"So you're that Song Qi..." Zhou Haitang thought for a moment and finally remembered the name that was on the tip of her tongue, "Song Qihuan?"

  This time Pei Hangyu reacted and asked at the first moment: "Who is Song Qihuan?"

  Zhou Haitang furrowed her brow and thought to herself: Could it be?

  Bai Hangyu's little brain must not have thought that one day, a little ghost named Song Qihuan would really appear in front of him. He is one year younger than Bai Hangyu, but his generation is one generation older than Bai Hangyu, and he has to call this little ghost "Uncle".

  The elevator door opened, and standing in front of it was Song Yuqiao.

  Song Yuqiao had just hung up the phone with Pei Si Cheng, his gaze fell on a green potted plant beside the elevator, and as soon as the elevator door opened with a "ding", a small figure rushed over.

  "Jiao Jiao!"

  Song Yuqiao smiled and took Pei Haoyu's hand, then looked up and saw Zhou Haitang.

  This is going to be tough to explain the little guy's identity.

  However, Song Yuqiao let out a sigh of relief, and Zhou Haitang didn't ask any more questions, directly getting off the elevator. "Isn't someone waiting downstairs? Let's go, little brother, see you tomorrow!"

  "Goodbye, sister!"

  Zhou Haitang heard this title and immediately burst into bloom, turning "Auntie" into "Sister", suddenly feeling that this little guy was so lovable.

  They are indeed a family. Song Yuqiao and this little guy look alike, especially with their big eyes, they are simply carved out of the same mold, looking so similar.

  ………………

  Pei Sicheng had already called Lu Jingzhong when he was waiting for someone downstairs.

  Lu Xiaowu on the other end of the phone was taken aback, his eyes widening in surprise: My marital life is sweeter than honey now, where's the conflict that needs mediation? Do you want us to have a fight now?

  "We'll arrive in about half an hour."

  Pei Si Cheng finished speaking, not allowing Lu Jing to argue again, and directly hung up the phone. He had already turned the car around and was driving forward, waiting for Song Yu Qiao to get in.

  Song Yuqiao was sitting in the front passenger seat as usual, with a little guy sitting behind him playing with an airplane model.

  If it weren't for the little guy's muttering in the back, Song Yuhe would have felt even more awkward with Pei Si Cheng in front, so he could only turn his face to look out the car window.

  However, Pei Sicheng did not tease her as usual, but only asked about some handling measures for Dailin Card after the briefcase was found.

  Song Yuqiao answered one by one.

  "...the design draft is Qing's responsibility, I'm just assisting, and the specific cooperation with Jia Ge will be handled by someone else assigned by Dailin Card, I'll avoid suspicion."

  Pei Si Cheng couldn't help but laugh: "You seem like you're giving me a report, are you still nervous?"

  How can I not be nervous?

  Pei Cheng now gives Song Yuqiao the same feeling as when they first met, which is an intense and overwhelming attraction, knowing that it's dangerous but being irresistibly drawn to him nonetheless.

  In just over ten minutes, they arrived at Lu Jingzhong's home.

  Pei Su said: "You take Huang Yu upstairs first, I'll go park the car."

  Pei Hangyu knew which floor and number Lu Jingzhong's home was on. He directly pulled Song Yuqiao into the elevator, walked very familiarly to a black anti-theft door, and just as Song Yuqiao was about to press the doorbell, he jumped up: "Jojo, I want to press the doorbell, I want to press it!"

  Song Yuqiao felt that Pei Sheng had not arrived yet, and if he knocked on the door arbitrarily, it would be impolite. He pulled Pei Hangyu to one side and said: "Wait for your dad to come over."

  "Why wait for Dad to come? Qiaoqiao, you like my dad and not me..."

  Song Yuqiao couldn't help but laugh: "Auntie likes Xiao Huo the most."

  Actually, Song Yuqiao was afraid of awkwardness. If it were really to mediate the gap between two couples because of her, then if she rashly visited without an intermediary, the effect would likely be counterproductive.

