Pei Si Cheng tried turning the door handle of Song Yu Qiao's room and... it opened.

  Song Yuqiao surprisingly didn't lock up inside last night?

  A little regretful.

  The door creaked open silently, and the person inside was sitting on the bed with their back to the door, naturally unaware.

  Pei Si's arms were wrapped around his chest. He stood still, leaning against the door frame, his eyes fixed on Song Yuqiao's clean and bright back, shining with a soft light. From head to toe, he was only wearing a small floral underwear, and the light that came through the curtains faintly outlined a smooth curve, with two peaches-like shapes on his chest that seemed ripe for picking.

  He unconsciously clenched his fist and took a step forward without realizing it.

  Song Yuqiao had just washed up in the bathroom. She sat on the bed and changed into her pajamas, but where was her undershirt? She had thrown it somewhere yesterday. She lifted up the quilt, but it wasn't underneath either.

  Yesterday, it seemed that I had forgotten to take out the bath after washing, Song Yuqiao got out of bed and put on her shoes. She turned around and saw Pei Si Cheng standing against the wall. She was shocked and cried out, hurriedly covering her chest with a quilt.

  "When did you come in?"

  Pei Si chuckled and said with a big smile: "When you took off your pajamas."

  Song Yuqiao's face turned red as she was about to speak, when Pei Hangyu's footsteps came from outside.

  "Jiao Jiao, Jiao Jiao, are you up yet?" Pei Huan Yu seemed to run over like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, but ended up crashing into a human wall. "Dad, how did you come out of Jiao Jiao's room?"

  Pei Su closed the door behind him and dragged his son by the collar into the living room.

  Bai Haoyu patted his short legs: "Dad, what's with the sly smile on your face? Hurry up and put me down, I want to go find Qiaoqiao!"

  ………………

  After Song Yuqiao changed into good clothes, he first responded to Zhou Haitang's words and called Dai Lina.

  "Dai jie, I'm feeling unwell today and can't go to the company. I'll ask for a leave of absence."

  Dai Lin Ka said: "You can come later, but you must come. Although your news has been withdrawn, the aftermath is not over yet. If you hide now and don't come out, it will make those entertainment reporters even more sensationalized. Don't forget that you still have to go to Jia Ge this afternoon to discuss activity planning."

  Song Yuqiao said: "Now that I've encountered this kind of thing, isn't it to avoid suspicion?"

  "There's no need," Darlene said, "if it wasn't going to happen anyway, where's the need to avoid suspicion."

  Song Yuqiao had no choice but to let Dai Lina go to the company.

  "Right, Yuqiao," Dailin Card hurriedly called out to Song Yuqiao before hanging up the phone, "You give Ye a call and explain the situation."

  "Huh?"

  Dai Lin's words carried a hint of solemnity, "He was frantic last night looking for you, asking me to investigate the matter clearly and tell him. You were with me when we went out for social events, so I should also take some responsibility. But I trust your character, you absolutely wouldn't do something like that, do you understand?"

  If Song Yuqiao still doesn't understand at this point, then she has been wasting her time in the workplace for three years.

  Dai Lina also managed to wash her hands clean of the whole thing, treating it as if it never happened, and stubbornly refused to admit it.

  "I understand."

  Song Yuqiao sighed and sat on the edge of the bed for a while before getting up to make breakfast in the kitchen.

  Because she promised the little guy to cook something delicious yesterday, but even a clever woman can't cook without rice, Song Yuqiao opened the refrigerator and found it almost empty.

  I really don't know how these father and son spend their days.

  But fortunately there were eggs and ham.

  Song Yuqiao mixed flour with eggs, stirred them evenly to make an egg pancake, sprinkled a layer of green scallions on top, and then used a soy milk machine to whip up three cups of thick five-grain soy milk.

  When the dishes were served, two people, one big and one small, were already ready at the table.

  Bai Hangyu actually brought out a handkerchief that hadn't been used for many years, wrapped it around his neck, and lay on the table like a small Haba dog, staring with wide eyes, as if he was about to stick out his tongue and drool.

  Song Yuqiao said: "Just make do with eating, there is no food in the fridge."

  "Let's go shopping at the supermarket for a bit and buy some things back."

  Song Yuqiao lowered his head and didn't make a sound.

  Now that yesterday's storm has passed, there is no reason to stay at Pei Cheng's house today.

  However, she is now finding it increasingly difficult to refuse Pei's help. He has helped her time and again, and with nothing to repay him, saying thank you seems a bit excessive. At most, she can only cook meals for his son, but still owing people favors makes her uncomfortable.

  It just so happened that while I was having breakfast, there was music playing in my ears, wave after wave, non-stop.

  Song Yuqiao looked at Pei Si Cheng: "Your phone has been ringing."

  "Never mind."

  As soon as Pei Chi's phone was turned on, it almost exploded with incoming calls.

  From the rumored Lu Jingchong, to the stirred-up Gu Qingcheng, and even his father Pei Linfeng, all of them had their teeth clenched, with an expression that seemed like they wanted to tear Pei San apart.

