Bai Hangyu woke up from his nap, stretched lazily and jumped downstairs to find Qiaoqiao.

  However, at the dinner table, there was only Dad sitting there, gnawing on a pork rib?

  "Where's Qiaoqiao?"

  Pei Si Cheng didn't say a word and flipped to the next page of the newspaper in his hand.

  Bai Hangyu didn't think his dad would answer him, anyway, whether his dad answered or not, he would search the house from top to bottom to make sure. Only then did he hang his head dejectedly and say, "You've scared Qiaoqiao away again."

  Pei Si Cheng did not respond with a yes or no, and instead served Pei Huang Yu a bowl of rice.

  Bae Ho-young widened his eyes: "Why is there only this little bit?"

  The bowl of rice is only half the amount Baek Ho-young usually eats.

  Pei Su Chen calmly threw away the cleaned rib bones. He pulled out a tissue to wipe his hands: "This is what Qiao Qiao said, you can't eat too much for the next two days and need to keep it light. Look at these dishes, none of them have any oil residue, they were all made for you."

  It's all for me...

  Never mind what Dad's purpose was. Anyway, the little guy was still quite happy after hearing it, and directly pulled over the bowl of spare ribs soup, rolled up his sleeves, and got started, hehe.

  Just as Bae Ho-yong was having a great time eating, Bae Se-chang went up to the second floor study.

  Because at that time Pei Si was afraid that Song Yu would help him collect his things and unintentionally see the appraisal report, so he specially put it in a place.

  But where did I hide it?

  Pei Si forgot himself, anyway it was a place that Song Yu Qiao absolutely couldn't think of. Now, even he himself can't think of it.

  He searched for a while in his study and then went downstairs to ask Pei Haoyu: "Pei Haoyu!"

  Bai Haoyu was sucking his own fingers one by one. Hearing his old man calling him from behind, he moved his ears and said, "What's up?"

  "Have you seen a large yellow envelope made of cowhide that I had? Did you secretly take it away and hide it?"

  Bae Ho-yong snapped: "I don't want your stuff, and if you can't find it, come looking for me!"

  Pei Si Cheng just asked casually and turned to go upstairs, suddenly hearing Pei Hao Yu muttering unclearly behind him: "You come back and ask Jiao Jiao, Jiao Jiao helped you clean up the room."

  Pei Si's footsteps paused for a moment, and his originally slightly furrowed eyebrows furrowed even tighter.

  Could it be... that Song Yuqiao found that one DNA test report that he had hidden so well that even he himself couldn't find it?

  Pei Si returned to the room and searched again, directly kicking over a chair.

  He has never been patient with anyone and anything other than Song Yuqiao.

  Pei Si shouted from downstairs: "Pei Haoyu! Bring me your phone!"

  No response from downstairs.

  "Or else I won't let Qiaoqiao tell you stories tonight!" said Pei Shu again.

  Then in less than half a minute, Pei's phone was handed over with both hands.

  Pei Si took over the phone and patted Pei Hangyu's head. "Go down."

  He picked up his mobile phone and first called Gu Qingcheng: "Really lost, can't find it, hurry up and give me a backup copy."

  On the other end of the phone, Gu Qingcheng retorted: "You can even lose such an important document?"

  "Why bother talking, with the time you spent saying these two sentences, you could have rewritten it for me already."

  Pei Si Cheng thought he was sitting in a boss chair, with a backrest behind him, holding his mobile phone in one hand, and crossing his legs to tap on the desk in front of him, leaning his back against the backrest.

  Result...

  Bai Haoyu walked out of the study room, and only then did he realize that his small face had scrunched up into a trumpet-shaped flower.

  Why should I try to please Dad? If Dad says not to tell stories to Jiao Jiao, then don't tell her stories. It's Jiao Jiao telling him, not Dad telling him!

  Bai Haoyu suddenly felt a sense of being deceived, and when he turned around, he heard a loud noise coming from the study, as if something heavy had fallen to the ground.

  Then, Pei Hangyu stared with wide eyes, turned around, and quietly ran to the stairs, hearing his father's angry roar: "Pei Hangyu! Move your stool away!"

  At the end of the empty corridor, in Pei Haoyu's small room, in front of a small student desk, there was an extremely mismatched luxurious boss chair with a backrest. Behind the boss chair, a small red flag was inserted into a small hole, on which was written: "Pei Haoyu's exclusive seat".

  Under the boss's chair, there is an iron chain lock on the leg of a small desk. It seems that one is not enough to be secure, so another desk leg is also locked with a chain.

  Time went back five hours ago.

  In the supermarket.

