It can be said that Song Yuqiao's face was originally only slightly flushed, but now it is completely red to the point of being able to drip blood.

  She took a step back and hastily turned around to adjust her skirt.

  Pei Si Cheng thought he had to say something now. So he cleared his throat and asked, "Is the collar of this dress too big or is the underwear I bought for you not suitable?"

  At this moment, from behind, Pei could see Song Yuqiao's bright red ears.

  I've slept enough, I'm so shy that I don't dare let Pei Shuai tease me again.

  "Director Pei, tonight at..."

  Xu Shaojie pushed open the door and spoke halfway before swallowing his words again, feeling that the atmosphere inside was a bit strange.

  Mr. Pei, the big boss, stood in front of the desk, while Secretary Xiao Song stood with his back to Mr. Pei...

  Such a scene is really making people's imagination run wild.

  Pei Si Cheng looked at Xu Shao Jie and asked, "What's up?"

  Xu Shaojie said: "The car is ready downstairs. The dinner party tonight is set at the first floor, and several supplier principals will go."

  "Alright, I know," Pei said: "Three minutes later go down."

  These three minutes are left for Song Yuqiao to go to the bathroom and tidy herself up.

  Otherwise, with a face as red as if dripping with dew, it really looks like a flower bud waiting to be picked, making people unable to bear cutting it off.

  It's better to treasure it in your own heart.

  …………

  Song Yuqiao walked out of the bathroom, her complexion still rosy, but her expression looked unaffected. She had tied up her hair, revealing a slender and beautiful neck, with a white gold necklace hanging from it.

  Pei Si Cheng put on his suit jacket and said, "Let's go."

  Song Yuqiao followed behind Pei Shicheng, she had also heard Xu Shaojie's words just now. It seems that this dinner party, she must follow Pei Shicheng together. Can't push it away.

  The branch of the Pei family in S city was also a big company, so when Song Yuqiao and Pei Si walked into the private room, there were almost people sitting at the table, leaving only two seats.

  Song Yuqiao had also attended such dinners before, so he was still confident in his response.

  No sooner had they sat down than someone offered a toast to Pei, Song Yuqiao was not good at drinking, but still blocked it for a moment. Then, a man in a dark gray suit said: "The one next to President Pei... looks unfamiliar, is he President Pei's new secretary?"

  "Who said she was his secretary?" Pei Si Cheng smiled and asked.

  Song Yuqiao: "......"

  Am I not a secretary?

  Everyone present looked like they understood, actually asking the secretary is also a secretary of nine dan, which male CEO can't have one or two handy little secretaries by his side?

  To be honest, this meal was quite tasteless because the bidding was the next day and the table was full of polite but insincere talk. On the surface, everyone was smiling and chatting, but who knows what sinister tricks they were plotting behind each other's backs.

  Song Yuqiao was not good at drinking, but as an administrative staff member, it was essential to drink. However, whenever she took a sip of wine, she would mostly hold it under her tongue and wait until no one noticed, then use a tissue to cover her mouth and spit it out into the tissue.

  This was the original chief secretary under Dailin Card, considered a senior to Song Yuqiao, who taught her. At that time, this senior taught her how to drink, but every time Song Yuqiao would inevitably get drunk, no matter how many times she tried, with the same result, as if she had a natural tolerance for alcohol, and after getting drunk, she wouldn't get rowdy or talk nonsense.

  Tonight, Pei Shichen's mood seemed to be very good. As long as the other party toasted him, he would not refuse, and sometimes he would even take a sip on behalf of Song Yuqiao. This way of drinking baijiu and red wine like water made Song Yuqiao frown slightly.

  Drinking like this is the easiest way to get drunk, do you really think you're someone who can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk?

  But looking at Pei Si Cheng still chatting and laughing with Zhang Zong beside him, his face didn't show any difference, compared to when he just arrived, it even looked whiter. Song Yu Qiao gradually put her mind at ease.

  However, Pei Si Cheng was an exception when it came to drinking, his face would turn paler and paler, but he never got drunk.

