Why did she have to call Pei Shichen, Song Yuqiao dialed the phone number when she was completely unaware of it, as if it should be so, the first person she wanted to tell in her heart was Pei Shichen, not anyone else.

  But now that she had hung up the phone, she suddenly couldn't understand herself either. She had made that call just now. It seemed like it was just an impulsive move, but somehow she felt like her subconscious mind was driving her to do so.

  Song Yuqiao left the Forest Park, it's been an hour already.

  The car sent by her sister was still at the park entrance, Song Yuqiao walked over and got in.

  The sky had darkened, and Song Yuqiao rolled down the car window, turning her head to block out the red and green lights outside, with specks of light reflecting a kaleidoscope of colors in her pupils.

  They arrived at Jinshui Community, and the car stopped. Song Yuqiao got out of the car.

  "Big brother, can you help me tell my sister that I won't be coming back tonight? I'm staying at a friend's place."

  After she finished speaking, she turned around and walked towards the entrance of the residential area without looking back.

  While walking on the road, Song Yuqiao received a call from her sister and asked: "Where are you staying?"

  Song Yuqiao said: "Not thought well, go, or not go."

  Song Shuying was on the other end of the phone. She let out a sigh, as if she already knew what Song Yuqiao was thinking in her heart, "Think carefully, whether to go or not, think about why."

  To go or not to go...

  Because of what...

  Pei Si Cheng disregarded his own danger and rescued her from the kidnappers' hands. Is this reason enough?

  Song Yuqiao hailed a taxi and got in, "To Huayuan."

  This section of the road is Song Yuqiao's most nervous journey.

  As soon as she got out of the taxi at the entrance of Huayuan, her heart began to beat faster, and her fingers unconsciously tightened around the strap of her bag, as if even her breathing had become urgent.

  In the corridor, quietly. No sound.

  The elevator doors opened and her high heels clicked on the marble floor, the voice-controlled light above her head lit up.

  Standing at the door, Song Yuqiao looked at the fingerprint lock in front of her and remembered that the last time Pei Su held her hand and entered her fingerprints into the fingerprint recognizer, he whispered in her ear, "You can come whenever you want."

  She stood in front of the door for a long time, pinching her right hand with her left. Her fingernails dug into the palm of her hand, forming crescent-shaped marks, and her palms were full of sweat.

  Because there was no sound in the corridor for a long time, the voice-controlled light went out again, leaving only a faint weak green light on the fingerprint recognizer on the door lock.

  She raised her hand, stretched out her index finger, hesitated whether to press it on, and her hand trembled slightly.

  Suddenly, she was enveloped in a warm and gentle embrace. Her back stiffened as a large hand covered hers, the palm slightly damp to the touch, guiding her hand onto the fingerprint scanner.

  "May I take this as your answer?" Pei's breath whispered beside her ear.

  Song Yuqiao didn't say a word, but felt her heart skip three beats in that instant.

  Pei Si was also a bit out of breath, having just rushed back from D City by plane, running all the way up the stairs, and now covered in sweat.

  He didn't rush to kiss Song Yuqiao, but instead held her hand and went upstairs. He opened his closet, pulled out a white shirt of his own, and handed it to her: "You take a bath in my bathroom, I'll go take one in the outer bathroom."

  Song Yuqiao lowered her head and took the shirt from his hand.

  Pei Si Cheng first went to the bathroom, and for Song Yu Qiao in the bathtub put good hot water, after coming out, saw Song Yu Qiao still standing there motionless, walked over, on her ear fell a light kiss: "Good girl."

  Until Pei Si walked away for a long time, Song Yuqiao was still standing in place.

  She wouldn't be unaware of what would happen this time she came, because Pei Si Cheng had explicitly told her that he only wanted her.

  Now she has no money and no power, completely detached from the Song family, and hasn't taken a single penny from Song Wei in years.

  So now what she can give him is herself.

  She entered the bathroom, took off her clothes and jumped into the bathtub. The hot water enveloped her, soothing the tension and restlessness that had been building up inside her since she returned from Jinshui Community.

  She soaked in the bathroom for a long time, until her skin turned red with a layer of misty haze. When she walked out of the bathtub, her footsteps began to float.

  ………………

  Indeed, Song Yuqiao had been chatting for a while. Pei Si washed up and leaned against the headboard, this was already their third conversation, an hour had passed.

  But he has plenty of patience and is already a fish in the net, will he still be able to swim around?