  However, the sentence "I like your dad" that Pei Hangyu just said, although it was obviously something a child would say and shouldn't be taken seriously, still stirred up some emotions in Song Yuqiao's heart.

  Pei Si Cheng walked down from the elevator, and two figures on this side cast their gazes at him simultaneously.

  Bai Haoyu came back to his senses and directly turned around to ask Song Yuqiao to hold him while pressing the doorbell.

  Compared to the last time they went to the amusement park, Bae Ho-young seemed to have gained weight again. Song Yu-jo used less strength and his arm softened, almost dropping him. Next to them, Bae Si-cheng supported Bae Ho-young's butt from below and slapped it once: "You should lose weight."

  Bae Ho-young grunted and turned his face away, "I'm not fat at all. The last time I had a physical examination, the teacher even said that I was underweight and malnourished."

  As a result, before the words had even fallen, there was a ripping sound, the sound of fabric tearing.

  Bae Ho-young's pants ripped.

  ………………

  Song Yuqiao came to Lu Jingzhong's home for the first time, although he had met Lu Jingzhong before, but was still far from being familiar enough to visit his home.

  It was a woman wearing an apron who opened the door, with not very long hair tied back in a simple knot, and two shallow dimples on her cheeks when she smiled, looking very approachable. When she saw Pei Si, she smiled and called out: "Third Brother Pei."

  Pei Si chuckled and introduced: "This is Song Yuqiao."

  "I know, Xiao Wu has mentioned it before, I am Du Jia Yin."

  Song Yu nodded his head.

  Is Pei Shi introducing her to his friends, but in what capacity?

  "Lu Mao Mao! Come and entertain your Third Brother Pei, I'm still cooking fish in the kitchen!"

  Then, Lu Jingzhong carried a tender little girl out of the living room.

  Pei Si Cheng led the way and walked in first.

  Song Yuqiao followed behind, somewhat unbelieving. Was there a conflict that needed her to mediate? Why did she think this sweet and loving family was normal?

  Du Jia Yin first went to find a needle and thread. Song Yu Qiao then asked Pei Hao Yu to take off his pants so he could mend them for him.

  "Take it off!"

  Xuegong pulled her sister Yanyan to stand aside, watching Pei Haoyu's face turn bright red like a monkey's butt, and couldn't help but giggle.

  Song Yuqiao understood that Bae Hwan-woo was embarrassed, so he borrowed the children's room of the ice cream and said to Bae Hwan-woo: "You take off your pants and get into the quilt of the ice cream, I'll help you sew it well and then put it on again."

  Bai Hangyu glared at Yan Yan standing outside the door with his round eyes and said, "Xuegao, hurry up and take your sister away, she's a girl and shouldn't be looking at men's butts!"

  Yanyan was only three years old and was also a clever little thing. She turned her head and walked away: "Not interested in watching."

  Pei Hangyu felt defeated, and after Yan and Xuegao left, he stripped off his pants and crawled into Xuegao's bed, letting out a sigh: "Ah, women's hearts are like needles at the bottom of the ocean."

  Song Yuqiao: "......"

  Bai Hangyu got up and asked Song Yuqiao: "Qiao Qiao, you're also a woman, tell me, how can Yan Yan like me?"

  Song Yuqiao thought of Pei Hangyu's little thoughts, put on the well-sewn pants for Pei Hangyu to wear, patted the dust off his body and said, "You have to become stronger, be good to Yan."

  She was slightly stunned after saying this sentence.

  Isn't this just Pei Shuai's own fault?

  Strong, good to her, as if caring for her every moment.

  This ordinary family meal eaten at Lu Jingzhong's dinner table was particularly lively because of the presence of three small children.

  Bae Ho-young felt his little heart swell up when he heard that Seolhyun hadn't seen her dad or mom until she was three and a half years old. At least he had a dad, even if he didn't have a mom.

  Xuegao really likes Song Yuqiao, after coming over he immediately wants to sit next to Song Yuqiao, Song Yuqiao picks out the fish meat and puts it in his bowl, he smiles with a mouth that reaches his ears.

