I almost touched the moon

After hearing what Cheng Che said, Wen Song was silent for a long time. However, tears started to flow down his cheeks without him noticing. When he looked at Cheng Che, his eyes were filled with heartache.

"Why are you crying?" Cheng Che quickly comforted her, "I'm fine. I didn't have a good relationship with Mr. Cheng to begin with."

"You don't have to make such a fuss with him because of me..." Wen Song sighed, "Ache, I'm sorry."

"You can't apologize for something like this." Cheng Che gently scratched her nose and smiled to comfort her, "My sister told me that I should never blame myself for other people's mistakes. So what are you doing now?"

"Oh..." Wen Song sighed again and was speechless for a moment. She seemed to have really changed a lot. She became a little sentimental and even blamed herself for such things, even though she knew very well that she had done nothing wrong.

She suddenly hugged Cheng Che, buried her whole body in his chest, raised her head and said, "I'm sorry, Che, I thought you would advise me to let it go and not care about it."

"How is that possible?" Cheng Che said immediately, "How can I persuade you to keep quiet about this kind of thing? If someone says this about you, or my mother, I will definitely fight them to the death. Don't worry, I've taken care of it."

"But it's your own business..." Wen Song hesitated, "Ache, thank you."

"I'm fine." Cheng Che kissed her forehead gently, "I don't care, but I care about you very much, and I'm also very grateful to Lawyer Wen for bringing you into this world."

After hearing what he said, Wen Song felt like crying again. He quickly turned his head away, took a deep breath to calm himself down, and leaned forward to kiss him: "I don't know what else I can do to repay you for what you have done for me."

"Sister, you don't have to do anything. You have already done a lot for me."

Cheng Che said, showing an aggrieved expression, but with a smile on his face, "But I've been kicked out of the house now, so can my wife take me in? If you don't take me in, I'll have nowhere to go. I'll have to sleep on the street, can you bear it?"

"Idiot..." Wen Song burst into laughter, raised his face and kissed him, "Of course I can't bear it."

After that, she took out a bank card from her card wallet and handed it to him. "I don't have much cash on hand. There is about 150 million Swiss francs in this card. The password is 9764. You can use it to pay for the training. If it's not enough, I'll ask my mother for more."

He gave him another credit card and said, "Take this one too. Mr. Cheng will definitely suspend your credit card as well."

"What? Are you going to support me?" Cheng Che couldn't help but laugh when he saw her serious and worried look, and helped her put the bank card back into her card wallet.

He hugged her and said, "No, I have money. It's impossible that I don't have any savings after all these years. Besides, I have dividends from my shares. I don't need my wife to support me. Thank you, baby."

"Really?" Wen Song was still a little worried. "Don't try to be so arrogant. I don't usually have much money to spend. Just take it."

"Really, you don't need it!" Cheng Che quickly stopped her hand from transferring money to him, and said half-jokingly, "Sister, I really have money. If you don't believe me, I'll show you my bank account now. It's no problem to support the two of us."

"Don't worry about me, just spend it on yourself." Wen Song smiled and instructed Cheng Che, "But if you run out of money, you must tell me, okay?"

"Got it, my little sponsor." Cheng Che felt amused and touched. "Baby, if you spend money on me like this, you will be kicked out of the group chat by President Qiu and President Zhang."

"Ah? What?" Wen Song didn't react for a moment.

"That's the name of the group chat of the three of you." Cheng Che laughed, "It's not called 'Kick out if you spend money on a man', aren't you afraid that they will kick you out?"

"That one." Wen Song said with a smile, "That one was specially set up for Qiu Xuanyan to prevent her from spending money on Lu Mingqian out of the blue. But it's okay to spend it on you, and you won't be kicked out by them."

"Baby, why do you hate Lu Mingqian so much?" Cheng Che sighed and said softly, "He's a nice guy, hardworking and simple, with no gossip about him. He also has a good personality and is very popular."

"Because he is sick!"

Wen Song said bluntly, "When you upgraded their cabin, why did he have to say something to you? He made you so embarrassed. He's sick. I hate people who pretend to be noble like this. Is it wrong to have money? Did you rob him? That's really funny."

After hearing this, Cheng Che smiled softly and said in surprise, "So it's because of me... I thought it was because of Mr. Qiu. That's fine, I don't mind. Besides, I also did something wrong in that matter."

"What did you do wrong?" Wen Song continued to complain unhappily, "You gave them an upgrade out of kindness, how come it's your fault? Cheng Che, you are really too kind sometimes."

"No, ba." Cheng Che explained patiently, "We are traveling for the competition, and the rules require us to travel in economy class. It's not good for me to ask for special treatment. Boys at this age are more sensitive. I didn't consider his feelings."

After listening to this, Wen Song was silent. She couldn't understand why Cheng Che always had to consider others.

After a moment of silence, she smiled and said, "Compared to you, I find that I am really a vicious person."

"You can't say that about yourself." Cheng Che lowered his head and kissed the corner of her lips, rubbed her head and said, "Sister has her own way of life, which is also good. It will make life easier this way."

“You can’t please everyone.”

Wen Song had no intention of judging or interfering with Cheng Che's attitude towards life, but just as Cheng Che wanted her to live an easy life, she had the same idea.

"Since no matter what you do, there will always be people who are dissatisfied, why not just do what makes yourself happy."

After listening to her, Cheng Che smiled and said to her, "Sister, what you said makes sense."

Seeing that she had been applying cold compresses to herself, the redness and swelling on her face had mostly subsided. I took the ice pack from her hand and put it aside, then hugged her and asked, "Sister, you didn't have enough for dinner, I'll go make you some midnight snack."

"There's nothing in the refrigerator except mineral water..." Wen Song said silently, "I was a little hungry just now and wanted to cook ramen, but I found that there were not even eggs. It should be because I don't live here anymore, so Aunt Zhou didn't help me buy groceries."

"Then let's go home. I'll cook for you." Cheng Che stood up from the sofa, held her hand, and said half-jokingly, "In the future, don't leave me alone and run back to your parents' home when you're unhappy. I'll be sad."

Wen Song looked at his childish yet serious look and couldn't help but laugh. He nodded and said, "I know. How could I bear to leave you behind?"