On her way home from work, Song Yuqiao received a call from the police, asking her to go to the police station to identify a suspect in a kidnapping and extortion case.

  Song Yuqiao said: "Good."

  At that time, it was Pei Su who rescued her. The suspect had already been caught at the time and now needs to go for identification, which is also reasonable.

  Song Yuqiao went to the police station and came to the outside of a one-way mirror. After confirming, he identified the main culprit and accomplices among the five people inside. The main culprit, Su Qing, still had gauze on his forehead, his mouth was crooked, and he looked a bit out of it. His legs were bandaged, and his arms were fixed with plaster casts, looking quite miserable.

  "How did he end up like this?"

  The police officer said: "I went out for a trip and got beaten up."

  Song Yuqiao had just finished correcting his mistake. As he came out of the police station, he ran into Su Chen head-on.

  Su Chen said: "Just now when the captain called, I was saying that this Song Yuqiao is not you, it turns out to be you, what's going on with you, and how did you get entangled with a group of kidnappers?"

  Song Yuqiao's abduction was only known to those who were aware of it that night, and she didn't tell anyone else, including Erniang's family, nor did Hua Shuo mention it.

  Now that we've escaped danger, there's no need to dwell on it anymore.

  Song Yuqiao told Su Chen a few words, and reminded him: "You must not tell Erni about this. Otherwise, she will definitely tell my mother, and as soon as my mother hears that something is going on here, she will definitely come back."

  Su Chen was made to laugh by Song Yuqiao's fierce tone: "Your mom didn't come back from Canada, is that okay?"

  "It's definitely not good." Song Yuqiao wrinkled her nose, "You're not unaware of my mom's temper, it's better to just stay in Canada."

  "How long do you want to keep this a secret? Even if your mom didn't come back before the child was born, she will definitely come back after the child is born."

  What Su Chen said is right on this point.

  Song Yuqiao also knew that his sister's belly would definitely not be able to hide it, and when Xi Mei Yu returned from Vancouver, who knows what big storm would erupt again.

  ………………

  Jinshui Apartment

  At night, Song Yuqiao was making blueberry rolls for his sister Song Shuying when he casually told her that he had already resigned. "By the end of the month, I can hand over my work properly and officially leave next month."

  Song Shuying pinched an egg roll with her thumb and index finger and stuffed it into her mouth, "Just in time, staying at home with me all day, I'm so bored to death."

  "We'll have to drink the northwest wind," Song Yuqiao said, "I still want to go out and find a job, but without a university undergraduate diploma, I'm afraid I won't be able to find a good job."

  "Aren't you supposed to finish the remaining two years of university?" Song Shuying pulled out a tissue to wipe her hands, "Now that I've resigned, it's just in time to go back to school."

  Song Yuqiao also had this plan in mind, but the savings on her body were indeed not much, and she didn't know how long the remaining tuition fees would be enough for her to eat.

  Song Shuying has already seen what her sister is thinking in her heart, "As for the money aspect, you don't have to worry, with mine comes yours."

  Song Yuqiao smiled slightly.

  Although it is said that way, after all, I have already grown up, and my sister will be giving birth in three or four months. At that time, I will still be a mess.

  As for whether to go back to school and finish those two years of study, it's still under consideration.

  Song Yuqiao made a blueberry egg roll, and the leftovers were packed in a lunch box. She called out to the bodyguard standing outside: "Brother, trouble you again, same address as last time, Huayuan, can you help me send it over?"

  "Ah," Song Shuying's hand reached out from behind and directly grabbed the box handed over by Song Yuqiao, "Let me see, is it for Pei Si to deliver?"

  Song Yuqiao smiled slightly and pursed her lips.

  Song Shuying let go of her hand and had the bodyguard see her off, then pulled Song Yuqiao into the house and closed the door behind her. "Have you confirmed your relationship with Pei Si Cheng?"

  Song Yuqiao's face turned red, "It doesn't count, I was just trying to get along with him, and we haven't fully confirmed our relationship yet."

  Song Shuying raised an eyebrow: "Yes, when did you meet his parents to confirm the relationship? Has he ever taken you to see his friends?"

