Hearing these two words, Li Qiyu stood still in a daze.
Li Qiyu, with the courtesy name Chuning.
The name was taken from the meaning of "pacifying the chaos in Chu and achieving peace".
However, few people knew her courtesy name. Generally, ancient women didn't have courtesy names. Only those well - known and outstanding figures in history books had them. When she was just born, her father received an imperial edict to pacify the chaos in Chu. Her father joked that his daughter was a lucky general and suggested naming her Chuning for good luck.
Of course, the elders of the Li family rejected this idea. Firstly, the family had a generational naming convention. In Li Qiyu's generation, the name should start with the character "Qi". How could they be so random and use a name like Chuning, which would disrupt the generational order? Secondly, people already had some negative associations when they heard about the general's daughter. If she had a gender - neutral name, those who didn't know better might think that the eldest miss of the Li family was an ugly and fat woman.
Finally, both sides had to make concessions.
Li Qiyu, with the courtesy name Chuning, and this courtesy name was only known to family members. To outsiders, she was always called Qiyu.
So, there weren't many people who knew her courtesy name. Even in ancient times, not even her husband, Song Jiaye, who had shared a bed with her, knew she had such a name.
How did the person in front of her know it?
Whether in modern times or ancient times, Song Jiaye shouldn't have known.
Li Qiyu stepped closer, trying to hear what Song Jiaye was saying clearly. But as if he had a sixth sense, as soon as she got closer, he opened his eyes groggily. There was only a moment of confusion in his eyes. After seeing that it was Li Qiyu, he instinctively bounced up from the bed and tried to grab the quilt to cover himself. After tugging for a long time, he grabbed nothing.
"Y - you don't come near me," Song Jiaye said while desperately waving his hand at Li Qiyu and shrinking towards the corner of the bed. He didn't stop until his back was against the headboard and he had nowhere else to retreat. Only then did he realize in a hurry that he had only covered himself with a small square blanket last night because he felt too hot, and now his arms and legs were exposed.
Although he wasn't just wearing his underwear and was still wearing short - sleeved pajamas and shorts, thinking about what Li Xiyu had done to him before, he still felt scared. Just like a woman eager to defend her chastity, he quickly stuffed his legs into the quilt and curled up into a ball in a defensive posture.
With Song Jiaye's commotion, Li Qiyu forgot what she wanted to ask. She looked at Song Jiaye in confusion and then at herself.
Why was he reacting like this? Did she look like a lecher today?
Li Qiyu explained, "I saw that it was already eight o'clock and you still hadn't gotten up, so I came to see if you were sick. How are you? Are you okay?"
"Eight o'clock?" Song Jiaye picked up his phone and saw that it was half - past eight.
He quickly turned off the airplane mode on his phone. In an instant, the phone seemed about to crash as all kinds of messages popped up. Among them, his secretary had called three times, and the rest were from the company's shareholders.
Song Jiaye felt a headache coming on. There was a meeting at the company at half - past nine, and now it was already half - past eight. It was definitely too late.
Song Jiaye called his deputy general manager and asked him to preside over the meeting on his behalf. The deputy general manager was also a brother who had followed him in the film club. After Song Jiaye came to the Li Corporation, this group of original members had also followed him and were now the pillars of the company.
The deputy general manager asked suggestively, "Mr. Song, you sound so tired. What happened? Were you really tired last night?"
Song Jiaye cursed with a headache, "Get out of here!"
At this time, Sister Liu had heard the commotion in the upstairs room and knew that Song Jiaye was up. She shouted downstairs, "Mr. Song, Miss, come down for breakfast."
It was supposed to be breakfast, but after being reheated so many times, it was almost like brunch.
If they didn't eat it soon and it was reheated one more time, it would taste bad and have to be made again.
Li Qiyu, standing at the door, heard clearly. She relayed the message, "Mom Liu told us to go down for breakfast."
Her words were transmitted to the deputy general manager's ears through the phone. The deputy general manager immediately showed an expression of "I understand".
"Mr. Song really has good stamina. Early in the morning, you're still..."
"What are you talking nonsense about?!"
"I understand. Mr. Song and his wife have been married for many years. It's time to work hard for a child. This is a serious matter, a matter of contributing to the future of the motherland. Naturally, we should strongly support it. Don't worry about the company. I'm here. I'll explain it well for you in front of everyone."
Song Jiaye was extremely headache - stricken.
"Explain what? I just didn't sleep well and have a headache. I'm worried that I won't have the energy to handle company matters. Don't talk nonsense."
"I know. You didn't sleep well because of sister - in - law. We're all adults. We understand."
"I..."
Song Jiaye was about to say something else, but the other side quickly said, "You guys are busy. I won't bother you." And then hung up the phone.
Song Jiaye was extremely headache - stricken. This was the bad thing about recruiting his buddies into the company. He didn't know what kind of rumors would spread.
However, he didn't have time to think about company matters for the moment. He said to Li Qiyu,
"I'm going to change my clothes."
His intention was to ask Li Qiyu to leave the room, but unexpectedly, Li Qiyu offered, "Do you need my help?"
When Li Qiyu and Song Jiaye were deeply in love in the past, Song Jiaye would stay in her palace every night. When he went to court in the morning, it was always Li Qiyu who served him to get dressed. So, when Song Jiaye said this today, Li Qiyu didn't realize it was a hint for her to leave. Instead, she thought Song Jiaye was inviting her.
Song Jiaye was extremely speechless. "Li Xiyu, is it fun to flirt with me?"
"Flirt?" Li Qiyu didn't understand why Song Jiaye would say so. Changing clothes was a normal thing. Not only wives would do this for their husbands, but daughters would also do it for their fathers, and sisters for their brothers. When her brother wasn't married, she would even tie his hair. How could this be flirting?
Li Qiyu mumbled, "You modern people are really conservative. So strange."
But seeing Song Jiaye on guard, Li Qiyu knew that staying would only make him unhappy. She left the room and closed the door.
Walking in the stairwell, the angrier she got.
Song Jiaye actually said she was flirting with him?
She was a well - bred young lady. How could she do such a thing?
"Besides, this isn't how you flirt," Li Qiyu said.
She put her left hand on the wall, hooked her index finger with her right hand, and imitated the way she had seen hooligans flirting with little girls when she walked the streets with Zhou Donglin. She raised her eyebrows and had a frivolous expression.
"Hey, girl, give this lord a smile."
This was what flirting was like!
Li Qiyu thought she really had to re - define and educate Song Jiaye about this.
Little did she know that all this had already been seen by Song Jiaye.