  When it was time to disperse, it was almost ten o'clock. Song Yuqiao followed Pei Si Cheng out and received a call from Old Lady Song.

  Grandma.

  Mrs. Song said: "Still entertaining outside?"

  Song Yuqiao glanced at Pei Si Cheng not far in front of her, slightly turned her body, half covering the receiver, and said: "I've already eaten and come out, I'll be back soon. If you can't wait, Grandma, go to sleep first."

  Mrs. Song said: "I'm feeling great now, I'll listen to some more Peking Opera, be careful on your way home, or else I'll get Ze Nan to pick you up?"

  Song Yuqiao suddenly came back to her senses when she heard the name from Old Lady Song's mouth, and it turned out that Ye Zenan was also staying at his grandmother's place tonight.

  "It's okay, I'll just take a taxi back myself."

  Song Yuqiao hung up the phone and looked at the distant dark night, but his eyes glanced at the colorful neon lights on both sides.

  Sometimes it's like this, the road ahead is gray and uncertain, but there are many colorful temptations around you. These temptations disguise themselves as dazzling colors that attract people's attention, but among the beautiful flowers, there may also be carnivorous plants.

  Pais Cheng had already walked to the side of the car, but with both arms propped against the door, his whole body seemed to be without strength, standing there with half-closed eyes.

  Song Yuqiao walked over to Pei Si Cheng, standing at a relatively safe distance, and said: "Director Pei, tonight I will thoroughly review the supplier's materials for tomorrow. Tomorrow morning before 8 o'clock, I will go directly to the branch office."

  Pei Sichen remained bent over the car door, turning his head to look at Song Yuqiao, his dark pupils filled with intoxication, a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and suddenly reached out his hand to Song Yuqiao.

  Song Yuqiao's wrist was grasped by Pei Chengxuan, who furrowed his brow: "Director Pei?"

  She suddenly realized that Pei Sicheng might be the kind of person who doesn't show the effects of drinking on his face, but his complexion becomes paler the more he drinks. She tried to pull her hand out of his grasp, but didn't expect Pei Sicheng to stumble forward two steps after being pulled and tugged, scaring Song Yuqiao into hurrying over to support him, afraid that he would fall.

  "Trouble sending Director Pei to..."

  Song Yuqiao leaned into the car to speak, but where was the driver?

  The driver just drove away? Isn't that too unprofessional? Peis Cheng is already drunk to this extent.

  Song Yuqiao had also been drinking, and at this stage drunk driving was being strictly checked, so she simply asked the security guard to help park her car in the restaurant's parking lot, then took a taxi with Pei Si Cheng to the hotel.

  Song Yuqiao squeezed Pei Si into the back seat of the car and got in herself, telling the taxi driver the address of the hotel.

  Pei Si Cheng looked like he was in a lot of discomfort, leaning back against the rear seat with his eyes half-closed, exhaling only alcohol fumes. At this moment, his face was as white as snow, making Song Yu Qiao feel a little worried just looking at him.

  Song Yuqiao looked at Pei Si Cheng, who didn't seem fat, but when she helped him walk, she really realized that his muscles were very hard, his bones were pressing against her, and he was heavy on her shoulder. Even from the hotel to the elevator, she was panting and sweating profusely.

  "Where's the room card?" Song Yuqiao asked.

  Pei Si Cheng leaned weakly against Song Yu Qiao's body, one hand propping up the wall, and tilted his body to indicate that it was in his pants pocket.

  Song Yuqiao rolled her eyes: "You can't even handle your liquor and you're drinking so much, showing off."

  She lowered her head to search through Paisley's pockets, and naturally missed the fleeting clarity that flashed across his intoxicating eyes.

  With only a thin layer of suit pants fabric separating them, Song Yuqiao's hand slipped in and naturally came into contact with his scorching thigh temperature. His fingers curled up slightly, feeling his heart rate accelerate and his breathing become somewhat stifled. In an instant, he felt his hands slip, and the room card was nowhere to be found.

