51: Chapter 51: There is nothing underneath the pajamas

Song Yuan was silent for a few seconds, staring at his phone screen. He didn't expect Lin Xueyao, after failing to pester him, would turn to this method to bind him.

He wouldn't fall for it again.

“Then please tell her I’m running and don’t have time to go over.”

“No… how can you be so cold? Your girlfriend fainted on the street, and you don’t care?”

“She is not my girlfriend.”

Song Yuan hung up the phone immediately after saying that.

On the other end, Lin Xueyao heard every word Song Yuan said clearly.

She never thought there would be a day when she fainted on the street, and Song Yuan would be able to ignore her completely.

Did he really not care about her life or death anymore? What did three years of feelings mean to him?

Lin Xueyao begged a passerby to call him again, and the passerby agreed. The call connected, and the passerby asked Mr. Song, following Lin Xueyao’s earlier words,

“Mr. Song, this girl’s situation is very dangerous right now and she needs to go to the hospital. Do you really think running is more important than her?”

Mr. Song’s tone was a little impatient,

“You could call an ambulance for her instead of calling me. Doctors are more reliable than I am.”

This time, Lin Xueyao hung up the phone herself, completely giving up hope.

When Qiao Xi took her home, she was even more agitated than Lin Xueyao.

“Yaoyao, don’t fantasize about getting back together anymore. Song Yuan isn’t worth it! He knows you fainted and still doesn’t care about you. What do you want a man like that for?

We girls look for a partner to rely on, not to serve! Do you still want to serve him every day and live according to his mood?”

Lin Xueyao ate a few bites of porridge. Her stomach was empty, but she had no appetite at all and couldn't eat anything.

She remembered the sweet and sour pork ribs Mr. Song often made for her, her favorite dish, but it seemed she had forever lost the right to eat that dish.

“Qiao Xi, stop trying to persuade me. I want to win him back. I’m not reconciled!”

“What good is your unwillingness? He doesn’t even care about your life or death. Do you think a man like that loves you? His attitude towards you during those three years you were together was also faked.

He never loved you; he just wanted to sleep with you! Think about it, did he get tired of sleeping with you for three years and then find someone else? He’s a scumbag!”

Lin Xueyao had finally stopped crying, but Qiao Xi’s words stirred her emotions violently, and her eyes swelled red.

Soon, she threw up the few bites of porridge she had just eaten, and slumped weakly in front of the toilet, as if her spirit had been drained, leaving only an empty shell.

She couldn't express how distressed she felt to her best friend; only she knew the pain of anxiety and torment.

Meanwhile, Mr. Song returned home after his night run.

He worked in the study for a while, helping her set up a firewall, then returned to the bedroom after showering. Gu Shiyu heard a slight movement and opened her hazy, sleepy eyes.

“Husband, you’re back?”

Mr. Song got into bed, pulled her into his arms, and his large hand reached under her clothes, searching for that soft spot.

“What did you just call me?”

This was the first time he had heard her call him “husband” so formally from her lips, and Mr. Song found it pleasant.

“Can you say it again?”

Gu Shiyu leaned against his chest and said again,

“Husband, what time is it?”

Mr. Song checked his phone; it was already past midnight.

“Shiyu, it’s past midnight, so it’s already the next day. Can we… do it?”

Gu Shiyu reacted for a few seconds, her sleepiness completely driven away.

“Song Yuan, you… can you put something proper in your head?”

Mr. Song’s large hand became even more audacious. He had originally planned to just lie down and sleep, but she called him husband.

“You just teased me…”

Gu Shiyu looked up and glared at him,

“I’m innocent! I didn’t even move!”

Gu Shiyu was wearing a drawstring nightgown today, and she was bare underneath, which made things convenient for him.

Mr. Song easily untied the drawstring and lowered his face to kiss her.

Gu Shiyu’s body was very sensitive, and he quickly aroused her.

Mr. Song liked to see her expression when she was aroused; it was very pleasing to the eye, so he turned on the light.

“Let me see if it’s still swollen there.”

He lifted the blanket. Gu Shiyu put one foot on his chest.

“Song Yuan, if you move around again…”

“I’ll fire you!”

She almost blurted out what she often said at the company.

He chuckled softly,

“Shiyu, it’s fine now. I’ll be gentle…”

“Hurry up!”

“I can’t.”

Mr. Song kissed Gu Shiyu’s lips, blocking any unnecessary words back into her throat.

The room was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere, with only heavy and light breaths remaining.

…

The next day, Mr. Song arrived at the company. In the lobby, a group of people were gathered, making a commotion. When they saw him enter, several colleagues stood near the side.

Mr. Song saw Wang Jincai sitting among them.

Wang Jincai came today with the intention of burning bridges. His position as Deputy General Manager of the Technology Department had been hollowed out, and his superiors kept pressuring him. As a lone commander, he couldn't push any work forward.

He had no other choice but to come and demand his people back from Mr. Song.

But Mr. Song hadn't arrived yet, and those few who had come from under his wing showed him no respect at all, even mocking him.

When Wang Jincai saw Mr. Song enter, he was furious.

“Well, Mr. Song, you still dare to show your face?”

Mr. Song put down his laptop bag, leisurely poured a glass of water, and drank it.

“Why can’t I show my face, Mr. Wang? Please enlighten me.”

Wang Jincai wanted to hit him, but considering it was Mr. Song’s territory now and he wouldn’t gain anything, he could only endure it.

“You misused public funds. Filing a lawsuit is too slow, so I’ve already reported it to the police on behalf of the company. And if that wasn’t enough, you dared to poach my team! Your misconduct will get you blacklisted by HRs across the entire industry. Any major company’s HR department doing a background check will block you at the door.

Your career has peaked.”

Mr. Song chuckled softly,

“Sorry, I don’t plan on working for anyone else. If Mr. Wang needs to, apologize to my brothers, and I might consider keeping a position for you.”

Wang Jincai was so angry that his back molars almost shattered. Look at his tone!

A mere director who used to work under him, talking as if he was above the heavens, even looking down on major Internet companies, and demanding an apology from him.

Wang Jincai decided not to waste any more time with him.

“Song Yuan, your small startup needs funding, right? You’ve already offended the CEO of Tianyu Company. Do you think you’ll have any hope at the Internet Conference? You won’t even be able to get through the door of the Internet Conference!

Just wait, the police will be here soon! You should start thinking about whether you need to learn how to use a sewing machine in advance, so you don’t get beaten up by the big brothers inside if you don’t know how to use it when you get in.

Your wife even bought an LV bag with the company card, and I’ve kept all the evidence!”

Mr. Song found it amusing.

“My wife?”

This fat Wang wouldn’t still be unaware that he had broken up with Lin Xueyao a long time ago, would he?

As they spoke, a police car drove into the courtyard.

Two officers in uniform walked in and asked,

“Who called the police?”

Wang Jincai stood up and raised his hand.

“Officers, I did! It’s him who spent two hundred thousand yuan from the company’s account. I can provide all the evidence.”

Wang Jincai finished speaking and looked at Mr. Song with a triumphant gaze.