  However, these people absolutely wouldn't guess that Pei San was at this moment enjoying a delicious breakfast with his wife and children.

  ………………

  Bai Haoyu had already asked Li Bei to ask the teacher for leave, but Song Yuqiao disagreed and said: "You're not sick, why don't you go to school?"

  Pei Xiao Hu immediately covered his stomach: "Ah, my stomach hurts."

  “…making your tummy hurt is not being a good kid.”

  "Alright."

  In the end, I still had no choice but to go to school.

  Sitting in the car, Pei Hangyu pitifully said to his dad: "You call Li Bei's uncle and tell him that he doesn't need to ask for leave on my behalf."

  "Say it yourself." Pei Si handed his phone over to Pei Huai Yu.

  Pei Hangyu scrunched up his face and dialed Uncle Li Bei's phone number.

  While Li Bei had just walked out of school, he once again played the role of an extremely irresponsible "parent", and was lectured by the teacher without mercy, bringing up all sorts of arguments about "not teaching one's children".

  He is so innocent, he has not even entered the marriage hall, where would he have a son?

  How could such a kind and gentle good person have such a "naughty" son? This is obviously the offspring of a sinister boss.

  As soon as he left the school gate, Li Bei received a call from Pei Haoyu.

  Li Bei stared at the screen of her mobile phone for ten seconds, hesitated for a moment, before finally pressing the answer button.

  "Uncle Li Bei, I'm going to school today, you don't need to help me ask for leave."

  Lei Bei: *silence*

  Bae Ho-young said: "You don't have to be criticized by your teacher anymore."

  Young master, you're a step too late! I've already been criticized.

  Arriving at the school gate, Pei Hangyu carried a large backpack and said goodbye to Song Yuqiao: "Qiao Qiao, you have to come pick me up tonight!"

  Song Yuqiao already knew that keeping promises to children was a must, or it would have a great impact on them. He wanted to explain things clearly to Pei Hangyu, but tonight he might not be able to come over due to work. Just as he opened his mouth, his wrist was caught by Pei Si Cheng.

  Pei took a step forward naturally and put his hand on Song Yuqiao's waist, saying to his son: "Qiao Qiao knows, you'd better go in quickly, or you'll be late again."

  Song Yuqiao wanted to dodge sideways, but Pei Cheng increased his strength, almost making her bump into his arms.

  There are many parents sending their children at the school gate, all of whom are fathers and mothers or grandfathers and grandmothers, but what is she doing here as Bae Hwan-young?

  Song Yuqiao couldn't get rid of it, so he simply said to Pei Si: "This is what you promised your son, I didn't promise."

  "Who promised isn't important," Peis said, "what's important is that he knows you'll come for him."

  Song Yuqiao: "......"

  There was no one else in the car except for Song Yuqiao and Pei Si Cheng.

  Song Yuqiao turned her head sideways to look out of the car window, avoiding looking at Pei Shichen beside her.

  The atmosphere between the two people seemed slightly awkward, the car was very quiet, as if you could hear your own heartbeat.

  The words that Song Yuqiao wanted to say, she had already said them all in the women's dressing room last night. Pei Si Cheng's attitude was still ambiguous, was he really serious? Could she herself be serious again too?

  There have been many people chasing after Song Yuqiao since she was young, but she only started seriously dating Ye Zenan from high school.

  No one is as serious about dating as Song Yuqiao, carefully counting the days and time. It's really a naive love of a young girl. Because she and Ye Zenan are not in the same class, she occasionally passes by his classroom and sees his profile, her heart fluttering with excitement.

  But at that time she was seventeen years old, and now twenty-four years old, seven years have passed, completely different state of mind.

  At the age of seventeen, she was as clean as a blank sheet of paper, with no experience in anything. Her parents were loving and harmonious, with an older sister and younger brother, and also a boyfriend who doted on her, making others envy and jealous.

  But now, since high school graduation that year, Xu Yuanyi suddenly broke into their originally peaceful family, turning everything upside down overnight. Her parents divorced by agreement, and her mother took her younger brother Song Yuxuan to Canada. Xu Yuanyi took over the Song family home, becoming its mistress. Later, driven by unwillingness, she married Ye Zenan with a certificate, completing a marriage without a wedding or blessings.

  Until now, she is a woman who is about to get divorced, and will bear the burden of a failed marriage, and has already lost her qualification as a mother forever.

  It seems that since she was eighteen, after her coming-of-age ceremony, her life has been on an irreversible path, step by step sinking into the abyss, never to return to the innocence and purity of her youth.

  Suddenly, a sudden brake, Song Yuqiao didn't move forward due to inertia, was restrained by the seatbelt, and suddenly pulled out of his memories, looked at the windshield and found no roadblocks, wondering why he had stopped the car on the side of the road.

  She turned her face and looked at Pei Si Cheng.

  Pei Si Cheng directly turned over, unfastened his seatbelt and leaned in close to Song Yu Qiao: "What are you thinking about?"

  "What's wrong? You were driving fine. Why did you stop?" Song Yuqiao leaned back tightly against the seat behind her, trying to keep her voice steady.

