Volume One, Chapter 137: A Kiss

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“That’s actually understandable. Your Dirty Bun is only a construction worker, while you were born a wealthy heiress—and now you’re also an indispensable talent in the gaming division of Apocalypse Group.”

After Xie Liuzheng sobered up, Song Qingyu called her.

Xie Liuzheng had already thrown herself into work and was having her makeup done.

“He’s afraid you’ll find someone better and abandon him. That’s understandable too.” Song Qingyu sighed. “But I’ve told him countless times that I’ll never leave him.”

“Oh, men without a sense of security are even more frightening than women. Saying it isn’t enough. You have to do something practical so he can truly feel your love and understand that you can’t live without him.”

After taking Xie Liuzheng’s advice, Song Qingyu clung to Pei Jingmo every day, kissing and embracing him of her own accord.

Whenever Pei Jingmo finished cooking, she would blush and wheedle, “Jingmo, you’re amazing. What would I do without you?”

At times like that, Pei Jingmo would often scoop her up and make love to her, kissing her again and again. “You can’t possibly live without me.”

After several days, Song Qingyu was utterly exhausted. Fortunately, Pei Jingmo’s mood had finally improved somewhat.

Fu Linhan’s birthday arrived.

Song Qingyu had received a WeChat message from Fu Linhan long ago, insisting that she attend his birthday party.

Since she had met Fu Linhan through Pei Jingmo, Song Qingyu asked Pei Jingmo about it.

“Young Master Fu sent me a message too, but I have to go on a business trip with my boss that day. I’m afraid I won’t be able to make it. Qingqing, you’ll have to attend in my place and bring him a gift.”

Fu Linhan had helped them many times before. It would not be appropriate for neither of them to attend, so Song Qingyu nodded. “All right.”

Pei Jingmo kissed her forehead. “If I get back early, I’ll hurry over.”

“Mm.”

Xie Liuzheng had also received a message from Fu Linhan, but she was unable to come because she was filming, so she asked Song Qingyu to bring a gift for her as well.

In previous years, Fu Linhan had held his birthday party either on a cruise ship or on an island.

This year, for reasons unknown, he had chosen an outdoor venue.

Holding a party outdoors in winter depended greatly on the weather.

Fortunately, the sky was clear, and the warm sunlight poured down over everyone, making them feel wonderfully comfortable.

The venue was filled with Fu Linhan’s favorite roses. He wore a white suit with a swallow brooch, looking dazzlingly handsome.

“Happy birthday, Young Master Fu.”

Song Qingyu handed the gifts to Fu Linhan. “This one is from me, this one is from Jingmo, and this one is from Liuzheng.”

Fu Linhan accepted them with a smile. “Thank you, Qingyu.”

“Who’s that woman? What does she mean by giving him three birthday gifts? Is she showing off how rich and special she is?”

“The important thing is that Young Master Fu accepted all three gifts himself. In previous years, he only personally accepted gifts from Young Master Bai and the Crown Prince. Who does she think she is?”

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“Linhan~”

At that moment, a woman in a long white dress walked over. She had chestnut-brown hair falling in large waves and possessed an elegant, gentle beauty.

“Look, Xiang Xinlei is here. Now that is Young Master Fu’s true love.”

With a radiant smile, Xiang Xinlei approached Fu Linhan and Song Qingyu. “Linhan, who is this? Aren’t you going to introduce us?”

“Oh, this is my good friend Pei Jingmo’s wife, Song Qingyu. Qingyu, this is my goddess, Xiang Xinlei.”

Even though Song Qingyu did not follow celebrities, she knew who Xiang Xinlei was.

Xiang Xinlei had begun her career as a child star. At eleven, she won her first Golden Rooster Award, and at twelve, she won a Golden Horse Award. After claiming nearly every major award in the country, she had gone abroad and won numerous international prizes.

Xie Liuzheng shouted every day about wanting to become someone like Xiang Xinlei.

For some reason, however, Xiang Xinlei had suddenly returned home to continue her career.

“Hello, Miss Xiang.”

As soon as Xiang Xinlei heard that Song Qingyu was another man’s wife, the smile at the corners of her lips deepened. “Hello, Miss Song.”

