Chapter 197: Is It Really Okay?

“Alright, we’ll chat again when we have the chance.” Zhan Mingwei nodded gently.

Xin Ziao turned to walk away with an indifferent face.

Ruan Yang dug her spoon into the ice cream bread and put it into her mouth, saying to Changqing with a smile, “This ice cream isn’t bad.”

“Yeah.” Changqing was worried. She didn’t think that Ruan Yang wasn’t upset. However, in front of so many people, she could only force out a smile.

“When did you come? Why didn’t you tell me?” Song Chuyi suddenly held on to her left hand. He hadn’t held her hands for several days. Her hand was soft and smooth, and he couldn’t help but touch it for a while more.

“… I’ve been here for quite a while.” Changqing felt her hair standing up from his touch. He was plainly fuming with anger as though he wanted to murder someone when he left in the morning. Now, he was smiling broadly. How creepy.

“I’ll get knives and forks for everyone.” She quickly stood up and took the chance to pull her hand out, passing cutlery to everyone.

Song Chuyi was a little unhappy. He hadn’t touched her enough.

“Aiyo, I was away for just a while, but now there are so many people sitting here suddenly.” CEO Cai, who disappeared for almost half an hour, came back suddenly. The service staff behind him had two bouquets of flowers in his hands. One was a bouquet of tulips while the other was a bouquet of champagne-colored roses wrapped in the shape of a heart.

“Yo, Old Cai, this is…” Li Shaobin stroked his chin as he ruminated.

“A little thought from me.” CEO Cai personally offered Ruan Yang the tulips while he gave the other heart-shaped bouquet of champagne-colored roses to Changqing with a grin. “I’m exceptionally happy to have met Miss Yan today. Really, I welcome Miss Yan to come over frequently in the future.”

Chuyi was nervous and didn’t know whether to accept it or not. She glanced at Song Chuyi secretly from the corner of her eyes.

The depths of Song Chuyi’s eyes were cold as he laughed. “CEO Cai, is it really okay for you to give my wife roses in front of me?”

CEO Cai was stunned.

“Your wife?” CEO Cai repeated with uncertainty. He then realized Ruan Yang was sitting with Changqing earlier and their seats seemed to have shifted.

When he thought about that, his hand holding the fresh flowers froze as he forced out a laugh. “Young Master Song, stop joking. When did you get married?”

“Just a few months ago. We’ll be holding our wedding banquet at the end of the year. When the time comes, CEO Cai must remember to attend.” Song Chuyi picked up Changqing’s hand once again. He hadn’t touched her enough just now. Now, he placed her hand in his palm and continued caressing it.

However, he was angry inside. He really wanted to pinch this hand ruthlessly.

This woman didn’t know her place. How long was he not around? She actually made CEO Cai develop other thoughts for her behind his back.

“Of course, of course.” CEO Cai didn’t feel too good. Luckily, he reacted fast and regained his natural state, saying with a smile, “Young Master Song, please don’t misunderstand. I got my workers to order the flowers, and they were the ones who chose the varieties. Perhaps they thought these looked good. There was no other intention behind these; I mainly just wanted to thank Miss Ruan and Miss Yan for attending this tasting event at our restaurant. However, I didn’t think Miss Yan was actually your wife. Then I’ll have to congratulate you first. You have to invite me to your wedding. Even if you don’t, I’ll come on my own.”

“That won’t be a problem; just come prepared with a red pocket.” Song Chuyi shook hands with CEO Cai while smiling.

CEO Cai felt increasingly awkward staying there and quickly found an excuse to leave.

That heart-shaped bouquet ended up in Song Chuyi’s hands. He took a close and careful look at it before looking at Changqing. “It seems like your relationship with CEO Cai isn’t bad.”

Changqing pretended to be very calm and continued to scoop up the ice cream bread, saying in a muffled tone while eating, “No, he already said the flowers were just to thank us.”

Ruan Yang also smiled and said, “Yeah, when we take part in events on the outside, the person in-charge always sends us a bouquet of flowers. It’s normal.”

Normal my foot. Ruan Yang got tulips and she got heart-shaped roses. Wasn’t his motive clear enough?

Song Chuyi’s face was cold as he looked at the full lips that were constantly stuffed with ice cream. Her lips were stained with ice cream and lipstick.

He reached out to take a serviette and he suddenly turned her face over to wipe her lipstick and ice cream off her mouth forcefully.

“What are you doing?” Changqing’s face blushed. Was there a need for him to do this in front of so many people? How embarrassing.

“Aiyoyo, even wiping her mouth. How envious,” Li Shaobin said in a strange tone.

Song Chuyi ignored him, only saying coldly, “No matter how good the lipstick is, there are minerals in it. You have to wipe it off before you eat. Otherwise, you’ll contract cancer easily. Do you understand?”

“… in that case… thanks.” The corners of Changqing’s mouth twitched. “But there will be people from magazines and broadcasting stations coming over to take photos later, and you made me look like this…”

She pointed at her lips and wanted to cry.

Women’s complexions looked bad without lipstick.

“What’s wrong with this? You look quite good,” Song Chuyi said without changing his expression.

A sense of annoyance flashed past Changqing’s eyes.

This man was really ignorant about a woman’s vanity.

Could she change husbands? She wanted to swap him out. With shipping included.

Ruan Yang’s lips curled into a smile. “Mr. Song is indeed meticulous. As expected from a doctor.”

