Cunning Husband's Lovely Wife

The car was passing by an intersection on a small food street, and it was bustling with people coming and going inside. There was also smoke and the faint aroma of barbecue slowly seeping in through the closed window.

In Sheng Yue, Qi Chengyue left after eating just a few mouthfuls.

Now that she smelled it, she was really hungry.

Without saying a word, Qi Chengzhi found a spot on the side of the road to park his car, and followed Song Yu into the Little Food Street.

There were also food stalls on both sides of the street. There were food stalls mixed with cold vegetables, cold skins, egg pancakes, fried rice, fried noodles, and so on. Although it was winter, there were still quite a few customers buying these noodles outside.

In the middle of the narrow street, the crowd, shoulder to shoulder, made him look out of place and out of place in the snack street, dressed in an expensive suit and a long black wool coat, with a cold face and a long body and a strong aura.

"Which one?" Qi Chengzhi protected Song Yu, and did not let her be hit by the crowd. His long arms naturally wrapped around her waist, pulling her into his embrace, carefully protecting her.

Along the way, Song Yu had not been brushed against by anyone.

The wind blew the masculine scent of Qi Chengzhi's body over, right next to his warm chest. As he spoke, his breath brushed against his forehead, causing her face to heat up.

Song Yu also did not see clearly, she casually pointed to a house, and Qi Chengzhi brought her in.

When he sat down, he realized that it was a hawker shop.

There were all kinds of grilled pork ribs and spicy skewers.

Song Yu ordered some roasted pork ribs and a pot of spicy gluten. As if she was washing a hot pot, she placed the round pot on the electric stove inside the table. A layer of bright red chili oil floated on the soup inside.

"Little brother, give me a bottle of beer." Song Yu greeted the young waiter who was passing by.

Qi Chengzhi frowned slightly, but did not say anything in the end.

He wasn't wearing his glasses, which had been misted out before and left in the car, so he didn't put them on again.

Song Yu realised that he did not seem to wear glasses in front of her often.

Before the water in the cup had even wiped it clean, Song Yu had snatched it away and poured a full cup of wine. With the excuse that the water in the cup had not even wiped it clean, Song Yu snatched it away and poured a full cup of wine.

"I've liked him for thirteen years." Qi Chengzhi looked at the woman in front of him, whose face was flushed red from drinking, and whose eyes were unfocused. It was difficult for her to even sit steadily, and she spoke unclearly, "Qi Chengzhi, do you know that you are a man who will make me afraid? "Because you're too deep to know what you're thinking. It's like every sentence has a plot."

"But Jian Yi is different. From the moment I met him, he was always warm and warm. The feeling of being together with him is simple. I've always trusted him and never thought he'd lie to me. But the result? Everything he said to me was false. I thought I knew people, but I never really knew him. I didn't really know him. I really didn't think that there would be someone who could be so powerful with different appearances. "

"I'm beginning to doubt the way I look at people. Am I an idiot that doesn't even know how to look at people? I can't believe a man I've trusted for thirteen years. Who else can I trust? "Who else do you believe?"

"Guan Xiaolin said that in the past, he was good to me because of the relationship with the Song Family. I went to see him before I was engaged to him, and I wanted him to admit that she liked me, but he didn't. I thought he was older than me and didn't want to embarrass me. But now that she thought about it, wasn't he thinking about her own future? Besides, if I don't get engaged to my family, I might turn against them. He doesn't need a poor girl. "In the end, I was still forced to get engaged. At that time, the Song Clan would not treat me like a traitor, and would not hesitate to expel him from my life. He did not want to lose the backing of the Song Clan."

"Do you know how it feels to have your trust crumble in an instant? Did you know that the wall that you originally thought you were relying on is actually made of tofu, does it feel like you're falling over the moment you touch it? I'll be there today. "People who think themselves as friends are always scheming against me. Even men that I have liked for thirteen years are scammers. The feelings that I hid for so many years suddenly became laughable and worthless. They are extremely ethereal." Song Yu waved her hand in the air.

Song Yu shakily picked up the cup and drank the last mouthful of wine, then picked up the wine bottle beside her. She poured the bottle upside down and only managed to pour two drops of wine out, shaking the bottle a few times with all her might, and with a "bang", she put it on the table, neither heavy nor light.

She remembered her first drink, high school graduation.