  Song Yuqiao looked at the oversized iron chain in the shopping cart and frowned: "Xiaohuo, what do you want to buy this for?"

  "Lock the car, now there are a lot of thieves stealing cars, lock up my dad's car and those little thieves can't steal it."

  Song Yuqiao: "......"

  My private car is not a bicycle, stealing this kind of car requires skills.

  However, when passing by the food area, Song Yuqiao checked the items in the shopping cart and found that one originally large iron chain lock had become two.

  Song Yuqiao looked at Pei Haoyu and pointed to the shopping cart.

  "This one is for my uncle! Lock up his big dog!"

  Alright, this is the origin of the iron chain.

  ………………

  Song Yuqiao first took a taxi to Hua Shuo's evening dress store and passed by Starbucks, bringing two cups of coffee over.

  Pushing open the door, Hua Xuan was scolding a new shop assistant, looking extremely angry, her hair standing on end.

  "Please, if everyone was like you and didn't pay their bills, I'd have to close down the shop! Can't you be more considerate? You're not a three-year-old kid anymore, and yet you think you can just walk out with a 30,000 yuan dress without paying for it? This is modern society now, if someone doesn't take the clothes away, we'll keep them safe for him until he has the money to pay. But how can you just take the clothes and leave without paying? I even got stopped by a bean sprout seller this morning because of 20 cents!"

  Hua's anger was not light, and the female shop assistant Xiaoting quickly poured Hua a glass of water, then made eye contact with the tall and large young man standing in front.

  The young man said: "Alright, boss, I'll go catch him right now."

  After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked out, just in time to bump into Song Yuqiao. Song Yuqiao didn't expect the little guy standing there to suddenly turn around and run out, and she didn't even have a chance to react before being knocked off balance.

  The young man hastily supported her, and as their eyes met, Song Yuqiao was stunned.

  Isn't this young man one of the two boys who stayed behind when Song Shuying took her to Nightscape for the first time? She still remembers how arrogant that boy was, and he even took advantage of eating her tofu.

  The young man also clearly recognized Song Yuqiao, narrowed his eyes, let go of her hand and took a step back, "Sorry, I didn't notice the person."

  Hua Yun said from behind: "Don't chase after him, let's see if this person has a conscience and returns the money. If not, you can work for me to pay off your debt... Yu Qiao, follow me, let's go inside and talk."

  The boy in front made way, and Song Yuqiao walked past.

  Song Yuqiao handed a cup of coffee to Hua Zhen and asked, "Who is that person outside?"

  "Su Zhi," said Hua Zhuan, "I just recruited a new shop assistant, Weiwei, who is on maternity leave. I approved her three-month leave and newly recruited one."

  "Why don't you just invite a girl over?" Song Yuqiao said. "This looks so inconvenient, this is a women's dress shop."

  However, it's actually quite beneficial to hire a male salesperson. Su Zhi is handsome and charming, and he's young too. His taste must be able to provide good suggestions for many female customers who come here to choose evening gowns.

  Hua Zhen said: "Time is tight, no time to pick and choose, originally thought this person would be used first, wait until there's a better candidate, give him a salary and let him roll up his bedding and leave, but you see, now I want him to leave, he can't even leave, 30,000 yuan, enough for him to starve and sell himself to me for half a year."

  Hua Yun drank the coffee brought by Song Yuqiao and handed a newly designed blueprint to Song Yuqiao, "Can you help me take a look?"

  During this period of time, Hua Zhen has been much more diligent than before, as if she suddenly had a burst of inspiration, and one by one, the skirts flowed out from the tip of her pen.

  Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows of this design studio in Huazhong, there are several lush elm trees, and on the other side is a French plane tree.

  Hua Xuan walked over, sipping her coffee. The tree shadows, under the glow of the sunset's afterglow, were mottled on the faces of the two people. "When I first took over this dress shop, the landlord told me that these two trees had been here for 53 years already. So every time I see this place, I feel a special sense of age. It's really hard to imagine what I'll be like 53 years later, whether I'll still be alive in this world."

  Song Yuqiao put the design draft of Hua Zhen's watch on the table and walked over: "They must all be here."

  "Haha, yes," Huazhen suddenly laughed, "It's said that the disaster will last for a thousand years, just like our kind of disaster, we must live until the world is destroyed."

  Song Yuqiao also understood Huazhen's implied meaning and smiled.

  I remember that time, in high school, there was a boy who was particularly arrogant and domineering. Because his good friend had confessed to Lu Lu and been rejected, one day he directly humiliated Lu Lu, saying: "If your family doesn't have any money, then don't pretend to be rich, do you think you're the daughter of a wealthy family? If you don't have the qualifications, then don't put on airs, it's disgusting to look at."

