So You’re Such A Doctor Song Chapter 290 - Unlike Me, I Don't Have Any Dreams 2

Chapter 290: Unlike Me, I Don’t Have Any Dreams 2

Changqing looked carefully and saw that most of the comments were scolding Zhao Zhu, asking why the entertainment industry hadn’t blocked her out yet, but as for Zhang Zixin, there were still many people who said that it might’ve been a misunderstanding as she didn’t look like that type of person.
Changqing scrolled through the gossip excitedly until the sound of knocking on the door- came from outside again.
She thought it was Song Chuyi and walked carefully to the door to take a look, only to find out that it was Zuo Qian.
She quickly opened the door. “Teacher Zuo, is anything the matter?”
“I wanted to have a chat with you,” Zuo Qian started bitterly. His refined face didn’t look very well.
Changqing felt a surge of sympathy. Zuo Qian must’ve been in a difficult position, being stuck in the middle yesterday. Besides, judging from Zhang Zixin’s character, they must’ve quarreled last night.
She quickly let him in and made him some tea.
Zuo Qian accepted the cup of tea and swirled it in his hands, saying softly, “I’m very sorry about last night’s incident…”
“It had nothing to do with you.” Changqing waved her hands quickly and lowered her head, hesitating to speak. “Only… I’m not sure why Sister Zixin hates me so much. I don’t remember having any conflicts in the past; I don’t know how I offended her.”
Zuo Qian’s refined face was cast with a sudden awkwardness.
Changqing suddenly recalled the news where everyone was speculating that Zhang Zixin was jealous that she shared the stage with him, and all of a sudden, she felt awkward. “Actually, you should tell Sister Zixin that I’m already married and there’s no need for her to be like this.”
“I’ve already broken up with her,” Zuo Qian suddenly said.
Changqing was stunned. She felt very apologetic. Zuo Qian was single for so many years then he finally got back with Zhang Zixin, so their feelings for each other must’ve been deep. Although she disliked Zhang Zixin, she didn’t want the two of them to break up. “Teacher Zuo, I don’t know about anything that’s happened between the two of you, but I hope I’m not the person who changed the relationship between the two of you. It doesn’t matter how she treats me—as long she treats you well, that’s alright.”
“It was my decision after thinking about it for a long time,” Zuo Qian said with a bitter smile. “Some people just aren’t suited to be together. You, on the other hand, really gave me a shock. I didn’t think that Teacher Rong was actually your mother-in-law.”
“Neither did I.” Changqing touched the back of her head with bewilderment.
“It’s good. In the future… there shouldn’t be anyone in the industry who would dare to bully you again.” A hint of desolation flashed past the depths of Zuo Qian’s pupils faintly.
Perhaps her life working in the industry would be smooth-sailing even without his care anymore.
One day, he would become unneeded in her world.
“Let’s talk about that in the future then.” Changqing smiled at him. “But to me, the most important person in this industry is still you, Teacher Zuo. Without you, I wouldn’t have what I have today so I still need you to take care of me in the future.”
Zuo Qian was stunned. His gaze became gentle. “Sure.”
After Zuo Qian left, Changqing watched television programs for a while until it was past 11, when someone knocked on the door again.
This time, it was Song Chuyi.
Changqing leaned on the door and didn’t open it on purpose. After the knocking stopped, she called Wen Tong to get her to deliver some food up.
“Why don’t you just go down and eat?” Wen Tong sighed as she opened the takeaway box and said, “Aren’t you bored staying in your room?”
“Nope.” Changqing pressed her lips together. “I want to avoid accidentally running into Song Chuyi outside.”
Wen Tong rolled her eyes. “Unreasonable. I wonder who was the one who kept updating her Weibo just so that he could comment when he wasn’t around. Now that he’s back, you’re hiding here and there. You’re definitely going to cry again when he leaves.”
“Who’s going to cry?” Changqing blushed from being exposed. “I only updated my Weibo because I was bored, alright? What does that have to do with him?”
Wen Tong let out a laugh. “Sure. You used to update once every three days. After he left, you would update at least once every two days. Sometimes you would post every day. You can lie to others but definitely not me.”
“I’m not talking to you anymore.” Changqing turned around and ignored her.
After 4 pm, the makeup team came over, helping Changqing with her hair and makeup, mainly because tonight was the award ceremony.
Wen Tong had already received news previously that Changqing would win an award tonight, so there were also many sponsored gowns.
However, she swept a glance at all of them but didn’t find any of them as pretty as the one Rong Chang gave her last night.
However, since they accepted the sponsorship, she had to wear one.
There were people walking in and out of the room and the door kept opening and closing. Just as Changqing was playing with her phone, she suddenly heard Wen Tong’s voice coming from behind. “Dr. Song…”
She turned her head back suddenly and saw Song Chuyi standing quietly behind her. His face was exuding a quiet and noble radiance.
The stylist exclaimed, “Aiya, Changqing, I told you to not move. Look, your hair’s all loose. Are you bedazzled by the handsome guy?”
Changqing blushed and glared at the stylist. She snorted. “I’ve seen many of this kind. I’m already sick of it.”
“The ones you’ve seen are vases. They’re all empty inside,” Song Chuyi said in a lazy and hoarse voice by her neck as he bent down.
“You’re making it sound as though you’re not empty inside,” Changqing said in an indifferent tone as she raised her brows.
Song Chuyi smiled. He lifted the bag in his hand a little higher. “I got you guys dinner. Have some.”