  Friend?

  "I've seen it."

  It's not just Lu Jingzhong, but also Gu Qingcheng and Xue Miao have seen each other many times.

  Song Yuqiao knew that her sister was asking what this sentence meant, a man, if he really regarded her as his beloved woman, would first take her to meet friends and then parents.

  Actually, Song Yuqiao can also be considered as having seen Pei Si Cheng's father.

  Although it was not a formal occasion both times and somewhat hasty, apart from a silly phrase "Hello boss", no decent gift was even bought.

  Song Shuying asked: "Pei Si Cheng has had children before, don't you mind?"

  "No," Song Yuqiao said, "I really like Pei Hangyu."

  Actually, Song Yuqiao still had some resentment in her heart.

  It's not because of Pei Hangyu that she can't get pregnant, Pei Si must have a child under her knees. Pei Hangyu is a clever and eccentric person, she likes him very much.

  The thorn in her heart was Xia Chuchu, who had given birth to Pei Huaiyu.

  Besides, she can't get pregnant either, and hasn't told Peisong yet. If she really tells Peisong, who knows what will happen then?

  Song Yuqiao sent a text message to Pei Shichen, explaining that the blueberry roll just now was sent by her. She accompanied her sister to watch TV for a while and then went back to the bathroom to take a bath and prepare for bed.

  The water from the showerhead washed over her, Song Yuqiao closed her eyes, as if she could still feel Pei Shichen's caress on her body last night, a flush rising to her face.

  There were still many marks on her body, Song Yuqiao hastily put on her pajamas to cover them up. Even if she took a glance at herself, she felt that this body was no longer hers.

  Lying in bed, Song Yuqiao's mind kept flashing back to Pei Si Cheng. With her eyes open, it was him; with her eyes closed, it was still him. Even when she turned over, she felt like Pei Si Cheng was by her pillow.

  The message I sent to Peis just now has not been replied yet, did he not receive it?

  Song Yuqiao felt like she was hallucinating, as she stared at a phone that didn't react for half an hour.

  Just as she was telling herself in her heart that she must fall asleep immediately, her phone rang.

  She barely had any reaction time and answered the phone.

  "Hello."

  Pei Si Cheng's voice was low, and he chuckled softly: "You picked up so quickly, were you waiting for my call?"

  "No, just coincidentally," Song Yuqiao said with a slightly hurried breath, "has the blueberry Danish pastry that was just sent over arrived?"

  Pei Si leaned against the wine cabinet and looked at his son sitting on the sofa eating, saying: "Received."

  "Do you like little guy?"

  "Yes, I'm eating quickly." Peisong said.

  "That's good."

  "Doesn't anyone ask about me?" Pei Si changed his posture, leaning on the wine cabinet with one arm, and said lightly, "You care so much about my son but not about me, I'll get jealous."

  Song Yuqiao: "......Alright, so you like it?"

  "I like it," Pace said, "but I like you better."

  In the air, it seems like something is a little different, with a kind of intoxicating fragrance slowly fermenting.

  "Tomorrow afternoon after work, I'll pick you up."

  "Uh-huh."

  Song Yuqiao, who was lying on the bed, was clutching the sheets tightly, and couldn't help but wrinkle them up. She thought that if they were really going to try it out, both parties had to be honest with each other, and she had to tell Pei Si Cheng about her own affairs.

  "Pei Sheng, I want to tell you," Song Yuqiao said, "if I say that I'm infertile and can't have children in the future, will you still be with me..."

  But before Song Yuqiao could finish what he was saying, Pei Si Cheng cut him off directly.

  Pei Si Cheng Yi heard he couldn't have children and spat out a mouthful of red wine.

  Can't you have children? Then is Pei Hangyu born by me and a ghost?

  "It's okay, I'm also infertile."

  Song Yuqiao: "...Pei Si Cheng, I'm not joking."

  Paisley said: "I wasn't joking either."

  "Where did Pei Hangyu come from?" Song Yuqiao was amused by Pei Si Cheng's words.

  "Maybe it came out of the stone cracks, who knows."

  Song Yuqiao was indeed defeated by Pei Sheng.

