So You’re Such A Doctor Song Chapter 155 - Chuchu, I Was So Scared Just Now

Chapter 155: Chuchu, I Was So Scared Just Now

Song Chuyi’s brows were tightly knitted.
Just then, the sound of the police car arriving came from outside.
“Stay in the car; don’t go out.” Song Chuyi let go of her and went out.
Changqing sat in the car and watched as he shook hands with the leading policeman. After speaking for a while, the policemen took the unconscious man into the police car. When they left, the police didn’t even look for her to make a statement.
When Song Chuyi got back into the car, Changqing asked hurriedly, “Did you know that policeman?”
“I don’t. However, I know their division head.” Song Chuyi said in a low tone, “Those two just now seemed to be relocated inhabitants living in this area. There have been a few rape cases these past few months and the culprits weren’t caught. Don’t know if they have anything to do with it.”
Changqing shuddered. “That’s too scary. Luckily, you came in time.”
“Let’s go back home first.” Song Chuyi started the engine.
On the way, Changqing still looked panic-stricken. It was the first time she had endured such an incident and she was currently in a state of frenzy. It was best if a woman didn’t go out alone at night. However, the scariest person was still Song Chulang.
When they arrived home, Changqing held onto Song Chuyi’s arm and refused to let go.
She was really frightened and she was also partly acting this way because she wanted to act coquettishly.
“Then… let’s shower together?” Song Chuyi lowered his gaze and watched her face that was so moist it looked as though water could be squeezed out from it.
“… No.” Changqing pushed him away quickly.
Now, it was Song Chuyi’s turn to not let go. There were some things that would be alright if you didn’t think about it, but once you started thinking about it, you would lose control.
“Shower together.” Song Chuyi released her long, thick burgundy hair. The ends of her hair curled up sexily and she looked extremely beautiful with her hair looking a little messy and languid.
He carried Changqing, who was squirming around forcefully, to the bathroom. The two didn’t bring any change of clothes and after their clothes were off, Changqing’s face was flushed red. They didn’t do anything, yet the colors of spring seemed to be spreading in the bathroom.
Song Chuyi turned the showerhead on and lathered soap on her until she was covered in bubbles. Afterwards, he washed her clean and carried her, putting her down on the sink counter.
Changqing covered her little body shyly and moaned softly and delicately. “Don’t…”
It was better when she didn’t say anything. Once she said it, it sounded as though she didn’t mean what she said.
Song Chuyi slowly tightened his embrace as he watched her deeply, warm and refreshing breaths landing on her face.
She shied away with her face all red. “Haven’t your lips not recovered yet?”
“It doesn’t matter…” Song Chuyi hugged her tightly. The unending warmth from his body steamed her like a little shrimp that was freshly cooked, suffused with layers of pink.
“Changqing, don’t…” Song Chuyi said hoarsely.
Finally, it finished. Changqing’s hair was wet with water.
Song Chuyi sat on the bedside as he hugged her and helped her dry her hair.
She lay on his chest, sleeping peacefully. Even the humming of the hairdryer didn’t seem to make her move her eyes.
After her hair was dried, Song Chuyi put the hairdryer down and unplugged it before placing Changqing back onto the bed gently.
He changed and drove away from the Yan’s.
At midnight, the car entered the Song’s.
The Songs were all asleep. Song Chuyi went straight upstairs, knocking the door to Song Chulang’s room.
“What’s the matter this late at night?” Song Chulang was wearing a summer sleeping robe as he opened his room door languidly.
“What do you think?” Song Chuyi walked in, closed the door behind him and locked it.
Song Chulang watched him without moving with his arms crossed in front of his chest.
Song Chuyi turned around and said with a deep gaze, “Bro, you were too much. That wasn’t the road back to the Yan’s at all. You simply threw her there on purpose, right?”
“So what if I did?” Song Chulang’s lips curled up coldly.
“Do you know what place that is?” Song Chuyi was furious. “She ran into hooligans there. If I was any later, you could imagine what could’ve happened. There are often incidents of rape in that area at night.”
“I believe she wouldn’t be that stupid. Besides, didn’t she have her phone with her?” Song Chulang said expressionlessly.
“Enough.” Song Chuyi frowned. “I’m warning you—if you dare to act like this again, I won’t go easy on you even though we’re brothers.”
“This isn’t your first time talking to me like this.” Song Chulang disregarded his gaze and walked to the French windows. He pulled open the curtains and his handsome face basked in the faint moonlight from outside. “Ten years ago, you said that to me too.”
Song Chuyi retracted his gaze complicatedly. “I was young and ignorant then. Won’t that do? I’m very satisfied with my current life.”
“Satisfied?” Song Chulang scoffed. “Don’t tell me you’re really smitten by her, going to Yangzhou with her, and even going to the broadcasting station to give Boss Feng a warning. When did you become so childish?”
Song Chuyi slowly became silent.
He couldn’t tell if he was smitten or not.
He just couldn’t hold back when faced with a woman like that.
Just a while ago, the two were intertwined in the bathroom.
He still remembered the moment where he felt his scalp becoming numb and his mind going blank.
He felt as though he was a plane in the sky that suddenly left its route and was flying uncontrollably.
His heart became completely soft especially when Changqing hugged him and asked for a kiss.
Perhaps he was really childish.