  But this patience will also be worn away bit by bit.

  He walked onto the balcony, lit a cigarette, and after finishing it, came back in. Just as he entered, the bathroom door opened, and Song Yuqiao seemed to be walking out of the bathroom, carrying the fresh scent of having just bathed, her face rosy, wearing a white shirt that barely reached the base of her thighs, revealing two beautiful legs.

  Pei Si closed the balcony door with his backhand and walked over slowly.

  Song Yu's hair was wet and hadn't been wiped dry, the water droplets on his black hair scattered over his shoulders had soaked through Pei Shichen's white shirt, making the white fabric appear semi-transparent.

  Paisong could see that under the white shirt, Song Yuqiao was wearing nothing, and the fullness of her chest was faintly visible inside the shirt.

  Song Yuqiao stood still without moving, and Pei Shichen walked over.

  He pulled Song Yuqiao's hand and had her sit on the bed. First, he used a dry towel to gently wipe her hair clean, then found a blow dryer, adjusted the temperature, and used soft air to blow-dry her hair bit by bit. Finally, he used his fingers to tidy it up.

  Her hair was blown up by the blower, revealing her slender white neck under her black hair. Pei Si's fingers seemed to be unintentionally stroking her hair, touching the skin on the back of her neck, a very delicate touch.

  Song Yuqiao's heart is now in a mess, like a thorny thicket, with knots everywhere.

  She was very clear that since she would call Pei Si Cheng and come to Hua Yuan, the person she faced must not be just chatting.

  The sound of the hair dryer beside her ear suddenly stopped, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw Pei Si get up to put away the hair dryer, then come back, and the mattress on his side sank into a soft depression. Song Yuqiao's heart skipped a beat.

  Paisong Cheng turned Song Yuqiao's shoulder over, a pair of deep and quiet eyes staring at her, as if her soul was caught.

  He reached out his hand and wanted to unbutton the buttons on Song Yuqiao's shirt.

  Song Yu Qiao Shrunk a bit, Pei Si Cheng said: "Don't move."

  He unbuttoned the buttons on Song Yuqiao's shirt, from the first one near his neck down to the last one, and as the shirt opened up, Song Yuqiao's smooth skin was finally fully exposed before him.

  Song Yuqiao bit her lower lip and opened her mouth, her voice a little hoarse: "Pei Si Cheng, you asked me for an answer, I said I would give it to you. If you want my body, I can give it to you, but if you want my heart, I'm not even clear where my own heart is right now, there's no way I can give it to you. My parents had a failed marriage and then divorced, I've also had a failed relationship, a failed marriage... I don't know what I should do now or who I should still believe in... Do you understand what I mean?"

  Pei Si's hand paused slightly as he pointed, drawing out the tail of his sentence "Hm?"

  Then, without waiting for Song Yuqiao's reaction, he had already stripped her shirt off her shoulders, revealing her smooth and shiny skin that radiated an enticing glow.

  Song Yuqiao felt a slight chill on her shoulders and wanted to fold her arms in front of her chest.

  The next second, Pei Su Cheng had already buckled Song Yu Qiao's waist, not giving her any time to react, and flipped over to press her under his body.

  Song Yu's heart was racing, beating rapidly, especially when Pei Si Cheng's lingering wet kiss landed on her lips. Her body suddenly trembled slightly, and as his palm slid down from the top of her back, this trembling sensation became even more pronounced.

  Paisong's kiss ignited all the sparks on her body, and Song Yuqiao couldn't help but stretch out her arms to wrap around his neck. At this moment, Paisong's hand had already wandered to Song Yuqiao's lower abdomen.

  Song Yuqiao endured Pei's enthusiastic and rolling kisses, unable to help but let out a soft cry.

  Pei Si Cheng smiled softly and his lips moved down from her lips to the base of her neck, while his other hand was circling around Song Yu Qiao's lower back. Just as Song Yu Qiao was getting lost in the moment, one of his fingers had already slipped inside.

  Song Yuqiao's fingers drew a red mark on Pei Si Cheng's back.

  Pei Si Cheng said softly: "Qiao Qiao, call me Brother Pei."

  Song Yuqiao's face had a faint flush that was hard to detect, her hair, which had already been blown dry, was wet with sweat and stuck to her cheeks, her eyes were open, staring at the face close to her body, as if she was shaking her head unconsciously.

  Paisong suddenly sneered and his fingers curled into a claw, Song Yuqiao couldn't bear it for a moment and directly bit Paisong's shoulder.