  However, Pei Sicheng didn't react at all. Song Yuqiao pretended to be calm and took out the room card from his pocket. With a click, the door opened, and she pulled him into the room, turning on the light.

  Song Yuqiao exerted great effort to throw Pei Shichen onto the bed, his brows tightly furrowed as he murmured seemingly unconsciously: "Water..."

  It seems like the wine is taking effect.

  Song Yuqiao poured a glass of water and handed it to Pei Sheng, helping him sit up. Suddenly, Pei Sheng's eyes opened, and in the next second, he flipped over and pinned Song Yuqiao under his body.

  Song Yuqiao's hand holding a disposable paper cup suddenly tilted over, pouring all the liquid onto the two of them. The lower hem of her skirt and Pei Si Cheng's upper shirt were soaked in large patches.

  "Peace out!"

  She let out a loud cry, her two hands propped up against the chest of Pei's concession in front of her, the heartbeat in her thoracic cavity thumping loudly, as if it was about to burst out of her chest. However, she suddenly went limp and fell onto Song Yuqiao's left shoulder, her exhaled breath scorching his skin.

  Song Yuqiao's heart was racing like a drum, she called out "Pei General" twice but got no response. She then suddenly flipped Pei Shichen off her body and didn't care whether he wanted to drink water or go to the bathroom to wash his face. She directly stormed out of the door.

  Sending Peis Chenglai Hotel was a mistake from the beginning!

  She hastily ran downstairs, out of the hotel door, and the cool night breeze blew away the stifling fire in her heart.

  As she hailed a taxi, Song Yuqiao reflexively looked up at the hotel rooms above, rows of windows some bright and some dark. Her gaze locked onto one particularly black window, her heart skipped a beat, and she tucked the stray hairs behind her ear before getting into the taxi.

  In front of one of the pitch-black windows, Pei Sicheng was standing with his back against the windowsill, one hand holding a cigarette and the other playing with a black metal lighter. There wasn't even half a hint of intoxication in those eyes; the black pupils were like deep, bottomless pools that seemed to see right through everything.

  Will he get drunk?

  He probably lived for thirty years and never got drunk except this time in front of Song Yuqiao when he pretended to be drunk.

  His fingertips still held the residual body temperature from touching Song Yuqiao's wrist earlier, Pei Si clenched his index finger on the tiger's mouth of his right hand, and with a snap, the lighter opened, the orange-yellow flame had a hint of pale blue, like a blue elf in the dark night.

  His gaze fell in the direction where the taxi drove away, and his tongue licked the lower lip.

  It doesn't matter, we have a long future ahead of us.

  ………………

  Song Yu returned to the Song's house, and the gatekeeper stopped her as usual. It was still the same young man who had stopped her two days ago when she rushed in to find Song Hui.

  "How come it's you again?"

  The young man looked spirited, possibly because he had a good sleep during the day for his night shift.

  Song Yu shrugged: "I came to see Grandma Song this time, she is my grandmother."

  The young man smiled suspiciously: "Wait a minute, I'll make a phone call."

  After he finished speaking, he went in to make a phone call, leaving Song Yuqiao standing alone at the door under the dim yellow light.

  But in just a minute, the young man came out: "Why didn't you say you were Miss Song's second daughter last time? If I had known, I would have let you in long ago."

  Song Yuqiao heard this title and smiled bitterly in her heart. Except for a grandmother in the Song family who was willing to acknowledge her, who else would acknowledge her existence?

  The second young lady of the Song family, it's ironic when mentioned outside.

  Song Yuqiao was just about to turn around when he was stopped by the young man.

  "Wait a minute, the old lady said there's no light on the road, it's too dark, she'll find someone to pick you up."

  Song Yuqiao knew her grandmother's temper, and since she had said that someone would come to pick her up, she didn't dare disobey the old lady's meaning anymore, so she stayed here obediently.

  She thought it would be Aunt Wang coming over, but unexpectedly, it was Ye Zenan instead.

  Ye Zenan held an old-fashioned flashlight and walked along the small path where poplar trees and cypress trees intertwined.