  "Don't want to answer me?" Pei Si took a step closer, his face already in front of Song Yuqiao's forehead.

  "No, what I think in my heart has nothing to do with you." Song Yuqiao said directly.

  Pei Si's palm pressed against Song Yuqiao's forehead, his hand wrapped around Song Yuqiao's waist, and he whispered: "Close your eyes."

  Song Yuqiao had already guessed Pei Si Cheng's intentions, her heart racing, the hand placed on the armrest was unconsciously pinching the leather cushion, and in the eyes that were only a hair's breadth away, there was a hint of thoughtfulness, the peach blossom eyes were deep and enchanting, like two whirlpools that could draw people in.

  He said again, "I want to kiss you."

  Although she had already guessed it, when she heard such words coming from Pei Si's mouth, Song Yuqiao couldn't help but hold her breath.

  Just as the two of them were staring at each other in silence, a man wearing a work uniform walked over and knocked on the car window. A voice came from a narrow slit at the top of the rolled-down window: "Sir, you can't park here."

  Pei Si Cheng raised his eyes and said lightly: "I know."

  The man was taken aback: "Then please drive your car away."

  "Stick your ticket and shut up."

  “……”

  Then, two parking tickets were stuck on this Lexus.

  The person who was handing out the parking tickets had left, but the two people inside the car remained in the same position as before, not having moved an inch.

  Song Yuqiao couldn't help it and burst out laughing: "Hurry up and drive, we still have to go pay the fine later..."

  Paisley's kiss came down.

  This kiss was different from the previous ones, as if it carried a hint of venting and dissatisfaction. The tongue tip directly and forcefully probed into Song Yuqiao's lips, sucking and making her feel a slight numbness at the root of her tongue. Her hand clenched tightly onto Pei Si Cheng's thin shirt fabric on his chest.

  It was early summer, and she was wearing a thin layer of clothing. Song Yuqiao felt that Pei Si Cheng's touch on her skin was like igniting a string of sparks.

  Just as things were getting intense, the ringing of the mobile phone cut through the heavy breathing and the almost palpable sense of intimacy in the car, bringing Song Yuqiao back to her senses. However, Pei Si Cheng had already reached the point of no return, his hand slipping under Song Yuqiao's shirt.

  "Pei Si Cheng..."

  Now Pei Si Cheng heard Song Yu Qiao calling his name, thinking it was just flirting.

  Song Yuqiao knew that calling him softly now would definitely not work, so she steeled herself and directly bit onto Pei Si Cheng's lower lip.

  Pei Si let out a low hum, his lips parting slightly, revealing a small gap, "You really dare to bite back."

  Song Yuqiao's face was turned away, Pei Si's index finger tapped her chin, and he kissed her lips again. The blood that seeped out from the torn lip due to the collision of teeth stained each other's lips and tongues. He drew his tongue across her lips, making her entire lip covered with sparkling saliva, before turning around to answer the phone.

  After a long time, Song Yuqiao finally came back from the kiss and turned to look at Pei Si Cheng's profile.

  Pais Cheng's facial features were rough and cold, like the coarse lines of a marble sculpture, but now in this car atmosphere, they were clearly soft and gentle, and he could find a hint of his own heartbeat in that gentleness.

  Song Yuqiao listened and it seemed that the phone call was about work-related matters, Pei Si Cheng only responded with "uh-huh", "okay" and "I know", unable to make out what the other person on the phone was saying.

  Pei's gaze suddenly came from the rearview mirror, Song Yuqiao subconsciously reacted and lowered his head.

  His shirt was wrinkled from Song Yuqiao's tight grip earlier, and the metallic buckle on his belt gleamed, but under the smooth trousers, a bulge had already begun to take shape.

  She really looked at it with a red face and a racing heart, very hot, so she shook down the car window to get some air, no longer confined to the narrow space inside the car.

  Actually, the person who called Pei Sheng wasn't talking about work-related things.

  The person who made the phone call was Gu Qingcheng.

  Gu Qingcheng said: "Pei San, you're really good at this! What's that messy thing you made Li Mufa do?"

  "Uh-huh."

  Gu Qingcheng was taken aback for a moment, then said: "You're still tying me and your brother together? What's going on, are you going to call me sister-in-law later?"

  "Alright."

  Gu Qingcheng: "......"

  However, Gu Qingcheng quickly came to his senses. "Are you uncomfortable speaking? Then I'll do the talking this time, and I won't pursue it further, but you have to guarantee that your family's old lady won't come after me."

  "I understand."

  It's really tiring to talk to Pei Cheng like this, Gu Qingcheng directly hung up the phone.

  A younger brother following Gu Qingcheng, didn't dare to breathe loudly, seeing that Boss Gu's expression wasn't quite right today, afraid that if the boss was unhappy in his heart, he would crush him.

  "Come over here."

  Gu Qingcheng held his mobile phone in his hand and played with it, beckoning his younger brother to come over.

  Little brother, don't take a fancy to me, I'm a clean and honest person, still waiting to earn money to go back to the village to build a house and marry a wife.

