This time, Song Yuqiao had a fruit salad personally made by Pei Hangyu... with sugar added.

  And it's too sweet, almost to the point of being cloying, and the sweetness is a bit uncomfortable for my throat.

  But looking at the little guy's sincere eyes, Song Yuqiao smiled and said: "Thank you Pei Huanyu, it's delicious."

  Pei Hangyu heard the praise and his heart burst with joy. He used a spoon to scoop up another piece of pineapple: "Qiao Qiao, eat some more!"

  Pei Si noticed some subtle expressions on Song Yuqiao's face, walked over and carried Pei Hangyu up the stairs: "Go take a bath! Are you going to have Qiao wash you again today? You're all grown men."

  Bai Hangyu's face was a little red, and it wasn't until they reached the second floor where Song Yuqiao couldn't see them that he struggled to get down from Pei Si Cheng's back.

  "Dad, you're just jealous that I can get close to Qiao Qiao but you can't, humph!"

  Pei Si caught Pei Hangyu off guard and threw him into the bathroom, closing the door behind him.

  Bai Haoyu shouted in the bathroom: "Dad, you big tail wolf!"

  When Pei Cheng came down from upstairs, he happened to pick up a cup of lemon tea and saw Song Yuqiao looking for water to drink.

  "This doesn't have sugar."

  Song Yuqiao was taken aback.

  She indeed doesn't like eating sweet things, but how did Peis Cheng know about this? What a coincidence.

  Song Yuqiao took over the lemon tea and sipped it slowly, watching Pei Si Cheng walk in wearing a pair of slippers and open the refrigerator to take out a can of beer.

  "Do you want to drink beer?"

  Song Yuqiao hastily withdrew his gaze, shook his head, and put down the lemon tea. "Director Pei, it's getting late, I'll leave first. Today's events are really sorry, this afternoon was too busy, I forgot about the parent-teacher conference, I'm really sorry."

  Song Yuqiao said, and then bowed her head to express her apology. She came up to sit down, mainly wanting to explain the situation in the afternoon to Pei Su Cheng. Now staying at Pei Su Cheng's house again would not be reasonable, "Then I'll leave first."

  Pei did not stop him, but quietly watched as Song Yuqiao hastily walked towards the door with his bag, only to find that it wouldn't open after trying several times.

  Song Yuqiao looked at the password lock that had already been set up and finally gave up, turning around, "Director Pei, I'm afraid..."

  "I'm going."

  Song Yuqiao froze as soon as she heard Pei Sheng call out her name.

  "I heard you're Mrs. Ye, the president's wife?"

  Song Yuqiao looked at the password lock in front of her, wishing that her eyes could open locks with infrared rays, or else she would find a crack in the ground to drill into, because she had a hunch that what Pei Shicheng was about to say would absolutely not be tactful and would not leave her any face.

  Indeed.

  Pei Si Cheng said: "Who told me with all sincerity that her boyfriend was in Australia, and it was a long-distance relationship?"

  From Little Song at first sight, to Assistant Song, to Miss Song, and now Yuqiao, it's a perfect transition without any pressure.

  Paisi took a sip of iced beer and suddenly felt like the whole world had brightened up.

  Song Yuqiao absolutely didn't have such a good mood, late at night discussing his failed marriage of the past three years with a single man worth over 100 million, he simply didn't speak, just waiting for Pei Si to open the door.

  However, her stomach suddenly growled twice, which sounded particularly out of place in such a quiet environment.

  Song Yuqiao had a meal in the morning, and was tormented by various things all day long, except for two cups of invigorating coffee, he didn't eat anything at all.

  Her face flushed slightly, and she pursed her lips, "Sorry, Pei..."

  Pei Si Cheng raised an eyebrow and interrupted her: "Hungry?"

  Before Song Yu could respond, Pei Si Cheng had already stood up and walked towards the kitchen, "Is there anything you can't eat?"

  Song Yu suddenly felt embarrassed, "General Pei, don't bother, I'm not hungry."

  The sentence was too unconvincing, Song Yuqiao's stomach responded appropriately and growled again. Pei Si Cheng turned around to look at Song Yuqiao, noticing the flush on her ears, and hooked up the corner of his mouth.

  But in the next second, Pei Shuai noticed that Song Yuqiao's neck scarf exposed skin was somewhat purple, and the smile on his face immediately disappeared.

  "Eh, Director Pei..."

  Pei Sicheng had already pressed down Song Yuqiao's raised arm, and his other hand untied Song Yuqiao's silk scarf.

  Sure, here is the translation:

  As expected, on her fair and delicate neck, there were two pinch marks.

  His eyes grew even colder, "Who did this?"

  Song Yuqiao snatched back the silk scarf and wrapped it around her neck again, lowering her head.

  "Ye Zenan, did you abuse her?" Pei Si Cheng's voice was cold as ice.

  "No," Song Yuqiao took a step back, "General Pei, your words are too severe."

  Pei Si Cheng didn't say another word and turned around to head towards the kitchen.

  Is it serious? I'm afraid so.