s going to happen to Changqing?”

“What do you mean? She’s still my wife,” Song Chuyi said lightly.

“That’s good.” Li Shaobin heaved a sigh of relief.

Song Chuyi looked at him with a strange and prudent gaze. “If I didn’t remember incorrectly, you didn’t seem to like her previously.”

“Really?” Li Shaobin chuckled. “Actually, I find her quite interesting now. Say, if the two of you get a divorce, how sorry would she be? It’s easier to see her happy and cheerful every day.”