Free Web NovelChapter 564: Chapter 562: Enviable Love
Song Nuan directly kicked Fu Jingsheng’s calf, pulling Lu Yan along as she left.
As for what the three of them discussed inside, no one knew.
...
In the morning, the sunlight was perfect.
Song Family.
Song Yi and Tang Si were getting ready to go out.
Tang Si said, "Bring an extra coat, it might be a bit cold by the Yangtze River."
"Okay." Song Yi took the coat, and the two headed towards the new villa.
Tang Si was the one driving.
Song Yi felt that since he came back from Fu Jingsheng, his spirits had indeed improved a lot.
"What kind of medicine did he give you? It’s quite effective."
"Not sure." Tang Si smiled: "Even if we ask, we wouldn’t understand what effects the medicine has."
"Ask him what he wants someday, we should thank him."
"Mm." Tang Si drove with one hand, the other reached over to feel her hand, checking the temperature, and gently asked: "Are you cold? Should I turn the air conditioning up a bit?"
Song Yi smiled and shook her head: "This is fine, if it’s too high, the car might get stuffy, I’m not cold."
"Your hands are quite cold." Tang Si lazily: "There’s hot water, help yourself, warm yourself up."
During pregnancy, catching a cold and taking cold medicine is bad for the body.
"Mm, I know."
He can prepare everything for her.
Tang Si was at home, besides reading, he actually didn’t have much to do, so this time he went to the villa to check on the renovations.
The inside of the villa was already renovated, now it’s just a matter of seeing what furniture is needed.
In approximately a month or two after the new year, they can move in.
It could even be their new marriage house.
The car soon stopped in front of the villa.
The color scheme inside is quite simple, with a minimalist black, white, and gray theme.
Song Yi also likes this design; it’s not flashy and not complicated.
Tang Si looked at Song Yi and said, "Check what kind of furniture we need, let me know, I’ll make a list and have someone buy it."
"Mm." Song Yi lowered her gaze, holding a notebook as Tang Si held a tape measure, measuring the width and length inside to see what kind of furniture would fit.
He spoke, and she noted it down.
They completed all this by themselves, and it was about ten o’clock when they finished.
"Do we want to check the furniture store later, or grab lunch first?" Song Yi asked Tang Si.
"Let’s eat first, it’s almost noon. Checking the furniture store isn’t urgent, we can look online first and then visit the physical store later."
"Not tired?" Tang Si touched her head.
"Not tired."
"I’m not as delicate as you think."
Tang Si chuckled lightly: "Whether I think so or not, you are very delicate."
"Let’s go eat."
"Alright." Song Yi wrapped her arm around Tang Si’s, and they walked out of the villa together.
Song Yi glanced back once, this will be their home in the future.
They have a home.
This feeling is incredibly wonderful, indescribable in words.
The villa’s garden is quite large.
It’s perfect for raising Haha, and they can consider having a cat later.
"I want to grow some flowers in the garden." Song Yi suddenly said.
"Sure, you can plant whatever you want."
Song Yi laughed heartily and got into the car with Tang Si, buckled up, and her smile was like a blooming flower: "Can I plant many money trees too?"
This statement instantly transported them to that hot summer, that passionate and conflicting first meeting.
Tang Si chuckled, looking at her: "Back then, you wanted me to be your money tree, so you want to plant me?"
"Ah." Song Yi nodded: "Plant a Tang Si in spring, next year there will grow many Tang Sis."
She tilted her head, looking at the man: "Really?"
"No."
"I hope there won’t be another Tang Si in this world." That would be too painful.
Tang Si turned the car around, lazily speaking with a hint of mischief, his eyes on her: "But you do have Tang Si’s seed in your belly."
Song Yi: "..."
Tang Si turned his head, smiling fully as he looked at her: "You can choose to plant many of my seeds."
"..." Song Yi didn’t know how to respond for a moment to this old rogue’s words.
"But I won’t let your wish come true." Tang Si laughed lightly: "I think one is enough."
Pregnancy is too exhausting.
Song Yi is a little pampered child, she shouldn’t endure such hardships one after another.
Tang Si looked at her: "Do you really want me to be your money tree and work at your company, becoming an artist?"
"No." Song Yi said: "If you debut, you’ll become many girls’ husband, you can only be mine alone."
Song Yi seriously said: "Let’s plant many plum trees, and in winter next year, when it snows, the plum blossoms will be in bloom, it must be beautiful."
"Alright."
Song Yi smiled sweetly at his profile: "You have to watch with me, with our baby, at that time the baby will be born."
The man replied in a deep, mellow voice: "Okay." If there’s a chance.
If there’s no chance, then he can have his ashes scattered in the garden.
No need for a tombstone.
...
March, the spring breeze blows warmly, the city is full of vitality.
The house is renovated, and all the furniture is done.
Soon they can move in.
