MHWFYYTMDF Chapter7

Xu Shanshan glanced behind her to make sure no one was walking in through the door, then slid her chair over to Song Li’s side. With a mysterious aura, she tapped her finger near the area where his neck met his right collarbone.

“You have a mark right here.”

Song Li froze for two seconds, instantly reaching up to cover it as the temperature of his face slowly rose.

Xu Shanshan hadn’t expected him to have such a big reaction, and for a moment, she felt a bit embarrassed too, “No, Teacher Song, there’s no need to be embarrassed. It’s perfectly normal to be in a relationship. If you keep acting like this, you’re making me feel awkward too.”

Song Li tugged at his collar, “You’re the only one with such sharp eyes.”

Xu Shanshan giggled and continued gossiping, “So you really have a boyfriend? When did that happen? You didn’t even tell the rest of us beforehand. That’s seriously not treating us like friends.”

Song Li exhaled softly, a wry smile tugging at his heart.

How am I supposed to tell you? If I say that not only did I get a boyfriend, but I also went ahead and got a marriage certificate, wouldn’t the few people in this office who love nothing more than chaos absolutely lose their minds?

“It’s nothing. When fate arrives, you just naturally end up together. I’m already at this age; it’s not like I could stay single forever.”

“Then, then what kind of person is he? Is he handsome? How tall is he? Does he have a house? Do you have a picture of him?”

Xu Shanshan rattled off a barrage of questions.

Song Li blocked her face as it kept leaning closer, “Why are you asking for so many details? He’s my boyfriend, it’s not like I’m introducing a match to you.”

“I’m just curious.” Xu Shanshan sat back, mumbling, “I’m curious about what kind of peerless great man managed to abduct our Teacher Song, the iron tree that hasn’t blossomed in ten thousand years. Impressive capabilities.”

Song Li glanced at her, “Can I take those words as a compliment to me?”

“Of course you can.” Xu Shanshan smiled like a madam promoting her girls, “With our Teacher Song’s looks and qualifications, if it weren’t for the fact that you don’t like women, I would have forced my way with you a long time ago. As if I’d let you keep your innocence until now.”

Song Li feigned panic, crossing his arms over his chest, “Who would have thought that you’ve been looking at me with that kind of gaze all this time? You’ve picked up bad habits for a young girl.”

“Well, who told people to like handsome guys? Is it a crime to think about it if I can’t have a taste?” Xu Shanshan huffed, cupping her face as she lamented, “It really proves what my good sister always says; good men end up chasing even better men, while delicate flowers like us are left waiting in vain for someone to come and pick us.”

Amused, Song Li reached out and patted her head, “Even I, an iron tree that hasn’t blossomed in ten thousand years, have found a keeper. You, a delicate little flower, will definitely meet your Prince Charming too.”

Xu Shanshan looked up at him, “Seriously, Teacher Song, is your boyfriend handsome? Is he handsomer than you?”

Thinking of He Muyan’s excessively superior face, Song Li nodded gently.

“He’s handsome. Much more handsome than me.”

“Ai…” Xu Shanshan dragged out her voice in a lament, sliding her chair back to her own seat. “Handsome guys really should be with handsome guys, my heart feels much more at peace now.”

Song Li looked at her back while shaking his head gently.

Young girls nowadays, there was no telling what was going on in their heads all day long.

After finishing his afternoon classes, the moment he returned to the office, he hurriedly packed up his things to prepare to leave work.

It was the first time Tian Fu had seen him in such a rush to leave work. In the past, wasn’t he always the one slowly lingering around long after everyone else had left, insisting on staying behind as the last person to lock the door?

As a single dog, going home meant being all by himself anyway, so what was the rush?

“Teacher Song, it’s rare to see you so eager to leave work. If I didn’t know you were single, I would have thought you were rushing off to a date.”

“How do you guys know Teacher Song isn’t going on a date?” Xu Shanshan, who was the first to pack up and was ready to head out at any second, suddenly popped out, hooking her arm around Song Li’s from behind. “Let’s go, Teacher Song, the two of us are going on a date.”

Song Li looked down at her. Knowing she was bailing him out, he smiled and walked out together with her.

As soon as they got outside, Xu Shanshan pulled her arm back and said with a laugh, “I helped you out big time today, you have to treat me to a meal next time.”

Song Li smiled, “Alright.”

Pausing for a moment, he continued, “Actually, there’s nothing much to hide about this matter either. When an appropriate time comes, I’ll tell everyone myself.”

Including the fact that he was already registered and married.

In reality, there wasn’t any important matter making him rush to leave work today. Wasn’t it just that… he had a home now?

It wasn’t like his previous place with a cold stove and an empty kitchen, where no matter when he went back, there would forever only be himself and the noisy sound of the television.

It was his home, a home shared by him and He Muyan.

This morning, He Muyan had said that he would set aside time to accompany him for breakfast from now on.

The two of them having breakfast together… this truly carried the domestic atmosphere of a home.

Since they could have breakfast together, then dinner should be fine too, right?

Thinking of the gaze He Muyan gave him when agreeing to accompany him for breakfast this morning, Song Li felt encouraged in his heart.

En, it would definitely be fine.

He drove the car out of the parking lot, planning to make a trip to the supermarket on his way home in a bit.

The first step in building a home for the two of them was to fill up the refrigerator.

By the time he finished shopping and returned home, it was already nearly seven o’clock. There was no telling what time He Muyan would get off work, but he thought that if the man could see a table full of fragrant, delicious dishes the moment he got home, he would definitely be very happy.

When that time came, he might even be in a good enough mood to flash a smile for him.

