TSBIR Chapter 38
by VolareOn the way, Xiao Qi didn’t notice any marks on Shen Xingyang until Shen Xingyang sat down and started working. Only then did Xiao Qi discover the bluish-purple marks on Shen Xingyang’s neck.
“A-Yang, you, you, you… you didn’t make up with Yin Yan, did you?”
Shen Xingyang covered the marks on his neck. He was clearly wearing high-necked clothes, how could they still be seen?
“No, my boyfriend did it, Song Yichen.”
As Shen Xingyang spoke, he took out a band-aid from the drawer and began to cover the marks while looking in the mirror.
Xiao Qi breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.
“It’s good it’s not Yin Yan… Wait, who did you just say?”
Xiao Qi had just finished speaking when he recalled the name halfway through, and looked at Shen Xingyang in shock.
“Song Yichen.”
Shen Xingyang knew that Xiao Qi would definitely be surprised; it was right not to tell him before.
“You’re crazy! The heir to the Song family, he’s much harder to shake off than Yin Yan.”
Song Yichen, a figure he could only hear about in the news, had abilities on par with Shen Jinjue and Gu Jingxuan.
The famous bachelors in Mu City, the people who wanted to marry Song Yichen and Shen Jinjue, could probably circle Mu City twice.
And Shen Xingyang got him? Really? That’s so surreal.
Shen Xingyang frowned, his face stiffened, and he looked at Xiao Qi speechlessly.
“A-Qi, can’t you think something good about me? Song Yichen and I are doing great, why would I want to break up with him?”
He didn’t expect Xiao Qi’s thought process to be like this, that the first thing he thought of was the two of them separating. Sure enough!
People who haven’t been in love just don’t understand.
“Isn’t this because I saw Yin Yan constantly pestering you that I thought of these things? A-Yang, tell me quickly, what’s it like dating the future heir of the Song family?”
Xiao Qi seemed very excited, wondering what it would be like to be in love with someone so powerful.
Back then, when Gu Jingxuan had a relationship, it caused a sensation in the entire Mu City. How come Song Yichen’s relationship is so quiet? Shouldn’t he give Shen Xingyang a title?
Shen Xingyang thought for a while, and finally slowly said, “He’s pretty good.”
“I didn’t ask you what he’s like, I asked you how you feel. What does it feel like? Happy or unhappy? Is he the domineering type or the gentle type? I heard Song Yichen has a bad temper, is that true?”
The internet says that the people with the most attention in Mu City are none other than the head of the Gu family, Gu Jingxuan, the heir of the Shen family, Shen Jinjue, and the heir of the Song family, Song Yichen.
If there’s anything these three have in common, it’s that they all have bad tempers and are not to be trifled with. But they’re rich, handsome, and powerful, and their private lives are clean. So what if their tempers are a little bad?
“What does it feel like? I just think he’s pretty good. Stop chatting, do I need to remind you, Secretary Xiao, that there are still two minutes until work starts?”
Shen Xingyang looked at the time and looked at Xiao Qi with a threatening tone.
Xiao Qi said “no fun” in disgust and left the office to go to work.
Shen Xingyang smiled helplessly and continued working.
Today, Song Yichen went to City S, supposedly for a lecture or something, so Shen Xingyang could only be alone today.
As soon as he returned to the room and sat down, Song Yichen’s video call came. He should be at the hotel, judging by the facilities.
“Shen Xingyang, I miss you so much.”
Song Yichen didn’t say anything else, he just said this as soon as he saw that Shen Xingyang had answered the call.
Shen Xingyang lay on the table, brought the phone closer, and whispered, “I miss you too.”
“Really? Let me see how much you miss me.”
Song Yichen leaned close to the phone, his voice a little hoarse.
“Song Yichen, can you stop flirting?”
Song Yichen always uses this very flirtatious tone to say some very normal things, which always makes Shen Xingyang unable to resist.
