Chapter 4 I Won't Fall in Love with an Older Man

"Who is that uncle talking to on the phone...?"

Song Chi walked to the door, wanting to listen more carefully, but found that the uncle had already hung up the phone.

Song Chi muttered to himself, "I've only known this older man for a short time, so it's understandable that he doesn't like me. And Luo Wanwan, is she his ex-girlfriend?"

Song Chi pouted: "If you don't love me, then don't love me! I won't fall in love with an old man!"

Song Chi was unaware that there was a hint of jealousy in his tone when he spoke.

...

Here, Mu Yin finished his call and was about to go back to his room to sleep when he heard his phone 'ding' a few times.

He glanced around and saw Song Chi's cell phone on the table.

He went up to take it, but inadvertently saw a dialog box pop up on the screen.

The message "Baby, I miss you..." is no longer visible.

Mu Yin's gaze darkened. It turned out that she had a boyfriend before him.

He vividly remembered that night as her first time.

However, this text message was very jarring to him, but he didn't feel much about it.

After all, everyone has a past!

"Song Chi, you forgot your phone."

"oh."

Song Chi opened the door and went to get his phone.

Mu Yin said, "Good night, get some rest."

Goodnight, sir!

Song Chi checked her phone and found that her best friend Luo Tiantian had sent her a message.

She replied to the message, and just then the phone rang again.

She answered the phone: "Hello, Auntie."

Aunt Song Yulan spoke softly, as if she were making a secret phone call.

Her voice was filled with concern.

"Xiao Chi, I heard you got married? How come it's so sudden? Have you figured out what kind of man he is? Don't let him swindle you out of your money and your body!"

Song Chi smiled bitterly: "Auntie, I have no car, no house, no savings. What money could he possibly swindle from me? Besides, we already..."

Her pretty face flushed red, and she immediately stammered.

"What happened last time?"

"Is that so..."

She recounted what had happened last time.

Upon hearing this, Song Yulan remained silent for a long time before suddenly crying, "Xiao Chi, I'm so sorry, your uncle actually did such a beastly thing... I'm so sorry, if I had known earlier, I would have stopped him even if he beat me to death..."

Before my aunt got married, she was a fair-skinned and beautiful woman.

Her unhappy marriage was like an invisible knife, drastically changing her personality and appearance.

Now, she is overweight and looks haggard; she is only thirty-eight, but looks fifty.

Song Chi felt wronged, but she felt even more sorry for her aunt.

"Auntie, I'm married to him now, so don't feel guilty..."

Song Yulan said, her voice trembling with tears.

"Xiao Chi, marriage is a science, and there are some things I need to tell you. Let's meet tomorrow."

"Okay, let's meet at the coffee shop downstairs in the apartment complex."

Suddenly, a roar came from behind Song Yulan, followed by the sound of things breaking.

"Song Yulan, you bitch, where did you run off to? Come here and serve me..."

Song Yulan said tremblingly, "Xiao Chi, I'm not talking to you anymore. You should get some rest."

Just as Song Chi was about to speak, the phone was hung up.

Judging from his tone, my uncle is drunk again. I wonder if my aunt will be abused again.

She was immediately filled with anxiety and could hardly sit still.

Song Chi came out of the room, intending to go to his aunt's place to check things out.

Mu Yin heard the door open and knew that Song Chi had gone out.

Where did she go so late?

To see her ex-boyfriend?

Mu Yin only suspected her, but did not sentence her to death. However, he did not want to be cuckolded, so he secretly followed her all the way.

Song Chi hailed a taxi and arrived at the old residential building.

My aunt and uncle live on the second floor. At this moment, the lights in their house are off, and there are no sounds of fighting or cursing coming from inside, so I guessed they were resting.

Seeing this, she breathed a sigh of relief. Not wanting to disturb her aunt's rest, she hailed a taxi and returned to Mu Yin's house.

At that time, Mu Yin arrived at the foot of Song Chi's building and looked up at the second floor.

He muttered to himself, "So she went back to her parents' home..."

Why aren't you going up now that you're back?

Suddenly, Mu Yin felt that Song Chi was a person with a story, and he suddenly wanted to know what kind of person she was...

next day

Mu Yin got dressed and prepared to leave for work.

Song Chi got up earlier than him, prepared two lunch boxes for him, and packed them for him.

"Uncle, you work very hard, and eating takeout all the time is not good for your health. This is a bento box I made. It's healthy, hygienic, and affordable. You can take it to the office and just heat it up for lunch and dinner."

He, the dignified CEO Mu, who usually eats expensive customized meals, has actually been reduced to eating bento boxes?

However, having tasted her cooking last night, and finding it quite good, he accepted the order.

"Song Chi, I'll take the lunchbox. You're pregnant now, so don't go to the kitchen all the time. The fumes are bad for you and the baby. You don't need to work so hard! In a few days, I'll find a suitable nanny to come and take care of you."

Song Chi smiled. Cooking for her husband, isn't that what a wife should do? Hiring a nanny would cost so much money, are these just polite words?

Thinking about it that way, she didn't take it to heart.

Mu Yin then asked, "Do you know how to tie a tie?"

"Wearing a tie? I'll give it a try!"

Song Chi took the tie from his hand.

She stood on tiptoe and helped him tie his tie.

The two closed the distance between them, their breaths mingling, creating an ambiguous atmosphere.

As Song Chi drew closer to him, she unconsciously recalled that night, and her pretty face instantly turned as red as a boiled shrimp.

As Mu Yin gazed at her blushing face, he unconsciously recalled that night.

Their eyes met unintentionally.

Song Chi froze, accidentally touching the skin on his jawline. His skin immediately felt like it had been electrocuted, his whole body tingling and burning as if it were being roasted by a raging fire.

Her hands trembled slightly; if she lost focus, she would make a mistake in her technique.

Mu Yin chuckled softly, his laughter carrying a hint of allure and seduction.

"Song Chi, your tie is quite unique!"