Fu Jingsheng also informed Tang Si that he had reached an agreement with the lady that the herbs could be used.
He spoke with Chu Ju, about Chu Ju’s mother’s health, he can treat her.
There’s no need for that particular herb.
Initially, Chu Ju disagreed because she had a doctor she thought was better than Fu Jingsheng.
The result—
That famous doctor was Fu Jingsheng himself.
Chu Ju felt she had never been so speechless in her life.
But since it was him, there was only one choice to make.
Tang Si had no objections to this and had met with Chu Ju.
When Chu Ju first met Tang Si, he was accompanied by a gentle and charming beautiful woman.
The beauty was pregnant, her belly slightly rounded, sitting beside the man.
She was dignified and graceful, her hair down, uninvolved in their conversation, quietly listening throughout.
The man was careful about everything concerning her, prioritizing her for food and drink.
Chu Ju only remembered that the delicate-looking beauty said this: "Don’t mind me, I can do it myself."
Her voice was pleasant, gentle and soft with a clear and pure tone, like a stream washing over the heart.
Then she saw this distant and cool man gently touch the beauty’s head, saying to her tenderly: "Be obedient, my dear, who else would I care for if not you?"
The beauty didn’t say anything more.
A very enviable love.
When leaving, the beauty pulled her, pregnant, bowing in front of her, softly and tenderly telling her: "Thank you, Jingsheng for saving his brother-in-law, he’s young, and he acted thoughtlessly, snatching your medicine. I can’t ask you not to hold it against him, I can’t ask you to forgive him."
"But thank you for being willing to share the medicine."
The beauty handed her a business card, saying: "This is my card, my husband is saved, thanks to your contribution and kindness. If you need my help in the future, feel free to call me."
"Although I don’t know if I can help, I’ll do my best."
Chu Ju took the card and saw the name on it.
Chairman of Night Entertainment—Song Yi.
She was a bit surprised, she looked quite young.
Night Entertainment was actually founded by her.
After Song Yi left.
Chu Ju realized that the person Fu Jingsheng cared for above all was Song Yi.
Such a woman.
Their love she didn’t know the details about, but watching them filled her heart with envy.
Such matters, Tang Si naturally wouldn’t personally thank her; it’s not suitable between a man and a woman.
But Song Yi completed this act of gratitude for her husband.
Leaving a lasting feeling of warmth.
Initially, when she first met Tang Si, she thought he was just a polite and clear-minded man.
Seeing him with Song Yi later, she realized his tenderness was reserved for only one person.
Song Nuan kicked Fu Jingsheng’s shin and dragged Lu Yan out.
As for what the three of them discussed inside, no one knows.
...
Morning, the sunlight was just right.
Song Family.
Song Yi and Tang Si were getting ready to go out.
Tang Si said, "Bring an extra piece of clothing; it might be a bit cold by the Yangtze River."
"Okay." Song Yi grabbed a piece of clothing, and the two headed towards the new villa.
Tang Si was driving.
Song Yi felt that after returning from Fu Jingsheng, Tang Si’s mental state had indeed improved a lot.
"What kind of medicine did he give you? It seems quite effective."
"Not really sure." Tang Si smiled, "Even if we asked, we wouldn’t understand what the medicine does."
"Ask her someday what she wants; we must thank him."
"Hmm." Tang Si drove with one hand and touched her hand with the other, checking its temperature, and gently asked, "Are you cold? Should I turn the air conditioner up a bit?"
Song Yi smiled and shook her head, "It’s fine like this; if it’s too high, it’ll get stuffy in the car—I’m not cold."
"Your hands are pretty cold." Tang Si lazily said, "Get yourself some hot water to drink, warm up your body."
Being pregnant and catching a cold can be bad for you if you take medication.
"Hmm, I know."
He’s ready to prepare everything for her.
At home, besides reading books, Tang Si had nothing much to do, so this time he was going to check the renovation on the villa’s side.
The villa was already renovated, and now they were going to see what furniture was needed.
By then, they could move in within a month or two.
It could become their marital home.
The car quickly stopped in front of the villa.
The color scheme inside was quite simple, black, white, and gray in a minimalist style.
Song Yi also liked this kind of design, without being flashy or complicated.
Tang Si looked at Song Yi and said, "Look at what kind of furniture we need to buy and tell me, I’ll make a list and have someone get it."
"Mm." Song Yi lowered her eyes, holding a notebook, while Tang Si held a measuring tape, measuring the width and length of the rooms to see what furniture would fit.
He spoke, and she noted it down.
They completed the tasks themselves, and it was roughly past ten o’clock.
"Do you want to visit the furniture store or have lunch first?" Song Yi looked at Tang Si and asked.
"Let’s have lunch first; it’s almost noon. The furniture store isn’t urgent—we can check online first and then visit the physical store."
"Aren’t you tired?" Tang Si touched her head.
"I’m not tired."