  "I'm going to sleep now, I have to get up early for work tomorrow."

  "Okay, give me a kiss and hang up." Paisley said.

  Song Yuqiao's side was silent for over ten seconds before a "beep" sound suddenly came from the receiver, followed by a busy tone.

  Bai Haoyu took a bite of the crispy egg roll, narrowed his big eyes and looked at his old dad leaning against the wine cabinet, thinking: laughing so slyly, don't know who he's talking to on the phone again.

  ………………

  Lǐ Běi discovered that in recent days, his boss's temper had been somewhat off, and he didn't know if it was just an illusion.

  It was actually worse before, now it's just even worse.

  So he left everything to Yu Na and went to one side to idle away.

  Yu Na came out of Pei Si's office and walked directly to Li Bei's desk, tapping the desktop with her finger: "The boss has something for you to do."

  Lei Bei: *silence*

  Is he really going to be sent to the Middle East to open up oil?

  "Go help me order a bouquet of flowers." Pei Si Cheng took off the glasses on the bridge of his nose and rubbed his eyebrows.

  "Yes, what flower?"

  "What's the meaning of white rose again? And that blue fairy is for reuniting after a breakup, right?" Pei Si Cheng placed his fingers on the keyboard, "Wait a minute, let me Baidu it."

  Lei Bei: *silence*

  Finally, Li Bei waited for three minutes, and Pei Shu typed out a list online: nine red roses, nine white roses, two blue mistresses, two lilies, three purple violets, white freesia, lavender... (omitted N flower names)

  Li Bei looked at this list and felt his five internal organs tangled together.

  Boss, do you think this is going to a pharmacy to grab some Chinese medicine?

  "What does the card in the bouquet say?"

  Pei Si Cheng said: "Write... wait a minute, let me Baidu it."

  Lei Bei: *silence*

  "Who is it for?" Li Bei asked as he stuffed the printed paper into his pocket before leaving the office.

  Pei Si raised an eyebrow, his meaning clear without needing to be said.

  "Alright, I understand."

  "Wait a minute." Pei Su suddenly stopped Li Bei, "Don't go send it yourself, just order online and let the florist deliver it."

  "I understand."

  Li Bei couldn't help but mutter under his breath, "With so many things to do, why don't you go book it yourself?"

  So on this day, Song Yuqiao had just opened his office and was preparing for the materials to be used that day when he received a phone call.

  "Is it Song Yuqiao?"

  "Yes."

  "There is a bouquet of flowers you ordered from the flower shop. I am currently in the lobby of Shallow Language Company. Are you in the company now? Can you come down to sign for it?"

  Song Yuqiao was full of doubts in her heart, could it be that Pei Si had sent someone to deliver it?

  "Thank you." A big bouquet of flowers, which was quite beautiful. Song Yuqiao took the flowers and was looking at a note inside, preparing to leave, when she was called back by the express delivery person behind her.

  "Please sign for it and pay the money, a total of four hundred twenty-eight."

  Song Yuqiao: "......"

  So, after a very long time, Song Yuqiao still remembered clearly that the first bouquet of flowers Pei Si gave her was bought with her own money.

  Holding flowers back to the office, Zheng Qing has been sitting in Song Yuqiao's position waiting.

  "Someone is chasing after you," Zheng Qing, who looked much better today, joked with Song Yuqiao for a couple of sentences and asked, "When do you plan on returning my car keys?"

  Song Yuqiao: "......"

  Things are bad. Last night I came back from Jia Ge, and took Pei Cheng's car. I completely forgot about Zheng Qing's car.

  Song Yuqiao smiled and searched through her bag to find Zheng Qing's car key, "The car key is here, but the car is still at Jia Ge..." Seeing Zheng Qing's face turn gloomy, Song Yuqiao quickly promised, "I have to go to the headquarters later, I'll definitely drive it back for you!"

  "Are you going to headquarters?" Zheng Qing said, "That's perfect, can you help me deliver this material to Dailin Card."

  "Good."

  Song Yuqiao did not greet Ye Zenan in advance and went straight over. It was past 10 am, Ye Zenan should have already arrived at the office.