  Gu Qingcheng directly pulled out a stack of money from his wallet: "Go, take the newsstand...". He picked up the newspaper on the tea table and took a look, "The Morning and Evening News", just this newspaper, buy them all back for me.

  Younger brother: “......”

  "Is the money not enough?" Gu Qingcheng directly threw out his wallet, "Call a few more brothers."

  So, all day long, Gu Qingcheng's men were frantically buying up all the newspapers at every newsstand in C City, while Li Mu's publishing house was rushing to print more copies, thinking that the papers had sold out.

  Thus, in this vicious cycle...

  ………………

  Pei Su Cheng stopped the car about 300 meters away from Shallow Advertising Company, and Song Yu Qiao unfastened her seatbelt, said "thank you, goodbye", got out of the car without looking back, and hurried forward in her three-inch high heels.

  Song Yuqiao let Pei Sheng stop at the intersection mainly because he didn't want others to see.

  However, once she entered the company, the gazes directed at her were somewhat different, especially from those who knew that she was also the boss's secret wife, their eyes carried a hint of disdain.

  Zhou Haitang was also surprised to see Song Yuqiao appear in the company: "How did you come?"

  Song Yuqiao said: "Dai Lina has assigned work to me."

  Zhou Haitang was indignant, "Old witch, vampire, one day you'll become a yellow-faced crone, no wonder you're over thirty and still not married."

  "Soon go to work."

  She sat at her own seat sorting files, and behind her, people were whispering to each other.

  "I just saw a luxury car come to pick her up."

  "I also saw it and deliberately didn't stop at the company entrance, it's really disgusting."

  Such remarks, Song Yuqiao had heard a lot of times before, and they all went in one ear and out the other. These people were not worth her attention. The current Song Yuqiao only cared about those who cared about her.

  However, Zhou Haitang, who was sitting on one side, couldn't take it anymore and stood up: "I don't know who started following the gossipmonger so early in the morning, talking about others behind their backs. You guys are really disgusting, I feel like vomiting."

  "Who are you talking about? How can she be allowed to do it just because she can, but others can't?"

  "Who do you think you are? The person involved hasn't even spoken yet..."

  "Shut up, all of you." Delinka stood at the office door with a dark face. "There's no storm outside yet, and you've already started infighting? What are you two standing there for, have you finished your work? I still have a big pile of reports over there, who has finished their work to come find me?"

  The office suddenly fell silent.

  Dai Lina said: "Song Yuqiao, Zhou Haitang, you two come with me to the office. Everyone else, get back to work properly. If I see anyone else chatting and sipping coffee again, go to my office and I'll let you talk your fill once and for all."

  The two employees who were just standing together talking with their mugs also hastily returned to their own office desks, without a word.

  Song Yuqiao and Zhou Haitang walked into Dailin Card's office, Dailin Card first handed a document to Zhou Haitang, saying: "At the end of this month you can leave your job, this is a letter of recommendation I wrote for you, hoping it will be useful in your new position."

  Zhou Haitang took over the letter of introduction, biting her lower lip: "Thank you, Sister Dai."

  She hasn't forgotten that she was just calling Dailin a old witch behind her back, now suddenly she's all smiles, what a pleasant surprise.

  Dai Linka may have a bad temper, but she will definitely give her employees what they deserve.

  After Zhou Haitang left, Dai Lina asked Song Yuqiao to sit down and handed her a cup of freshly brewed red tea.

  "Has the call been returned to Director Ye?"

  Song Yuqiao shook his head and said, "I'll respond right away."

  Dai Lin nodded, "Just now, Jia Ge called from the other side and said to let you go over there. This time, the object of the rumor is Lu Tian Wang, which is a bit unexpected. Because Lu Tian Wang has many fans, you should be attacked online, but this matter should be resolved soon. Now, what's being discussed more on the internet isn't your thing anymore. Your affair just needs to eliminate the remaining impact, at most in a few days."

  "I understand."

  After leaving Dailin Card's office, Song Yuqiao first found Zheng Qing to get the design draft and rushed to Jiage without stopping.

  Although there were several reporters squatting at the entrance of Jia Gate, Song Yuqiao disguised herself and easily evaded them. Those reporters' main force should be following another explosive news now. Song Yuqiao really felt a bit sorry for Pei Yibai and Gu Qingcheng.

  The last time I came to Jia Ge, it was with Dai Lin Ka. This time, it's Song Yu Qiao herself. However, she has a good memory and can remember the roads clearly after walking them once. In this aspect, her sister Song Shu Ying is completely different. Her sister is directionally challenged and if she goes out alone without someone accompanying her, it's almost certain that she'll get lost.

  Just as Song Shuying thought of it, Song Yuqiao received a call from her sister.

  "Are you at the company?"

  "Uh-huh."

  "I'll come to the company at noon to find you, and we can have lunch together. There are some things I want to talk to you about."

  "Okay, give me a call when you arrive," Song Yuqiao said, "By the way, last night at the entrance of our house..."

  "Don't worry, I'm fine, had a good night's sleep."

  The one who received Song Yuqiao was Lu Jingzhong's secretary, who took her to the reception room and first poured a cup of coffee, saying: "Please wait for a moment, President Lu will be here soon."

