In This Life, I Will Extremely Pamper My Short-Lived Husband

The other party had already said so much, and if she still pretended not to hear, it seemed a bit too much to justify.

Song You could only respond perfunctorily, "Got it."

Luckily, shortly after, other people entered the elevator, and it was no longer just the two of them. Song You finally breathed a sigh of relief.

At the parking garage, Song You hurriedly fled.

Once at the company, Song You had no choice but to push everything else out of her mind and start working seriously.

After a meeting, Song You saw Song Yun and went over to greet him.

Song Yun saw Song You’s exhausted look and couldn’t help but worry, "What’s wrong with you? Why do you look so pale?"

"I didn’t sleep well," said Song You, listlessly.

Song Yun’s tone was a bit harsh, "I’m already getting the hang of the company’s work, you don’t have to work so hard."

Song Yun thought Song You’s lack of sleep was because of work. His sister had been working hard for a long time, and now that he had grown up, Song You could ease her workload.

Song You smiled with relief but still explained, "It’s not about work, it’s something else."

Song Yun paused, then, guessing something, asked gossipingly, "It wouldn’t be because of He Jingyi, would it?"

Facing this, Song You did not speak, which was as good as confirming it.

Song Yun couldn’t help but chuckle lightly, "Why not give it a try with him? I think that kid He Jingyi is not bad."

"So you think he’s not bad, and now you want to call him your brother-in-law?" teased Song You.

Song Yun was stunned; He Jingyi was even younger than him by a year. Was he supposed to call He Jingyi his brother-in-law?

"Let’s forget about that. Although great men are scarce in this world, they are not nonexistent," said Song Yun earnestly.

Hearing this, Song You laughed mockingly. That was a quick betrayal.

After some idle chatter, they each went back to their own tasks.

~

With Song You busy at work, He Jingyi didn’t appear by her side, and she didn’t notice his absence.

By the time Song You realized, He Jingyi seemed to have disappeared for several days already. She thought carefully and realized he had been missing for three days.

Gone for three days...

Had he given up on her?

With that thought, Song You couldn’t help feeling a wave of joy; he would finally stop pestering her.

Content, Song You finished her work that day and even went out to dine alone as a simple relaxation.

However, as days passed without He Jingyi getting in touch or appearing before her, Song You started to feel a hollow emptiness inside.

She even wondered, had He Jingyi truly given up on her?

Hadn’t he said he liked her a lot?

Was this how he gave up easily? Is that what he called liking her a lot?

Song You was getting angry. Sure enough, men were no good, and He Jingyi was no exception.

In the blink of an eye, it was the New Year. New Year’s Day was a holiday, and that evening, Song You attended a party.

When the socializing was nearly over, a man approached and greeted Song You very gentlemanly.

Looking at the man before her, Song You, initially quite standoffish, slowly started chatting amiably with him.

They even smoothly exchanged WeChat contacts.

The next day, Song You received an invitation to dinner from him, and she accepted.

After work that day, Song You went to the appointment.

The restaurant was a Western one, and the dinner was very enjoyable. However, it didn’t end smoothly.

He Jingyi appeared at the restaurant at some point, and it wasn’t clear when he noticed Song You.

Before Song You even realized it, He Jingyi suddenly came over, grabbed her wrist, took her bag, and just like that, started pulling her away.

Song You, upon realizing, naturally didn’t just leave with He Jingyi and quickly started to struggle.

"He Jingyi! What are you doing?" Song You demanded angrily.

The man who was dining with Song You also quickly stood up and moved to intervene.

He Jingyi held on to Song You’s hand tightly, then coldly said to the man, "She’s my girlfriend."

"Who’s your girlfriend?!" Song You struggled fiercely.

Not wanting Song You to struggle, He Jingyi simply picked her up and strode toward the exit.

Song You didn’t want to leave with He Jingyi, but she also didn’t want to lose face. After being picked up, she stopped shouting.

It wasn’t until they were outside the restaurant and He Jingyi put Song You down that she yelled angrily, "He Jingyi! Are you sick? Who’s your girlfriend?"

"Eventually, you will be," said He Jingyi irritably, then looked at Song You with a face full of grievance.

Truth be told, Song You was somewhat angry, especially at this person who had suddenly been out of contact for several days and then suddenly claimed she was his girlfriend.

Song You darkened her expression and said harshly, "He Jingyi, I don’t have time to play childish house with you. Please don’t bother me anymore!"

He Jingyi’s expression also darkened. He didn’t know what to say, but giving up on Song You was absolutely out of the question!

The two gazed at each other for a moment before Song You turned to leave.

He Jingyi quickly stepped forward and grabbed Song You, "I won’t let you be with anyone else."

At his words, Song You couldn’t help but laugh, "What if I am with someone else? What can you do?"

He Jingyi stared at Song You, and Song You looked back at him, her eyes full of defiance.

Suddenly, Song You was yanked by He Jingyi, who turned her in a different direction, and then she was pressed against the car by him before he leaned down and kissed her.

"Mmph!" Song You’s eyes widened as she struggled to push He Jingyi away.

But He Jingyi was too strong, and Song You couldn’t push him away.

Without a choice, she bit He Jingyi’s lip hard, and soon the taste of blood spread in her mouth, yet He Jingyi still did not let go of her.

After a while, just as Song You felt she was about to run out of breath, He Jingyi finally released her.

Song You still tried to push He Jingyi away, but he refused to relax his grip on her as he looked down at her and said hoarsely, "Song You, I like you the most."

Looking into He Jingyi’s eyes, Song You, for some reason, felt a sudden tang in her nose and an urge to cry.

Snapping back to her senses, Song You took a deep breath, feeling her emotions just a moment ago were absurd.

"But I don’t like you!" Song You said as she continued to push He Jingyi away.