  However, the secretary outside Ye Zenan's office said: "Director Ye went to the hospital today and didn't come to work. He should be coming over this afternoon."

  Have you gone to the hospital?

  "Uh-huh, I see."

  Just as Song Yuqiao was about to turn around, the secretary suddenly stopped her. "Are you Song Yuqiao? Then come with me, General Manager Ye has a share transfer agreement for you to sign in Lawyer Zhang's office at the legal department."

  Song Yuqiao followed the secretary to Zhang's office and saw the stock transfer agreement. Ye Zhenan personally held 45% of the internal shares of the Ye family, but now he directly transferred 20% to Song Yuqiao.

  This twenty percent means that just with the dividends from Guangyuan at the end of the year, Song Yuqiao can eat, drink and have fun without worrying.

  "This is a notarized document, and both parties' signatures and seals have legal effect."

  Song Yuqiao held a pen in his hand but hesitated and didn't sign.

  Ye Zenan owed her one, but it wasn't necessary to directly transfer Ye's shares to her. This windfall from heaven was really making her feel uneasy.

  "Wait a minute, Lawyer Zhang, I'll make a phone call first."

  Song Yuqiao took out her mobile phone and went to the bathroom next door, dialed Ye Zenan's number, but after a long beep, it didn't connect.

  She frowned and went back into her office, where she signed first.

  "Once Mr. Ye signs and stamps this share transfer agreement, it will take effect," said Attorney Zhang. "At that time, someone from the Ye Corporation's board of directors will contact you."

  "Thank you."

  This money, as Huazhen said, is the compensation that Ye Zenan owes her for the past three years. Taking the money and divorcing him would not make herself too embarrassed.

  Unfortunately, Song Yuqiao was not that kind of person who loved money. She would rather cut off her relationship and recall the painful memories of their three-year marriage, which she could never escape from.

  Yeh's family came out, Song Yuqiao went to Jia Ge and drove Zheng Qing's car out of the garage.

  The car was just about to start, when suddenly a person rushed out from the corner in front, Song Yuqiao didn't expect it at all, and the brakes were not even applied in time. He hastily turned the steering wheel, crashing into another car in the garage, his forehead hit the steering wheel hard, hurting for a moment, seemingly scraping off some skin.

  At that moment, the alarm sound from the car and the garage's own alarm system started ringing. Song Yuqiao casually took out a tissue to press on her forehead and opened the door to get out of the car.

  The person who just rushed out from the corner has disappeared, and the culprit is gone. In the end, only Song Yuqiao can be held accountable for compensation.

  She took a look at the extent of the damage to the car. Zheng Qing's car had its front bumper dented, and it would be fine after being sent to a 4S shop for repairs. The main problem was with this Porsche that Song Yuqiao had crashed into, which made him feel like he was going blind for a moment.

  It's not just a scratch on the road, I'm afraid it would be difficult to make up for even if she was sold.

  The security personnel of the parking garage have arrived and notified the owner of the Porsche.

  Song Yuqiao stood by the car door, first calling Zheng Qing to ask if his car had insurance, and briefly explaining the situation. Zheng Qing said: "I'll be right there."

  Song Yuqiao said: "You don't have to rush for now, if I can handle it, you won't need to come over."

  She hung up Zheng Qing's phone and took down the handkerchief that had been pressed against her forehead, a red stain on it.

  She brushed her bangs aside and took a glance in the rearview mirror. The scrape on her forehead had stopped bleeding, it wasn't too serious, and it didn't hurt anymore.

  But just ten minutes later, the owner of the Porsche arrived.

  It was actually Zhang Qi.

  It seems that this matter still requires Zheng Qing to show up in person.

  Zhang Qi came with a fierce momentum, and when she saw Song Yuqiao covering her forehead, a look of disdain suddenly appeared on her face: "I said who was it, it turned out to be Miss Song, indeed not the same, even a broken car dare to drive like this, Miss Song, do you have a license?"

  Song Yuqiao heard Zhang Qi's tone was not good, but now she indeed owed an explanation, so he didn't say much to her. "Let's wait for the insurance company to come and see the situation first."

