Signing In At The Civil Affairs Bureau, I Was Rewarded With A Gorgeous Wife

Chapter 57: Chapter 57: When Two Women Collide, A Fierce Scene?

Song Yun brought Yuan Siyi to the Huashou Villa, and as she looked around at the luxurious decor and the extensively spacious rooms, Yuan Siyi inspected the place with curiosity.

The more Siyi looked around, the more she realized how impressive Brother Yun's capabilities were. What was the Magic Capital? It was the bridgehead of the national economic development, where the price of a square meter of housing was enough to make a down payment for a house in third- or fourth-tier cities.

Song Yun showed her around the house and eventually selected a sun-facing spare bedroom, saying, "This will be your room from now on; you can come and stay anytime when you're free."

"Wow, what a large room!"

"You can tidy up for a bit, I'll go make you something to eat."

Song Yun went downstairs, while Yuan Siyi lay on the big bed browsing videos, gradually feeling drowsy; the mattress was incredibly comfortable.

On the other side, the villa's main door was quietly opened, and Ye Qingqing peeked in, hearing the sound of Song Yun focused on cooking in the kitchen.

She tiptoed with the shopping bag in her hand, planning to go back to the master bedroom to change into the clothes she had just bought and surprise Song Yun.

No sooner had she reached the second floor than she heard faint noises coming from a room next to the master bedroom.

Out of curiosity, she opened the door and saw a girl lying on the bed, fast asleep!

The noise of the door opening might have been too loud; it woke the girl up, and she sat up, rubbing her eyes and asked curiously, "Who are you?"

At this time, Song Yun, having finished preparing the meal, came upstairs to call Yuan Siyi to eat, "Si Yi, it's time for dinner!"

He had just come upstairs when he saw the sullen-faced Ye Qingqing and the puzzled Yuan Siyi.

Fuck???

When had his wife arrived???

Why so quietly, without any noise?

But thinking about the current situation, Song Yun naturally knew that Ye Qingqing had misunderstood, which immediately gave him a headache.

The atmosphere in the villa was awkward at this moment.

Song Yun was donning an apron and holding a spatula in his hand.

Ye Qingqing, on the other hand, stood with her arms crossed, looking at Yuan Siyi with disapproval.

As for the innocent Siyi, she still hadn't figured out what exactly had happened.

"This is really..."

"Really what?" Ye Qingqing retorted, turning to Song Yun.

Song Yun stiffly stood between the two women, then formally introduced their identities to each other.

After hearing Song Yun's words, both women's eyes were filled with complex emotions.

"I'm not!" Ye Qingqing pouted and said arrogantly.

"Oh, it seems someone is lying here. Liars must be punished."

With that, Song Yun kissed Ye Qingqing.

Ye Qingqing struggled briefly before giving up.

But when it came to the final step, Ye Qingqing insisted on punishing Song Yun, saying they could consummate the marriage whenever she was ready.

Having no other choice since he was the one at fault, he accepted it!

When it came to bedtime, Song Yun found that Ye Qingqing had not cuddled up in his arms but was sleeping with her back turned to him.

What else can one do when the wife is angry? Coo her, of course!

Song Yun shamelessly wrapped his arms around Ye Qingqing from behind.

Ye Qingqing turned over and bit Song Yun's chest.

Song Yun didn't dare to resist too much, for fear of hurting Ye Qingqing's teeth.

So he just endured it, thinking damn it, he definitely needed to get back at her for this later!

Ye Qingqing let go after marking her territory, and fell asleep contentedly.

Song Yun, on the other hand, had a rough night.

The next day, Song Yun surprisingly didn't get up early – he was simply too tired. He also dreaded the thought of handling every day like this from now on.

But who would have known that after he got up and went downstairs, he'd find Ye Qingqing and Yuan Siyi chatting idly, mostly about Yuan's mother's illness.

"Cough cough, ladies, is there any breakfast left?" Song Yun said with an awkward smile.

"There's some in the pot, serve yourself." Ye Qingqing glanced at him indifferently.

Having cooled off over the night, Ye Qingqing was no longer mad at Song Yun, but she couldn't let this bad behavior slide.

What if Song Yun met another lovely sister someday?

Sitting at the dining table, Song Yun sipped his rice porridge in small bites, wishing he could bury his head in the bowl.

Seeing her husband looking like he had done something wrong, Ye Qingqing sighed.

In their social circle, it was all too common for rich men to keep mistresses – they kept the home flags flying with enough money and had colorful flags waving outside.

And although Song Yun was quite wealthy, he was being this guilty without having done anything, which clearly showed his respect for her, his wife.

Thinking this, Ye Qingqing suggested, "How about we all go out for fun while everyone's free recently?"