  "Chu Chu, call Pei Gege."

  Song Yuqiao heard this name and shook his head like a rattle drum.

  She remembered that Xia Chuchu was a woman whom Pei Shichen had been searching for five years, but she wasn't Xia Chuchu, she was Song Yuqiao.

  However, Pei Si Cheng was indeed rare in his enthusiasm, and would rather endure hardship himself than not arouse Song Yu Qiao's desire first. He truly used up all his skills, until finally, the two of them were like they had been fished out of water, with only a sticky feeling between their legs, and a thin layer of fine sweat on their skin.

  "Okay, Brother Pei! Brother Pei!"

  Song Yuqiao finally could not resist and surrendered.

  "Say it: you are my Pei brother."

  Song Yuqiao was just a little slow to react, and before she could even process what was happening, Pei Cheng had already pinched her so hard that she was trembling all over, and she hastily said: "You're my Brother Pei! Brother Pei..."

  Her eyes had already welled up with tears, Pei Si Cheng supported her waist, leaned forward slightly, and kissed away the tears at the corners of her eyes. He brushed aside the disheveled hair that was blocking her face, "Don't cry, Brother Pei is here to take care of you now."

  A room of spring light, the spring breeze lifts the curtains.

  Sink, sink again...

  ………………

  If it's said that the previous two times with Pei Su Cheng were all under circumstances where Song Yu Qiao was not sober, and the next day when she woke up, she could only recall these things by racking her brains, or retain some residual feelings. But this time, she was really, completely sober, except for the lust provoked by Pei Su Cheng, she was thoroughly infatuated.

  The moment she opened her eyes, she could even recall that they had entwined together several times at night, and she had called out "Brother Pei" a few times because she couldn't bear the emptiness.

  A flush rose to her face.

  Was it really a problem that she had never been with a man before? Her first conscious time was so intense, intensely making her hard to forget.

  Song Yuqiao moved her body, and the sticky feeling between her legs was gone. It seemed that Pei Si had taken her to the bathroom to take a bath, and it seemed like something had happened in the bathroom too...

  Song Yuqiao suppressed his heavy breathing and gradually calmed down.

  Pillowed beside him, Pei Sheng's face was right next to his, the two of them leaning in especially close, Song Yuqiao could feel his breath.

  Pae Se-heon's sleeping face was particularly calm, his eyelashes trembling lightly, his lips pursed slightly, as if with a satisfied smile. Perhaps because he was asleep, Pae Se-heon's facial features had lost their usual sharpness.

  He hadn't woken up yet, with one arm draped over Song Yuqiao's waist.

  Song Yuqiao gently picked up Pei Shichen's arm, wanting to move it aside without waking him up, and quietly left.

  But just as her hand had barely touched Pei Sheng's arm, he moved forward a little, his arm tightening around Song Yuqiao's back, his face sliding directly from the pillow onto her chest.

  Song Yuqiao's back stiffened all of a sudden.

  She thought Pei Sheng had woken up, but Pei Sheng's face was pressed against her chest, rubbed twice, and didn't move again.

  Her heart was racing violently, and in just these two days, she felt like her heart was going to burst with exhaustion, and the temperature of her face suddenly rose.

  Pei Si Cheng obviously treated her as a plaything.

  Song Yuqiao was a bit more careful this time, slowly moving Pei Sicheng's body away, and a thin layer of fine sweat had already appeared on his forehead.

  She let out a long sigh and didn't even dare to turn her head back, directly rushing into the bathroom.

  The bathroom had a large floor-to-ceiling mirror, and in the mirror, Song Yuqiao could clearly see the purple and green hickeys on her body. Her waist was a bit sore, but it was okay, she wasn't unable to get out of bed because she remembered that Pei Si Cheng's movements were very gentle yesterday, not rough at all, until the end, he was still holding back, releasing himself on her body.

  Song Yuqiao hastily took out clothes from the coat rack and put them on.

  However, due to the collar issue, even if a professional dress shirt is buttoned up to the top button, two very obvious hickeys can still be seen on the neck.

  Song Yuqiao made a great effort again, using the concealer powder in her makeup bag to carefully apply it to her neck, making sure it wasn't too noticeable before leaving the bathroom.

  Paisong was still fast asleep, naked under the quilt, with only a corner of it covering his lower abdomen.