She had no idea how little she had, and she got drunk all of a sudden.

Jian Yi could not send her home like this. He told Guan Xiaolin to call the Song Family and tell them that Song Yu was staying over for the night.

In reality, Jian Yi had brought Song Yu back to his own home, and took care of her for an entire night.

Song Yu laughed bitterly, burped and fell face first onto the table, then closed her eyes and fell asleep without any warning.

"The bill." Qi Chengzhi said expressionlessly, his deep eyes never leaving Song Yu's body.

After settling the bill, Song Yu had already fallen asleep, so Qi Chengzhi directly carried her across the car and drove her back to his own apartment.

Along the way, Song Yu would mumble a few words to herself that she could not hear from time to time.

She was on vacation that night, so she had never seen Song Yu before. Today was the first time she saw him, and was also the first time she saw Qi Chengzhi bringing back a woman, or a woman who was drunk to the point of insanity.

"Sir, this is —"

"Clean up the guest room." Qi Chengzhi said as he hugged Song Yu.

"Sigh, alright." Aunt Yang agreed and quickly went to pack up.

When he came out, Qi Chengzhi was still carrying the girl, so he did not put her down.

"You can go rest. Don't worry about me." Qi Chengzhi said to Aunt Yang.

After leaving Aunt Yang and entering the guest room, Song Yu rubbed her head against Qi Chengzhi's chest and muttered: "Jian Yi …"

Qi Chengzhi squinted his eyes, suddenly let go, with a "Putong", he threw Song Yu onto the bed.

He was tall and Song Yu had been thrown quite heavily by him. Moreover, it was a sudden fall, which made Song Yu sober up for a while.

Song Yu rolled on the bed, cried out in pain, rubbed her nose and fell asleep again.

Qi Chengzhi looked at her drunk look, his face blushing red and his eyes closed. However, he was frowning, and he did not seem to be able to sleep soundly.

She was lying on the bed, her head on one side, her thumb pressed to her lips as if to eat.

"Sir, I brought a quilt." Aunt Yang carried a blanket and entered, planning to cover Song Yu with it, but Qi Chengzhi took it away from his.

"You're so drunk, how could you know how cold it is? There's no need to cover yourself with a blanket." With that, Qi Chengzhi carried the blanket and left.

Aunt Yang looked at Qi Chengzhi's back in astonishment, and then looked at Song Yu who was sound asleep on the bed, but was unconsciously curled up because of the cold. She did not know how this lady had offended Mister.

However, seeing that she was still wearing the thick layer of clothes, so how could sleeping like this be comfortable? Aunt Yang went to find her pajamas and took off Song Yu's clothes, changing into her pajamas.

Without a blanket, Aunt Yang could only cover Song Yu's clothes with her clothes before leaving.

After sending Aunt Yang to sleep, Qi Chengzhi smoked half the way. Looking at the two blankets on his bed, one was his own, the other was something Aunt Yang had just brought out.

He looked at it for a while before extinguishing the cigarette. He then went to pick up his quilt and went to the guest room.

Seeing that Aunt Yang had already changed Song Yu's pajamas, she covered only her jacket and curled up in cold sweat.

Qi Chengzhi took off her jacket and covered his with his blanket.

The blanket itself was still cold, so Song Yu subconsciously held tightly onto it in her sleep. Her body remained curled up until it slowly warmed up a little, and her eyebrows gradually relaxed.

Song Yu's bag was left on the floor, and the phone's ringtone came out from inside.

Qi Chengzhi took out his phone. Seeing the two words Jian Yi, his eyes narrowed and the corner of his mouth curled into a smile as he decisively refused to listen. Then, he moved the number into the black list and deleted the number from the call record.

Looking at Song Yu, he returned to her bedroom with her phone.

Jian Yi sat in the car and looked up through the skylight at Song Yu's house's pitch black window.

Not long after Song Yu left, he drove over. Knocking on the door, Song Yu was not home.

He called the Song Family to probe them out, but Yu Qianying said that she did not go back.

Yu Qianying asked them sharply if they were fighting or something like that, and Jian Yi went over to excuse himself.

Just then, he called Song Yu, but he was cut off.

Where did she go this late?

Jian Yi impatiently dialed Song Yu's number again, but this time, there was no reaction, not even the "beep" could be heard.

