So You're Such A Doctor Song - Chapter 95
Chapter 95: Does Your Wife Do Skits?
Changqing looked at this kind of Ruan Yang and squeezed the railing by the swimming pool in distress. “Don’t you have your own studio right now?”
“Yeah, with the studio, I can accept the dramas I like and reject those I dislike but in the past…” Ruan Yang shrugged, “Guan Ying was also very envious and jealous of me, you and Duoyao. We’re friends but we’re also competing with each other, afraid to be the one left behind. Thankfully, up until now, the competition has been positive and we haven’t harmed each other, nor do we have such intentions at the moment. In my heart, we’re still good friends.”
“At the moment?” Changqing captured the keyword and was stupefied.
“People change. Who knows what will happen in the future?” Ruan Yang held the fruit juice in her hand and took a sip, pulling her lips into a smile. “There’s nothing wrong with you being jealous of Guan Ying. In terms of handling men, she’s definitely better than you but… men will always want to spend the rest of their lives with women like you.”
“Me?” Changqing shook her head. “I only want to meet someone I like who also happens to like me.”
“Difficult.” Ruan Yang pulled her lips into a smile. “Liking and marrying are different. Men can say they like you tens of times in a minute but ‘I’ll marry you’ is the most difficult thing to say in their lives because it’s worth much more money than ‘I like you’.”
Changqing was astounded. This kind of Ruan Yang made her very emotional. “Actually, I called you yesterday afternoon but a man picked up. Ruan Yang, did you find yourself a boyfriend? Who is he?”
“You called me?” Ruan Yang was in a daze for a few seconds, after which she frowned.
“Yeah, he really didn’t say anything to you?” Changqing was angry. “How can someone like this exist? I said I had something important I needed to talk to you about but he said not to disrupt you two. Such a petty person—I don’t like this kind of person, Ruan Yang. Break up with him quickly.”
Ruan Yang suddenly laughed. “You really are narrow-minded.”
“I’ll remember this injustice.” Changqing snorted coldly.
“Aye, what are the two of you talking about behind my back? Quickly, come swim,” Jiang Duoyao shouted from the other side.
“Let’s swim.” Ruan Yang jumped into the water with a smile.
Changqing sat at the edge for a while before slowly going into the water.
After the swim, the trio enjoyed some crayfish and the pleasant sea breeze at the greenhouse on the top floor of the hotel.
Changqing fed Robben with a piece of barbequed meat comfortably and her mood was brightened up by the pile of delicacies before her eyes. “Duoyao, do you know the boss of this hotel? Forget that you reserved the entire pool; it doesn’t seem like you can enter this greenhouse even if you have the money, right?”
“Haha, this was reserved by Ruan Yang. Anyway, she knows a lot of big bosses.” Jiang Duoyao was busy opening a bottle of red wine.
“Wow, Ruan Yang. I idolize you more and more.” Changqing sucked her fingers. “Can I come here free of charge if I say your name next time?”
Ruan Yang raised her brows and smiled lightly without saying a word.
After Jiang Duoyao finished pouring out the red wine, she arranged the wine glasses nicely. “I’m going to take a few enticing photos to send to Guan Ying to make her jealous of us. Serves her right for not coming.”
“It’s always like that. Aren’t you sick of it?” Ruan Yang found it funny and looked at her sideways, waiting for her to be done with the photo-taking. Then she held a wine glass up and cheered, “Today, eat and drink all you want. It doesn’t matter even if you get drunk. Sleep at the hotel. I already told the manager and security’s very tight. Your unglamorous looks won’t be leaked.”
Jiang Duoyao laughed out loud merrily. “That would be best.”
The trio ate and drank and Jiang Duoyao got drunk first, holding a chopstick as she sang into it. Ruan Yang picked up a call and left, never returning all the while.
Changqing slept a while drowsily and when she woke up, she picked up a piece of meat on the table wanting to feed Robben, only to find that he had gone missing.
She shuddered and quickly shook Jiang Duoyao. “Did you see my dog? Where’s my dog?”
“Your dog?” Jiang Duoyao bit her chopstick and stared at the table full of meat, still drunk. “Eaten up by me; the table is full of dog meat.”
“You really are… seriously drunk.” Changqing stood up, staggered and fell on the carpeted floor.
Hence, she felt around the carpet all the way to the table, crawling around in search of Robben.
In the hotel’s presidential suite, a table of business aristocrats were playing cards.
The service staff pushed in a cart of fruits and alcohol. It was bustling with noise and excitement inside.
“Hey, Song Chuyi, did you do it on purpose? You didn’t take that tile when he discarded it but took it when I discarded it.” Li Shaobin pushed the mahjong tiles down in frustration. “Can we still play mahjong pleasantly?”
Song Chuyi moved his brows coldly. “I reminded you but you kept feeding me. I feel I would’ve let myself down if I didn’t take it.”
“When did you remind me?” Li Shaobin was depressed.
Zhou Liang laughed in a low tone. “Brother Bin, Brother Chu did give you a hint.”
“I’m really worried about your intelligence.” Song Chuyi pushed the tiles into the mahjong machine after saying his piece coolly.
Li Shaobin gritted his teeth and brought a cup of tea to his mouth, wanting to suppress the raging fire within him. Suddenly, he saw a brown dog sneaking in from the door.
He spat out a mouthful of tea all on Song Chuyi.
