Two-Faced Husband, Have Some Decency!

”Oh, so it’s convenient if you stay at Qi Chengzhi’s place?” Yu Qianying’s face turned sour, although she was not a close-minded person. When feelings between a young couple reach a certain point and they were more or less certain that they were each other’s life partner, living together before marriage was no big deal. If Song Yu were to reach that phase, Yu Qianying would not object.

However, Song Yu and Qi Chengzhi had not even been together long. The Qi family had yet to accept her and the marriage arrangements were not even discussed properly. It was nuts of her to stay with Qi Chengzhi so quickly!

If something happens in the future, Song Yu would be the one who would get the worst of it!

”You’ve known each other just recently, but you’re already staying with him. Aren’t you afraid that he wouldn’t appreciate you well enough because he thinks you’re too carefree?” Yu Qianying placed her chopsticks down and asked.

”I trust him.” Song Yu placed her chopsticks down too, before she continued calmly, ”If he really did think about that, then he’s no longer Qi Chengzhi, he’s no longer the man I love. He never treats me half-heartedly. Hiding the relationship was my choice. He always wanted to meet you, and to bring me to meet his family, but I’m the one who’s afraid that you can’t take it. I told him to keep everything a secret, as if our relationship was something shameful.”

”He’s a man full of pride. He kept everything secret because of me, but not once did he complain, because he respected my decision. He brought me home to visit the Qi family, and they objected of course. But at least his attitude remained the same. Otherwise, why do you think the elder Qi lady would come here today? If this is what you call half-hearted, what is your definition of sincerity, then? In my opinion, he wouldn’t treat me any less seriously if we stayed together.”

’Slap!’

Yu Qianying hands slapped the chopsticks on the table and the resulting contact produced a crisp slapping sound, ”You can say whatever you like now that you’re older. It makes me look like I’m the one who’s in the wrong.”

”Mom, that’s not what I meant, I…”

”Do whatever you like! If you don’t like hearing my sincere advice, then forget about it.” Yu Qianying cut Song Yu off and did not allow her to finish her sentence. Without even bothering to continue eating, Yu Qianying stormed off into the room.

Song Yu lost her appetite after hearing the loud ’bang’ caused by slamming the door. She stared at the array of dishes on the table and felt a sourness rising in her throat.

Song Donglin sighed and patted Song Yu’s shoulder. ”About all this, you can’t expect her to accept it all at one go. The least you could do is tell her bit by bit so she can take things one by one. I’ll check on her.”

”I think…I’d better leave.” Song Yu stood up and felt unworthy of facing her parents, especially when Yu Qianying took the trouble to cook so many dishes.

Song Donglin nodded and headed for the room. Then he heard Song Yu call out, ”Dad. I’m sorry.”

Song Donglin chuckled. ”Silly child. You just need to know what you’re doing.”

Song Yu watched as Song Donglin entered the room and closed the door behind him. Once again, her parents’ voices could be heard from within: Song Donglin was advising and explaining, while Yu Qianying was grieving.

A sour taste manifested in Song Yu’s throat and her eyes felt sore too. She grabbed her bag and left silently.

She took her phone out and thought about calling Qi Chengzhi, but after thinking about it for a moment, she decided not to.

As she neared the entrance to the building, she stopped and rubbed her eyes, which had teared up unknowingly. She looked up and tried stopping the tears from coming out, though she did sniffle a few times before taking a few deep breaths. Finally, she took as deep a breath as she possibly could and walked out of the building entrance.

A few more steps later, she found herself glued to the spot as she laid her eyes on a Range Rover, parked not too far away. The vehicle body, as well as the window tint, was completely black. Its car plate number was blue, and she could not possibly mistake it for another car.

’Didn’t he go back? Why is his car here?’

She walked a couple of steps forward and saw the car door swinging open. Every single movement seemed to slow down considerably, and she spotted those slender and fair-skinned fingers popping out from the door, as well as a pair of long legs extending out from the car.