  Song Yu nodded: "Thank you."

  Lu Jingzhong looked almost the same as he did the last time they met, except that he was wearing a more formal suit. Song Yuqiao stood up and shook hands with him, saying first: "I'm really sorry about what happened in the news."

  "It's okay, it's not your problem," Lu Jing waved his hand and let the secretary bring up a document. "This is the main details of this cooperation, take a look first, and I will arrange for someone to follow up with you on the next steps."

  This person, according to his elder brother Pei Su's words, should be Pei Si Cheng who didn't run away.

  However, after the shocking news this morning, he is no longer sure. Will brothers fight each other? It's so terrifying, even more terrifying than when his wife made him kneel and scrub the floor last night, and he had to do it for three days in a row. But his son Snow Cone begged for mercy, so the punishment was reduced to two days of kneeling.

  While Song Yuqiao was sorting out materials, Lu Jingzhong made a phone call to Pei Yubai.

  "Big brother, is the company's selection show going to be hosted by Shallow and also have Pei San come over?"

  "Right, wasn't this already said a long time ago? Why are you calling again to ask?"

  Lu Jingzhong: "......"

  "Anything else?"

  "It's all gone."

  Lu Jingzhong really admired his brother's mental endurance, facing the crazy rumors outside, he was able to remain calm and composed, it was truly something he couldn't match.

  Yesterday evening, when he saw the rumor message on the newspaper, he was stunned for half a minute without speaking. The first thing he did after coming to his senses was to find his wife's shadow, and then immediately cut off the internet cable and hid all communication tools.

  Actually, Lu Xiaowu had completely misunderstood Pei Yubai.

  Pei Youbai was still in a jet lag, when the news broke out, he was still asleep, but was woken up by a phone call from Lu Xiaowu, so he didn't sleep anymore.

  As usual, after washing up in the bathroom, shaving, tying a tie and dressing neatly, I went out.

  As soon as I stepped out of the door, I felt a bit unadapted.

  Outside the iron gate of the villa at home, there were three layers inside and three layers outside, people crowded like watching monkeys.

  Pei Youbai rolled down the car window and called out to the butler, frowning and asking: "Liu Shu, what's going on here?"

  The steward found it difficult to mention this matter, so he took a newspaper from the gatekeeper and handed it in through the car window to Pei Yubai.

  Pei's eyes scanned the newspaper, and when he saw the two words "stir up trouble", his temples throbbed, and his fingers had already unconsciously applied several points of force, crumpling the edge of the paper.

  The old steward stood on one side, looking at the reporters outside the iron gate and then at Bae Hwa-baek in the car.

  Alas, having stayed in the Pei household for so many years, I only thought that Pei Yu was a clean and self-disciplined person, how could I not have discovered that originally, the great young master Pei actually didn't like women.

  Alas, it's really unfortunate.

  The page is very handsome.

  Indeed it is.

  Pais's article written last night is absolutely sensational and explosive. His prediction was that it would be known to all by morning, and now it indeed is.

  Even Mrs. Pei knew about it.

  In the Pei's home, Old Mrs. Pei held that newspaper, looking at the words on it, her hand shook several times with force, the newspaper rustled loudly, afraid of not seeing clearly, and then put on her own reading glasses.

  "My goodness, old man, isn't this our eldest son?"

  Pei Linfeng furrowed his brow: "What's going on now?"

  Mrs. Pei grabbed the newspaper and ran over in small steps, almost pressing the newspaper onto Pei Linfeng's face: "Look! Quick, look! Isn't this our son? Oh heaven, I really gave birth to a gay child, no way, I won't be able to take it... Waaaah..."

  Pei Linfeng took a glance at the title, then looked down for two more glances and said: "This kind of gossip news, I don't know who wrote it randomly, I have a number in my heart about Lao Da's affairs, don't think wildly over there."

  How can she not imagine things? Old Lady Pei's whole day is spent like this.

  So that night, she called her two sons back home for dinner.

  Pei Di Bai's response was: "There is a meeting in the afternoon. If it can be finished before 6 o'clock, I will go back to have dinner."

  "Pei Si Cheng replied: 'In the evening, Pei Hao Yu attended an art class and then picked up the kids to go home for dinner.'"

  Obviously, this is an evasive answer.

  Mrs. Pei went to cry to Pei Linfeng.

  Pei Linfeng immediately called Lao Da and Lao San, and received a unanimous response of just one word: "Good."

  Mrs. Pei looked hurt and decided to have Zhang Aunt make a melancholy soul-nourishing noodles for dinner.

  ………………

  Song Yuqiao came out of Jia Ge, it was already half past ten. Before returning to the company, he just received a call from his mother, Xi Mei Yu, asking if she had taken the medicine sent by mail on time.

  "No," Song Yuqiao felt that her mother's words were a bit inexplicable. "Mom, when did you mail the medicine?"

  Xī Měi Yù said: "It should have arrived, I checked the logistics."

  "Is this the wrong address?"

  "Isn't your address still 23 Garden Road?"