  Song Yuqiao suddenly felt as if he had returned to his high school days the moment he saw him.

  She walked shoulder to shoulder with Ye Zenan on the small path, not speaking a word. If only they could be as calm and peaceful as this, but it seemed that from the moment they got married, there had been tension between them.

  Suddenly, Ye Zenan reached out and grabbed Song Yuqiao's hand.

  Song Yuqiao was startled and took a step back, shaking her head vigorously.

  "Now that there's someone else, can't even I touch you?" Ye Zenan gazed coldly at Song Yuqiao's over-the-top actions, gripping the flashlight in his hand tightly.

  "You didn't want to touch me when you said I was dirty, now that you don't think I'm dirty anymore, is it?"

  "What do you think?"

  Whenever Song Yuqiao brought up this topic, Ye Zenan would always lose control, but this time, he was unexpectedly calm, with a sinister smile on his face.

  Song Yuqiao grasped his palm tightly.

  I used to have confidence, but after that night two days ago when I woke up and found myself next to Pei Shichen, can I still muster the courage to get up now?

  Ye Zenan sneered: "Nothing more to say, is there?"

  Song Yuqiao turned away and continued walking forward, "I'm clear in my own heart, you're also clear in your heart."

  "Don't you feel like something's missing from your hand?" Ye Zenan said in a gloomy tone, following behind.

  "An engagement ring? I had forgotten, you once gave me an engagement ring."

  Wedding ring...

  Ye Zhenan never gave a wedding ring to Song Yuqiao.

  The only time was in the third year of high school, Ye Zhenan's father had an air crash, and she and her mother were driven out of the Ye family, living in a rented house in the basement.

  At that time, Ye Zenan was penniless, had fallen out of favor, and was often looked down upon by others.

  One time, when they had saved up enough money, they went to a jewelry store with Song Yuqiao to look at rings. They didn't have enough money to buy anything too expensive, just a slightly better pair of earrings that cost over a thousand yuan.

  Ye Zenan steeled himself and pulled Song Yuqiao's hand, saying to the shop assistant: "I'll take it!"

  However, Song Yuqiao didn't wait for Ye Zenan to take out his wallet and used all her strength to pull him out: "When did I say I wanted a ring! Now that we finally have some money, let's buy something delicious for your mom!"

  This was also the reason why Pei Yuling determined that Song Yuqiao was her daughter-in-law for a long time afterwards.

  Because of comparing heart to heart, Song Yuqiao treated her mother-in-law with the utmost loyalty and dedication during her most difficult times.

  That night, Song Yu took Ye Zenan to the supermarket, bought fish and meat, went back to accompany Pei Yuling to make a big table of dishes, which was the most sumptuous meal in half a year, with fish, meat, and fresh fruit juice.

  At the dinner table, a can of beer was opened. Song Yuqiao took off the pull ring and secretly hid it away. Later that night, when Ye Zhenan sent Song Yuqiao back to school, she took out the hidden pull ring as if making an offering, her eyes smiling mischievously. She put one on Ye Zhenan's finger and another on her own.

  "What is this?"

  Song Yuqiao smiled: "The ring, this way we have a pair of rings, you can't run away and I also can't run away."

  At that time, Song Yuqiao was really lively and innocent, how did she become the quiet personality she is now?

  Ye Zenan came back to himself and Song Yuqiao had already walked far away.

  He clenched the good luck charm in his palm, he really wanted to go up and tightly grasp Song Yuqiao, asking her a question, where was she exactly on the night before last? Why did the chain of this good luck charm break off in the hotel?!

  However, he restrained this impulse in the end.

  This was his first time in three years to restrain his impulse.

  ………………

  Song Yu Hua returned to Song old lady's courtyard and saw that the old lady had not slept yet, watching TV.

  "Eh, didn't Zenan go pick you up? Didn't he see anyone?"

  "I just..."

  A voice came from behind: "Grandma, I smoked a cigarette outside and let Qiao come in first."

