Return to the City: The Strongest King

Chapter 2053 - 1925: You’re So Fat, Yet You’re Still Out of Breath (Part 6)

Return to the City: The Strongest King

Chapter 2053 - 1925: You’re So Fat, Yet You’re Still Out of Breath (Part 6)

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Chapter 2053: Chapter 1925: You’re So Fat, Yet You’re Still Out of Breath (Part 6)

"Maybe it’s because there are so many of us that she’s scared!" Xuanxuan said.

"It’s not her first time seeing us, what’s there to be scared of? Do I have fangs or something?" Chu Xianling revealed two little tiger teeth, looking at Song Xiaodong as she spoke.

"It’s different, it’s her first visit here, isn’t it?" Sun Yiyi said.

"Alright, next time don’t all come out together and stare at her like she’s a monkey," Song Xiaoru said to everyone.

"Brother Xiaodong, you really are something else, Sister Su’er lost her job and you still have the leisure to flirt," Xiao Yingying said to Song Xiaodong.

Lin Su’er was initially indifferent, but upon hearing Xiao Yingying’s words, felt a bit embarrassed and quickly explained: "It’s fine, it’s fine, Brother Dong said he’ll take care of me."

"Then take care of me too? I won’t go to work either," Xiao Yingying blinked her big eyes and smiled at Song Xiaodong.

"No, please don’t all stop working, Xuanxuan and I still need to take care of the baby, we can’t handle any trouble," Miao Qingqing said.

"You scoundrel, explain yourself, what’s going on?" Sun Yiyi asked Song Xiaodong with a smile.

"Oh, there’s really nothing to it, you’re thinking too much," Song Xiaodong said.

"You brought her home and you say we’re overthinking?" Song Xiaoru also smiled as she asked Song Xiaodong.

"Really, there’s nothing to it. Deputy Mayor Han invited me to dinner, Qiao Yutong was there too, and when we were leaving, she offered to drive me home, that’s all," Song Xiaodong spread his hands, looking innocently at his wives.

"Why on earth would she take you home?" Sun Yiyi continued to ask.

"Because I had been drinking, and she hadn’t," Song Xiaodong replied.

"Why wasn’t she drinking? Did she never drink before?" Chu Xianling also asked.

Song Xiaodong recalled that it seemed like the only time she didn’t drink and said, "She used to drink, but why she didn’t this time, I don’t know."

"I think this Director Qiao has an ulterior motive!" Miao Qingqing and Miao Xuanxuan exchanged glances and laughed as they said to Song Xiaodong.

"Driving me home now has an ulterior motive, you guys..." Surrounded by his wives accusingly, Song Xiaodong collapsed onto the sofa.

"Mm, I feel like Director Qiao came specifically to check on our household," Sun Yiyi nodded.

"Check on what exactly?" Song Xiaodong asked.

"Of course to see how chaotic your private life is," Chu Xianling said mischievously to Song Xiaodong.

"It’s all your fault, scaring her off and ruining Xiaodong’s good chance. Maybe she would’ve stayed!" Sun Yiyi said again.

"How can you blame us? Director Qiao came, we had to be hospitable," Miao Qingqing said.

"Yes, hospitable indeed, blowing Xiaodong’s good deed," Sun Yiyi laughed, nudging Song Xiaodong’s shoulder.

"Hey, who just said not to help me again?" Song Xiaodong raised his head and feigned ignorance looking at everyone.

"Her!" They all pointed at Chu Xianling.

"Hey, just sold me out like that!" Chu Xianling shouted while running.

"Where do you think you’re going? Not helping me? I must force you today!" With a swift move, Song Xiaodong charged forward, grabbed Chu Xianling by the waist from behind, and threw her onto the carpet.

"Ah—help!"

"Scream all you want, no one will come to save you!"

"Don’t rip it, I’ll take it off myself!"

"Go to your room! How many times have I told you? No shame at all, what if Director Qiao catches you?" Song Xiaoru looked up, directing her eyes towards the bedroom, and said to Song Xiaodong and Chu Xianling.

"No way, I insist on doing it in front of everyone today!"

...

The next day, Song Xiaodong got up early and called Lin Su’er: "Get up! The show is about to start!"

"Don’t call out, we played games with Xuanxuan and Sijie till late last night, there’s no way she’s getting up," Su Yuya, in her bathrobe and messy hair, said to Song Xiaodong.

"Time to get up, get up, get up!" Song Xiaodong pushed open Lin Su’er’s door, where she was hiding under the blanket, refusing to get up.

"If you don’t get up, I’ll use the method I used to wake Yingying up that day!" Song Xiaodong lifted the blanket and put his hand inside Lin Su’er’s nightgown.

"No, no, I’m getting up, I’m getting up!"

Lin Su’er got up to wash.

"What are we doing?" Lin Su’er, still with her eyes closed after washing, reluctantly asked Song Xiaodong.

"Standing up for your hospital," Song Xiaodong said.

"How are you doing that? Giving them money again?" Lin Su’er sarcastically asked Song Xiaodong.

"Don’t worry about it, just be my assistant today," Song Xiaodong said.

"Be your assistant?" Lin Su’er sneered.

"What? Your husband is known as Song the Divine Needle in the underworld, having you, a director, assist me, does it hurt your status?" Song Xiaodong asked Lin Su’er.

"Oh, so you know? Making a director your assistant?" Lin Su’er gave Song Xiaodong a huge eye roll.

"Are you still showing off your authority? You’re now considered jobless," Song Xiaodong said with a smile to Lin Su’er.

"You are the jobless one!" Lin Su’er reached out to hit Song Xiaodong.

"Alright, let’s go, or we’ll miss the show," Song Xiaodong said.

"What kind of show can you offer? As long as you don’t end up paying others, I’ll be grateful," Lin Su’er said.

"Oh my, it’s definitely going to be a good show today," Song Xiaodong said.

Song Xiaodong drove Lin Su’er to her hospital to find Vice President Zhao.

"Vice President Zhao," Song Xiaodong said, leading Lin Su’er as he opened Vice President Zhao’s office door.

"Oh, Mr. Song, Director Lin, what brings you both here?" Vice President Zhao walked up warmly and asked.

"Vice President Zhao, I’m here today for a consultation, didn’t we agree on me coming as an external doctor yesterday?"

"Yes, yes, the office is ready for Mr. Song, I’ll take you there right away."

"Which department is Mr. Song interested in consulting for?" Vice President Zhao asked.

"Traditional Chinese Medicine, specializing in chickenpox. If there’s a case of chickenpox that can’t be treated, they can come to me," Song Xiaodong said to Vice President Zhao.

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