Chapter 451: Chapter 452 Auntie Miao Qingqing Visits
Song Xiaodong hastily stretched out his hand to push away Cheng Xiaoyue.
Cheng Xiaoyue immediately became flustered and said, "Mr. Song, do you not believe that I am a virgin?" Then biting her lip, she added, "You can verify it right now."
The corner of Song Xiaodongâs mouth twitched at this suggestion, which indeed was very tempting. Cheng Xiaoyue really was beautiful, and as a host, she knew how to showcase her beauty, especially now, with tear stains on her face. Speaking these words made it even harder for a man to refuse.
If this had been before, Song Xiaodong would have done it without hesitation, not caring about the consequences, wanting to take advantage first. But now, Song Xiaodong had Miao Qingqing and Xiao Yingying at home, and outside there was Lin Suâer. Moreover, there was Miao Xuanxuan, who had always been ambiguously involved with him, so now his sense of responsibility was much stronger than before.
A woman who didnât want to take responsibility was really not something he wanted to get involved with anymore. After swallowing his saliva, Song Xiaodong suppressed the impulse in his heart, gently shook his head and said, "Itâs not that I donât trust you. Itâs that I have never wanted you to be my lover."
"Ah!" Cheng Xiaoyue stiffened, her mouth twitching, her eyes reddening again, she said, "Mr. Song, are you... joking with me? Even if you think Iâm despicable, you shouldnât treat me like that, I... Iâm really upset."
Song Xiaodong could tell that Cheng Xiaoyue was being half-true, half-false. This woman was too skilled at using her body, her expressions, her actions, always able to attract men in the best way possible.
"The way you put it... Itâs as if Iâve wronged you."
Cheng Xiaoyue pouted and said, "Iâm just a small-time presenter, and youâre a high-profile person. How dare I say youâve wronged me? Even if you really did wrong me, I wouldnât dare to publicize it. I can only accept it."
Song Xiaodong found himself at a loss whether to cry or laugh at Cheng Xiaoyueâs manipulations and said, "Alright, Iâm scared of you now. Hereâs the deal, if you have any insurmountable difficulties in the future, come to me, and Iâll help you out. As for being lovers or anything like that, forget it. Iâm afraid of my wife finding out and dealing with me."
"You... will help me without asking for anything in return?" Cheng Xiaoyue looked at Song Xiaodong in surprise.
"Yes, do I have to want something?"
"Yes!" Cheng Xiaoyue nodded earnestly and said, "If you donât want anything, I feel like youâre just humoring me. If I really have troubles later on and you donât help me, I canât do anything about it. And like this, I wouldnât dare to come to you easily. I wouldnât have enough confidence in myself."
"If thatâs how you think, I canât do anything about it." Song Xiaodong replied with a light smile.
Cheng Xiaoyue looked at Song Xiaodong, bit her lip and said, "Mr. Song, are you sure you donât want me to accompany you... to bed?"
"I donât need it. As I said, Iâm afraid of my wife. If she finds out, Iâm a dead man. So Iâd better keep my head down."
Cheng Xiaoyueâs mouth twitched again, but then she suddenly let out a snort of laughter and said, "I never thought that someone as important as you, Mr. Song, would actually be afraid of his wife. Even if Miao Qingqing is not weak, she canât compare to you. Why are you so afraid of her?"
Song Xiaodong laughed and said, "You donât understand. A woman is meant to be loved, to be cherished. Even if sheâs just an ordinary girl, if I like her, I will still cherish and love her just the same."
Cheng Xiaoyue looked at Song Xiaodong, stunned, before she finally said, "Mr. Song, youâve really opened my eyes. I always thought that for people like you, women were just playthings, that you never took women seriously. Thatâs why I suggested being your lover. Now it seems it was me who humiliated myself, I underestimated you."
Song Xiaodong laughed and said, "Heh, I like the way you compliment people."
Cheng Xiaoyue said very seriously, "Iâm not complimenting you, Iâm speaking from the heart. I understand what you mean now. I wonât make such requests again. If one day, you truly fall for me and want me as a woman behind the scenes, I wonât ask for fame or fortune, I would happily follow you."
"Cough, cough, okay, letâs not talk about that and hurry up and eat."
"Yes, yes, if we donât eat now, the dishes will go coldâitâs all my fault." Cheng Xiaoyue stuck out her tongue at Song Xiaodong, her face wearing a sweet smile.
After the meal, Song Xiaodong settled the bill and left swiftly. He didnât mind being friends with a woman like Cheng Xiaoyue, but he wasnât interested in anything deeper.
That afternoon, Song Xiaodong was called to Miao Qingqingâs office for some personnel appointments that needed to be prepared right away.
Together with Song Xiaoru, the three of them discussed matters for the entire afternoon. Just as work was about to end, Miao Qingqingâs secretary walked in.
"Chairman Miao, there is someone here to see you."
"Who is it?" Miao Qingqing asked without lifting her head, as there was a lot on her plate, and she wouldnât meet with just anyone unimportant.
"She says... sheâs your aunt, your motherâs sister."
"What?" Miao Qingqing lifted her head in surprise and looked at the secretary.
"Thatâs what the reception told me."
"Then have her come up," Miao Qingqing hastily added.
The secretary quickly went out to pass on the message, while Miao Qingqing stood up and started pacing back and forth in the room, her expression fluctuating uncertainly.
Song Xiaoru said, "Qingqing, your aunt? Youâve never mentioned relatives from your motherâs side."
"Neither did my dad talk about them much, only that my motherâs side was a large, very powerful family. They strongly opposed her relationship with my poverty-stricken dad, looked down on him, and my mother left her family to be with him. But later on, she was forcibly taken away by her family."
Song Xiaodong asked in surprise, "Ah, then how long has it been since youâve seen your mom?"
Miao Qingqing gave a bitter smile and said, "We were two years old when she left us. Xuanxuan and I have no memory of our mother at all. Over the years, weâve asked our father numerous times, but he only said he couldnât tell us about our motherâs situation yet because the gap between us and her family is too vast. Even if we are her daughters, the family wouldnât acknowledge us. Attempting to seek recognition would only bring humiliation."
"Is there really such a thing?" Song Xiaoruâs mouth twitched, finding it all a bit too incredible.
Miao Qingqing gave a bitter smile again and continued, "Over these years, my mother has never contacted us. We donât know what she looks like, or even her name. All I know is that dad called her Ah Zhen."
Song Xiaodong and Song Xiaoru exchanged looks; Miao Qingqingâs backstory truly was bizarre.
Meanwhile, a woman entered the room, led by the secretary. Upon seeing her, Song Xiaodong, Song Xiaoru, and Miao Qingqing all widened their eyes, filled with disbelief.