  "Now that you're back, I can finally go to sleep," said Old Lady Song as she stood up and called out to Wang Ayi, "Is the room tidy?"

  "Wang Auntie said: 'Pick up, it's done.'"

  Since we are still husband and wife, then we must be in the same house, under the same roof, even on the same bed.

  Song Yuqiao looked at the double bed in the room and went straight into the bathroom.

  By the time she came out of the bathroom, Ye Zhenan had already changed into his pajamas.

  Song Yuqiao didn't even give him a glance, and walked straight to the side of the closet, pulled out a quilt, and lay down on the sofa against the wall in front of the TV.

  Ye Zenan sat on the edge of the bed, sneering: "Even now, you're still unwilling to sleep in the same bed as me?"

  Song Yuqiao closed his eyes: "I don't want to disgust you anymore."

  Ye Zenan slammed the ashtray in his hand fiercely and rushed over, grabbing Song Yuqiao's shoulder: "Am I disgusting you or are you disgusted with me? I'm asking you, who did you go to the hotel with the night before last?! Ah?"

  A hint of panic flashed across Song Yuqiao's eyes.

  Ye Zenan saw it in his eyes, sneering: "You're thinking of how to gloss over with me, aren't you? Then I'll ask you, where's the bracelet on your wrist? Where's the Ruyi pearl you bought for your Benming year?"

  Song Yuqiao was taken aback and only then noticed that the bracelet on her wrist, which she had never taken off, was gone.

  This bracelet was bought by her in front of a temple, and after buying it, she went to the temple on the mountain and asked the abbot to consecrate it, saying that it can turn evil into good luck in this year of Benming, which is what she treasures.

  But two days have passed and she still hasn't discovered it?!

  These two days, her mind has been filled with Pei Si Cheng, and in front of her eyes, he is always lingering, concentrating all her attention on this sudden man, completely unable to distinguish others.

  Ye Zenan saw Song Yuqiao fall into deep thought, thinking that she was thinking about how to fool him again. He suddenly became anxious and pressed down, approaching her: "What do you want to tell me this time? You said outside that there's no man?"

  Song Yuqiao suddenly came back to her senses, pushed Ye Zenan away with both hands, and said coldly: "Yes, I had a relationship with another man, what's wrong with that? And you? How many women have you slept with? You don't think I'm dirty, but I think you're dirty!"

  Ye Zenan's forehead bulged with blue veins, it was clear that he was really angry, gripping Song Yuqiao's wrist and increasing his strength, as if wanting to twist her wrist off.

  Just then, Wang Ayi knocked on the door outside.

  "Is everything all right? The old lady just heard some noise and asked me to come ask."

  Ye Zenan slowly relaxed his grip on Song Yuqiao's wrist, and Song Yuqiao also stared at Ye Zenan with a dead gaze, panting for a while. When Wang Ayi called out again from outside the door, "Miss?", Ye Zenan finally got off Song Yuqiao's body and entered the bathroom.

  Song Yu rubbed his sore wrist and opened the door.

  "Aunt Wang, it's okay, I accidentally knocked over the ashtray on the table just now."

  Wang Ayi smiled and said, "It's okay as long as nothing is wrong. I'll go tell the old lady now."

  Song Yuqiao said: "Let my grandmother go to bed early, tomorrow morning I'll accompany her for a walk in the park."

  Before closing the door, Wang Ayi's sharp eyes caught sight of a messy quilt on the sofa by the wall and she hesitated for a moment, "That..."

  Song Yuqiao closed half of the door and opened it again, "What's wrong?"

  "Aunt Wang hastily waved her hand: 'Nothing, nothing.'"

  She returned to Old Lady Song's side, and Old Lady Song asked: "What happened just now?"

  "It's nothing, just the young lady accidentally knocked over an ashtray on the table and it broke on the floor. The young lady has already cleaned it up."

  Wang Yi has been by the old lady's side for twenty years, from the age of 20 to now 40. She knows what to say and what not to say. This time, whether Song Yuqiao and Ye Zenan are really quarreling or pretending to, it's none of her business, so she doesn't speak.