Song Yichen let out bursts of laughter, looking at Shen Xingyang, his eyes almost dripping with affection.
“Shen Xingyang, wait for me to come back.”
“When are you coming back?”
Shen Xingyang frowned and asked a little unhappily, not knowing how long Song Yichen would be gone this time. Without Song Yichen, the Song Manor seemed devoid of warmth.
“About three days, I’ll come back to see you as soon as possible.”
“Don’t mess around with other people outside, or I’ll punish you.”
After Song Yichen finished speaking, he suddenly thought of something and added another sentence.
The originally gentle Shen Xingyang was so angry that his face changed color: “Song Yichen, what nonsense are you talking about? I don’t know who it is, but the people who want to marry you could line up from the Song Manor to the Shen Manor.”
Shen Xingyang was innocent, when did he mess around with other people? He has nothing but work all day long.
On the other hand, Song Yichen is always surrounded by attention wherever he goes.
“Who told you such nonsense? You don’t listen to the good stuff, you listen to these baseless things. Why don’t you listen to how I’m the most self-disciplined person in Mu City?”
Song Yichen didn’t think there was anything before, but now that he’s with Shen Xingyang, he feels incredibly lucky that he’s been so self-disciplined. Unlike Gu Ze, who has a ton of romantic debts.
Shen Xingyang couldn’t stop laughing when he heard this. Sure enough, Song Yichen is incredibly confident in every field.
“Spare me, Song Yichen, you’re almost too wild, and you’re still saying these things.”
“Is that what you call wild? Then you haven’t seen anything more outrageous.”
Song Yichen continued before Shen Xingyang could speak.
“Shen Xingyang, what should I do? I don’t want to hold back anymore, but I’m afraid of scaring you!”
Song Yichen looked wronged when he said this, as if he had really endured too much. He thought Shen Xingyang would not want to talk to him because of these words.
Who knew that Shen Xingyang would lean closer to the phone again and say in a very soft voice, “Then don’t hold back.”
Song Yichen was stunned for a while, and after realizing what Shen Xingyang was saying, he looked at him and said, “Do you know what you’re saying? I won’t stop even if you cry!”
Song Yichen couldn’t wait to return to Mu City immediately to tell Shen Xingyang the consequences of saying such things.
Perhaps his heart is a bit dirty, but he always feels that every normal behavior of Shen Xingyang is so attractive to him.
“But you said before that I can’t do strenuous exercise, does that still count?”
Shen Xingyang suddenly thought of something and asked Song Yichen very seriously.
Song Yichen answered Shen Xingyang without blushing or skipping a beat, without any psychological pressure.
“How could that be the same? I’m a doctor, don’t you believe me?”
In fact, Shen Xingyang can do it, just be careful enough.
Of course, he would definitely not tell Shen Xingyang, who was still dating Yin Yan at the time.
Thinking about it so carefully now, perhaps he liked Shen Xingyang very early on. The first time they met, his curiosity about him, and the sense of mystery that Shen Xingyang brought him, was something he had never experienced before.
That’s why he called Shen Jinjue, asked Shen Xingyang to live in the Song Manor, and gave Shen Xingyang a medical wristband.
At first, he said Shen Xingyang was scheming, but he was the most scheming. Knowing that Shen Xingyang was about to be discharged from the hospital, he used the wristband to keep him, and knowing that he was in a relationship, he used Shen Jinjue to get him to move into the Song Manor.
He is the truly scheming one, calculating everything. Thinking about it this way, perhaps he had some other feelings for Shen Xingyang the first time they met.
“Song Yichen, how come I didn’t realize you liked to lie so much before?”
“This isn’t called lying, it’s called treating people differently, who told that person to be you?”
The two didn’t know how long they talked on the phone. Shen Xingyang fell asleep while talking. Song Yichen quietly looked at Shen Xingyang for a long time, kissed Shen Xingyang’s forehead in the screen, and reluctantly hung up the phone.