123: Chapter 123 Allergies

Song Yuan found these words jarring.

He casually shifted his foot to the side, his leather shoe's heel landing right on Ji Sheng's toes. He pressed down hard, grinding it in...

Ji Sheng cried out in pain,

"You, you stepped on me! Damn it, my foot!"

Song Yuan didn't move his foot; instead, he ground it in even harder. How dare he try to frame his wife? He needed a lesson.

Li Mingqi flattered Ji Sheng,

"Young Master Ji, does Gu Shiyu really like you? She's walking towards you, and the way she looks at you is a bit different from how she looks at others!"

Ji Sheng pushed Song Yuan away, clutching his foot in pain. But seeing his goddess walking towards him, he maintained his composure, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.

"Of, of course. I'm Ji City's nephew, and very likely the Ji family's sole successor. Isn't it normal for women to like me?

I wouldn't even look at just any woman. Shiyu is beautiful, but she's a bit fierce. When she comes over to talk to me, I'll have to consider whether or not to even respond to her."

Li Mingqi nodded in agreement,

"Indeed, women should be obedient. Just being beautiful isn't enough; disobedient women are troublesome. I think you should string her along for a bit; otherwise, she'll think you'll accept just any woman!"

Song Yuan scoffed,

"You really think you're the Ji family's successor? Stop dreaming. President Ji wouldn't choose you even if he chose Ji Li. I could see through you in five minutes. Do you think President Ji wouldn't know?

Someone like you..."

Song Yuan looked at Ji Sheng with disdain,

"You're not even worthy of polishing Shiyu's shoes!"

Just a naive fool, yet he dared to covet his wife.

Li Mingqi, who had finally managed to get close to Ji Sheng, flattered him profusely and took every opportunity to put Song Yuan down.

"Song Yuan, don't be stubborn. Remember to honor the bet we made earlier."

Song Yuan chuckled,

"You also shouldn't forget what you promised. When you streak later, I can take pictures for you for free."

As they spoke, Shiyu walked over in high heels.

Ji Sheng stared at her, his eyes wide. He waited for Shiyu to say something to him.

But Shiyu walked over, didn't even glance at Ji Sheng, and directly linked her arm through Song Yuan's.

"Husband, is my phone with you?"

Song Yuan returned her phone, his gaze casually flicking towards Li Mingqi.

Li Mingqi froze on the spot, his face turning a purplish-red.

He couldn't have imagined that Song Yuan, that seemingly ordinary loser, actually had connections. He was actually married to Shiyu, the female devil everyone in the circle feared.

He had just heard Shiyu call Song Yuan 'husband'.

That 'husband' was called out so gently and sweetly, not at all like the rumors. She wasn't a female devil at all.

Or perhaps, the female devil only showed that side to people she disliked; in front of her beloved, she was just an elegant and sweet little woman.

Li Mingqi was stunned. He had lost to Song Yuan again.

Song Yuan helped Shiyu tidy the stray hairs on her forehead.

"Shiyu, this is my former boss. Tell him what our relationship is!"

Shiyu's eyes tilted up as she looked at Li Mingqi and slowly said,

"Husband, I haven't met this boss of yours. You're so capable, why were you working at a small company before?"

Shiyu's 'husband' had already explained everything.

Song Yuan felt like laughing seeing Li Mingqi's discomfort. Tianyu Company was considered a medium-sized company in its industry, not as small as Shiyu made it sound.

But ordinary companies truly wouldn't catch the eye of a big shot like her, so it was reasonable for her to call it a small company.

Li Mingqi was too timid to speak now. He wondered if it was this female devil's doing that his company's stock had plummeted for over a week before!

Li Mingqi had originally snuck into Madam Ji's birthday banquet to network with some high-society friends, which would be beneficial for his business.

Now, he wanted to tuck his tail between his legs and run.

Song Yuan saw through his thoughts.

"Li Mingqi, you wouldn't try to escape when I'm not looking, would you?"

Li Mingqi suddenly became mute, pursing his lips without speaking. He couldn't stand Song Yuan, yet he couldn't do anything about him. This feeling was terrible.

Shiyu knew about the vicious things Li Mingqi had done to Song Yuan and found him utterly repulsive, feeling disgusted just looking at him.

"Husband, let's go to the front to cut the cake and share in the good fortune."

She pulled Song Yuan towards the front, leaving the two men behind them seething.

Ji Sheng only came to his senses after a long while.

"Did I hear that right? Shiyu is really his wife?"

Li Mingqi was completely in no mood to speak.

In front, Madam Ji personally cut the cake.

She spotted Song Yuan at once and handed him a freshly cut slice.

Song Yuan passed the cake to Shiyu. Madam Ji glanced at Shiyu, chuckled softly, and cut another slice for Song Yuan.

"Next time, bring your wife!"

Song Yuan smiled and nodded,

"Definitely!"

The two took their cake and made way for others. Song Yuan led Shiyu to a spot where they could talk comfortably and sat down.

Song Yuan quietly asked Shiyu,

"What's the deal with that jade ruyi?"

Shiyu had a large mouthful of cake. She swallowed before speaking,

"The jade ruyi was sent in your name. The gifts from the Gu Family are registered under Old Lady's name, so everyone has a share. Don't worry, it won't be impolite."

Song Yuan marveled at his wife's generosity. A gift worth tens of millions, just given away like that?

It was as easy as giving away cabbage.

She considered his reputation in everything, which touched Song Yuan deeply.

"Old Lady seemed to have just made an appearance and then left. Should we go check on her?"

"No need. That's Old Lady's personality; she doesn't like socializing. Making an appearance means the Gu Family's gift has arrived. For a Old Lady her age, people won't mind if she leaves early."

Song Yuan nodded. As long as she wasn't feeling unwell, it was fine.

As they chatted, the slice of cake in Song Yuan's hand had unknowingly disappeared into his stomach.

He and Shiyu chatted for a while longer. Someone came over with wine to greet Shiyu, and Shiyu generously introduced Song Yuan to them.

"This is my husband, Song Yuan."

Song Yuan also met many high-society individuals on this trip, all presidents, directors, and the like from various companies. Some who were interested in his game even exchanged contact information.

Song Yuan and Shiyu's marriage was officially made public.

The marriage of a group president affects the stock of all its subsidiaries; it's no trivial matter.

Song Yuan experienced a kind of security that women often talked about. At this moment, he truly felt that this woman was devoted to him, without any ulterior motives.

Song Yuan's thoughts drifted far away. Just then, Ji Qingxue walked over.

"Shiyu, there's a jewelry exhibition next weekend. Are you free to go?"

Shiyu thought for a moment. She had no plans next weekend.

"I can go take a look."

"Do we want to go together?"

"I'll call you then."

...

The two women chatted. Song Yuan felt an itch on his neck. He scratched a few times, and the itching intensified.

The scratched area turned red, a large patch, and upon closer inspection, a dense rash had appeared.

Ji Qingxue looked over and exclaimed,

"Brother Song Yuan, are you allergic?"

Song Yuan was startled. He had just eaten a piece of cake. Could it be?

"There wouldn't be pistachios in the cake, would there?"

Ji Qingxue froze.

"No way? To hit such a niche allergen... My mother and I are both allergic to pistachios, and yes, one layer of the cake did have pistachios.

Brother Song Yuan, you're the third person I've met who's allergic to pistachios.

Wait here, I'll ask my mother, she might have medicine with her!"