  Qiao Qiao is mine!

  However, he thought for a moment and went over to whisper to Snowy: "If you give me Yan as my adopted daughter, I can lend you Qiao for two days... three days, no more!"

  Ice Cream: “……”

  She is very quiet, possibly because she was born prematurely, looks smaller and thinner, but indeed very smart. She is watching an educational program on TV with great concentration, not interrupting when adults talk, yet taking good care of herself.

  A family so harmonious and happy, where does it seem like there's a problem?

  Song Yuqiao looked at Pei Shicheng and knew he had been played.

  Pei Si Cheng smiled and looked at Song Yu Qiao, his eyes already had a hint of intoxication due to the alcohol.

  After dinner, Du Jiayin asked Xuegao to take care of her sister and went down with Lu Jingchen to send Pei Si Cheng and the three of them.

  Song Yuqiao and Du Jiayin walked ahead, explaining what happened with that group of falling water photos last time.

  Du Jia Yin smiled calmly: "That photo is clearly Pei San Ge, I recognized it at a glance. Don't worry about it, this matter has been resolved long ago."

  Song Yuqiao could also see it, but since Pei Si had accepted this trip with the purpose of doing so, even if it was unnecessary to say, he still wanted to make it clear.

  Lu Jingzhong and his wife sent Pei Si Cheng's car away before turning around and going upstairs.

  Du Jiayin asked Lu Jingchong: "The woman that Pei San wants to find, is it her?"

  Lu Jing nodded seriously: "It should be no mistake, your brother has already given the paternity test to Pei San."

  "You guys are all so impressive, one more than the other. You left for three years without coming back, and this Pei San lost his wife for five years, you're all doing great." Du Jia Yin took a step forward, leaving Lu Jingzhong wanting to hold his wife's hand but ending up empty-handed.

  Lu Jingzhong: "......"

  Yes, Pei San is really good, originally sweet and loving, after persuasion, it's likely that they will sleep in separate beds tonight.

  ………………

  Pei Shuai drank and drove home, and on the way, it was Song Yuqiao's car.

  Bae Hwan-young had too much fun playing with two kids of the same age last night and is now dozing off in the back seat.

  Pei Su didn't drive and just sat in the passenger seat, turning his head to look at Song Yuqiao, seeing that Song Yuqiao was embarrassed and directly wanted to cover his eyes.

  At an intersection, with a red light ahead, Song Yuqiao turned her face around, with two obvious blushes on her cheeks: "Close your eyes!"

  Pei Si Cheng raised an eyebrow, his eyes gleaming with a hint of mischief, and a faint scent of wine on his lips. "Why do you want to close your eyes? Are you going to kiss me?"

  Song Yuqiao: "......"

  That night, Pei Si Cheng didn't ask Song Yu Qiao to stay at Hua Yuan, so Song Yu Qiao went back home alone as usual. She lay on her bed staring at the ceiling, with Pei Si Cheng's image filling her mind, and the faint smile at the corner of his mouth when he faced her.

  As a result, I had a dream that night, and in the dream, there was Peisong.

  They say that people's dreams are black and white, without color, but Song Yuqiao's dream was clearly colored.

  The thin atmosphere did not block the golden sunlight, shining on the maple leaves in early autumn, sparkling as if a layer of wax had been applied.

  On the central square, white pigeons pecked at the ground in flocks. She wore a white skirt with a light blue sweater over it and walked through the middle of the square, startling large numbers of white pigeons into flight.

  In front of the crowd of pigeons, Pei Si Cheng wore a black casual outfit, gazing lightly at her as she walked by.

  It was as if they were strangers who had never met before, their gazes intersecting like a long shot in a movie, sticking together for a moment before parting ways again.

  The faintly cool gaze made Song Yuqiao wake up from her dream.

  She lay on the edge of the bed, gasping violently at her chest, and wiped away a tear from the corner of her eye, only to find that they were all tears, and the pillow had already been soaked with tears.

  Although it was already early summer weather, she inexplicably felt cold.