  No. 23 Huayuan Road...

  Isn't that the Ye's residence?

  Song Yuqiao thought for a moment, oh no, she hadn't told her mother yet that she had already moved out of the Ye's house, now things were definitely at the Ye's.

  "What's wrong?"

  "It's okay, I know where the thing is. I'll hang up first." Song Yuqiao hurriedly said and hung up the phone, then hailed a taxi to go to Ye's house.

  It's been a long time since I came to the Ye family, now looking at this road that has passed for three years, it seems to have a thin layer of water vapor on it, and can't see clearly.

  "Little wife?"

  Just as Liu Jie was about to go out and buy vegetables, she saw a woman standing outside the door, who looked a bit like Song Yuqiao. As she walked closer, it turned out to be Song Yuqiao indeed.

  "Are you going back, young lady?"

  Song Yuqiao smiled and greeted Liu's sister-in-law, asking: "Is the lady inside?"

  "In."

  "Has a package from Canada been delivered here recently?" Song Yuqiao asked.

  Liu shook her head: "A while ago, my daughter-in-law gave birth to a child, I went back to the countryside for a few days, and the packages that were received should have been put away by Madam."

  "Thank you, I'll go find Mrs. inside," said Song Yuqiao as he was about to enter.

  "Wait a minute, young lady," Liu said hesitantly, "I'm not stopping you from going in, but the mistress saw a report about you last night and her mood..."

  After hearing Liu Jie say this, Song Yuqiao suddenly understood and said, "I have a plan in mind."

  Liu still wasn't quite at ease, so Song let Qiao go in first and inform Pei Yuling.

  Pei Yuling furrowed her brow and stood up from the bed, coldly snorting: "You've come at just the right time, saving me the trouble of going to look for her."

  ………………

  Song Yuqiao walked into the Ye's house, and Pei Yuling was already sitting on the sofa. She glanced up at her, then lowered her head to read the newspaper, pretending not to have seen her, without saying a word.

  Towards Pei Yuling, Song Yuqiao has always maintained a neutral attitude. Because when Pei Yuling was good to her, she was really good, just that little bit of goodness could completely erase the bad. After all, they had been together for three years and called each other "mom" for three years. People's hearts are made of flesh, Ye Zenan is Ye Zenan, and Pei Yuling is Pei Yuling.

  Pei Yuling originally had a good impression of Song Yuqiao. When she was in trouble, Song Yuqiao accompanied her through it.

  However, the little good feeling that remained until now has been completely dissipated by Song Yuqiao's scandal, and now she feels suffocated whenever she sees Song Yuqiao, thinking that this person is unfair to her son.

  Thinking so, she said: "Song Yuqiao, having stayed at Ye's house for three years, have I wronged you?"

  Song Yu frowned, unclear why Pei Yuling suddenly mentioned this issue.

  "Over the years, I have nothing to reproach myself for when it comes to you," said Pei Yuling, "but now you want me to do something that would bring shame and ruin our reputation." She slapped the newspaper on the table. "Look at what's written in the papers these days! I know you want a divorce from Zhenan, but before it's even finalized, you're already consorting with those shady characters outside. Can't you wait?"

  If it was just three minutes ago that Song Yuqiao still had a little bit of good feeling towards this former mother-in-law, then now, there is not even one bit left.

  She just felt a chill in her heart, and after living together for three years, all she got was this one sentence.

  Song Yuqiao said coldly, "Mrs. Ye, you're also someone in this circle, how can you not know? Newspaper reports like these gossip news have a certain percentage of water and truth to them. I remember that it was exposed last year that you had a second spring, is that true?"

  Pei Yuling's face turned dark.

  Song Yuqiao continued, "Besides, even if the things in this newspaper are true, what does it matter? In these three years, how many times has your son Ye Zenan been on the headlines of such gossip news, going out to flirt with girls and not returning home at night, but you didn't say anything about your own son. Now you're talking about me? Do you know why Ye Zenan is like this now? Half of the reason lies in you!"

  Pei Yuling's face turned pale, originally the daughter-in-law who had always been gentle and obedient in front of her, who knew that now she would be so presumptuous, actually pointing at her!

  "You came all the way here today just to quarrel with me like this, even if I weren't your mother-in-law, is this the attitude you should have towards elders? Don't you have any upbringing? No wonder you were kicked out of the Song family..."

  "How did I break up with the Song family, you don't know?!" Song Yuqiao's heart sank a bit, "Mrs. Ye, you dare to speak so loudly now, under the sky, only you can do it, and there is also Ye Zenan, indeed, like mother, like son."

  After hearing these words, Pei Yuling was furious. She had recently been living a life of luxury at the Ye family's residence and no one dared to speak to her like that.

  The newspaper in her hand had been crumpled into a ball, and in her haste, she tore it to shreds and threw them on the floor. Pei Yuling leaned against the armrest of the sofa, panting violently, "Get out! I was blind to have chosen you in the first place!"

  Song Yuqiao pursed her lips and turned around to leave, and Yao didn't open her mouth to look for the medicine either.

  However, as soon as I opened the door, there was a loud thud behind me.