  ………………

  After a heated argument that almost turned physical, it ended up in a cold war.

  But anyway, it was a peaceful night, Song Yuqiao lay on the sofa, Ye Zenan lay on the bed, and in the quiet of the night, they could hear each other's breathing, but there was no warmth.

  The two of them stayed awake with their eyes open until dawn, but they didn't say another word to each other.

  The next morning, Song Yuqiao got up before dawn because she suddenly remembered that the materials handed over by Pei Si yesterday had not been sorted out. She sat up and put her laptop on her legs, starting to sort out several documents.

  Ye Zenan didn't sleep well either. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Song Yuqiao with red eyes typing away on her laptop keyboard.

  They calmed down for a night, thought for a night, and Ye Zenan moved his lips, calling out: "Song Yuqiao."

  Song Yuqiao's eyes remained fixed on the computer screen, "If you still want to quarrel with me, then don't speak. If you're calm now and won't try to strangle me at every turn, then let's sit down and talk about the divorce agreement."

  Ye Zenan's anger, which had finally subsided with great difficulty, was once again successfully ignited by Song Yuqiao.

  "Impossible," Ye Zenan gritted his teeth, "You want me to let go, and then you'll go find your man outside? I'm telling you, Song Yuqiao, it's impossible!"

  Song Yuqiao said: "Ye Zenan, if the two of us can't have a good talk, then we'll have to go to court. But I think that once it gets to court, the first one to be exposed will be you, Ye CEO, who has already been married for three years. With all these scandals coming out every day, do you think you'll benefit from it?"

  "You're really considerate of me, finding a new home so quickly. It's not the same, is it? You want to get rid of me as a loss-making goods so soon?" Ye Zenan restrained himself from throwing things and sat on the edge of the bed.

  Song Yuqiao stopped talking and focused on reading the materials in front of her.

  But how is it possible? She's not a cold-blooded animal, she can't really do without true feelings.

  She got up and made herself up in front of the mirror, covering up the dark circles under her eyes. When she came out, Ye Zhenan was opening her laptop to take a look.

  "These are all Pei's confidential files. How did you find them?" Ye Zenan pointed his finger at the mouse and slid down.

  These things, let alone him, even his mother Pei Yuling, as the eldest daughter of the Pei family, had no chance to get in touch with them, but now they are on Song Yuqiao's computer.

  Song Yuqiao walked directly over, took the laptop from Ye Zenan's hand, closed it and stuffed it into his computer bag, then turned around to leave.

  Ye Zenan said: "Don't you plan on making things clear with me?"

  Song Yuqiao sneered: "Didn't I hand in my resignation letter before? You didn't allow it, so I had to secretly take on jobs myself."

  After finishing speaking, Song Yuqiao slammed the door shut.

  All night long, she had been suppressing it. If even closing the door for Ye Zenan required gentle movements, she was afraid that she would really suffocate from holding back her emotions.

  Ye Zenan listened to the creaking of the door, suppressing his anger, and walked two laps in the room. The new company mentioned by Song Yuqiao, was it Pei's?

  He wasn't originally a hot-tempered person, but facing Song Yuqiao, he seemed unable to completely calm down, always involuntarily thinking of her enchanting posture when she was under other men, and gritting his teeth in anger.

  Ye Zenan lit a cigarette and then took out his mobile phone to call his mother Pei Yuling.

  "Mom, who is in charge of the Bae family now?"

  Pae Yu-ling, who was woken up by her son's phone call early in the morning, was confused by this question and said: "What happened to your little uncle who just returned from abroad last year?"

  Little uncle... Pei Si Cheng?

  Ye Zenan didn't answer his mother's question, instead he continued to ask: "Mom, are you really planning on letting Xu Wenyi give birth to that child? I won't acknowledge it."

  Pei Yuling said: "I know you're like that, but you also know, now you need a son to shut up those uncles of yours. Do you really think your dad and I have been living well these past few years? If it wasn't for..."