  The boy finished speaking, and Lu Lu's face turned red with anger, finally turning pale.

  Hua Yun immediately stepped forward and gave the boy a loud slap in the face. The boy looked up at Hua Yun with his eyes wide open, "You dare to hit me?"

  "Hua Yun pinched her waist: 'I'm going to beat you up, what's it to you? I'm not a rich family's illegitimate daughter, I am the rich family! You come and fawn on me!'"

  At that time, whoever didn't know about Huazhen's family background basically didn't dare to provoke her.

  The boy didn't say another word.

  That night, Song Yuqiao and Hua Zhen went to the school's bathhouse to take a bath. They saw that boy again, also shirtless and taking a bath. When the boy looked over, Hua Zhen quickly pulled Song Yuqiao aside and hid for a moment, leaning in close to her ear and whispering a plan.

  Song Yuqiao blinked: "Is it possible?"

  Huā Jiàn nodded: "Definitely okay."

  Then, Song Yuqiao entangled an aunt who was collecting votes, and Hua Zhen directly slipped into the boys' bathroom, took nude photos of someone, and posted them on the school forum the next day with important parts covered.

  Later, this boy and Song Yuqiao became good friends.

  This boy is Zheng Rong.

  Sometimes, coincidence is just so wonderful.

  ………………

  After Pei Hangyu had eaten and drunk enough, he went to the children's room to play. Pei Si Cheng wanted to send him to the Pei family's large courtyard, then go to the police station himself to ask about that sum of money.

  However, as soon as Bae Ho-young heard his dad say that he was going to send him to the Bae family's large house again, he immediately became like a hedgehog with its quills standing on end, "No way! Unless you tie me up and take me away, I absolutely won't compromise!"

  Pei Si Cheng turned around and left Pei Hao Yu's children's room.

  Bae Ho-yong let out a surprised "huh?", was Dad really giving in this easily?! He called out: "Dad, where are you going?"

  "Pei Si Cheng's voice came over from the other side of the wall, 'Find a rope and tie yourself up.'"

  Bai Haoyu listened and directly jumped up from the ground, ran over and neatly locked the door.

  Pei Si Cheng never intended to go find the rope, he gave Old Lady Pei a phone call.

  "Mom, I have something to attend to right now, can you come over and watch Pei Hangyu for me?"

  "Good!" Mrs. Pei immediately nodded in agreement and hung up the phone with her son, then packed her things.

  "Where are you going?" Pei Linfeng asked as he saw his wife packing clothes.

  "Run away from home!"

  Pei Linfeng: "......"

  Mrs. Pei slung her backpack onto her back and almost fell over backwards, but was caught in time by Pei Linfeng.

  ………………

  Song Yuqiao and Hua Zong did not go out to eat this time, but instead had someone buy a few dishes from a private restaurant and bring them back to eat.

  Song Yuqiao took the initiative to collect the design drafts and also helped Hua Sheng hang up some scattered cheongsam dresses. Hua Sheng said on the side, "Didn't you resign from Ye's company? Come over and be my assistant, I'll pay you a salary."

  "You want me to give you 10,000 to 20,000 yuan a month, I can consider it."

  "My god, why didn't you go grab it!" Huazhen jumped up directly.

  Song Yuqiao smiled with pursed lips and arranged her bowl and chopsticks.

  As soon as Hua Zhuan made this proposal, Song Yuqiao suddenly remembered that Pei Si Cheng had once told her to go to the Pei family.

  She was stunned for two seconds and continued to put down bowls and chopsticks with her head lowered.

  While eating, Song Yuqiao and Hua Zhen talked about Lu Lu's affairs and even took out WeChat to show Hua Zhen.

  As a result, as soon as I took out my phone, I saw eight missed calls on the screen, all of which displayed Pei Si Cheng's name!

  Hua Yun saw that Song Yuqiao was stunned, so she reached out her hand to take the phone from Song Yuqiao's hand: "Give it to me, let me see."

  Song Yuqiao quickly deleted the unaccepted calls and handed the phone over to Hua Zhen.

  "Here's another message," Hua Xuan read out, "sent at noon... She says to talk about it when she gets back, this matter has nothing to do with you, the police won't come looking for you again."

  Song Yu Qiao shrugged, "I don't know what Luo Luo is doing either, I don't understand."

  "It's all right now, isn't she saying that she'll be back in the country next week? By then, everything will be clear."

  It's actually quite puzzling that Hua Zhen and Lu Lu went to pick up Song Yuqiao at the airport a month ago, but they still haven't returned yet.

  She was thinking, when suddenly a WeChat message popped up: "Are you there?" followed by a heart symbol from "Beer".