"I’m not as delicate as you think."
Tang Si laughed lightly, "Whether I think so or not, you’re very delicate."
"Let’s go, eat."
"Okay." Song Yi held Tang Si’s arm, and the two of them walked out of the villa together.
Song Yi glanced back; this would be their home in the future.
A home was a wonderful feeling, indescribable with words.
The villa’s yard was quite large.
Raising Haha would be perfect, and they might consider getting a cat.
"I want to plant some flowers in the yard," Song Yi suddenly said.
"Sure, you can plant whatever you want."
Song Yi laughed heartily, got into the car with Tang Si, and buckled up with a radiant smile, "Can I plant many money trees?"
With that sentence, they were instantly brought back to that hot summer day, the warm yet conflicted first meeting.
Tang Si lightly chuckled and looked at her, "Back then, you wanted me to be your money tree, so you want to plant me?"
"Ah." Song Yi nodded, "Plant a Tang Si in the spring, and grow many Tang Sis the following year."
She tilted her head, looking at the man, "Will it?"
"No."
"I don’t want to see another Tang Si in this world—that would be too painful."
Tang Si turned the steering wheel with one hand, speaking lazily with a hint of mischief, gazing at her, "But you indeed have Tang Si’s seed in your belly."
Song Yi: "..."
Tang Si turned his head, smiled at her, "You can choose to plant a lot of my seeds."
"..." For a moment, Song Yi didn’t know how to respond to this rascal’s words.
"But I won’t fulfill your wish." Tang Si laughed lightly, "I think having one is enough."
Pregnancy is too exhausting.
Song Yi is petite and delicate and can’t keep enduring this hardship repeatedly.
Tang Si looked at her, "Do you really want me to be your money tree and work at your company as an artist?"
"No." Song Yi said, "If you debut like that, you’ll become the husband of countless girls; you can only be my husband."
Song Yi seriously said, "Let’s plant many plum blossoms in the yard, so when it snows next winter, the plum blossoms will bloom; it’ll be beautiful."
"Okay."
Song Yi smiled at his profile, "You have to watch it with me, and with our baby—that time, our baby will be born."
The man spoke with a low, mellow voice, "Okay." If there is that opportunity.
If there isn’t, then we can scatter his ashes in the yard.
No need for a tombstone.
...
In March, the spring breeze blew warmly, and the city was full of vitality.
The house was finished, and all the furniture was ready.
They could move in then.
Fu Jingsheng also informed Tang Si that he had reached an agreement with that lady on the use of the medication.
He talked with Chu Ju, and Chu Ju’s mother’s condition, he could treat it.
No need for that specific medicine.
Originally, Chu Ju disagreed because she believed she had a better doctor than Fu Jingsheng.
The result—
That renowned doctor was Fu Jingsheng himself.
Chu Ju felt she had never been so speechless in her life.
But since it’s him, there’s only this one option.
Tang Si had no objections and had met Chu Ju.
When Chu Ju first met Tang Si, he had a gentle, charming beauty by his side.
The beauty was pregnant, her belly slightly swollen, sitting beside the man.
Elegant and dignified, her hair cascading down, she never intervened in their conversation, remaining silent throughout.
The man was careful in every detail for her; even dining and drinking water prioritized her.
Chu Ju only remembered the gentle beauty saying one sentence: "Don’t worry about me; I can manage."
Her voice was pleasant, cozily blended with a soft, clear tone, flowing like a creek, soothing the soul.
Then she saw the man, who seemed aloof but tender, gently touch the beauty’s head and say softly, "Be obedient, dear ancestor; if I don’t care for you, who would I care for?"
The beauty remained silent then.
A very enviable love.
When it was time to leave, the beauty held her, pregnant as she was, bowed in front of her, softly and gently speaking to her: "Thank you, Jingsheng, for saving his brother-in-law. He is young and naive and took your medicine—no reason for you to let go of it and forgive him."
"But thank you for being willing to give up the medicine."
The beauty handed her a business card, saying, "This is my card. My husband’s survival includes your contribution and kindness. If there’s anything you need help with someday, you can call me."
"Though I don’t know if I can help, I will do my best."
Chu Ju accepted the card and saw the name on it.
Chairwoman of Night Entertainment—Song Yi.
She was somewhat surprised; she looked quite young.
Night Entertainment was actually run by her.
After Song Yi left.
Chu Ju learned that the person Fu Jingsheng cared for and would do anything for was Song Yi.
Such a woman.
She didn’t know the process of love between the two, but just watching them was enough to stir envy.
This is something Tang Si definitely wouldn’t personally thank her for; it wouldn’t be right considering the gender differences.
But Song Yi completed this gesture on behalf of her husband.
Leaving a lasting impression of warmth in people’s hearts.
When they initially met, she thought Tang Si was just a polite and aloof man.
Watching him with Song Yi, she realized his gentleness was reserved for just one person.