  Ye Zenan interrupted her mother's words, "If it wasn't for Song Yuqiao secretly transferring the Song family's money to us at that time, we might still be living in that basement now!"

  "Can you talk like that? Are you trying to annoy me early in the morning? What's the point of bringing up things from back then?"

  "Mom, I'm just reminding you, I know you only want the child in Xu Wenli's belly to keep your position in the Ye family, but do you think she won't reveal everything after giving birth? Although she's not a biological daughter of the Song family, once they find out, they'll definitely not let it go, mom, don't be blinded by your emotions, okay?"

  ………………

  Pei Yuling hung up Ye Zenan's phone and closed her eyes.

  These days, she has also seen very clearly that whether it is in terms of character or personality, Song Yuqiao is far superior to Xu Wanyi. Xu Wanyi is too petty and narrow-minded, often crying at the drop of a hat, and cannot bear even the slightest grievance. If it weren't for the fact that she's pregnant, how could she tolerate having such a spoiled and delicate woman around the house? Just looking at her is annoying.

  At first, I wanted to go to Ye's company to work, but after being assigned to the headquarters for a week, I didn't go again, saying it was too tiring. It's better to stay at home and rest during pregnancy anyway. Now I feel suffocated at home and always want to go out to some lively places. There are many things to do and they're all messy, it feels like I'm born to trouble others. This is completely different from Song Yuqiao's easy-going personality.

  Song Yuqiao still remembered the kindness Ye's family had shown her back then, but over the past three years of marriage, she had also seen how her son looked at Song Yuqiao, which was rooted in the fact that Song Yuqiao had left without warning after high school graduation and didn't come back for two years.

  In those two years, her son Ye Zenan almost turned the entire city of C upside down to find this woman, but Song Yuqiao's information was like a stone sinking into the ocean, without any news.

  Ye Zenan once got drunk and vomited blood, all for this woman who had gone missing.

  Pei Yuling saw it with her own eyes and of course felt pain in her heart for her own son.

  She didn't understand why Song Yuqiao would suddenly disappear without a word back then, despite having feelings for her that ran so deep. She knew that there must be some unknown reason behind it all, and after Ye Zenan got drunk one time, he finally revealed the truth - that Song Yuqiao had caught him in bed with Luo Luo, who was Song Yuqiao's best friend.

  Pai Yu-ling asked in shock: "Why?"

  She absolutely didn't believe that her own son would do such a thing, because she had once held her grandson dearly and wanted her son to marry Song Yuqiao when she was eighteen years old, but Ye Zhenan refused, saying that such a wonderful thing must be reserved for the wedding night.

  After some questioning, Ye Zenan finally said that at that time, he was given a hallucinogenic drug by a woman named Lu Lu, and mistakenly took Lu Lu for Song Yuqiao. Coincidentally, Song Yuqiao returned from outside and stumbled upon this embarrassing scene.

  Pei Yuling was shocked and angry when she heard this. How could her son be schemed by such a woman, leaving a deep shadow in his heart?

  Then, Pei Yuling inquired about it from all sides and finally found a hypnotist to cover up Ye Zenan's unbearable memories.

  Since this woman is not coming back, why should the son suffer from such self-blame? Which man is not promiscuous, even Pei Yuling's husband Ye Qijun had a child with someone outside in those years.

  But unexpectedly, two years later, Song Yuqiao actually came back.

  The process of reminiscing was long and exhausting, just like an old yellowed photograph with a strong musty smell and a sense of guilt. Just as Pei Yuling struggled to emerge from her memories, Liu's voice sounded outside the door.

  "Madam, the medicine I sent over to Miss Xu, I saw her pour it away... for three days in a row now."

  Pei Yuling furrowed her brow, thinking of Xu Wanli's pretentious appearance made her feel full of anger: "Send another bowl over for me to see her drink it!"

  ………………

  The Song family.

  The old people generally sleep lightly, when Song Yuqiao went out, Old Lady Song had already woken up.

  "How come you're up so early?" The old lady saw Song Yuqiao and was very puzzled.