After glancing around, Xiang Xinlei smiled. “Why haven’t I seen the Crown Prince or Young Master Bai?”

“Yuandong will be here shortly…”

Fu Linhan did not mention Bai Yinian. He did not know whether, after their fierce quarrel, Bai Yinian would still come to celebrate his birthday.

Song Qingyu still felt somewhat uncomfortable in such a setting. She was just about to find an excuse to leave when Fu Linhan smiled at her.

“Xiaoxi will be coming soon too. She’s been wanting to see you. You can spend some time chatting with her later.”

Thinking that it had been a long time since she had seen Xiaoxi, Song Qingyu nodded. “All right.”

“Look! The Crown Prince and the little princess are here!”

Everyone turned to look. Gu Yuandong, dressed in a black overcoat and wearing a silver mask, was walking over while holding Gu Chenxi’s hand.

Although the Crown Prince already had a fiancée, they were not yet engaged or married. Compared with Young Master Fu, whose eyes held only his goddess, the women present naturally preferred the idea of getting into the Crown Prince’s bed.

After all, who would not want to become the Crown Princess?

Xiang Xinlei glanced at Pei Jingmo, and a faint flicker passed through her eyes.

The brother and sister’s gazes swept across the crowd before instantly settling on Song Qingyu.

Gu Chenxi released Pei Jingmo’s hand and ran toward Song Qingyu.

Thinking the child had rushed over excitedly after seeing her, Xiang Xinlei put on a brilliant smile. “Gu—”

Before she could finish, Gu Chenxi had already passed her and thrown herself into Song Qingyu’s arms.

“Sister Qingqing, I missed you so much.”

Song Qingyu smiled and stroked her hair. “I missed you too.”

“You’re lying. If you missed me, why didn’t you come see me?”

Song Qingyu rubbed her forehead helplessly. She wanted to visit, but the Gu family residence was not a place just anyone could enter at will.

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Pei Jingmo walked over and helped smooth things over for Song Qingyu. “Xiaoxi, Miss Song has been very busy with work. Once she has some free time, she’ll certainly spend plenty of time with you.”

Song Qingyu immediately nodded in agreement. “That’s right. How about I spend the day playing with you today?”

Xiaoxi was delighted. “All right.”

Everyone who had just been discussing Song Qingyu was stunned.

Not only had this woman won Young Master Fu’s favor, but even the Crown Prince and the little princess were so close to her. Who exactly was she?

At last, Xiang Xinlei found an opportunity and gave Gu Yuandong a shy smile. “Crown Prince.”

Pei Jingmo’s sharp gaze fell on Xiang Xinlei. After responding indifferently, he turned to Fu Linhan.

“Happy birthday.”

Seeing that no one was behind Pei Jingmo, Fu Linhan immediately pulled him aside.

“Where’s Bai Yinian?”

“He didn’t come. Ask him yourself. Why are you asking me?”

“Hmph. He used to be the first one here every year, but he still hasn’t shown up this year. What does he mean? Is he really trying to end our friendship?”

“Weren’t you the one who suggested ending it first?”

Fu Linhan felt as though his heart were being clenched tightly in someone’s hand. The pressure was almost unbearable.

“I was only angry when I said that! I didn’t really want to end our friendship. Call him and ask where he is.”

“Oh. I thought you didn’t want your brothers anymore now that you had your goddess.”

Fu Linhan glanced at Xiang Xinlei, who had been watching them from afar. “How can that be the same? Come on, call him!”

Unable to bear Fu Linhan’s pestering any longer, Pei Jingmo dialed Bai Yinian’s number.

“Hello—”

“When are you getting here?”

The moment Pei Jingmo finished speaking, Fu Linhan had already pressed his ear against the phone. The two men were standing very close together.

Seeing Song Qingyu look over, Pei Jingmo pushed his face away in disgust. “Keep your distance.”

Fu Linhan glared at him speechlessly. Was he deliberately making sure Little Bai knew he was eavesdropping?

“I can’t come. Bring him a gift for me.”

“What happened?”

“I came out to my family.”

Before Pei Jingmo could say anything, Fu Linhan snatched the phone away.

“What did you say? You came out to your family? Are you trying to get yourself killed? Has a donkey kicked your brain? Even someone with decades of clogged arteries couldn’t do something this insane!”