Two-Faced Husband, Have Some Decency!

Chapter 75: ’The Qi Family’s Xiao Yu’ and ’My Boss’

Song Yu just felt confused because she did not know what was it that came over him. His feelings were just like a thunderstorm, coming in bursts and bursts.

Yan Beicheng insisted on watching the five of them leaving, just in case something happened.

The others began walking; they followed behind Qi Chengzhi and went into the room.

Li Qianyi’s clique did not notice Gao Jingqiu1’s incongruous behavior, but Qi Chenglin and the group sure did.

It was especially so when Qi Chengzhi kissed Song Yu; Gao Jingqiu’s [1] face tensed up in bitter agony.

Qi Chengzhi slew his rival in love with almost no effort.

Of course, the facial expressions on Li Qianyi and her other friends were no better than Li Zhouan’s and it made for a splendid sight.

After Yan Beicheng came back to the room, everyone’s mood seemed unaffected by everything that happened just moments ago outside. After all, they would scarcely have taken the matter to heart if those small fry were regarded as insignificant people.

No one suggested to continue having fun at some other place after dinner. The addition of Song Yu felt like any other day to them. They were not the kind of people who would go to nightclubs just to find women to frolic around with, since each of them were boastful and proud people.

Previously, when Yan Beicheng just came back to the country, a bunch of rich entrepreneurs’ kids2hosted a welcoming reception for him in a bar. In the private room of that bar, all of them immediately engaged in an orgy. Yan Beicheng was disgusted. Even though he did not leave, he sat by himself at a corner and was bored to death. One of the women tried hitting him up but she was asked to leave him alone.

Qi Chengzhi remembered that Song Yu had work tomorrow and should not be going to bed too late, so he called Chang Lai to bring the car over.

The others, after having some drinks themselves, called their own drivers as well.

Before going up the car, Qi Chenglin and Wei Zilin shouted, ”Bye, sis-in-law!”, causing Song Yu to feel embarrassed.

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On the car, Song Yu felt bored, so she took out her phone and logged into her WeChat to see if there were any messages for her.

To her surprise, Ruan Danchen’s message was the first thing she saw after logging in.

[Song Yu! I saw you getting on a Range Rover! It’s Qi Chengzhi’s isn’t it? Come on little girl, you think no one would see you if you left the office late? I knew there was something going on when you were trying to drag your time in the office!]3

Song Yu heart thumped madly, and she had something of a guilty conscience. The feeling was not unlike that of getting caught in an affair.

The way Qi Chengzhi kissed her after she went up the car made her feel especially guilty, despite the fact that the car windows’ tint being thick enough that Ruan Danchen could not have possibly have seen it.

She snuck a peek at Qi Chengzhi and saw him sitting primly. He looked especially sanctimonious then, perhaps because his driver, Chang Lai, was in the car.

Looking at the side profile of his face in the duskiness of the car, he seemed sterner and graver, like a carving from one of the great masters.

Song Yu’s face reddened as she withdrew her gaze. Before she could think clearly, her brain typed feverishly and she sent a simple [Mm…].

Ruan Danchen seemed to have her WeChat open constantly, for she replied with loads of exclamation marks barely moments after Song Yu’s message was sent.

[ ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ]

[You’re really getting close with him???!!!]

Before Song Yu could even reply, Qi Chengzhi was already looking in her direction. He asked in a deep tone, ”Why is your face red?”

”Nothing, maybe the car’s air-condition is a bit warm,” Song Yu mumbled as she beat around the bush.

Her expression, though, was nothing short of guilty, so Qi Chengzhi squinted his eyes and looked unemotively at her.

His look only served to make her even more sheepish. She hid her gaze and dared not look at him.

”Who are you texting with?” Qi Chengzhi asked. His expression seemed displeased.

’Her face became red just from texting, is she texting with a man?’

”A colleague.” Afraid that he might misunderstand, Song Yu added, ”Ruan Danchen, actually.”

Qi Chengzhi raised an eyebrow. ’Why the hell would her face be so red if she was talking with a woman?’

”What are you talking about?” He leaned closer to try and peek at it.

Noticing his presence inching ever closer, Song Yu covered the screen hurriedly and kept her phone.