Qi Chengzhi was awoken by the sound of a mobile phone ringing in the morning. It was extremely unpleasant to hear that such a strange bell ring, which caused him to be stunned for a moment.

He looked at the time on his phone. It was only a quarter past six. The number was a string of unfamiliar numbers, the number of the landline.

Qi Chengzhi could guess who it was. He sat up and let the bell ring a few more times before answering the phone. He took his time and replied with a hoarse voice that sounded like he had just been woken up by the phone in the morning.

"Who are you!?" Why would he answer Song Yu's call? Where is Song Yu? " On the phone, it was Jian Yi's exasperated voice.

Qi Chengzhi smiled, he could imagine how Jian Yi would look if he were to explode.

"She's sleeping." After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone without giving Jian Yi a chance to speak again. Then, he added this number to the blacklist and deleted the record.

Jian Yi stood in front of the newspaper stand, and when he heard the "beep beep" sound coming from the microphone, he was so angry that he nearly threw the phone away.

He waited at the bottom of Song Yu's house for an entire night, but did not see her return. He was also unable to call her, and after a few tries, he knew that Song Yu had been dragged into the black list.

At such a late hour, he had already packed up his newsstand.

He had been waiting for the morning before he came to the newsstand. He had not expected that it was a man who had picked up the phone!

The location of the newsstand was not that good to begin with. It did not even have a screen, and the cheapest type did not have a good audio quality either.

Adding on to the fact that Qi Chengzhi had made a hoarse voice that had just woken up, it would be even more difficult to recognize.

Originally, he had called Song Yu's phone, but in the early morning, he received the call from a man who was still unconscious. Due to his anger, Jian Yi did not have the mind to identify him, but because of the man's voice, he could not help but think somewhere else.

Jian Yi smashed the microphone back onto the phone with a cold expression.

"Young man, you better be good and don't take it out on my phone. If it breaks, you'll pay for it!" The lady boss of the newsstand looked unhappy.

Jian Yi ignored her and picked up the phone again, pressing the replay button, there was no sound coming from the phone at all, and this account had been destroyed.

Jian Yi hung up the phone with a darkened face, paid them, and then left.

"Miss, Miss."

Song Yu was sleeping soundly, and felt that someone was shaking her.

She slowly opened her eyes and saw a woman in her forties with a kind face.

Song Yu frowned, her head was in pain, she groaned twice, and forced herself to sit up, "What happened?"

"Miss, sir told me to wake you up, otherwise you would be late for work." Aunt Yang said kindly.

The blanket slid onto Song Yu's waist, and she stared blankly at the very male shaped blanket. She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she seemed to have smelled Qi Chengzhi's scent.

Song Yu shook her head. Because of this thought, her face was red, she had nothing to do with Qi Chengzhi.

Lowering his head, he suddenly noticed that he was wearing a pair of baggy pajamas.

Before she was shocked, Aunt Yang first explained, "Last night when Mister brought you back, you were already drunk to the point of being unconscious, and you didn't sleep well while wearing those clothes. I took the initiative to help you change your clothes, these pajamas are also mine, they're a bit old, don't mind them!"

Aunt Yang's explanation made Song Yu heave a sigh of relief, and she finally noticed the "mister" she was always saying.

Her last memory of last night was eating kebabs with Qi Chengzhi at the snack bar.

"You are talking about …" Qi Chengzhi? " Song Yu asked nervously.

"That's right!" "Miss was very drunk last night. When mister carried you back, you had already lost consciousness and startled me." Aunt Yang laughed.

"I'm sorry." Song Yu retracted her neck, the only thought in her mind was to disappear, "I've brought you guys trouble."

"Hehe, don't worry. You won't make a ruckus even if you're drunk. You'll just be sleeping." Aunt Yang comforted her, "Miss, please clean up, breakfast is already prepared."

Song Yu thanked her, and Aunt Yang continued to do her work. Song Yu also did not have any clothes to change into, so she could only put on the clothes from yesterday.

There was also a bathroom in the room, so Aunt Yang brought over new toiletries. Song Yu closed the door and washed up inside, while Aunt Yang tidied up the bed outside.

Seeing the quilt covering the bed, Aunt Yang looked at it for a long time with a puzzled expression, and muttered to herself: "Didn't Mister not allow Miss Song to cover herself with the quilt last night? Why is there another blanket of his own now? "