  Song Yuqiao got up and went to pour a glass of water, standing by the window, looking at the thick night outside, the quiet night had no signs of waking up.

  A warm water cup is held in the palm of the hand, and I just feel the chill on my body. When I pick up my mobile phone to check the time, I find two unread text messages.

  It's all from Peis' dispatch.

  "Have you slept?"

  The second one was half an hour later "Alright, goodnight, sweet dreams."

  Song Yuqiao burst out laughing and imagined Pei Si Cheng holding his phone in a helpless manner, so he sent him a text message: "You too."

  Who knew, two minutes later, just as Song Yuqiao was about to turn off his phone and continue sleeping, the phone suddenly rang.

  It's a call from Pei Si Cheng.

  Song Yuqiao took two deep breaths and then connected.

  "Not asleep yet?" Pei Si asked.

  Song Yuqiao said: "I had a dream and woke up to see your message, so I replied casually. Haven't you slept yet?"

  "Woke up by your text message."

  It's late at night and everything is quiet. The only sound left is the breathing on the phone, clear enough to flow into the heart.

  Good night to each other, hung up the phone, at this moment, Song Yuqiao actually had a sense of satisfaction.

  What kind of feeling is it?

  It was as if they were lovers after the Cold War, and one day he put aside his pride to talk to her, and the chill in her heart was driven away by warmth.

  It was as if he had been neglected for a long time, and suddenly spoke up to her, saying his first words, even if it was just asking "Sorry, what's your name?"

  ………………

  Such a quiet and peaceful night, yet it's a sleepless night under the cover of darkness.

  Gu Qingcheng stood behind a one-way glass window on the second floor, holding a cup of wine and watching Su Qing, who was loudly quarreling downstairs.

  "I'm looking for Gu Qingcheng! Gu Qingcheng! This time I've come to tell you, it wasn't me who intercepted your goods! It was Ye Zenan! Damn it, I was schemed by Ye Zenan, and you're not smart enough to figure it out! Being schemed by a scumbag like Ye Zenan, screw him!" Su Qing spat on the ground, "Gu Qingcheng, come out and see me, your old man!"

  Su Qing has been drinking and now his mouth is full of alcohol breath, he's come here to cause trouble.

  However, he was actually still sober, having only had a couple more drinks. The wine gave him Dutch courage, and he really couldn't swallow his pride, wanting to make a scene for Gu Qingcheng's benefit.

  Just a little while ago, he was discussing goods with someone, when that person suddenly said that the goods had already been delivered.

  Su Qing was skeptical: "No way."

  That man took out the bill and compared it with Su Qing, "Look, is there? Also signed."

  Su Qing looked at the name Ye Zenan signed on the bill and suddenly understood everything.

  Ah Lu stood behind Gu Qingcheng, listening to these unbearable words coming from Su Qing's mouth, her heart growing more and more anxious. However, she couldn't see the expression on her master's face. As someone who had followed Gu Qingcheng for many years, Ah Lu naturally understood that the more silent Gu Qingcheng was, the colder the aura emanating from him became.

  A Lu thought, should she take the initiative to find someone to drag Su Qing out, but in front of Gu Qing Cheng, where would she have the chance to show off her skills, so she simply stood quietly behind Gu Qing Cheng.

  After a while, Gu Qingcheng raised his hand and snapped his fingers, "A Lu."

  "Ah Lun hastily stepped forward, 'Present.'"

  "Just as" Gu Qingcheng had just spoken one word, his gaze fell on a figure in the hall, and he slightly moved his wrist to make a stopping gesture.

  A Lu also saw the figure in the hall, it was actually Qiao Mo who should have been resting.

  What does this woman want to do?

  Qiao Mo had just hung up the phone with Zheng Xiaoxia, making plans to go shopping together tomorrow. She then came out and wanted to tell A Lu about it. Nowadays, she doesn't have too many restrictions on going out, but still needs to get A Lu's approval.

  However, I haven't found Ah Lu yet, but in the hall, I bumped into Su Qing's drunken antics.

