In the police station, for three consecutive days, they had been eating takeout. To avoid being special, Pei Si Cheng basically let Li Bei order the same takeout for every meal, and each policeman on duty would have a share. Moreover, in Pei Si Cheng's words, even if it was not very good takeout, there would be meat and vegetables every meal, changing flavors to let police comrades taste fresh food. So, during these three days, many police officers had established a very friendly relationship with Pei Si Cheng, and when they were about to leave, they lined up to see him off.

  Xu Shuo directly said to Pei Si Cheng: "You've come at a good time. Everyone's heart is already in my grasp."

  Behind him, a small policeman couldn't help but say in a low voice: "Because you're more stingy than the boss."

  Xu Shuo heard that and turned his head to kick, "That's the takeout uniformly ordered by the police station, one more complaint and go sweep the toilet!"

  Song Yuqiao got on the car first, while Pei Shicheng stood outside the car and talked to Xu Shuo for a while.

  "We've thoroughly investigated this side and indeed it's related to that group of nomadic drug dealers. However, the woman you mentioned is just an intermediary and doesn't count as a dealer."

  Pei Si furrowed his brow, "Didn't you escape from Gu Qingcheng's hands?"

  Xu Xiao shook his head: "Gu Qingcheng has been involved in the underworld from the beginning, but he has never done drugs. He would absolutely not do such a harmful and unjust thing, he only had some special medicines there, similar to anesthetics, just skirting the edge."

  Moreover, since last year, Gu Qingcheng has completely turned from black to white. It is said that he invested several hundred million yuan in Jia Ge and became the seventh largest shareholder of Jia Ge in name.

  Xu Shuo looked at Pei Si Cheng's expression and continued: "This Qiao Mo, after investigation, is only a victim if he was involved...and his nature is the same as Song Yu Qiao's..."

  Pei Si Cheng interrupted Xu Shuo's words: "What if it's not just a pass-through?"

  "The law is now very strict and will absolutely not tolerate any leniency on drugs."

  Pais Cheng had already opened the car door with one hand. "Understood, I'll leave first. We'll meet again someday. You can have that bed."

  Xu Shuo: "...", also known as Dong Jin You Hao.

  Pei Si Cheng is right, Song Yu Qiao really doesn't want to go into the police station again, having been there twice already.

  Although they ordered takeout at the police station for the past two days, Pei Si Cheng didn't eat much. Song Yu Qiao's appetite wasn't good either, and it was all because of Pei Si Cheng watching her eat one bite at a time. This time, just as they were about to go out, near noon, Pei Si Cheng originally suggested going to the restaurant to eat, but Song Yu Qiao suddenly had an urge to go back and make dumplings for herself.

  Pei Si Cheng held Song Yu Qiao's fingers in his palm, rubbing them one by one, "Aren't you tired?"

  Song Yuqiao didn't understand what Pei Cheng meant, "It's not tiring, and wrapping dumplings doesn't require much effort. I specifically went to a restaurant to learn how to wrap dumplings from others before, it was very easy, and the shape looks good too."

  Pei Si Cheng didn't catch a word of Song Yu Qiao's long speech, only grasping the first three words. He directly pulled her hand and wrapped his other arm around her waist, whispering in her ear: "Not tired... let's try another position tonight?"

  Song Yuqiao directly blocked Pei Si Cheng's face with her palm and turned her face to the other side, looking out of the car window.

  Pei Si chuckled softly and looked at Song Yuqiao, whose ears were slightly red. He deliberately teased her, then leaned in again and kissed her face.

  The driver in front of Li Bei swallowed a mouthful of saliva and cursed inwardly: Boss, you're really something.

  Two people went to the supermarket, maybe because it was a weekend, so there were a lot of people in the supermarket. Pei Ci wrapped his arm around Song Yuqiao's waist and pushed the shopping cart with one hand.

  Song Yuqiao was passing by the food section when he saw canned fruit, thinking that Pei Hangyun particularly liked this kind of canning. He stood in front of the shelf for a long time and chose two cans to show Pei Si, "Which one do you think is better?"

