Two-Faced Husband, Have Some Decency!

”Mom, I’ve already gotten the project for Qilin’s hotel, haven’t I? Once it’s done, and I’m paid, I can even buy a car, so why can’t I afford to pay for the taxi? Keep it. It’s late, it’s cold out there, and it’s a pain to wait for public transport. And also, didn’t I give you some living expenses? Don’t just think about saving them. Enjoy a little when it’s appropriate.” Song Yu stuffed the money stubbornly into Yu Qianying’s hands.

”It’s not easy for you to earn money. I thought about saving up some for your dowry.” Yu Qianying was muttering under her breath, but Song Yu heard everything clearly.

Yu Qianying saved half of the monthly living expenses that Song Yu gave.

”Alright, our child insists on it, so we might as well keep it and take a taxi back home.” Song Donglin helped Yu Qianying keep the cash so Song Yu would feel at ease.

Song Yu, however, was not at ease. She decided to send them off herself by calling a taxi for them. It was only when she saw them get in the car and leave that she finally felt at ease.

She wrapped her overcoat tightly because the wind made her feel cold. She then took out her phone and walked back home while calling Qi Chengzhi.

The phone rang a few times but was cut off.

He had declined her call before when his temper was flaring. She surmised that his temper was probably acting up again.

Song Yu persevered and decided to send him a short text. ”Have you eaten?”

She thought about how he went home alone. The original plan was to cook dinner for him since everything they bought was food that he liked.

By then, however, she had finished her meal, but she did not know if he had a proper dinner.

Song Yu stared at the phone as she went up to the building. If he did not reply to her messages, did she have to go all the way to find him?

As soon as she opened the door, a call came. She looked at her phone: it was none other than the man who had been ignoring her calls and messages.

Song Yu had just picked the call up, and before she could say anything, she heard his sarcastic voice. ”Are you coming to cook for me if I haven’t eaten?”

His mature voice did a better job at sarcasm than most other people.

Qi Chengzhi’s words stirred Song Yu’s emotions and caused a sudden impetuousness to surge forth from her heart.

Before she could think clearly, she took her bag, went into the kitchen, and placed all the vegetables into the bag.

Yu Qianying did not touch whatever food that Song Yu and Qi Chengzhi bought earlier.

She wore her shoes while asking him, ”Are you home?”

After a while, an unwilling ’Mm’ resounded from her phone.

”Got it.” Song Yu went out and said, ”We’ll talk soon,” and promptly hung up.

By the time she calmed herself down, she was already seated inside a taxi. It was too late for her to regret her actions.

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Aunt Yang was cleaning the dining room with a rag. While she cleaned, she glanced surreptitiously at Qi Chengzhi eating some dumplings. He took one with his chopsticks and frowned, stuffing them unwillingly into his mouth even though he did not particularly like them.

She had no idea what had happened because at first, he said he would not come home for dinner. In the end, however, he came home by himself with a sullen look on his face. He did not eat anything and even stopped her from making something for him. All he did was take the dumplings out of the fridge and cook them. He clearly did not like to eat them, but he still insisted on chomping down on them.

The doorbell rang and Aunt Yang went to get the door. From the dining hall, Qi Chengzhi heard Aunt Yang’s shocked voice coming from the porch, ”Miss Song!”

Qi Chengzhi immediately froze. He threw his chopsticks and stood up. His movements were quite exaggerated, and he nearly toppled the chair over. An ear-piercing screech was produced when the chair’s legs rubbed abruptly against the floor.

He supported himself on the chair and tidied up his appearance. Just before he went out, he stopped and turned back into the kitchen. Taking a knife from the rack, he proceeded to look at his reflection and amend his expression into one that was serious and solemn. Then, he placed the knife back down and walked out with his hands placed inside his pant pockets.

When he reached the living room, Song Yu had already entered the house from the front porch. She had bags of various sizes with her. Qi Chengzhi glanced at them and saw that they were the food which both of them bought together earlier.