Chapter 192 - You Don’t Have to Grab Onto Me Like That. I’ll Fetch You. (1/2)

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Song Yu took the elevator to the top floor. She saw that Cheng Dongge was also not in his seat. Someone in the secretary’s office saw Song Yu and immediately approached her, calling out, “Mrs. Qi.

“The president is in a meeting. Why don’t you wait for him in the office?”

Song Yu did as recommended, laying out the takeout on the polished table. After a handful of seconds, Chang Lai entered.

“Is he really in a meeting?” asked Song Yu.

“The president is, indeed in a meeting. However, he has heard that Miss Mu is waiting for him downstairs. He is worried that you’ll be disturbed by Miss Mu during your visit,” explained Chang Lai while removing the takeout from Dynasty from their bag. “I don’t know when the president’s meeting ends, so, I’d recommend you eating now. The president will be upset to learn you have waited for him in hunger.”

Song Yu smiled and obliged, beginning with a packet of rice. Once she had eaten half of the portion, she closed the box, leaving the rest for Qi Chengzhi. Suddenly tired, she lay across the sofa and promptly dozed off.

Seeing this unfold, Chang Lai immediately sent for a blanket to be draped over Song Yu. If Qi Chengzhi saw that Song Yu was sleeping in the cold, he would definitely be angered.

The clock was nearing one-thirty when Qi Chengzhi’s meeting finally came to a close. Chang Lai was waiting for him at the door. He reported the afternoon’s events to him without prompting.

“Now, Mrs. Qi is sleeping on the sofa. She has left some rice for you,” Chang Lai murmured.

Qi Chengzhi nodded, his expression softening.

Gently, he opened the office door, then, after ascertaining that Song Yu was still sound asleep, quietly shut it again. He turned to wave at Cheng Dongge, who was walking out of the meeting room with a computer.

Cheng Dongge went to him. “Young Master Cheng?”

Qi Chengzhi, in a hushed voice, commanded, “Replace the sofa in my office with a new one. I need it to be more spacious. It should be comfortable enough to sleep on.”

Finished, he slid the door open and walked in, giving Cheng Dongge the opportunity to peek inside. Understanding dawning, he scurried to fulfill his duty.

Qi Chengzhi did not wake Song Yu. He moved silently, taking the takeout and leaving. Going to the pantry, he reheated the food.

The delicious aroma that wafted from the warm food would have surely woken Song Yu had he stayed.

Two female employees entered the pantry, chatting amicably among themselves. The moment they say Qi Chengzhi, their conversation died away.

He was sitting in a simple chair, which was too small to carry his weight. Its legs were bending precariously beneath him, and his imposing frame made even the small round table he was eating at seem tiny.

“President!” shouted one of them with wide eyes. The sight of Qi Chengzhi eating in this plain and paltry pantry was absurd.

He made it seem uncomfortably cramped and claustrophobic, even though he was at a lower height than them sitting down. His very presence filled them with great unease.

Even as he ate, his face remained serious and stoic. It was scary.

How could the president’s wife not fear him at all?

Qi Chengzhi glanced at the coffee cups in their hands before continuing to eat his rice elegantly. “Help yourself.”

The two girls exchanged looks.

How could they be at ease when he was here?

Did he not know that they were under a great deal of pressure because he was here?

“Oh! I suddenly need to use the washroom,” declared one of them suddenly, as she shoved her cup into her friend’s hands and made her hasty getaway.

Silently cursing her friend for her fair weathered nature, the other lady placed both cups on the countertop and said, “President, please enjoy your food. I’ll come back later!”

In the blink of an eye, she, too, had vanished.

Qi Chengzhi glanced after them indifferently. Finishing his last few mouthfuls, he tossed the empty takeout box into the bin.

Then, he left the pantry. Before going into his office, he told Cheng Dongge, “Don’t transfer in any calls this afternoon. Cancel my afternoon meetings, including the ones with the departmental managers.”

“Yes, President.”

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Mu Sisi went back to Dynasty in a fit of anger. When she entered the room, she saw Mu Huaisheng sitting in the living room, a laptop in his lap. Plonking herself opposite him, she relayed to Mu Huaisheng the bad attitude of Song Yu that afternoon.

“Brother, what kind of bad attitude does the woman that married Big Brother Chengzhi have? How could she talk to me like that while pretending to be someone nice in front of Qi Chengzhi? Acting one way in front of him, but contrary behind him.”