  Song Yuqiao waved the document bag in his hand: "There's a meeting at the company today, I need to go familiarize myself with it first, anyway I'm already awake, so I'll get up."

  "Go ahead, I'll have Little Liu see you off."

  "It's okay," Song Yuqiao said, "but Grandma can't take you to the park for a walk today, and we'll make it up tomorrow."

  "Alright," Old Lady Song smiled, with wrinkles at the corners of her eyes. "I don't want to keep you young people from your busy schedules, go ahead and don't let me delay your important matters."

  Song Yuqiao knew his grandmother's temper and said this half-jokingly, then stuck out her tongue and turned to leave.

  As soon as they got on the car, Song Yuqiao said to the driver, "Liu Shu, would you mind stopping at the morning market at Zhengjin Road intersection? I'm craving something and want to eat their soy milk fried dough sticks."

  Song Yuqiao smiled as she spoke.

  Because of Ye Zenan's affair, her mood isn't very good, now she just hopes to turn the bad mood around with feelings towards other people outside.

  Liu Shu said: "Zhengjin Road? The morning market there was demolished two years ago and turned into a department store."

  Song Yu Qiao was taken aback slightly.

  It's been three years since she left home, and people have changed over the past three years. Those scenes will not stay in their original place anymore.

  It's been over three years already.

  Song Yuqiao looked out of the window.

  Liu Shu said: "There is also a soy milk breakfast shop in Jinping, and the things are pretty good."

  Song Yuqiao spoke again, and the excitement from earlier was gone. He said calmly: "Then let's go there."

  When she arrived at Pei's place, it was not yet eight o'clock. Song Yuqiao carried a soy milk and fried dough stick, thinking that if Pei still didn't let her in, she would buy a cup of coffee at Starbucks and sit for a while.

  However, the Pei's store has already opened, but employees need to swipe their cards to enter.

  Isn't this just like not having it at all?

  Song Yuqiao turned around and wanted to leave, but Xǔ Shǎo Jié walked towards her.

  "Good morning, Manager Xu."

  Xu Shaojie was taken aback and said: "Secretary Song, you're also up so early."

  Song Yuqiao said: "The work that General Pei entrusted has not been completed, came a little earlier, but need to swipe the employee card to enter, I don't have one."

  Xu Shaojie took out his own card and swiped it to enter, saying: "It's our fault for not thinking ahead, sorry."

  Song Yuqiao said it was okay and followed Xu Shaojie into the house, but in her heart, she had already raised a question mark.

  As a senior executive in the company, it's not unreasonable to do things for the company like this. However, she clearly felt that Xu Shaojie was a bit of a problem, and the flash of surprise on his face when she greeted him just now had not escaped her notice.

  Perhaps it was a woman's sensitivity and sixth sense that made Song Yuqiao leave a little more room in her heart.

  Song Yuqiao entered Pei Cheng's office, ate two mouthfuls of fried dough sticks, and then opened the computer to sort out documents.

  When Pei Si arrived, through the glass door, he saw Song Yuqiao sitting in front of the computer with a focused expression.

  Song Yuqiao wore a pair of black-rimmed glasses, her hair not yet tied up, but simply tied back in a low ponytail, with loose strands framing her face, and next to her was a disposable paper cup containing soy milk and an oil strip that had already been bitten into twice.

  Pei Si stopped in his tracks, not pushing open the door to enter or making a sound to disturb her, just standing quietly by the door, gazing at Song Yuqiao who was concentrating intensely at this moment.

  Compared with when I first met Song Yuqiao in a Vancouver bar, he is much more calm and collected now.

  However, at that time, Song Yuqiao told him that her name was Xia Chuchu, so later on, for a very long time, Pei Si Cheng had been looking for a woman named Xia Chuchu in Vancouver, Canada.

  It can be said that they completely went in the wrong direction.

  She's really a deceitful woman. Back then, she deceived him by saying her name was Xia Chuchu. Now that they've met for the first time, she's deceiving him again by saying she's in an international relationship.

  The more beautiful the woman is, the better she is at deceiving people.