  "I didn't buy insurance, you have to pay for all the car repairs," Zhang Qi said.

  Nowadays, ordinary cars worth tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of yuan all need to be insured. If you say that a Porsche doesn't have car insurance, who would believe it?

  Zhang Qi obviously came to pick a fight.

  Song Yuqiao and Zhang Qi basically had nothing to say, just wanting to quietly wait for Zheng Qing to call the insurance company's people over, letting Zhang Qi talk nonstop on one side.

  Song Yuqiao finally couldn't help but turn around and look directly at Zhang Qi, saying: "This is Zheng Qing's car."

  Zhang Qi swallowed back half of what she was going to say.

  But then, after just a minute of silence, Zhang Qi started speaking again: "You think it's impressive to have a designer boyfriend? Zheng Qing was originally my person at Ruitian, one of my designers..."

  This was what Song Yuqiao had guessed before, and now Zhang Qi has confirmed it. She had been prepared for a long time and wouldn't be too surprised.

  Zhang Qi continued: "Do you know why he left Ruitian? Because of an office romance, I had a three-year underground relationship with him, and finally someone found out and reported us. In the end, only one person could stay, Zheng Qing chose to leave, and I stayed and got promoted."

  Song Yuqiao was immediately stunned.

  This was something she had never thought of, and only then did she think that Zheng Qing and Zhang Qi must have known each other, and there must be some connection between them. But what she didn't expect was that they were actually boyfriend and girlfriend, and it was because of this reason that they broke up.

  Zhang Qi continued: "At that time, his intention was for me to resign and then he would work to support me. However, at Ruitian, he had already become the chief designer, and there was no more room for advancement except to add another title such as design director or creative director on top of being the chief designer. But I'm different, I was a department manager back then, and now I'm an assistant general manager in charge of 80% of the market in C city at headquarters. My annual salary including bonuses is three times higher than his, can he afford to support me? He also has his own mortgage and car loan, how can he possibly support me?"

  Song Yuqiao chose not to speak.

  She really can't get involved in such things, and she's not good at mediating emotional issues for others.

  Moreover, in the city, there are inevitably male and female friends who do not match economically, and those who eventually go astray and perish for this reason are not uncommon, whether it is economic factors or family reasons.

  In fact, her own economic conditions and those of Pei Sheng are fundamentally incompatible, and their family situations are also equally incompatible.

  She is the daughter who broke off relations with the Song family, and Pei Cheng is the third son of the Pei family. He can get whatever he wants whenever he wants it. Moreover, she has just divorced recently, would the Pei family accept a woman who has been married before?

  The door is opposite the house, sometimes it's not just talk.

  Song Yuqiao thought for a moment and suddenly burst out laughing.

  It's indeed the case that such things can't be started just because she wants to try, but as long as she hasn't completely sunk in, it's still possible to gather her thoughts and calm down, her heart feels like it's being clenched tightly.

  Song Yuqiao took a deep breath, lowered his head and sent a text message to Zheng Qing: This Porsche is Zhang Qi's car. Let Zheng Qing be prepared when he comes.

  However, unexpectedly, Zheng Qing didn't even show his face and let the insurance company's people take charge of handling this matter.

  Finally, the car was towed directly to a 4S store for repair. Zhang Qi also drove there, but when she was about to leave, she was on the phone with Zheng Qing, and it's unclear whether the other party had picked up or not.

  Song Yuqiao stood in the garage for a while, looking at the corner of the front garage, where there was a camera on top, flashing red light.

  She thought the person who just rushed out from the corner was suspicious, so she went to find the monitoring room and checked the surveillance video.

  The surveillance video shows that indeed one person rushed out directly.

  It can be seen clearly from the video that her legs don't seem too agile and are a bit lame.

  This person is none other than Song Jierou. Bu Zhu Dao Hao.

  Song Yuqiao thanked the staff who were monitoring and then left the monitoring room.

  At first, Xu Wenyi scared her in the middle of the night by pretending to be a ghost, and now Song Jierou ran straight from the front of the car, causing her to crash into other cars. It's really exhausting.