  She quickly came back to her senses and saw Pei Yuling lying on the ground, gasping painfully, her face pale, and her black pupils trembling violently.

  She was also startled and ran over in shock: "What's wrong? Mom, what's wrong?"

  A habit of three years is really not easy to change overnight. In a moment of anxiety, the old habit came out again.

  There was a moment of heartache, and her mind immediately became filled with fear. She quickly grabbed her phone to call an ambulance.

  At this moment, every second and every part is torture. Song Yuqiao pinched Pei Yuling's acupuncture points, using almost all the first aid techniques he had learned before.

  Her mind was filled with self-blame, what if Pei Yuling had something happen to her, wouldn't she have to bear the guilt for the rest of her life? She was the one who started it all...

  As soon as she got on the ambulance, Pei Yuling was put on an oxygen mask.

  Song Yuqiao's whole body was trembling, she had always thought that she was a relatively warm and gentle person, not easily getting angry, unless she was forced to, otherwise she wouldn't quarrel with others. In her twenty-four years of life, the number of times she had quarreled with others could be counted on one hand.

  But now she sits in the ambulance, looking at Pei Yuling's oxygen mask on her mouth and nose, pale face, suddenly unable to suppress fear.

  This was the one time she didn't consider the consequences and let her anger completely erupt, but almost... killed someone.

  All the way to the emergency room, she was in a daze, her mind a complete blank, and didn't even hear the ringing of her phone that had gone off several times.

  In the hospital corridor, there was a strong smell of disinfectant. A passing nurse saw Song Yuqiao leaning against the wall and trembling alone, so she helped her sit down, "Miss, your phone is ringing."

  "Thank you." Song Yuqiao nodded, hastily pulled out her phone, her eyes were blurry and she couldn't see the name displayed on the screen clearly. Her fingers slid several times before connecting the call.

  "Where are you? Let's have lunch together at noon."

  Song Yuqiao heard this voice and finally couldn't control herself, bursting into tears: "Pei Si Cheng, I'm in the hospital now..."

  ………………

  When Pei Su called Song Yuqiao, he happened to be driving under the building of Song Yuqiao's company. Hearing what Song Yuqiao said, he quickly stepped on the accelerator: "Don't hang up."

  The journey that originally took fifteen minutes was completed by Pei Si in less than ten minutes.

  Pei Sicheng walked down from the elevator, and from a distance, he saw Song Yuqiao sitting in a chair with her head bowed, her left hand pinching her right hand, her hair scattered on both sides of her face, blocking her view, and her shoulders slightly trembling.

  In the meantime, the "operation in progress" light outside the emergency room was still on.

  He slowed down his pace, first putting away his phone and putting it in his pocket, walked over to sit beside Song Yuqiao, single-handedly buckling her waist, stroking her back, letting her lean her head on his shoulder.

  Song Yuqiao leaned against Pei Si Cheng's chest, unconscious. Just now, she had pinched her right hand with her left hand, an entirely unconscious action, only wanting to subconsciously grasp something, without even knowing how much strength she used.

  Pei Si grasped Song Yuqiao's hand, wrapping her small, sweaty palm in his warm and dry one. He stroked her hair: "Don't be afraid, it's okay."

  After about ten or so minutes, Song Yuqiao finally came back to his senses from the shock earlier and suddenly realized that he was hugging Pei Si Cheng's waist, with his face completely buried in his chest, and his hands wrapped in Pei Si Cheng's palms.

  A bit awkward.

  Song Yuqiao said: "I'm fine."

  "Is everything all right?" Pei Si Cheng asked in a soft voice.

  Song Yuqiao shook his head: "Nothing." He detached himself from Pei Sicheng's arms, and as he looked around, he saw the purple shirt that Pei Sicheng was wearing. Near the collar, there was a dark stain that had been wet by tears, very obvious.

  Pei Si Cheng slightly lowered his head, lifted Song Yu Qiao's chin, "When others cry, it's like a pear blossom with rain, but when you cry, your eyes become swollen like this. Is the skin on your forehead allergic?"

  Song Yuqiao directly pushed away Pei Cheng's hand: "Don't worry, I'm just like this. As long as I cry, my forehead and eyes will be all red with spots like rashes, but they'll fade away after a while... thank you."

  The surgical lamp in the emergency room went out.

  Song Yuqiao hastily stood up, now that there was someone by her side, she didn't feel as frightened and scared as before.

  The doctor came out and several nurses pushed Pei Yuling into the ward.

  "It was a sudden shock caused by insufficient blood supply to the brain, and we've rescued her in time. If there's no big problem, she'll probably wake up soon," said the doctor. "However, when I re-examined the patient just now, I found that there is a blood clot in her brain. It's best to have surgery as soon as possible. Who among you is the patient's family member?"

  Song Yuqiao moved his lips but hadn't had time to speak, when Pei Sicheng already pulled Song Yuqiao's hand over, smiling, "We're not either."

  Doctor: “……”

  "We're all just passing through."

  Song Yuqiao: "......"

