So You’re Such A Doctor Song Chapter 127 - Song Chuchu Wouldn’t Possibly Be Jealous Of A Woman

Chapter 127: Song Chuchu Wouldn’t Possibly Be Jealous Of A Woman

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Changqing sighed. “Didn’t the entertainment news say that Chi Yining was caught having supper with Yu Kai privately two days ago? The reporters might’ve wanted to ask about their scandal.”
“Psh, what do you mean privately? Yu Kai was eating supper outside and Chi Yining went over to look for him on her own. I suspect she got someone to make up this scandal with Yu Kai.” Wen Tong was full of complaints.
Changqing was also in a bad mood because of what Wen Tong said.
That night back at Ruan Yang’s apartment, she couldn’t help but scold Chi Yining once again.
“That’s enough. I’ve done things like this in the past too.” Ruan Yang raised her brows and changed the channel lazily.
“Really?” Changqing quickly made eyes at her nosily. “Could it have been Rong Jin? He’s a lump of extremely hot and tender meat.”
Ruan Yang made a “Psh” sound. “Do I still need to use Rong Jin to hype up a scandal? I look for someone who has a heavenly king status.”
Changqing suddenly knew who she was referring to. “Alright, enough said. Who doesn’t know that Heavenly King Li and you are the main CP [1. couple] in everyone’s eyes. However, Heavenly King Li isn’t someone who can be tied to anyone to hype up a scandal easily; you’re impressive.”
“So that’s why I’m so popular but you’re still nobody.” Ruan Yang stood up, laughing out loud. “Let’s go shopping. I haven’t shopped in a while. Tonight, I will take you around to rack up a CP scandal.”
Changqing was confused. “Who would I do it with? No way. If Song Chuchu found out about it, he would definitely scold me.”
“Look at how useless you are. You can’t do it with a man, but can’t you even do it with a woman?” Ruan Yang snorted and went upstairs to do her makeup.
Changqing realized what she meant and suddenly felt it was quite novel.
Besides, Song Chuchu wouldn’t possibly get jealous of a woman. Besides, he knew she was good friends with Ruan Yang.
Thinking about it this way, Changqing felt that Ruan Yang’s idea was quite good.
Both changed and went out shopping, hand in hand.
Changqing hadn’t gone shopping for a long time and bought set after set of new clothes.
When they walked past a lingerie and sleepwear shop, she pulled Ruan Yang’s hand with a red face.
Ruan Yang raised her brows and smiled ambiguously as she pushed her in. “Come, come, come, I’ll choose a few mesmerizing sets for you.”
After shopping, the two went for supper together.
After eating for a while, Changqing said, “Let’s get some takeaway and deliver it to Guan Ying later. She’s definitely bored sitting around at home the whole day.”
“Sure.” Ruan Yang instructed the boss to make a few other supper dishes and when she turned back, she saw Changqing scratching her face again. She frowned and said, “Stop scratching. Your face is breaking out already.”
“Really?” Changqing looked in the mirror anxiously and the areas where she scratched were a little red and were even breaking out with small pimples.
A public figure cared about her face the most. Her face fell.
“It’s alright—isn’t it just one?” Ruan Yang smiled and consoled her.
After supper, the pair brought the things over to Guan Ying’s place. Guan Ying’s current apartment was arranged by the company. It was a two-room flat in a small district with privacy.
Guan Ying’s bones were still in the recovery stage. Although she was discharged, she still couldn’t move around much. Luckily, Lu Ping’s health was much better and it was usually Lu Ping looking after her at home.
Seeing that Ruan Yang came over and it wasn’t just Changqing this time, Lu Ping was shocked. “You, you, you’re the… female lead in ‘Heavenly Sword’, Ruan Yang, right? Oh my god, I actually get to see you with my own eyes You’re so popular. Back in my hometown, from young children of a few years old to people like me, all of us know you.”
“Really?” Ruan Yang smiled like a flower. “Auntie, how are you? I’m Guan Ying’s university roommate.”
“Our Guan Ying is so capable; she even knows you.” Lu Ping let them in agitatedly.
Guan Ying was sitting on the couch and when she saw them, she smiled. “Ruan Yang, didn’t you go on vacation in the Maldives?”
“I came back this morning. Just went for supper with Changqing and brought some for you.” Ruan Yang took out the supper.
Guan Ying smiled. “Lately, I’ve only been drinking soup every day and the smell of supper is making me drool.”
“Have a little. It should be fine.” Changqing deshelled a prawn for her exceptionally eagerly.
“Changqing, how’s the shoot going?” Guan Ying seemed to be asking casually. “Are you getting along fine with Zhao Zhu?”
“Her acting isn’t the least bit good.” Changqing pressed her lips together. “Every time I have a scene with her, she only knows how to stare innocently with her big eyes and show a glum face. There’s no soul in her eyes. You have no idea how difficult it is for me.”
“I understand. It’s definitely very difficult to be in character with someone who doesn’t know how to act at all.” Guan Ying nodded. “However, she’s very good at dancing and has looks too. The company wanted to develop her as an idol and she’s quite highly regarded by the company now…”
Saying that, her eyes darkened. Changqing was afraid she would think too much and quickly consoled her. “Don’t worry, Director Su doesn’t like Zhao Zhu at all. He thinks her acting is terrible. Director Su kept saying ‘if only you didn’t get into an accident’ on the set and he even said if there was a chance, he would want to work with you again.”
