So You're Such A Doctor Song - Chapter 164

Chapter 164: Women Gathered Together

Changqing’s head was hanging so low it almost reached the table and she reminded Jiang Duoyao again: “Lower your voice, lower…” There was still a bodyguard standing by their side. She hoped he hadn’t heard them.

Not far away, Yan Molun, who had superb hearing skills, looked up to the sky speechlessly. Was this Jiang Duoyao not a female celebrity too? Why was she like this… in real life? He really couldn’t tell that she was still a virgin.

Also, could it be that whenever women gathered together, they always discussed… such things?

He could consider today an eye-opener.

At midnight, when they ended their meet-up, Jiang Duoyao clutched onto Changqing’s arm tightly and said, “Don’t think too much; I’ve thought it through. I’ve been your friend for so many years and it’s your first time having a boyfriend. Before you even dated properly, you jumped into marriage and it’s not very easy. The two of you get along well and when you hold your wedding banquet, I’ll be your bridesmaid. Guan Ying is still in a fit of anger but time will heal all wounds. Sooner or later, we’ll be back to how we used to be.”

On the way back to the hotel, the emotions suppressed in Changqing’s heart these past few days finally relaxed.

Early the next morning, the moment she woke up, a photo of her having supper with Jiang Duoyao made the headlines. The report said they were dead drunk at the food stall.

Yan Molun received a call from Song Chuyi not long after he woke up. “Did Changqing drink and have supper with Jiang Duoyao last night?”

“Yeah.”

“You didn’t see that there were reporters following you?” Song Chuyi asked.

“I really didn’t see them.” Yan Molun said. “Besides, the two of them weren’t drunk. They only had supper and two bottles of beer and when we left in the end, they were still very sober. The news is completely defamatory.”

Song Chuyi nodded. “I understand. Right; it’s been hard on you these past few days.”

“This is nothing—you saved my life. Helping you protect your wife is nothing in comparison. Besides, she spends most of her time filming, so I have nothing much to worry about.” Yan Molun was silent for a while. Suddenly, he laughed in a low tone. “However, I didn’t think that you’d be quite capable in that aspect despite looking quite skinny?”

Song Chuyi “…”

“I heard you had to try a few times before you got in.”

“Who did you hear it from?” Someone’s face was black.

“Your wife was quite loud when she was chatting with her best friend. She even said that she looked for you because she thought you were incapable then…”

Song Chuyi’s stomach hurt from anger early in the morning.

Other women would want their man to be capable but Changqing hoped for otherwise.

“Was there anything else?” he asked deeply.

“Oh, right. It seemed like Guan Ying told her good friend that you were incapable before.” Yan Molun suddenly pitied him. This woman was really vicious. After making him a cuckold, she still said that he was incapable. “Yan Changqing probably looked for you because she thought that you were incapable.”

“I understand.” Song Chuyi hung up the phone gloomily.

If Guan Ying and Yan Changqing were both standing before him now, he would definitely murder both of them.

No wonder Changqing somehow thought he was incapable at first.

Also this Guan Ying…

It could be considered an eye-opener for him. Women really were the most vicious.

“Achoo…” In the hotel room, Changqing sneezed gloomily. “My Chuchu must be thinking about me.”

Wen Tong rolled her eyes, saying: “You’re still in the mood to crack such a joke? Didn’t you watch the news? Didn’t I tell you two to not eat at a food stall? But you wouldn’t listen. Look at what the reporters said—they said you two were dead drunk and couldn’t even walk properly and even went crazy, making it hard for the people around to eat properly.”

“Nonsense.” Changqing said nonchalantly, “Get me a public, written lawyer’s letter. I want to sue this magazine who defamed me.”

“Jiang Duoyao’s side already publicly sued them.” Wen Tong said, “Jiang Duoyao attracts hatred. She gets hate everywhere she goes; that must not be easy at all.”

“The more popular you get, the more people want to talk about you.” Changqing sighed. “Duoyao’s been a little too famous these past two years and she has good resources. Everyone is jealous of her. Forget it; I should just stay working as a host. I wouldn’t be involved in so many scandals. Wen Tong, would you mind sticking with such a useless boss?”

“How are you useless? You’ve already hooked up with such a rich young master like Dr. Song. You’re already a hundred times better than others. In the future, with Dr. Song protecting you and you protecting me, would I be afraid that I wouldn’t have rice to eat?” Wen Tong said with a grin. “Right—do you want to give Song Chuyi a call to explain this?”

“For what? He never watches the news. He must be at the hospital honing his medical skills again.” Changqing said with a snort, “I’ve been here for so many days yet I just get a phone call every day. He hasn’t even said he misses me.”

Someone was starting to become unreasonable again.

Wen Tong turned over to make a call. The call was from Yan Molun. “I’m going out for a while, so you two go over to the set first later.”

“Hey, that won’t do.” Wen Tong was anxious. “Yesterday, Changqing and Jiang Duoyao made the headlines again. The set will definitely be flooded with reporters outside later on. You have to be there with me to protect Changqing.”