  Pei Si swept a glance and directly took two cans from Song Yuqiao's hand and threw them into the shopping cart.

  Song Yuqiao walked ahead buying things, while Pei Shichen leisurely bent his elbow and pushed the shopping cart behind him.

  Song Yuqiao is very careful when shopping at the supermarket, checking the production date and ingredients on the back of the product before putting it in her shopping cart.

  Pei Si Cheng pushed the cart behind, his eyes always stuck on Song Yu Qiao's body, he didn't pick anything himself, just watching Song Yu Qiao carefully selecting things in front of him. When she couldn't make up her mind which one to buy, she came over to ask him, Pei Si Cheng would put both things into the shopping cart.

  "Didn't you ever go to the supermarket before?" Song Yuqiao asked Pei Si Cheng as she put away the repeated items in the shopping cart while paying.

  Pei Si nodded: "Mm, no."

  "What's in the fridge..."

  "It was all me who made the list for Li Bei, he bought them."

  (Li Bei: Is the printed list okay? And it doesn't specify which brand to buy, just the four words "buy the most expensive one"! But he needs to pick up each item to compare prices... I'm going to cry...)

  Two people settled the bill and walked out of the supermarket. Li Bei had already made preparations, helping to move things into the trunk, heading towards Huayuan.

  Song Yuqiao originally thought Pei Hangyu would also be at home, but at this moment, there was no one in the house.

  "Is it your mom or my mom who's carrying Pei Xiao Huo now?" As soon as they entered the door, Song Yu Qiao bent down to change his shoes at the entrance, while Pei Si Cheng followed behind him, putting down the things he was holding in his hand on the table and turned around to correct Song Yu Qiao.

  "It should be our mom."

  Song Yuqiao changed his shoes and went to the bathroom to wash his hands. He took the opportunity to change the subject, "Do you want to let Pei Xiaohuo come back for dinner?"

  "No."

  How could this opportunity for a lunch date between two people be interrupted by that little guy again.

  Song Yuqiao's dumpling filling this time is made of cabbage, shiitake mushrooms and pork, with some fresh shrimp added inside. Since there were more ingredients bought, they put some extra in the fridge.

  Paisong helped pour some flour at the beginning, and as a result, it spilled all over the place. The two of them were instantly covered in white flour. Paisong then casually wiped a handful of flour on Song Yuqiao's delicate face.

  Song Yuqiao drove Pei Si Cheng away: "Don't make trouble, I can handle it myself in half an hour. You're distracting me when you're by my side."

  "Why Distracted?"

  Song Yuqiao lowered her head, raised her hand to wipe away the flour that Pei Cheng had smeared on her face, but was pulled open by Pei Cheng. He pinched her chin and lifted it up, using his fingertips to wipe away the white flour on her face, and asked again: "Why were you distracted? Because of me?"

  Every time Pei Sicheng teased her like this, Song Yuqiao felt itchy all over her heart and her face burning with a flush. She simply didn't respond, turned her head away, pushed Pei Sicheng's hand aside, turned around and went straight into the kitchen, closing the kitchen door behind her.

  Pei Si chuckled and put his hands in his pockets, walked over to the sofa back, picked up his phone and dialed Gu Qingcheng's number.

  "When are you coming back?"

  Gu Qingcheng said: "Probably the day after tomorrow."

  "How's the investigation about Ye Zenan going?" Pei Si leaned back on the sofa, with his elbows slightly bent, "Are you going to hand over the specific results to me, or should I call him?"

  Gu Qingcheng said: "There are some things on my end that haven't been taken care of yet, I'll give you the private investigator's phone number first, you contact him, and we'll talk about it when I get back."

  “OK。”

  Pei Si immediately dialed the private investigator's phone number given by Gu Qingcheng, and the private investigator first verbally stated some information, saying: "A detailed report has been sent to your email."