“Doctors would, of course, put health first.” Song Chuyi then moved away the ice cream bread in front of Changqing. “You’ve eaten enough. Your stomach isn’t very strong to begin with. Have something warm—try these barbequed ribs. Don’t you love meat the most?”

“Aiyo, Old Song is so loving.” At the side, Li Shaobin held his face in his hands, looking all soft.

Song Chuyi curled his lips.

Changqing was vexed. Although she liked ribs, she was taking part in an activity on the outside. There were so many cameras around. If she was accidentally caught with her mouth oily from eating ribs, it would tarnish her image.

Ruan Yang could sense her struggle and laughed lightly. “If Mr. Song is loving enough, I would suggest Mr. Song cut out the rib meat with a knife. Otherwise, biting into ribs like this in public would look very bad.”

Song Chuyi was stunned. He saw the meaningful look in Ruan Yang’s eyes and quickly understood.

In his heart, he thought that women were too pretentious, but he still acted accordingly, using a knife.

There was nothing to be said about his cutting skills. He sliced the few pieces of fragrant ribs into pieces in no time.

Only then did Changqing pick up her chopsticks to taste the meat.

Who knew how the chef cooked it? The ribs were really fragrant.

Song Chuyi watched her eating the food he sliced and his thin lips curled up once again. He moved in and asked, “Aren’t you going to feed me?”

Changqing’s face blushed and she froze suddenly.

Is Song Chuchu mad?

He was the one ignoring me these past two days; why’s he suddenly moving over?

Li Shaobin couldn’t help but pretend to vomit.

Song Chuyi swept him a cold glance.

Li Shaobin quickly lowered his head and gnawed on the ribs obediently.

At the side, Ruan Yang saw that and couldn’t help but blink. Was this person born in the year of the dog? Biting the ribs clean in no time and he even had sesame on his mouth.

He was just like a certain animal.

On the other side, Song Chuyi was also looking at her like a certain animal.

Changqing couldn’t help but mumble softly, “You have hands and legs. Why do you need me to feed you?”

Song Chuyi’s handsome face sank in a moment and he sat back straight, cutting his steak expressionlessly.

Suddenly, the atmosphere at the table became tense. Zhan Mingwei shot Li Shaobin a glance. He coughed sightly and said, “Shall we continue to play cards?”

“Alright, alright.” Changqing had a good hand just now, so she was interested.

“But we have five people…” Li Shaobin hesitated as he looked towards Song Chuyi again.

“I’ll play with her,” Song Chuyi said as he shifted his chair closer to Changqing once again. Her familiar body smell wafted over. He took two breaths and lowered his head slightly. His face and hers were only a fist away.

Changqing moved towards the side and he shifted over again, even putting one arm on her shoulder.

Zhan Mingwei and Li Shaobin exchanged glances, dissing in their hearts: Old Song is such a lecher.

Zhan Mingwei coughed slightly and asked Ruan Yang, “Miss Ruan, do you play often?”

“Not really.”

“Chuyi plays rather well. In case you’re at a disadvantage, you can team up with Shaobin while I play alone.” Zhan Mingwei reached over and took the cards in Li Shaobin’s hands. “In case you play dirty, I’ll shuffle.”

Ruan Yang and Changqing were slightly stunned. “Chief Zhan, Young Master Li plays dirty?”

“Hehe, this brat opened a casino last year for fun and he learned all the tricks there.” After Zhan Mingwei finished saying that, he suddenly saw Li Shaobin looking awkward. Hence, he laughed softly, “Why, Shaobin, did you do something while you were playing cards with these two women?”

“It’s beneath me to…” Li Shaobin hadn’t even finished when he received a glare from Ruan Yang. She had a mocking “sure enough” message hidden in her eyes.

His face blushed slightly and said confidently, “I could make them lose their underwear even without doing anything.”

“I’ll wait and see.” Song Chuyi’s gaze glimmered.

Zhan Mingwei finished shuffling the cards and the three began to draw their cards.

Song Chuyi took a look and his brows were tightly knitted together. “The cards you drew are too messy.”

“None of your business.” Changqing pouted.

Song Chuyi couldn’t bear to see it any longer and helped her rearrange her messy hand once again forcefully, making it neat.

Li Shaobin grinned as he comforted her: “You have to get used to it. Old Song has very severe OCD: not a single card can be out of place. Everything must be in order.” After he finished saying that, he looked at the cards in Ruan Yang’s hands. They were also arranged in order neatly.

He was stunned and touched his nose. “So you’re just like Old Song.”

“I can tell that you’re just like Changqing.” Ruan Yang shot him a glance.

Changqing suddenly found someone who could relate to her and quickly said, “I think things like arranging cards isn’t important. What’s important is winning.”

“Yes, yes. I think so too,” Li Shaobin agreed very seriously as though he had met his soulmate.

Song Chuyi frowned slightly. Just then, Zhan Mingwei discarded a card. Changqing just drew a card and was about to discard it when he stopped her. “How can you discard this? You should discard this.”

Changqing didn’t make a sound.

One could say that she was just in charge of drawing cards rather than playing cards. After she drew the card, she was still despised by him for not knowing how to draw cards. Towards the end, she was basically only in charge of holding the cards while Song Chuyi was in charge of discarding the cards. Sometimes, she wanted to discard a card by herself and he would complain that she didn’t know how to play.