  In the nightlife, there are not many people who dare to be drunk and act recklessly. After all, those who come here to have fun also know that the boss behind the scenes is a ruthless person. Smashing his place is equivalent to saying you don't want to live anymore.

  Qiao Mo was about to turn around when he unexpectedly heard a very familiar name "Ye Zenan" in the crowd.

  Su Qing continued to scold and curse, even transferring all the curses he originally had for Ye Zenan onto Gu Qingcheng's head. He was trying to force Gu Qingcheng out, but even he himself broke a sweat as he knew he was taking a risk. However, this time Gu Qingcheng did not come out.

  Isn't Gu Qingcheng in Ye Se now?

  "Excuse me, big brother, I have something to say."

  At this time, a faint humming sound came from behind, Su Qing's eyes, which were full of anger, narrowed slightly as he turned around to look at Qiao Mo standing three meters away.

  "What's up?"

  Qiao Mo said: "There are many people here and it's noisy, big brother, if you don't mind, let's take a step aside to talk."

  Su Qing was suspicious, but he didn't dare play any tricks on this little woman either, so he followed her from behind towards the direction of the private room.

  On the second floor, Ah Green finally gathered her courage and asked: "Boss, do you need me to find someone to..."

  Gu Qingcheng drained the wine in his cup and turned around to hand it to A Lu, "Don't bother with her, let her do what she wants."

  ………………

  The next afternoon, there weren't many things to do at work. Song Yuqiao thought that her divorce had to be put on the agenda. She couldn't help but think of Ye Zenan's crazy laughter when he called her that night and felt a chill run down her spine. So she asked Zheng Qing for an hour off and took the printed divorce agreement to find Hua Shuo's younger brother, who was studying law, named Hu Jiajun.

  Hu Jiajun happened to be on leave and said over the phone: "You directly ask the front desk, just say it's an appointment, looking for my master."

  In the legal profession, seniority is not a big deal, but generally, every top lawyer has several apprentices who can hold their own. Hu Jiajun's mentor was Shen Zhenliang, and Song Yuqiao had also asked around - Shen Zhenliang was a well-known lawyer in the industry, and last year became the youngest entrepreneur to be named one of the top ten outstanding young entrepreneurs, with several major cases in City C and even nationwide having been handled by him.

  Shen Zhenliang sat in a bright and clean office, wearing a pair of black-framed glasses. Hearing that Song Yuqiao had come to consult on a marriage lawsuit case, he pressed the internal line to call in a lawyer specializing in this field.

  Song Yuqiao waved his hand: "It's just some simple questions, no need to call anyone."

  Shen Chenliang raised an eyebrow and said into the phone, "No need." He hung up the phone and asked, "Is it because of the issue between you and Ye Corporation's CEO?"

  Song Yuqiao's heart skipped a beat, she had noticed the newspapers and online news, there were many gossip reports, but she hadn't seen any of these things about her, presumably Ye Zenan had suppressed them, only a small number of people knew, but how did Shen Chenliang know?

  Song Yuqiao simply stated his situation, not much, just enough, after all, he was not familiar with Shen Zhenliang either.

  If you don't want to make a fuss and don't go to court, then both parties need to resolve this matter peacefully.

  Shen Zhenliang said: "If you want to have a weapon in your hand that can protect yourself at critical moments, then grasp the evidence, the evidence of his infidelity."

  What more evidence is needed? The mistress is already pregnant.

  Song Yuqiao sneered secretly in her heart.

  She took out the divorce agreement she had drafted and handed it to Shen Zhenliang: "Can you take a look at this? Are there any other changes that need to be made in this divorce agreement?"

  Shen Zhenliang glanced over, "If there are no children, and the issue of custody is not involved, then it's just a matter of public property. What you've written here about property isn't clear or straightforward, do I need to find someone to help you notarize the public property?"

  Song Yuqiao shook his head: "Thank you, I don't need it for now."

  What she needs to do now is to take out the evidence of derailment and put it in front of Ye Zenan.

