Madam, Please Behave-Chapter 254: Liu Changqing and Li Chongming (1)

November 19th.

The weather was getting colder.

Before heading out, Liu Changqing made sure to put on a jacket.

Standing at the entrance of the hallway, he watched as An Yuanyao changed her shoes.

She slung her bag over her shoulder, pulled her shoes on, and then stepped out of the door. Liu Changqing followed, closing the door behind them as they headed downstairs together.

Car door opens.

An Yuanyao sat in the passenger seat and buckled up. As she did, she spoke, her tone carrying both curiosity and confusion.

"Where are you taking me today?"

"Just wait and see. You'll know when we get there."

Liu Changqing chuckled, started the car, and drove off.

Throughout the ride, An Yuanyao was brimming with curiosity, constantly trying to guess their destination.

Yet, every time she made a guess, Liu Changqing would simply shake his head.

She tried multiple times—restaurants, shopping malls, specialty stores—but none were correct.

Finally, after chatting for a while, the car came to a stop.

Liu Changqing parked, stepped out, and opened the door for her.

At that moment, the playful smile that had been on An Yuanyao’s face vanished entirely.

Standing beside Liu Changqing, she covered her mouth with one hand, her eyes widening in disbelief.

She stared at the store before them, completely stunned.

Her expression was one of sheer astonishment.

Meanwhile, Liu Changqing smiled gently and reached out, slowly pulling down the hand that was covering her mouth, holding it firmly in his own.

"I’ve owed you this for a long time," he said softly. "After thinking it over, I figured… it’s finally time to buy it for you."

"Changqing…"

Her eyes welled up with tears, as if they were about to fall at any second.

Looking at the man beside her, who was smiling so tenderly, she could no longer hold back.

She threw herself into his arms.

They embraced tightly.

Feeling the eyes of passersby around them, Liu Changqing felt a rare moment of shyness. He caught her in his arms but glanced around nervously.

Lowering his voice, he whispered, "Hey, be careful… there are people watching. We can hug at home, okay?"

"I… I’m just so happy…"

Choking back tears, An Yuanyao finally broke down and cried.

Liu Changqing could feel the dampness of her tears seeping into his shirt.

Hearing her words, he was momentarily taken aback.

Before he could say anything to comfort her, she spoke again.

"I thought… I thought I would never find happiness again in this life. I only ever wished for you to stay by my side a little longer. I never dared to dream that you would… that someone like me, someone who’s been divorced—"

"Are you stupid?"

Liu Changqing cupped her face, his expression suddenly serious as he looked straight into her eyes.

"What nonsense are you talking about? I’ve been divorced too. What’s there to be ashamed of?"

With that, he firmly took her hand and led her toward the store, his gaze unwavering, as if nothing in the world could tear them apart.

Today.

Liu Changqing had brought An Yuanyao here to pick out a ring.

He didn’t want to see her eyes filled with longing every time she watched a wedding scene on TV.

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He didn’t want her to feel sad.

Holding her hand tightly, Liu Changqing led her inside without hesitation.

Looking at the dazzling array of rings before them, he spoke.

"Hello, I’m here to pick up a ring."

Meanwhile, on the other side of the city.

Li Chongming got into the driver’s seat.

After making sure everything was set, he was about to start the car when the passenger door suddenly opened.

A stylishly dressed woman slid into the seat.

If Liu Changqing were here, he would have immediately recognized her—this was the same woman who had been standing beside Li Chongming the night he got drunk.

Seeing the unexpected guest, Li Chongming’s expression darkened.

He shot her a glance before quickly looking away.

"Get out."

"Take me with you!"

Sensing the coldness in his tone, Chu Fang spoke in a sweet, pleading voice.

At 24 years old, she was young and beautiful.

But none of that seemed to have any effect on Li Chongming.

His tone turned even sharper.

"I’m counting to three. If you’re still here, I’ll throw you out myself."

"Don’t be like that—"

"One. Two—"

"Okay, okay! I got it! I’ll get out!"

Realizing he was serious, Chu Fang hastily unbuckled her seatbelt.

Her expression was filled with reluctance.

As she stepped out of the car, she kept looking back, as if hoping he would call her back.

But he didn’t.

The moment she shut the door, before she could even say another word, Li Chongming slammed his foot on the gas pedal and sped away.

Chu Fang stood there, silently watching the car disappear into the distance.

Inside the car, Li Chongming’s expression was grim.

This was bad.

He was well aware that he had gotten himself entangled with Chu Fang.

It all started last month at a business dinner.

He had gotten blackout drunk.

He had no idea who had taken him home, but when he woke up the next morning, the first thing he saw was an unfamiliar ceiling.

Sh*t.

The moment he lifted the blanket, he saw a woman curled up beside him.

Ever since that incident, Chu Fang had latched onto him.

No.

This can’t happen.

Li Chongming clenched the steering wheel tightly.

Everything had been going according to plan.

Marrying Li Wanran had earned him Ye Rong’s favor, and he was already beginning to take over some of the family business.

If Ye Rong and Li Wanran found out about this…

It would be over.

Lately, he had noticed a shift in his relationship with Li Wanran.

The once affectionate atmosphere between them had become strangely distant.

She wasn’t as close to him as before, and her attitude was becoming more indifferent—even perfunctory.

This unsettled him.

Maybe he had been too busy recently to notice her emotional changes.

But it wasn’t too late.

All he had to do was coax her a little, and everything would be fine.

Li Chongming convinced himself of this.

It was a method he had used many times before.

And truth be told, it worked every single time.

Women…

They loved hearing sweet words.

They loved feeling cherished and adored.

Did it have to be sincere?

Not really.

As long as they felt happy and flattered, they would believe it was love.