  She hastily averted her gaze, not daring to wear high heels, fearing that she would wake up Pei Su Cheng. Carrying her shoes, she tiptoed out of the bedroom and let out a long sigh of relief.

  So, it's all settled now.

  The first two times were unconscious, this time it was a mutual consent.

  Song Yuqiao entered her fingerprint, went out, leaned against the door for a long time, and so on. Really, it was like drawing a boundary line with Pei Si Cheng.

  If she were to accept another emotion so quickly, she really couldn't take it, even though Pei Si Cheng had been pressing her step by step from the very beginning.

  As Song Yuqiao's figure disappeared into the Xuan Gate, Pei Si Cheng, wearing his sleeping clothes, had already walked out and was leaning on the railing.

  He knew Song Yuqiao, she just wanted to use this night as a reward for saving her.

  However, Pei Shikai was not satisfied with just this one night.

  ………………

  Song Yuqiao was on the road, bought some breakfast, as it was still early, he walked and ate at the same time. There were not many people on the bus yet, when he arrived at the company, there was still half an hour before work started.

  Unexpectedly, Zheng Qing was also there.

  "Good morning!"

  Behind the computer screen, Zheng Qing raised his head and looked at Song Yuqiao for a moment, saying: "Yuqiao, come here."

  Song Yuqiao put her bag in her locker and walked over.

  Zheng Qing pointed at a set of designs on the computer screen and asked: "Which one of these two design drafts is better?"

  Song Yuqiao compared the two and said, "In my opinion, the first one is better, the second one is mediocre and a bit too traditional. When it comes to entertainment programs, being more lively is better."

  Zheng Qing nodded: "Yes, I think so too."

  He leaned against the back of the chair and rubbed his eyebrows. The ball of cloth fell to the ground.

  Song Yuqiao only then saw the red blood vessels at the bottom of his eyes: "Didn't sleep all night?"

  Zheng Qing said: "I couldn't sleep, so I got up and did some design. This afternoon at 3 o'clock, there is a cooperative meeting with Ruitian, which requires going to Jia Ge. You go, I won't go."

  "Good."

  "Yo Qiao, your neck..." Zheng Qing said this, without any evasion, directly pointing with his hand.

  There were too many marks on her neck, and the concealer Song Yuqiao had just applied couldn't completely cover them up, making her feel a bit awkward for a moment. "Uh, mosquito bites."

  Zheng Qing: "......"

  "Before going to Jia Ge later, you'd better wear a silk scarf to cover it." Zheng Qing made a small suggestion.

  Song Yu nodded: "Good."

  In the closet, the scarf she bought last time was still there. She went to the bathroom and simply tied it around her neck. The color was close to that of her professional suit jacket and didn't look out of place at all.

  It was really embarrassing, she saw some marks on her neck in the mirror, and her heart suddenly jumped, she quickly calmed down and walked out of the bathroom.

  The new substitute for Dai Lin Ka, the supervisor, called Song Yu Qiao into his office at 9:30.

  The office is still the same, but the decorations inside have changed a lot. Except for the office desk and computer chair, everything else has been replaced. Even the green potted plants that Dailin Card had placed in the corner of the wall are gone, replaced by a metallic safe.

  "Are you Song Yuqiao?"

  "Yes."

  "Is it resignation?"

  As a middle-aged man, the inevitable thing is beer belly and baldness. This Director Zhang really has it all, and he speaks very slowly, listening to him makes you want to fall asleep.

  "Yes, I had already handed in my resignation letter to Sister Dai earlier, and she helped me pass it on to General Manager Ye."

  Since they were already divorced, Song Yuqiao believed that Ye Zenan would no longer hold her back, and after signing, she could go through the resignation procedures.

  Director Zhang sighed, "You said, I just came and you gave me a resignation letter. Those who don't know the inside story would think that I harassed you, and you're so eager to leave."

  Song Yuqiao: "......"

  What did you say?

  "The instructions from above have been issued, you can wrap up your work for this month and process the resignation procedures at the end of the month."

  "Yes."

  Song Yuqiao walked out of the office, and her heart suddenly felt much lighter.

  Director Zhang suddenly called out to her again: "Song Yuqiao!"

  She turned around.

  Director Zhang said: "General Manager Ye called and told you to go to work tomorrow morning, first go to the headquarters, there is a share transfer file that needs to be signed."

  Stock transfer documents?

  Song Yuqiao couldn't help but raise a question mark in her heart.