  Just then, before Song Yuqiao had a chance to put these obvious pieces of evidence into words, Ye Zenan made a stunning move.

  He announced that he would hold a press conference and there was something major to announce.

  Dai Lina received a call from the CEO of the headquarters and immediately called Song Yuqiao to the office: "Put aside the work at hand for now, go to the scene of the press conference, urgently need manpower."

  Song Yuqiao is indeed a brick, wherever it's needed, he'll be moved there.

  Dai Lina said: "Let Zhou Haitang go with you, bring a camera, and send me the live photos of the press conference scene."

  "Yes."

  Dai Linka has been in this small advertising company for five years, earlier than Song Yuqiao. She started from the most basic human resources assistant and stepped up to become the most powerful executive director.

  She had already guessed it after receiving a call from Ye Zenan's assistant, asking her to find an excuse to send Song Yuqiao to the press conference scene.

  This press conference is 80% about clearing Song Yuqiao's name.

  Ye Zenan's assistant just sent an email to Dailin Card's mailbox three minutes ago, roughly meaning that after Dailin Card finishes her work this month, she can go to the headquarters and serve as a regional manager.

  Dai Lina looked at the email in her inbox, and surprisingly didn't feel that excitement and thrill she thought she might have after seeing the promotion report, it was just like looking at an ordinary work assignment email.

  It's really been long enough in this position.

  She remembered that when Song Yuqiao first came to this job, on the first day, she was harassed by a customer because of her outstanding appearance and actually slapped the customer in the face, losing the order.

  After returning, Dailin Card first comforted Song Yuqiao and told Song Yuqiao that at the time she was not only harassed but also for a big order, sleeping with clients. She clearly remembered Song Yuqiao's stunned expression at the time.

  But since then, Song Yuqiao never asked Dai Lina about similar problems again. She knew that Song Yuqiao was capable of solving all these trivial matters by herself.

  In the workplace, women wanting to achieve equal success with men is, frankly, both simple and difficult.

  Dai Lina suddenly burst out laughing and fell on her desk after turning off the computer.

  After struggling for five years, she finally got what she deserved. Should she smile or cry?

  The internal phone on Song Yuqiao's desk suddenly rang, a colleague helped her answer it. "Song Yuqiao? She's out on an assignment, at Ye Shi Bar, I think there's a press conference."

  On the phone, at the front desk of Shallow Language Company, a very apologetic voice said to the woman who came looking for Song Yuqiao: "I'm sorry, Song Yuqiao is not here."

  "I'm her aunt, I have something important to find her," said Song Jiejing.

  The receptionist said: "She went to Ye's place, the company informed her to go to a press conference on site."

  "Oh, thank you."

  Song Jierou held the divorce agreement with forged signatures in her hand and walked out of Shanyu Company with a frown.

  Ye's family is going to hold a press conference, what kind of thing is this, how could she not know?

  Could it be...

  Song Jieyou suddenly thought, it's not Ye Zenan who had a sudden impulse to make Song Yuqiao's identity public. Thinking of this, her expression began to panic, and when she came down from the steps, she missed one step and rushed directly to the side of the road, hailing a taxi: "Quickly, go to Ye's!"

  ………………

  This should be the last time Dailin assigned tasks to Zhou Haitang, so she did it exceptionally seriously. On the way, she also did some preparatory work. Song Yuqiao laughed at her: "Why haven't I seen you working so seriously before?"

  Zhou Haitang waved her hand: "We're leaving anyway, we have to leave a good impression on everyone."

  This press conference was temporarily announced, and there was no news at all before. She came to the scene of the press conference, where many people had already surrounded her, with cameras, tape recorders and microphones in hand, and even mobilized TV stations for live broadcasts.

  This commotion has even made Song Yuqiao wonder what it's all about.

  Because Zhou Haitang and Song Yuqiao had work permits given by Dai Lina, they went in directly.

  A middle-aged man wearing glasses came over and asked, "Which of you two is Song Yuqiao?"