He opened the boxes up and the dishes weren’t bad. They were all Changqing’s favorites.
Changqing happened to be a little hungry but she still pressed her lips together and said, “I’m already sick of all this food. You guys help me get ready first otherwise, we might not be able to make it in time. I’ll eat later.”
Seeing as she said that, the staff found it inappropriate to stop their work at hand.
Song Chuyi wasn’t angry either. He opened one of the boxes and picked up a piece of beef with a pair of chopsticks, putting it by Changqing’s mouth. “Let me feed you.”
Changqing was a little in disbelief at such a gentle Song Chuyi. However, she turned her face away resolutely. “Don’t disturb my work. I’m not a child anymore.”
Song Chuyi watched her for a while and closed the box up, putting it to the side.
Wen Tong felt anxious watching by the side. These two were just pretentious.
After the stylist was done with Changqing’s hair, Changqing still had to try on her gowns. Song Chuchu sat by the side and watched. She had fair skin and a very good figure. Every piece looked good on her.
When Changqing came out in a red gown that revealed most of her back and her cleavage, his handsome face sank. “This doesn’t look good.”
“This one will do,” Changqing said to the stylist as she raised her chin.
Song Chuyi stood up with a frown and repeated: “This doesn’t look good.”
“I’m not even wearing it for you to see. Besides, I find it pretty.” Changqing turned around.
Song Chuyi grabbed onto her wrist.
The numerous people in the room looked at the two of them. Changqing’s little mouth was pouted high, as though she was bent on going against him.
Wen Tong tried to mediate. “Why don’t we try another one?”
“There’s no need. I’ll wear this.” Changqing glared at Song Chuyi. “We haven’t even reconciled, yet you’re already trying to control me here and there. Do you trust that I won’t reconcile with you?”
Song Chuyi’s brows knitted tightly for a while before he slowly released his grip.
Seeing that he was unhappy, Changqing went over to the stylist to touch up her makeup delightedly.
After she was done, she realized that Song Chuyi had already left the room.
She was stunned and suddenly, she felt down again.
Wen Tong brought the food that Song Chuyi brought over and handed it out to everyone, including Changqing.
“I don’t want to eat.” Changqing pouted her red lips.
“Why aren’t you eating? It’s quite good,” the stylist said.
“She’s just pretentious.” Wen Tong found her funny. “She’s bent on going against her stomach.”
In the end, Changqing still took a couple of bites. When it was around 6:30 pm, the organizing committee sent a car over to pick them up.
Changqing took the elevator to the carpark. After she got into the Mercedes, Wen Tong, who was sitting in the front, suddenly exclaimed, “Dr. Song, why are you driving?”
Only then did Changqing take a closer look. Wasn’t the person sitting in the driver’s seat Song Chuyi? He turned his head around and looked at her, saying gently, “I’m taking my wife to receive her award.”
Changqing snorted and said softly, “Who’s your wife?”
Song Chuyi raised his brows and started the engine quietly.
Wen Tong facepalmed in the end. This woman. Even if she wants to be unreasonable, can she have more depth?
The hotel wasn’t located far from the venue.
When they arrived at the star-studded entrance, Song Chuyi turned back and said, “I’ll be waiting for you outside later. I’ll celebrate with you tonight.”
“I don’t want you to celebrate with me.” Changqing pushed the door open and got off.
After they entered, Changqing and Zuo Qian were seated together and coincidentally, Zhang Zixin was seating on Zuo Qian’s right. This was pre-arranged. Their names were on the seats so it couldn’t be changed, making it awkward for the three of them seated together.
Luckily, there were many celebrities around and Zhang Zixin didn’t do anything. However, when she was trying very hard to start a conversation with Zuo Qian, the latter was always lukewarm.
40 minutes into the award ceremony, Changqing went up on stage to accept the “host with the most potential” award. What she didn’t expect was that the guest who presented her with the award was actually Rong Chang.
After Rong Chang passed her the award, Rong Chang said to the audience with a smile, “This is really a coincidence. I’m very thankful to the organizing committee for arranging for me to present this award to Changqing. Everyone might not know, but Changqing is actually my daughter-in-law and I’m very proud of her achievement today.”
Immediately after she said that, applause erupted from the audience. Even the host, who was standing at the side, was very shocked and he said, “I really didn’t expect that Changqing was already married and was even your daughter-in-law. How fascinating.”
“Yeah.” Rong Chang nodded with a smile.
On the other hand, Changqing was already dumbfounded. Right now, things were different from yesterday. This was a live broadcast.
Which also meant that from this moment on, all of China would know that she, Yan Changqing, was already married and her mother-in-law was the world-renowned Chinese designer, Augustine Rong.
She felt her legs going to jelly and she could only smile foolishly. She didn’t even know how she got off stage.
During tonight’s award ceremony, there was no doubt that Changqing had claimed the spotlight.
Zuo Qian said softly by her ear, “So you two decided to go public.”
Changqing wanted to cry. She really didn’t know anything.
When the award ceremony had come to an end, the group of reporters squeezing around outside wanted to interview her. The staff had arranged a special route from the back entrance. When she got into the car, Song Chuyi said with a smile, “You were really beautiful tonight during the award presentation. Congratulations.”
Changqing wanted to cry but there were no tears flowing out. She clenched her fists and glared furiously at him. “Did you tell your mom to announce it on stage on purpose? Song Chuyi, did you respect me? Did you ask for my consent?”