Mu Huaisheng lifted his eyes from the laptop, looking at her coldly. “Who is the one who has got no manners? Who is the one who actually acted one way in front of him, but in a contrary manner behind him? Did you have the guts to repeat what you said to Song Yu to Qi Chengzhi’s face? Did you dare to do that? You act lovely in front of Qi Chengzhi, but, deep down, you know what kind of person you are! You told the wife of another person you liked her husband. Did you really think she’d greet you warmly?

“What did Song Yu say wrongly? You told her plainly that you wanted to steal her husband away. You said it to her face that you liked her husband, and even tried to coerce her into inviting you over for a meal. So you could seduce Qi Chengzhi in front of her! Only those as messed up as you are can stand you! It is a miracle she hasn’t slapped you!”

Mu Huaisheng set his laptop aside roughly. “Mu Sisi, I’m warning you. Don’t do anything disgraceful! I’d already told you this clearly last night, but you still went to harass them. From your point of view, is it an honour to be someone’s mistress? Have you ever considered other people’s feelings? Qi Chengzhi doesn’t have to like you just because you like him. Even if Song Yu wasn’t in the picture, do you think he’d grow to like you instead? Not everything in the world revolves around you! You can’t get everything you want! As your brother, I feel disgusted by your actions, too! How can you expect Qi Chengzhi to like you?”

“Mu Huaisheng! How dare you?! I’m your younger sister– why don’t you support me?!” Mu Sisi stood up, bellowing, “How can you think me such an awful person?!”

“It’s you who have done awful things. How can you stop me from speaking the truth? Even though you are my younger sister, I refuse to allow you to become a homewrecker disturbing other people! How can you not have any realization? Don’t you think that the things that you have done are very annoying? I don’t know what kind of ethics you have, but even a normal person would know that your attitude is shameful!” Mu Huaisheng stood up too, and pointed at her and said, “if you continue to act improperly, I’ll make a call back home. I’ll send you back to the United States! Don’t you ever disgrace yourself and our family again!”

“I won’t go back! Don’t you dare! Mu Huaisheng, I’m your younger sister. It’s alright that you are not on my side supporting me, but how can you make such comments? It’s true that I like Qi Chengzhi. Why can’t I say it out loud? Who says that I can’t like him anymore just because he’s married? In fact, it’d be deceitful to not say it when I like him. I’m not willing to pretend. The thing about me liking him is not shameful at all. To be honest, since I’ve come, I don’t intend to go back. I want to be by the side of Qi Chengzhi. I won’t leave him for the rest of my life!” Mu Sisi screamed. Her eyes were red, tears forming in them.

“Mu Huaisheng, I’m your younger sister. You talk as if I’m an awful person. Even if you don’t support me, you shouldn’t be helping outsiders criticize me! I haven’t done anything wrong. I shouldn’t be suffering such humiliation!” She stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind her with a bang.

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When Song Yu woke up, she felt extremely comfortable. Her entire body had benefited from her nap, entirely relaxed.

She slowly opened her eyes and saw that all the blinds of floor-to-ceiling windows had been drawn, dimming the room.

Then, she saw Qi Chengzhi seated at the office table. He was reading a document, while occasionally turning his gaze to the computer screen. Simultaneously, he was drawing something on the document with a pen. Song Yu did not know what he was analyzing.

Only the light from the screen lit his features, making them seem more pronounced than usual.

The sight of him working silently reminded her of his photo in a magazine, quiet and reserved.

Even though she had fallen asleep, Qi Chengzhi still took a few glances at her every now and then. He felt soothed by her presence, even if she was asleep.

This time, when his gaze left the computer, he did not look at the file in his hands. He looked straight at her and realized that she had woken up. He smiled. “Up already?”

“Yeah.” Song Yu lifted the thin blanket and sat up. She had been sleeping for too long, so her head felt weighted.

He put down the file in his hand and walked to her. Slim streams of sunlight spilled through the gaps between the blinds and illuminated his frame, throwing his face into gold. He was beautiful.

He sat beside her, both hands on her waist. He pulled her onto his lap, like he might have done with a child, and kissed her deeply.

Song Yu smiled shyly, brushing her nose along his face. Then she put her head on his shoulder, pressing her forehead into his neck. “Have you had your lunch?”

“I have,” said he, slightly lowering his head. He rubbed his lips gently at the corner of her eye as he spoke. His palms were squeezing her waist softly.

“When did you finish your meeting?” Her voice grew quiet.

“About one-thirty.” As he finished his sentence, Song Yu raised his left wrist. She looked at the time on his watch and saw that it was almost four.