  Zhou Haitang frowned, she hated this kind of official tone the most. The way they spoke was devoid of any human touch, and all they did was bully others with their so-called titles.

  "I am." Song Yuqiao pressed down on Zhou Haitang's arm and took a step forward.

  The man wearing glasses said: "Then follow me."

  "I'll take good photos for you, just call me if anything comes up."

  Song Yu nodded and followed the man with glasses into the backstage area.

  "This press conference is mainly about what issue?" Song Yuqiao asked.

  However, the man with glasses in front did not speak.

  Song Yu narrowed his eyes and slowed down his pace.

  She felt something was off.

  The man wearing glasses in front turned around and said, "Why aren't you leaving? The press conference is about to start, and Director Ye is waiting for you up ahead."

  "What am I waiting for? I'm not Secretary Ye's secretary or assistant, I don't need to assist him with anything. Now that I've come backstage, it's already an overstep," Song Yuqiao said, turning around directly. "Sorry, my superior told me to take a photo as a record, I have to go back to the venue."

  However, a hand immediately blocked in front of Song Yuqiao's face.

  "Mrs. Ye, don't force me to lay hands on you, okay?"

  Song Yuqiao's blood ran cold when she heard the title, she raised her head and looked at the person in front of her, saying: "Who is Mrs. Ye? You must have mistaken me for someone else."

  "Yè is waiting for you up ahead."

  Song Yuqiao directly stretched out his hand to block the man's arm: "You, Ye Zong, are waiting for someone in front, and it has nothing to do with me. Even if you want me to go over, is this how you invite people? Let go."

  The bespectacled person who was blocking Song Yuqiao's way was about to say something, but when he saw Ye Zhenan walking in from the side door, he quietly retreated.

  Ye Zenan, dressed in a black suit, was clearly attending an important occasion. He walked step by step closer and said: "Song Yuqiao, didn't you always say that I never gave you the status of being my wife? Now I am willing to give you this status. I will hold a press conference to clarify all the issues and return to you the title of Young Madam Ye. Isn't this enough?"

  As expected, Song Yuqiao's guess was correct.

  Looking at Ye Zhenan's face, Song Yuqiao suddenly felt very strange, as if in the past three years, he had never really seen this face covered with human skin.

  "Ye Zenan, I've said it before, we should sit down and have a good talk about our divorce instead of you trying to clear my name. Our marriage has reached its end, what's the use of clearing my name now?" Song Yuqiao said coldly, "Originally, I liked you, I wanted to marry you, I wanted a title, I wanted a grand wedding, everything you had, I wanted."

  Ye Zenan took a step forward: "Now, I'll give you everything. I can overlook the two years you were missing, I can ignore the men outside, as long as you can stay by my side quietly."

  "Don't you still believe me now? You don't believe me, what else can you say to me? Ye Zenan, you're contradicting yourself!" Song Yuqiao leaned against the table beside her, and for this Ye Zenan, she felt a deep sorrow in her heart. "From the beginning, we never had mutual trust. Without trust, what do you want?"

  A marriage without mutual trust is like a pile of loose sand, the love that was painstakingly built up will collapse in an instant.

  Ye Zenan's eyes flashed a hint of red light, and he retorted, "What do I want? Don't you understand what I want?"

  He took a step forward, directly grasped Song Yuqiao's wrist and dragged her to the front of the conference hall stage: "You come with me now, I'll make everything clear!"

  "Snap out of it, Ye Zenan! What are you doing right now? Do you want this ugly behavior to be exposed in the news media?" Song Yuqiao pried open Ye Zenan's hand with her own, his wrist relaxing, filled with aching pain from being pinched.

  But how could her strength be a match for Ye Zenan?

  "Think about it, once our affair is exposed, your messy private life will all be exposed, Ye Shi's performance will definitely be affected, your uncles and aunts will drive you out again. Have you forgotten how miserable you were? Do you want to take your mother to rent an underground room for hundreds of dollars again?" Song Yuqiao's wrist was pinched by Ye Zenan, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Do you still want to live that kind of life?"