Return to the City: The Strongest King
Chapter 674 - 675: Wishing You a Happy Time

Chapter 674: Chapter 675: Wishing You a Happy Time

Shui Qingyue was taking a bath, while Song Xiaodong checked out the news on his phone; the incident of him storming into the Liu family to snatch the bride had already been censored online. There wasn’t a single video to be found regarding this matter. Obviously, both the Liu and Shui families felt too embarrassed by the incident and had pulled some strings to deal with it.

Since no one was making a fuss over the event, it didn’t get much attention, nor did it spread widely; the impact was minimal. At most, it was word-of-mouth gossip in the upper circles of the city—ordinary people were oblivious.

At that moment, Xiao Yingying sent him a WeChat message.

"Brother Dongzi, are you guys doing the deed?"

Song Xiaodong replied with a laugh, "Doing what deed? Keep your thoughts pure."

"Eh, you actually replied to me! You’re not busy with someone, and that’s taking them seriously. You’ve snatched someone away; you’ve got to take responsibility. Having sex is the best signal, isn’t it?"

"Alright then, when I get back, I’ll do it with you first, or else you might think I’m not treating you well."

"Yes, yes, bring it on, I’m begging for it. I’ve bathed and I’m all clean, lying here in position, waiting for you to come and do it."

Right after sending that message, Xiao Yingying promptly sent a video call, and Song Xiaodong accepted it right away.

Blinking her big eyes, Xiao Yingying said in astonishment, "Eh, you’re just lying there on the bed all by yourself. Don’t tell me you’re sleeping separately."

Song Xiaodong smiled and said, "No, Qingyue went to take a bath first. But to disappoint you, I won’t be doing that."

"Wowser, she’s already bathed, and then you’re still sharing a bed. You’re not going to do it? Look, Brother Dongzi, when a woman agrees to share a bed with you, that means something. You must know what."

"I know what it means, but I won’t be doing that right now. I need to give her enough time. I don’t want her to be with me just because of a moment’s sentiment or impulse. You see, our families are different. If she can’t truly blend into our family, it won’t bring any good. Instead, it might cause turmoil within our household."

Sticking out her tongue, Xiao Yingying said, "You do have a point. Bringing home someone who’s always causing trouble would definitely turn the house upside down."

Song Xiaodong laughed and said, "Exactly. Alright, I’m hanging up now, Qingyue is out, and I need to take a shower."

Xiao Yingying hastily called out, "Don’t hang up, don’t hang up, I want to chat with Sister Qingyue."

Song Xiaodong said with a smile, "Alright then, I’ll ask her."

He covered the microphone and said to Shui Qingyue who just came out, "Qingyue, Yingying wants to have a chat with you."

Shui Qingyue let out a soft gasp and said with a flushed face, "I’m... I’m a bit nervous."

"If you don’t want to, I’ll tell her."

"It’s not that I’m unwilling; I’m just... nervous."

"No need to be. Yingying is really sweet. Here you go." Song Xiaodong directly handed the phone to Shui Qingyue.

"Sister Qingyue, hi!"

"You... hello, nice to meet you, Yingying."

Giggling, Xiao Yingying said, "Hehe, from now on we’re all one family, just like close sisters, no need to be so formal."

Shui Qingyue’s face reddened again, but she relaxed a bit and said, "Alright, alright, it’s just that I always feel a bit constrained because it’s my first time meeting you."

"Hehe, do you feel a bit like an ugly bride meeting her in-laws?"

"This... it does seem a bit like that."

"Pretty much, I felt the same way at first, but once you get used to it, it’s fine."

Seeing the two chatting so casually, Song Xiaodong went straight to the bathroom. Inside, there was a freshly drawn bath, clearly prepared by Shui Qingyue for him, displaying her attentive nature.

More than half an hour later, Song Xiaodong returned, and Shui Qingyue was still chatting with Xiao Yingying, even letting out a giggle, obviously enjoying the conversation immensely.

"Ah, Brother Dongzi, you’re out. I won’t disturb you two then, wish you a fun ’papapa’," Xiao Yingying said, giggling as she hung up the video call.

It was then that Shui Qingyue noticed Song Xiaodong had gotten into bed, and, coupled with Xiao Yingying’s comment, she immediately felt overwhelmingly shy.

Song Xiaodong gave a slight smile and said, "Don’t listen to Yingying’s nonsense; she’s always like that, saying whatever comes to her mind when she sees a woman getting along well with me."

"Mm," Shui Qingyue lightly responded, curling up and sliding under the covers.

Song Xiaodong also laid down and said, "Let’s sleep soon. We have to get up early for the morning flight tomorrow."

"Got it," Shui Qingyue responded again.

After that, there was no more sound from the two of them. Although a beauty lay beside him, Song Xiaodong’s resolve had strengthened recently compared to before, and he wasn’t easily swayed by beauty. He regulated his breathing and quickly fell asleep.

Shui Qingyue, on the other hand, was quite nervous. Just as Xiao Yingying had said, since she had agreed to share a bed with Song Xiaodong, she was prepared for what might come.

But she didn’t know if Song Xiaodong would really touch her, nor whether he would be rough if he did. She even worried that her complete lack of experience would displease Song Xiaodong.

In short, her thoughts were numerous and complex.

Yet, lying beside her, Song Xiaodong hadn’t touched her, and eventually, faint snores indicated he had fallen asleep.

This allowed Shui Qingyue to breathe a sigh of relief, and her previously tense body relaxed.

However, her relief quickly turned to disappointment. Was she so unattractive that Song Xiaodong didn’t even feel the urge to touch her? It seemed like a rather big failure. At the very least, she would have liked a chance to feebly reject him so he would back off. She even wondered if Song Xiaodong had any physiological problems because otherwise, why would he not do anything?

Shui Qingyue shook her head, finding her own thoughts somewhat ridiculous. Song Xiaodong had several girlfriends; how could he have any problems? His behavior showed a responsible attitude toward her.

Truly, he was a good man. No wonder Yingying and the others were so utterly devoted to Song Xiaodong. It was no surprise that they all got along so well; undoubtedly, this was the charm of a man.

She carefully turned over, her eyes now accustomed to the darkness but still shut; she peered through her lashes at Song Xiaodong.

Song Xiaodong’s face, with its distinct features, was especially attractive when he slept, causing Shui Qingyue to feel that she couldn’t get enough just by looking at him.

This was the man she would be with in the future. At that moment, the image of Liu Minghui popped into her head. She had always considered Liu Minghui the man she desired, but compared to Song Xiaodong, the difference was vast. As for where exactly the difference lay, she couldn’t pinpoint it— only that it felt enormous, even if Song Xiaodong had several women, he still seemed more appealing than Liu Minghui.