If I Have You, What More Could I Ask For In This Life? - Chapter 16.2
Translated by: Cherry
“Who are you? Where’s Song Anchen?” There was a very unhappy voice coming from the other end of the call.
Yisheng glanced at Song Anchen, who was at a high place, and said honestly, “He’s above me.”
“What? What are you two… doing…” There was a trembling voice coming from the other end of the call. Yisheng was about to reply her when there was a sudden beeping sound. Song Anchen’s phone died at such an unfortunate time.
She helplessly shrugged her shoulders. At that moment, the whole place was lit up. He was also done installing the lights. The lights shone on Song Anchen’s face. She could clearly see the enigmatic expression on his face. He slowly came down, a smile on his face while giving her a meaningful look, “Whose call was that just now?”
“Luo Luoshi.”
“Oh? So that’s why I’m above you?” Song Anchen stared at her and smiled.
Yisheng was stunned by his smile. Only then did she realize how ambiguous her words were just now. She was so scared that she stammered, “Actually… What I meant was that you climbed above me.”
She had begun to talk incoherently. She gritted her teeth, it was better if she did not speak. Song Anchen was in good mood, which was rare. He smiled and let her off, picking up the clothes and phone in her hands and asked, “Do you have a charger here?”
“Yes,” Yisheng ran to the room and got him a charger. Thankfully, the type was the same. Song Anchen plugged his phone in on the spot and switched on his phone again. After that, a lot of messages came in. Yisheng blinked her eyes, he had just switched off his phone for a few minutes and there were so many messages? He was quite busy. She thought about that for a while and saw Song Anchen opened the messages one by one before he made a phone call. There was a woman’s voice from the other end, and Song Anchen responded in a low voice, occasionally, he would turn his gaze to Yisheng, seeming to smile.
“At that time, I was indeed above her,” Song Anchen smiled as he looked at Yisheng, there seemed to be an ambiguous emotion in his gaze. Yisheng was embarrassed and did not say a word.
“You’re overthinking things, it’s not that we’re both very busy,” Song Anchen paused, “She didn’t hang up on you, the phone ran out of battery.”
Yisheng was very speechless on hearing his words. This woman was thinking too much.
“Mm, alright,” Song Anchen hung up and suddenly stood up, “I’ll go back first.”
“Uh, you don’t want to eat anymore?” Yisheng blurted out those words, not realizing that those words had a hint of her trying to get him to stay. Song Anchen narrowed his eyes, very interested in Yisheng’s response. He looked at her, then lowered his body and leaned forward, “Are you trying to get me to stay?”
“I’m not,” Yisheng turned to the side, wanting to stand up when he suddenly embraced her and kept her trapped on the sofa. Yisheng was stunned, “What are you doing?”
“Older Sister Ye, I won’t allow you to date anymore,” He opened his eyes, the intimacy in his eyes was something that she was once familiar with. It was like they had returned to the past when he was always doting on her.
Yisheng stared at his eyes, “Why?” She suddenly trembled, a lump in her throat.
“Unhappy, I’m very unhappy,” Song Anchen frowned, “Do you understand?”
What was he unhappy about? She did not know. She gritted her teeth, “Then, you can go and date, I’ll allow you to,” All that she was thinking was that she was clearly a sinner, why did he have to let her off? Although this reason was very childish, it was the only one she could think of right now.
(T/N: I’m going to be honest, this sentence is a little messy in the raw, so I’m not entirely sure what she’s referring to either, I just translated it directly)
When Song Anchen heard her words, he laughed. It was the sort of frivolous laughter, she had never seen him like that before.
“What if I say that I’m jealous?” Song Anchen raised her chin, the hot air from his mouth caressing her face. The warm heat stimulated her nerves, and she could not help but tremble, not really believing his words.
“Stop joking,” Yisheng turned her face to the side, trying her best to calm down. However, he grabbed onto her, not allowing her to escape. Then, he said solemnly, “Do you think that I’m a calm person?”
Before she could react, he was lightly nibbling on her lips, and it was enough to stir up her emotions. Yisheng’s hands, which she did not know where to place were slightly trembling. She had originally wanted to push him away, but instead, she had placed them on his neck.
Song Anchen did not expect that Yisheng would approve of his behavior in such a way. There was a mild smile on the corner of his lips, “Are you seducing me?”
She instantly let go of her hands, wanting to push him away, but he caught her with both hands. He smiled and said, “It’s a pity that I can’t tonight. I have something to attend to,” He slowly stood up and tidied up his slightly wrinkled clothes. “You owe me a meal,” he narrowed his eyes.
Yisheng rolled her eyes, “Alright.” Every time he narrowed his eyes, it was a definite threat. It was like he was saying that if she did not do what he said, he would not be polite. Song Anchen nodded his head in satisfaction, then took his phone and prepared to leave.
Yisheng watched him leave before she suddenly felt that she had been too direct and willing just now. She had not been acting like herself at all. Her face started to burn instantly, she felt like crying. Song Anchen must be laughing at her now, she was a lustful woman, a lustful woman…
She covered her face and sat back on the sofa, her face burning. Her heart beating fast as she recalled the scenes just now. Her gaze could not help but land on a corner of a tile. There was a paper lying there. She found it a little strange, she seldom walked around in the hall, why was there a piece of paper?
She stood up and walked over to pick up that piece of paper. She spread it out to take a look and turned pale.
There was a test report, it was a report on a pregnant woman. On it, the name Luo Luoshi was written clearly, and the test result was negative. She did not know this woman, so it was impossible for her to have this test report in her house. The only possible reason was that when she took out his phone just now, it had fallen to the floor from Song Anchen’s jacket, and she had not noticed.
But why would Song Anchen have this woman’s pregnancy report? And she had called him so late at night, even causing him to leave without eating? When she had that series of thoughts, Yisheng’s face, which had originally been burning, turned cold.
She could not help but think about the meaning behind this report. Yet as soon as she thought about it, she suddenly realized that she had become a fool. She fell onto the sofa, scratching her head, feeling frustrated.
She should not have expected anything from the beginning. This was self-inflicted.