“Don’t worry. Nothing will happen and there won’t be any reporters either. You two can just go ahead.” Yan Molun hung up coldly and coolly.

Wen Tong stared at her phone and blanked out, saying to Changqing angrily: “This bodyguard that Song Chuyi got is a little too arrogant; wasn’t he hired to protect you? Yet he thinks he can just tell us where he wants to go and go ahead without our consent? Besides, today is critical, yet he even told me not to worry and that we could just go ahead. Does he think Hong Kong is his house?”

Changqing chewed on some dried fruit and rolled her eyes. “You said yourself that he kills without batting an eyelid. It’s already good enough that he came to protect us. Do you still expect him to listen to me obediently? You must be dreaming. Is your head hanging too comfortably on your neck?”

Wen Tong’s head shuddered. “I think you should get Song Chuyi to find you an obedient bodyguard next time.”

In case of any incidents, Wen Tong gave the production team a call before heading over. The people from the production team said there were no reporters on set.

Wen Tong didn’t dare to believe it. In the end, when they reached the set, everyone was quiet and moving the props around in an orderly manner.

Wen Tong felt a little puzzled. When she checked her phone just a while ago, the Hong Kong magazine that posted the defamatory article had publicly apologized 10 minutes ago and admitted that they had defamed Jiang Duoyao and Changqing.

“Wow, is the team working with Jiang Duoyao so efficient?” Wen Tong blanked out for a while. In the past, very few people could make magazines apologize. The most they would get was compensation. After all, if word got out, this would make the public doubt the credibility of the magazine.

“Maybe they’re used to settling such things and are pretty experienced.” Changqing went into the changing room to change.

Halfway through, Jiang Duoyao called. She said excitedly, “Changqing, thank you; did someone from your side settle this? Our team was still in the midst of drafting the documents when the magazine initiated the apology with regards to last night.”

“I didn’t.” Changqing was puzzled. “Wasn’t it you who did it?”

“It wasn’t me either.” Jiang Duoyao was in a daze. “Could it be Song Chuyi?”

“…” Changqing didn’t dare to believe it. If it really was Song Chuyi, then was her husband going to defy the natural order? This was Hong Kong.

Changqing quickly called Song Chuchu and said in a childish tone, “Chuchu, did you see the entertainment news this morning?”

“I did,” Song Chuyi said lightly.

Changqing was used to his nonchalant tone and was as passionate as ever. “Could it be… were you the one who dealt with the magazine secretly again to make them publicly apologize to me again?”

“… I’m not sure, but I got Yan Molun to go with you so he should be able to handle such small matters.” Song Chuyi sounded as if he was busy with something else and his tone was indifferent.

Changqing suddenly recalled that Yan Molun went out in the morning. Could it be that he went out because of this incident?

“No way; is he that powerful?” Changqing didn’t dare to believe it.

“Oh, Molun used to escort several government officials in Hong Kong before and he has some ties with many wealthy people in Hong Kong and Macau.” Song Chuyi’s tone was so flat as though he was just talking about today’s weather.

Changqing was about to break into tears. “Chuchu, why didn’t you tell me he had such a strong influence? Then am I not more powerful than the Hong Kong government now?”

Song Chuyi chuckled. “You think too much.”

Changqing pressed her lips together and suddenly broke into a laugh. “You didn’t watch the entertainment news before, but today you watched it so early in the morning. Tell me honestly—did you miss me so you’re trying to look for news of me on your phone?”

“You think too much…” He had seen thick-skinned people but never someone so thick. Song Chuyi hung up the phone heartlessly.

Changqing grumbled resentfully.

However, after hanging up, Changqing thought that her husband was indeed too formidable. Not only was he friends with the chief of the broadcasting station, but he even had a friend who was a triad boss and now even Yan Molun, who was all-powerful in Hong Kong, listened to her husband.

Would the whole world fear Song Chuchu in the future?

Yan Molun only returned to the production team after ten. Changqing had yet to start filming. She quickly passed him a bottle of water personally with a smile. “Brother Molun, I heard all about it already. You helped me settle the magazine incident in the morning, right? That was hard on you. It’s been such a hot day, so quick, drink some water. Wen Tong, bring a chair over. Brother Molun must be tired.”

“Sure, sure, sure.” Wen Tong immediately gave up her chair.

The corners of Yan Molun’s mouth twitched. Brother Molun…

When did I become so close to her?

Could this wife of Song Chuyi’s get any better at flattering?

Compared to Changqing’s beautiful day, Zhao Zhu’s mood couldn’t get any worse. She hadn’t been able to get in contact with Meng Peng all morning since he left the production team.

In the afternoon, when she took a break to wash her hands, she called the magazine angrily and the other party was panic-stricken upon hearing her voice. “Miss Zhao, I really cannot help you. Because of you, my magazine is about to close down. Please don’t contact me anymore. Also, also… I’ve already told the person from Yan Changqing’s side that you were the one who ordered me to do this.”

The other party hung up quickly.