Song Yuqiao told Zhou Haitang so many things, drank two cups of coffee in a row to refresh herself, washed her face, and returned to her desk to reopen the document and write her resignation letter.

  Zhou Haitang asked: "Yu Qiao, are you really going to quit and leave?"

  Song Yu nodded: "Uh-huh."

  Zhou Haitang looked at the document on the computer screen that was being finalized, and suddenly opened her arms to hug Song Yuqiao's frail shoulders: "You're leaving, but we'll still be friends."

  "Of course, I'm not going to be executed, why so sentimental?"

  Zhou Haitang was also confused by himself, and smiled: "Don't let me deliver clothes to your hotel again! See if you dare to get drunk again! You're the kind of person who gets knocked out by a little wine."

  By this time, Zhou Haitang paused, "Have you found that person from the hotel last time?"

  They found what they were looking for, but both of them knew it in their hearts and didn't mention it.

  Song Yuqiao's fingers stopped typing on the keyboard, and everyone staring at the dim computer screen became a silhouette...

  Pei Si Cheng...

  It's done. Pei Si had told her to attend the parent-teacher conference for Pei Huai Yu during the day, but she completely forgot about it!

  "Haitang, help me save the document and shut down the computer! Thank you!"

  Song Yuqiao didn't have time to explain anything to Zhou Haitang, grabbed his bag and hastily ran out of the office, leaving behind a stunned Zhou Haitang.

  Zhou Haitang's inner monologue: This role change is too fast, isn't it? In just a minute, she changed from a resentful wife to a strong woman...

  …………

  It was already after 8 pm, and outside it was pitch black. Song Yuqiao took a taxi to the entrance of the First Experimental Primary School, and as soon as she got out of the car, she saw a small dark figure sitting on the steps at the school entrance, propping up her cheek to gaze into the distance.

  Looking at him, Song Yuqiao suddenly called out: "Pei Xiaohuo?"

  She really just came to try her luck, if she hadn't come to the parent-teacher conference, this child would have been considered the eldest grandson of the Pei family and would have definitely been taken back home by others. But now, he's sitting alone in the dark school entrance, looking a bit desolate... Are the Pei family people really so careless?

  Bai Haoyu's eyes sparkled, and with a sudden movement, he jumped up from the steps. "Qiaoqiao, you've finally arrived! Let's go!"

  Song Yuqiao: "......"

  Bai Haoyu ran over and pulled on Song Yuqiao's clothes: "You finally didn't abandon me."

  Not far away, a black private car was hidden under the shade of trees. Pei Si Cheng rolled down the window and pointed to a cigarette that had burned to the end between his fingers.

  He flicked his fingers and the cigarette ash flew off, extinguishing the butt. He shifted gears and stepped on the gas, following the taxi in front of him at a distance until they arrived at Huayuan.

  It's true, his home is in Huayuan, where every inch of land is worth its weight in gold.

  Not far ahead, Pei Hangyu was pulling Song Yuqiao's hand with all his might towards the apartment: "Qiao Qiao, come on up and sit down!"

  Song Yuqiao still had a lingering fear of the last time she saw a naked man in the bathroom, and was definitely not going to go again. She had just moved her lips to speak when someone behind her grabbed her shoulder and applied some force.

  "Didn't get a chance to treat Miss Song well last time, can't just leave without seeing her this time?"

  Pais Cheng's voice was steady, his tall figure completely overshadowing Song Yuqiao's slender shoulders, a sudden sense of oppression.

  Song Yuqiao turned around, and Pei Sicheng's figure was hidden in the light and shadow. The outline of his profile was clear, and his hand was on her shoulder, separated by a thin layer of fabric, as if scorching her skin.

  She felt an inexplicable pressure and her head started hurting a bit.