"Yang, take good care of yourself. I believe you can overcome this difficulty. Please forgive me, I don't dare to ask you what's troubling you right now." She lifted the blanket, revealing Yang's face, flushed from sleeping, smoothed her furrowed brows, left a letter, packed her bags that very night, and drove back to Cambridge despite having a severe cold.
Everything in Linchuan made her feel too depressed and painful. She thought that coming back would allow her to get closer to Yi Zhengwei, but she felt less and less of his love. All of this made her feel suffocated.
Who would have thought that such an impulsive trip back would lead to an accident?
*
"Zhengwei, I forgot my pajamas," Song Qing called softly from the bathroom.
Yi Zhengwei put the magazine down and casually replied, "Don't wear it, just come out wearing a bath towel."
"no!"
"I'll turn the air conditioning up a bit, you won't catch a cold." Yi Zhengwei suppressed a laugh.
Song Qing clenched her little fists, her face turning bright red with anger, and paced back and forth in the bathroom several times.
"Come out already, you silly boy, it's not like we haven't seen it before."
Feeling dizzy and disoriented, Song Qing rushed out wearing only a bath towel. Seeing Yi Zhengwei's gloating expression, she swung her fist at him, but as soon as she got onto the bed, she stepped on the bath towel and ended up naked on top of Yi Zhengwei.
"Ahem... Qing'er, you don't need to be in such a hurry..."
Song Qing hurriedly stepped forward to cover his mouth, only to see Yi Zhengwei looking at her with satisfaction. She was about to pull her hand back to cover herself when Yi Zhengwei pulled her into the quilt. Yi Zhengwei said in a low, husky voice, "If you don't come in now, you'll catch a cold."
"But I feel so hot," Song Qing struggled uneasily, burying her face in his chest and muffled her voice.
"It'll get even hotter later..." Yi Zhengwei turned off the main light, leaving only a faint light from the bedside table, his voice already mumbled incoherently.
"Qing'er, you seem to have gained a little weight recently..." He caressed her entire body with affection, and kisses followed. He felt the alluring heat beneath him and thought that he seemed to be becoming more and more fascinated by Song Qing's body lately, especially her angry look, which was so lively and cute.
"Hmm, Zhengwei, I think there was a phone call just now..."
Yi Zhengwei bit Song Qing hard, with a hint of punishment in his words. Song Qing stopped talking as soon as he felt the pain.
The night is thick.
Whether they say it's for the children, for responsibility, or for the new project, at this moment, they are sincere.
Genuinely enjoy this moment, longing for and needing each other, temporarily forgetting the interests and realities surrounding them.
*
Early in the morning, Aunt Zhou came to knock on the door.
Yi Zhengwei put on his clothes and called out. Aunt Zhou took the key, opened the door, and came in. While tidying up, she said, "Master and mother-in-law are already waiting downstairs. They said they're going to play ball at Tangquan. Hurry up and come down, breakfast is getting cold."
Song Qing was still fast asleep, with only her smooth forehead and black hair showing outside the blanket, clearly unwilling to be woken up.
Yi Zhengwei leaned closer and gently pinched her nose. "Qing'er, Qing'er, wake up."
She frowned, turned over, and went back to sleep. When Aunt Zhou came out after tidying up the bathroom, she saw that Song Qing was still not up and asked in surprise, "Young Master, didn't I tell you to keep an eye on her and not let her work too late?"
"Let her sleep. Don't go today," Yi Zhengwei said, getting up and hurrying downstairs.
"Then you should talk to the master. He said that exercising in the morning is good for your health..."
Yi Zhengwei was no longer listening to her; she had already disappeared.
At this moment, Song Qing was also woken up. Still half asleep, she roughly knew what was going on, so she struggled to get up and wash. Aunt Zhou assumed that Song Qing was upset about being forced to get up, so she didn't say anything and began to neatly make the bed. She still preferred to take care of Yi Mantian and Yi Zhengwei's room.
When Song Qing came downstairs, Yi Zhengwei had almost finished eating. Yi Mantian and Madam Song were chatting happily. She went to the dining table and faced Yi Zhengwei, who smiled at her with a slight twitch of his eyebrows.
Song Qing thought to himself, he really put in a lot of effort last night for the twins.
But did no doctor tell him that this was just wishful thinking?
Today, Yi Zhengwei was driving, and she and Madam Song sat in the back seat. Watching Yi Zhengwei's back, she suddenly felt a deep sense of emotion. This man, it seemed, indulged her, which was why she could make all sorts of excessive demands. Although her father-in-law was a bit strict with others, his demands on her weren't high, and she should be accommodating.
Yi Zhengwei also saw Song Qing's thoughtful expression in the rearview mirror, and slowly a smile appeared on his face. He drove the car more smoothly, just like his relaxed and smooth mood.
"My daughter has always been a worry-free child. Seeing this young couple has truly put my mind at ease," Mrs. Song remarked.
“Mother-in-law, you are blessed. Your second daughter has also married well,” Yi Mantian said with a smile.
Song Qing turned her face away to look out the window and closed her eyes to rest.
"They bicker occasionally, but their relationship is still good. It's mainly because Xunan is too busy. Actually, he's not as good as Qing'er and Zhengwei. They can talk about both business and personal matters together."
“Mother-in-law, please don’t think I’m being nosy, but it’s best for a husband and wife not to be too distant. Your second daughter is intelligent, and she brought shares with her when she married into the family. Why not let her work at the company too? Actually, your son-in-law wouldn’t want her to be overworked. It would be good to strengthen your relationship. Men should always keep an eye on things.” Yi Mantian said these words seemingly unintentionally, but in reality, he had ulterior motives.
Madam Song listened attentively and nodded repeatedly, "That's right. She's quite bored staying at home every day. Because of some unpleasant things that happened in the past, she rarely comes home to keep me company. Sigh, my dear in-law, you see things very clearly."
Yi Zhengwei smiled wryly.
The clever Song Qing knew exactly what Yi Mantian was thinking. She and Yan Xunan still had their reservations, and the fact that they were spending so much time together lately told her that Yi Mantian wouldn't be idle. Naturally, his ostensible invitation to Madam Song was actually a ploy to kill two birds with one stone. If Song Ning really went to Weisheng, wouldn't she keep a close eye on Yan Xunan? What a cunning old fox!
After having lunch together, Song Qing said she had to go to Kangqiao. The first batch of new products was about to be shipped, and she was worried about it. Moreover, the workers had been working too hard lately, and the leaders of various departments had been staying at the factory day and night, which was not easy. She felt she had to go and comfort them.
"Zhengwei, if you're free today, take Xiaoqing there."
Yi Zhengwei glanced at Song Qing, then dialed Lili's number to ask if she had any important plans for the day.
Yi Mantian snatched the phone and said in a strong voice, "Decline all the unnecessary ones!"
With that said, it's obviously alright.
Yi Zhengwei shrugged at Song Qing, who smiled and stood up. "Alright then, Dad." He then turned to Madam Song and said, "Mom, I have a business dinner tonight and won't be back. You should go to bed early."