  Before leaving, Song Yuqiao helped Pei Yuling pay the surgery and hospitalization fees, went to her ward to take a look at her, turned around and came out to call Liu Jie, telling her about the situation.

  Actually, Liu Jie didn't dare to go far when she went out to buy vegetables, fearing that something would happen to the two women at home. She just bought some green vegetables and came back, but when she returned home, Pei Yuling and Song Yuqiao were both gone. According to the neighbors, an ambulance had arrived and taken them away.

  She was shocked in her heart, it wasn't herself who had gone out this time, but these two women were actually fighting and hitting each other.

  Things have gotten serious.

  She hastily called Ye Zenan: "Young master, the young madam just returned home for a while."

  "When?" Ye Zenan hastily said, "Don't let her leave first, I'll rush back right away."

  "They've already left," said Liu, "I went out for a bit and when I came back, neither the mistress nor the young lady was to be seen. I heard from the neighbors that an ambulance had arrived, but I don't know who exactly had an accident."

  Liu sister had not finished speaking on this side, Ye Zenan's side had already hung up the phone.

  Liu also seemed to be like an ant on a hot pot, and in her anxiety, she even forgot that she could actually call Song Yuqiao, until she received a call from Song Yuqiao.

  "Liu Jie, I am Song Yuqiao."

  "Uh-huh, young lady," Liu sister said with both hands holding the phone, "how are you and your wife doing now? Who's in the hospital?"

  "Is Mrs., she has some problem, you come to hospital now, First People's Hospital."

  ………………

  Ye Zenan kept calling Song Yuqiao on the road, but the prompt tone was always a shutdown prompt.

  Is something wrong with Song Yuqiao?

  At this moment, he suddenly realized that in such a thing, he actually thought of Song Yuqiao first instead of his mother...

  In general, dialing 120 for emergency rescue, this area is all covered by the First People's Hospital, so Ye Zhenan drove directly to this hospital.

  The hospital's parking lot was full and Ye Zhenan was blocked at the entrance.

  He was about to find a temporary parking spot outside the hospital when a black Lexus drove out from inside.

  Cars of this brand are not uncommon in City C; Ye Zenan's younger maternal uncle Pei Si Cheng owns one.

  Ye Zenan turned the steering wheel in reverse, making room for the car to drive out.

  He rolled down the window of the car, and just as the car in front was passing by, the passenger-side window rolled down for a moment before quickly rolling back up.

  Ye Zenan saw the figure flashing by in the car just now and was stunned for a moment, thinking he had seen a flower.

  Wasn't the person in the passenger seat just now Song Yuqiao?

  The guard at the front door urged him on, Ye Zhenan drove into the hospital and quickly ran up the stairs after parking his car.

  ………………

  In that just-started Lexus, the first to roll down the window was Pei Cheng, and the one who hastily rolled up the window in fright was Song Yuqiao.

  Song Yu glared at Pei Si Cheng: "Are you doing this on purpose?"

  Pei Si Cheng raised an eyebrow: "What's intentional about it? You always thought the air in the car wasn't circulating well with me, so I just opened a window."

  Song Yuqiao is by nature taciturn.

  She had just seen Ye Zenan for a moment, and her muscles were tense all over. Pei Si Cheng asked her who she saw, following her gaze to look past, and naturally also saw his beloved great nephew.

  "What do you want to eat at noon?" Pei Si Cheng asked naturally, "Eat Western food? Or we can go shopping in the supermarket, and you can make it for me too."

  Song Yuqiao said: "Forget it, I have an appointment with my sister for lunch today."

  "What time is it?"

  Song Yuqiao took a glance at the time, it was already past eleven o'clock. "Let's head back to the company directly, my sister should be arriving soon."

  As soon as the company was mentioned, Song Yuqiao subconsciously reached for the briefcase beside him.

  Empty...

  Where is the briefcase?

  That bag also contains Jia Ge's draft materials, a summary table I organized myself, and several design drafts provided by Zheng Qing. They are all very important documents...

  It's done, where did I put it?

  Pei Su Cheng glanced at Song Yu Qiao through the rearview mirror and noticed her sudden change in expression, "Did you lose something?"

  Song Yuqiao's face turned slightly pale: "Bao, a briefcase, with several important documents inside."

  "I just saw you at the hospital and there was no bag in your hand."

  "Hmm, let me think."

  Song Yuqiao almost immediately regained her composure, and now there were only three possible places where the handbag could be: left at Jia Ge's company, left in the taxi, or left at Ye's house.

  She closed her eyes and replayed what had just happened in her mind.

  After leaving Jia Ge, she first went to buy a cup of milk tea. At that time, there was also a little girl pointing at the bag in her hand, so it wasn't left at Jia Ge.

  Afterwards, she received a call from her mother, Xi Mei Yu, and took a taxi to Ye's house.

  She had already forgotten this process, and whether she was holding a bag before entering the Ye family's house.

  Although the taxi is mobile and the possibility of finding it back is slim, Song Yuqiao would rather be on a taxi than lose it at Ye's house.

  Pei Su Cheng listened to Song Yu Qiao and had already turned the car around: "First go to Ye's house."