“Really?” Guan Ying felt a bit comforted upon hearing that. “Right, you have to be careful with the production team. Chi Yining doesn’t like you and although He Yongsui appears to be quite nice, she still has opinions about you in her heart. Zhao Zhu might seem innocent on the surface but she’s actually quite ruthless. I heard she emerged as the winner from more than a hundred scouted Chinese and Korean talents in the company. Think about it—if she can defeat so many artistes, she definitely has some means.”
Changqing felt a little apprehensive upon hearing that. She was just a host and Zhao Zhu was an artiste. She was the female lead while she was just the second female lead. She shouldn’t block her path.
It was almost midnight when they left Guan Ying’s place.
At night, Changqing insisted on sleeping with Ruan Yang.
Ruan Yang appeared to despise her. “I really don’t want to sleep with you.”
“I know you’ve slept with a man before, so now you despise me.” Changqing snorted.
Ruan Yang rolled her eyes. “Every time I sleep with you, you treat me like a pillow, wrestling me around. To think Song Chuyi doesn’t despise you.”
“Am I like that?” Changqing took a deep breath in.
Ruan Yang chuckled.
In the end, Changqing still got her way and slept with her.
Before she slept, Changqing held her phone, playing and looking at it for quite a while. Ruan Yang said coldly, “Stop looking at it. Song Chuyi must be asleep.”
Thinking about how she didn’t receive a single phone call or text message from Song Chuchu the entire day, Changqing was in a bad mood. “I’m not waiting for his message. I’m reading the news.”
“I wonder who looked at their phone tens of times the entire night.” Ruan Yang dissed her.
Changqing ignored her.
The next day, Ruan Yang woke up first, mainly from Changqing’s legs which were pressed on her body horizontally.
Ruan Yang opened her eyes and turned around. When she saw Changqing, who was facing her, she suddenly got a shock and quickly shook her awake. “Wake up, wake up.”
“Mm… what’s up?” Changqing turned around and rubbed her eyes.
“Go take a look at your face—it’s full of pimples and it’s all red.” Ruan Yang’s brows were tightly knitted.
Changqing got such a fright that she didn’t feel sleepy anymore.
She clambered up and rushed to the bathroom. When she saw her face, she shrieked in fright.
This wasn’t like her face at all. Ruan Yang even made it sound better. Her face was entirely red and swollen. Forget that it was swollen, but her face had even broken out in patches of red acne.
She pinched herself hard.
She was in disbelief. Was this her?
Even when she was young she didn’t really have many pimples, not to mention so many of them.
“How… how did this happen?” She felt cold from anxiety. “How am I going to shoot my program and the drama like this?”
Ruan Yang walked over with a frown. “Did you eat something that causes an allergic reaction?”
“I’m basically not allergic to anything, you know this.” Changqing was about to cry. What kind of ill luck was this?
“Give your assistant a call. You won’t be able to go to the set and broadcasting station like this,” Ruan Yang said.
Wen Tong picked up the call and rushed over quickly.
When she saw Changqing’s face, her expression was worse than Changqing’s. “My ancestor, what did you do to your face?”
“I didn’t do anything. I just had supper with Ruan Yang yesterday but Ruan Yang is perfectly fine.” Changqing covered her face. “Now my face hurts when I talk.”
“It looks like you won’t be able to recover in anything less than 10 days to half a month.” Wen Tong was about to break down. It was difficult to take leave from the broadcasting station or the production team. “I was still quite happy in the morning, but when I switched on my phone, news of you and Ruan Yang shopping hit the headlines and tens of reporters called to ask me if you were a lesbian. I even wanted to hype this up but look at what a ghostly figure you’ve become.”
Changqing had a look of despair from the blow. “Maybe I’m fated to not be popular.”
Wen Tong couldn’t bear to deal her another blow. “Go to the hospital to find out what’s going on. You’d better contact Song Chuyi—the Song family has a part in investing in the hospital anyway.”
“No.” Changqing shuddered. “If Song Chuchu sees me like this, he definitely won’t want me anymore. Right now, I’m so swollen that I look like Pigsy [1. Pig character from Journey To The West].”
“You’ll have to treat it even if you look like Pigsy,” Wen Tong said in a huff. “We have to find out why you became like this. If Song Chuyi doesn’t want you after seeing you like this, there isn’t much point in wanting a man like him.”
“That’s right,” Ruan Yang concurred. “If you don’t tell him now, he’ll eventually find out about it. You won’t be able to recover in a day or two like this. Besides, if you were to go to other hospitals and if confidentiality wasn’t maintained properly, everyone would know about your face and some might even say you had a failed plastic surgery.”
“Where’s your phone? I’ll call Song Chuyi.” Wen Tong looked for Changqing’s phone straight away. When she dialled Song Chuyi’s number, he happened to be in the middle of a call.
In the hospital’s surgery changing room.
Song Chuchu just received a call from Li Shaobin and he said cheekily, “Old Song, I couldn’t tell that your wife is actually a lesbian.”
“What nonsense are you spouting?” Song Chuyi’s face was black.
“Today’s headlines. I knew you didn’t read it so I’m telling you,” Li Shaobin said, rejoicing in his misfortune. “Yesterday, someone took a photo of Yan Changqing and Ruan Yang being very intimate at the mall, holding hands and kissing each other’s cheeks. Aiyo, I got goosebumps when I saw it but the image is quite visually attractive.”
“Do you always look at this kind of rubbish every day, having nothing to do after you eat?” Song Chuyi hung up the phone straight away. Just when he was wondering whether he had time to search up this morning’s news, a missed call from Changqing came in.