  She didn't remember having Ye's shares under her name, what transfer documents was she signing? Was it related to the division of property? Yesterday, Ye Zhenan brought a divorce agreement to the Civil Affairs Bureau, but because time was tight, Song Yuqiao only took a glance and signed without further ado.

  Let's put this matter aside for now, she must go back first and complete the task assigned by Zheng Qing, because time is relatively tight, from morning to 3 pm in the afternoon, there are only five hours left. Song Yuqiao didn't go to eat at noon, and Zheng Qing guided her on the side. She grasped all the details of the design draft, and explained it to Zheng Qing again.

  "Is that so?"

  Zheng Qing handed a takeout from outside to Song Yuqiao and said, "Unchanged in the midst of all changes, you don't have to be nervous. This kind of thing I can only do, not say. You can say everything I want to say, it's great."

  Song Yuqiao smiled: "Master taught well."

  Zheng Qing glanced at Song Yuqiao, but his eyes were thoughtful. "Let's eat quickly."

  ………………

  At two thirty, Song Yuqiao set off ahead of schedule, driving Zheng Qing's car to Jia Ge, with just ten minutes to spare, the timing was just right, neither early nor late.

  Upon arrival at the meeting room, Ruitian's people were already there, Zhang Qi and another male designer.

  Song Yuqiao came alone, she nodded to Zhang Qi after arriving, and then sat down directly, taking out all the documents from her handbag, just in time for Jia Ge, the general manager responsible for market advertising, also arrived.

  As it was a cooperation plan between two companies, there were more differences in opinion. Zhang Qi was also unwilling to give in, and after an hour, Song Yuqiao's mouth was dry and her tongue was parched. She picked up the paper cup beside her and took two sips of water.

  She thought to herself, fortunately Zheng Qing didn't come over, otherwise that inarticulate man would definitely be furious and his face would turn red with rage, but he wouldn't be able to say anything, and would probably end up giving Ruitian Company more leverage.

  Just as they were about to finalize everything, Lu Jing came back.

  He walked up front and listened as the person in charge gave a brief update on their progress.

  Song Yuqiao didn't know whether he should greet him or not, after all they had met and eaten together before. However, seeing the disdainful gaze in Zhang Qi's eyes across from him, he simply didn't lift his head and continued to organize the materials in his hands with his head down.

  It's not because I'm guilty, it's just that I don't want to waste any more words on this kind of person.

  Jia Ge's person in charge reported to Lu Jingzhong, and after Lu Jingzhong left, he walked by Song Yuqiao's side, hesitated for a moment, and Song Yuqiao nodded before leaving.

  Lu Jingzhong left after finalizing the integration plan, and the meeting was adjourned.

  Just followed Lu Jingzhong's secretary, waited until the meeting was over, walked to Song Yuqiao's side and said: "Miss Song, President Lu has something to do with you, please come with me."

  Song Yuqiao organized the materials and nodded: "Good."

  Zhang Qi looked at Song Yuqiao with even more disdain, coldly smiling as she said to the designer beside her, "Some people just rely on their good looks to seduce their superiors and bosses, and it's people like this who ruin the work atmosphere."

  Song Yuqiao suddenly raised his head, "Yes, that also depends on whether you have the looks or not. If you're like some people, you can't even take this shortcut."

  After finishing speaking, she no longer looked at Zhang Qi's face and followed Lu Jingzhong's secretary out of the conference room.

  Walking through the corridor in front of her, Song Yuqiao followed the secretary onto the elevator, and the secretary pressed the forty-seventh floor.

  "What does Lu want from me?" Song Yuqiao couldn't help but feel a little nervous, she and Lu Jingrong were not familiar at all, the only connection between them was because of Pei Si Cheng.

  "I don't know, General Lu instructed you to go to his office after the meeting."

  The secretary led Song Yuqiao into an office, but there was no one in the office.

  "Miss Song, please have a seat first. Would you like red tea or coffee?"

  Song Yuqiao smiled and waved his hand: "Just plain water will do."

  The secretary poured water for Song Yuqiao, "Miss Song, please wait a moment, I'll go ask Mr. Lu."

  "Okay."

  The office door closed, Song Yuqiao took a sip of water, got up and walked to the east side of the office in front of a large glass wall, looked down at the bottom, suddenly felt dizzy, hurriedly pushed back a step, and stroked his chest.

  It seems that acrophobia is something that can't be overcome in a short time.

  The door behind her creaked open and Song Yuqiao turned around, "Lu..." but the words got stuck in her throat.