“Li Shaobin, what are you doing?” Song Chuyi froze. Immediately, his face was as cold as ice. “Are you taking revenge on me without morals after losing money?”
“Cough, cough.” Li Shaobin was choked by the tea and waved his hand vigorously, pointing behind him and said, “F*ck, Song Chuyi, when did you bring your Robben out? Why did I not know?”
“I didn’t bring the dog; you must be crazy.” Song Chuyi took a handkerchief to wipe his clothes and couldn’t be bothered by him.
That was, until his trousers were tugged. He looked down and Robben was wagging his huge tail passionately with his tongue out, sitting on the carpet, and looking at him.
Song Chuyi froze and took a closer look. This was indeed his Robben.
But… What was he doing here?
He did leave it at home when he left.
Song Chuyi’s brain turned quickly and a thought flashed past his mind.
Could it be that woman brought him out again?
He stood up and Robben stood up too.
He massaged his temples and asked Robben, “How did you get here?”
Robben barked and turned around to walk towards the door.
Li Shaobin was full of respect. “Song Chuyi, you’re amazing. You can even converse with a dog.”
Song Chuyi couldn’t be bothered with him as he followed Robben out.
Li Shaobin followed.
He followed Robben all the way to the fire escape staircase and walked two floors up until the top floor. In the hallway, a woman in denim overalls was opening the fire hydrant while squinting her eyes to peer inside. “Robben, Robben, are you in there?”
Li Shaobin’s stomach cramped from laughing. “Your wife is so funny, looking for a dog in the fire hydrant. Can your dog even fit in there?”
Song Chuyi massaged his temples and walked over with a dark face.
Robben also ran over to bite Changqing’s trouser leg.
Changqing kicked Robben away, grumbling, “Don’t bother me, I have to look for our dog.”
When Song Chuyi heard the words “our dog,” his gloomy face slowly alleviated. He walked up to Changqing and pulled her head out from the fire hydrant.
Changqing looked up at the man before her and had an endearingly silly look. “Why do you… look so much like Song Chuchu?”
She took a deep breath and suddenly covered her mouth, saying with fright, “Oh no, oh no. If Song Chuchu found out I lost Robben again, I would be dead for sure.”
She withdrew her body and looked around like a rat.
Li Shaobin was tearing up from laughter. “Does your wife do skits?”
Song Chuyi swept him a cold glance and couldn’t stand his wife being so embarrassing anymore, carrying her up horizontally and proceeding downstairs. While he walked, he told Li Shaobin, “Pass me your room card.”
Li Shaobin passed it to him unwillingly. “Hey, don’t use so many of my condoms inside. Leave two for me.”
Song Chuyi couldn’t be bothered with him and carried Changqing into the room. Robben didn’t dare to run around this time around and followed behind the two of them obediently.
Li Shaobin grumbled softly behind them, “It really looks like a picture of a family of three.”
Changqing was carried to the bed and quickly crawled up again. “I want to find Robben…”
Song Chuyi brought Robben before her with a headache and said, “Robben is here. You don’t have to look for him.”
Changqing cupped her hands around Robben and squinted her eyes to look at him before heaving a sigh of relief and using her little face to rub against his doggy head. “Robben, tell me why you ran off again… I almost called the police.”
Song Chuyi scoffed, “Do you even know how to call the police?”
“Of course I do. If you don’t believe me, I’ll call them now.” Changqing reached into her pocket for her phone and after fumbling around for a while, she was in a daze. “Hmm? Where’s my phone?”
“It’s good enough that you’re still here.” Song Chuyi stood up to pour some water. He needed a sip of water to recover from the shock because of her.
Just when he took the cup, a “badump” came from inside the room.
He quickly returned and saw that Changqing had fallen on the carpeted floor and Robben was kissing her face.
This lecher dog.
Song Chuyi pulled Robben away immediately with a cold face and warned, “Robben, if you dare to kiss her again, I’m not feeding you for a week.”
Robben whimpered innocently. Did I do anything wrong?
Song Chuyi ignored him and bent down to help Changqing back onto the bed. She was still on about looking for her phone.
He found her annoying and threw his phone to her.
“I found my phone.” Changqing cupped the phone in her hands childishly and fiddled with it.
Her style of dress today matched her actions—denim overalls with a white shirt inside, her hair pulled back into a ponytail and no makeup on, looking clean like a 20-year-old university student.
Song Chuyi reached his hand out to pinch her fluffy and blushed cheeks.
Her skin was hot to the touch probably due to the alcohol.
“Don’t touch me.” She lifted her long and curly eyelashes which danced under the light and her amorous eyes were alluring and charming.
Song Chuyi placed his gaze on her luscious lips which resembled orange pieces and heard her say, “Let me tell you, I’m someone with a husband.”
His ice-cold face melted like spring water and he smiled.
“Don’t laugh.” Changqing pinched his face and looked solemn. “Although you’re very handsome, I have a husband. My husband is awesome. He’s a doctor and with a swish of his scalpel, he can cure many people.”
Song Chuyi laughed softly, pulling her hand away.
“What are you laughing at?” Changqing tilted her head and looked at him.
“I’ll pour some hot water for you.” Song Chuyi turned and walked out.
When he was pouring water, he received a call from the hospital. After talking on the phone for five minutes, he returned and saw that the bed was a mess.