He took a deep breath and said, “We shouldn’t act without limits. She’s my wife, after all. If something untoward happened, I would be responsible for her my whole life. Don’t act like this anymore in the future. After all, I don’t want there to be a rift between us brothers. This family is no longer what it used to be; the role of the female owner has changed. Dai Ai is currently pregnant with a boy, and Dad’s body is still in good condition. The future is unpredictable.”
“The baby in Dai Ai’s womb is a male?” Under the light, Song Chulang’s brows knitted together dangerously. “Why didn’t you tell me that before? Was it discovered from the previous hospital check-up? Do they know about it?”
“What are you thinking of doing?” Song Chuyi was unhappy hearing it.
Song Chulang didn’t say a word, only lighting a cigarette silently on his own. After a while, he took a few puffs without saying anything.
“We know Dai Ai’s ambitions. However, she’s a woman after all. With us around, she isn’t capable of anything. The child is innocent,” Song Chuyi said.
“Chuyi, you’re too kind and soft-hearted.” Song Chulang glanced at him and said lightly, “If I was a little more ruthless back then, Dai Ai wouldn’t have been able to even enter this household.”
“I’m a doctor.” Song Chuyi said solemnly, “There are some things I cannot bring myself to do. In any case, this was mainly because Dad’s heart is no longer in this marriage. Even without Dai Ai, there would be a second Dai Ai. Dad is getting old. Many lives begin and end at the hospital every day, whether it’s from accidents or illness. I don’t have the mood to fuss over things in the past. Perhaps there would only be ten or twenty years left together if you continue fussing over it. Ten or twenty years would pass by in a blink of an eye.”
Song Chulang stared at his eyes for a long time. The ashes from the cigarette in his hand fell onto the floor before he said, “Are you sleeping here or are you going back to the Yan’s today?”
“I’m going back to the Yan’s.” Song Chuyi turned to walk towards the door. When his hand touched the doorknob, he paused and asked, “I heard that you went to eat supper with that Zhang Zixin tonight?”
“I also want to find myself a girlfriend. Is there a problem?” Song Chulang said lightly.
“Up to you.” Song Chuyi paused for a few seconds before slamming the door behind him.
Song Chuchu walked to the window once again and watched the car make a turn in the courtyard, driving away from the Song household.
At the Yan’s, when Song Chuyi pushed open the door and entered silently, Changqing rubbed her eyes on the huge bed and sat up. “Where did you go this late at night?”
“You’re awake?” Song Chuyi was shocked.
“I woke up thirsty and realized you weren’t around.” Changqing watched him with her large, hazy eyes. “Don’t tell me you went to look for your brother?”
Song Chuyi didn’t speak, only taking his pants off while sitting at the edge of the bed.
Changqing crawled up and lay on his back from behind, her hands clung around his neck languidly. “Silence means an affirmation.”
Song Chuyi remained silent.
Changqing laughed delicately. “Are you unwilling to see me lose out and went to tell your brother off?”
Song Chuyi pulled her from behind to make her sit on his thigh and said in a low tone, “Stay far away from my brother in the future. Don’t leave yourself alone with him.”
Changqing blinked. “Song Chuchu, why does your brother not like me? Am I so detestable?”
Song Chuyi looked at her seriously for a while before suddenly pinching her face. “You aren’t at all detestable. He just doesn’t know you.”
“I know, I know,” Changqing said. “He must be mistaken about us women in the entertainment industry because of Guan Ying. One day, he’ll come to know that I’m a proper and good woman.”
“Shameless. Go to sleep soon.” Song Chuyi slapped her butt and hugged her as he lay in bed.
Changqing lay on him like a tortoise.
Song Chuyi couldn’t really sleep well with her on top like that.
The next morning, when he woke up, he felt as though he had several messy dreams.
Changqing, on the contrary, was in high spirits and even wanted to latch onto him for a free ride to the broadcasting station early in the morning.
She left her car at the broadcasting station last night and it was indeed rather inconvenient to head over. Song Chuyi also had no choice even though their workplaces were in opposite directions.
In the car, Changqing scrolled through her phone for the news while having breakfast. When she took a look, she jumped. “Wow.”
Never would she have thought that last night, Zuo Qian and Zhang Zixin wouldn’t get caught at the restaurant. However, in the end, they were caught making out by paparazzi laying undercover in the carpark at Zhang Zixin’s house.
She clicked on the video and Mister Gossip was narrating with a tone full of emotion: Last night, yours truly was hiding under Zhang Zixin’s house for a good half month without any gains and just when we were discussing whether we should retreat, Zhang Zixin’s white Lamborghini suddenly drove in. This time, Zhang Zixin wasn’t alone and the person beside her wasn’t her assistant either. It was a man. The reporter took a look and the man Zhang Zixin helped out was actually Zuo Qian, whom she had broken up with several years ago. Zuo Qian seemed drunk and Zhang Zixin was helping him.
The two seemed very likely to have reconciled. While waiting in the elevator lobby, Zuo Qian couldn’t contain himself as he hugged Zhang Zixin and they entered the elevator together. Afterwards, yours truly waited downstairs painstakingly until seven in the morning when Zuo Qian was finally seen coming out from the elevator. Zuo Qian was at Zhang Zixin’s house for the entire night. What happened is simply imaginable…
The volume of the video was very loud. Even Song Chuyi, who was driving, could hear it clearly. He glanced at Changqing, who was watching the news, as her face glowed with excitement. “Oh my god, Teacher Zuo is too low-profile normally. I really couldn’t tell he had such a bold side to him.”