With He Muyan’s perpetually icy expression, if he ever smiled sincerely from the heart, just how stunning would he look?

With that image lingering in his mind, Song Li rolled up his sleeves and strode into the kitchen, brimming with determination.

He was quite talented at cooking; he hadn’t deliberately studied it, but after occasionally observing his mother made meals a few times, his own handy work turned out quite decent.

When he lived alone, he often cooked, and that kid Xue Sang would come over to hitch a meal every now and then.

In an hour and a half, he managed to make five dishes and a soup.

As he gazed at the table laden with hearty dishes, Song Li began to think maybe he had been a bit too ambitious.

With this amount, the two of them definitely wouldn’t be able to finish it all, but who cared; as long as he was happy.

Seeing that it was already close to nine, yet He Muyan still showed no sign of coming home, Song Li couldn’t help wondering if even big-shot president had to work overtime this late. They really did have it tough.

Bored from waiting and afraid that the prepared dishes would get cold, he went to the kitchen cupboards, found some metal insulation covers, and brought them out to cover the dishes one by one.

After doing all this, he was left with nothing to do again, so he sat at the table waiting with his face cupped in his hands.

For the first ten minutes, he was filled with excitement and anticipation, imagining what kind of expression He Muyan would show when he returned and saw everything he had prepared.

After another ten minutes, he was still very excited, but faintly a little worried, fearing what he should do if the things he made didn’t suit He Muyan’s taste.

After another ten minutes, Song Li didn’t seem quite so excited anymore. Tapping his fingers against the tabletop, he lifted his head to glance out the window from time to time.

Forty minutes passed, and Song Li had already gotten up to reheat the dishes once, yet there was still no sign of a car coming in outside.

Song Li comforted himself in his heart: It’s fine, it’s fine. He Muyan is a big boss after all. He’s so busy, so it’s entirely understandable that he doesn’t have time to come home for dinner.

But even if he was busy, was there really no window of time to spare to give him a phone call and let him know?

After all, he was married now. If he was going to come home this late, shouldn’t he at least let the person waiting at home know so they wouldn’t worry? Wasn’t that basic common sense, something even a child would understand?

Or maybe he should take the initiative to call and ask?

Song Li pulled out his phone, but after scrolling through his contacts for two seconds, he stopped.

He didn’t have He Muyan’s phone number.

They hadn’t added each other on WeChat either.

Please, they were already a legal couple who had gotten their marriage certificate and rolled around in the sheets all night yesterday, yet up until now, they didn’t even have each other’s phone number or WeChat.

Was this reasonable?

The more Song Li thought about it, the more depressed he felt, and even looking at this table full of food felt suffocating. He stood up and put the dishes into the refrigerator one by one.

Even though he hadn’t eaten a single bite himself.

He was completely full from anger.

With his anger still simmering, he went to take a shower; with that same anger, he climbed into bed; and with it weighing on his mind, he tossed and turned restlessly.

He accidentally rolled onto He Muyan’s pillow and couldn’t help but take a sniff, it carried He Muyan’s scent.

Inexplicably, his puffed-up cheeks slowly deflated. Hugging the pillow into his chest, he gave it two punches as if to vent his frustration.

That night, he wasn’t bothered by the unfamiliar bed at all and surprisingly managed to have a rare, restful night’s sleep.

The next day, he still woke up right on time. Looking at the unfamiliar ceiling, he was still a bit dazed.

Ah, this was his new home.

After snapping out of his daze, he subconsciously reached out to feel the side next to him.

It was actually still warm?

Song Li jolted awake and sat up, only to see the bedding beside him clearly bearing traces of someone having slept there.

Did He Muyan come back last night? And looking at the state of it, it seemed he had only just gotten up as well.

So, he did know how to come back!

Song Li was someone who was very good at resolving his own emotions. In the past, after a full night had gone by, no matter how great the grievance was, he would have already calmed down and got over it. Yet now, whenever he thought of the name He Muyan, a surge of anger still rose in his heart.

Even when he went to wash up, the face he saw in the mirror wore an incredibly resentful expression.

Heavens. Song Li slapped his own face with his hands in fright.

When he entered the living room, he indeed saw He Muyan there. He was still dressed in loungewear, sitting curled up on the sofa with an iPad resting on his lap, occasionally swiping across the screen; most likely browsing the news or something similar.

Song Li walked straight past him and went into the kitchen to pour himself a glass of water.

When he came out after drinking the water, He Muyan was looking up at him, “What are we having for breakfast today? Sandwiches again?”

Song Li choked. Look at that! What a matter of fact, entitled attitude!

Is Laozi a nanny you married and brought home?!

Laughing mockingly in his heart, he copied He Muyan’s expressionless face.

“I’m not making anything today. I’m not hungry.”

He Muyan had originally lowered his head to look back at his news, but upon hearing this, he lifted his head to look at him again with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

With a tense face, Song Li said, “I’m heading to school.”

He Muyan glanced at the time, “It’s only seven o’clock right now.”

“I’m on the early shift today.”

Early shift my foot, I don’t even have classes this morning!

He Muyan stopped speaking then. Only after a long while did Song Li hear him let out a soft “en.”

That was it? That was all?

Song Li was furious!

He Muyan, you blockhead!

Can’t you see that I am, currently, angry?!

He really couldn’t take it anymore. He walked over to the entryway, changed into his shoes, quickly tossed out a curt “I’m leaving,” and stormed away.

The sound of the door closing wasn’t quiet. Propping his chin up with one hand, He Muyan narrowed his eyes slightly and gazed toward the direction of the door.