  Pei Si put down his phone, walked into the kitchen and took a glance, saw Song Yuqiao standing in front of the cooking table wrapping dumplings through the glass, then turned around and went upstairs, opened his computer and checked his email.

  There is indeed a survey that has just been sent over in the email.

  The content was several pages long. Pei Si sat in front of the computer desk, scrolling through the mouse, and finished reading the email content in just a few minutes.

  This report is very detailed, including who Ye Zenan has met recently, both privately and on official business.

  Pais leaned back in his chair, his hands clasped tightly on the table.

  This report also contains some internal strife within the Ye family, recently there have been many cases of the Ye family losing contracts worth nearly 10 million, all of which were caused by insiders sabotaging from within.

  Pei closed his eyes, knowing that Ye Zenan, as the person in charge of the company, still needed to be tempered, but he didn't expect that Ye Zenan was not even up to par. The Ye family's past three years were unknown how they managed to hold on until now. Only when the accounts were called out for inspection did they realize just how much deficit there was inside.

  However, this woman beside Ye Zenan is really ruthless.

  The woman who emerged from the night?

  Is Gu Qingcheng also clear about it?

  ………………

  In the kitchen, Song Yuqiao wrapped fifty dumplings and saw that it was already 12:30. Pei Si Cheng might have been impatient with waiting, so he first put the remaining dumpling fillings in the refrigerator and waited for his mother and Pei Haoyu to come back tonight to wrap the rest.

  Fifty dumplings, Song Yuqiao wrapped them up with big and thin skin.

  Just as the dumplings were served, the outside door opened.

  Bai Haoyu walked in with a pot of flowers in both hands, and upon hearing the noise inside, he was shocked stiff, his eyes wide with astonishment. He thought to himself, "What if it's a bad person? What can I do now that I'm just a small kid?" No problem, he had the flower pot in his hand, so he smashed it straight at him!

  The little guy held a potted plant in his arms, blocking himself from view, and then carefully walked over step by step.

  However, after taking two steps forward, I saw Qiaoqiao and Dad by the dinner table!

  What's that delicious-smelling dish on the table?

  Song Yuqiao looked at Pei Haoyu holding a basin of flowers over his head, with mud still on the tip of his nose, and couldn't help but laugh: "Where are you going to play?"

  "It's grandma who took me out to play."

  Pei Hangyu immediately wanted to throw the flower pot aside, but remembering what his grandmother said about handling things gently, he carefully placed the flower pot on the ground with a pout.

  Song Yuqiao and Pei Cheng heard Pei Hangyu's title, both of them were stunned at the same time.

  Pais held the ivory chopsticks in his hand and tapped them against the dinner plate with a clang.

  Song Yuqiao squatted down: "Xiaohuo, you just said... grandma?"

  Bai Hangyu nodded heavily: "Yes, Qiaoqiao's mother, let me call her grandma."

  Song Yuqiao's heart was slightly excited, did her mother just agree?

  Xī Měi Yù also bought some flowers and plants in the flower market, in this regard, she and her daughter are the same, they like to raise flowers, looking at green plants makes them feel happy.

  She had just picked out a pot of dripping water Guanyin when she received a call from her daughter.

  Xī Měi Yù glanced at the time and it seemed that Bái Hǎng Yù had already returned home, so she understood the purpose of Sòng Yú Qiáo's phone call.

  Song Yuqiao held her mobile phone on the balcony, with a hint of nervousness in her heart, "Mom, are you agreeing to this?"

  Xīměi yù said: "Péi Xiǎohuǒ is your son, no matter who his father is, he's my grandson, I acknowledge him. However, I haven't acknowledged Péi Sīchēng, Yuē Qiáo. Actually, this matter is in your hands now. I've already contacted Dr. Ouliche and he said it's possible to use hypnosis to recover the memories from your subconscious mind, there won't be any memory loss."

  "That memory... wasn't it bad?" Song Yuqiao thought for a moment and still used such a word, because she sensed that her mother's hostility towards Pei Si Cheng might not have started now, but from five years ago.

  "I've told you the specifics before, Xiao Qiao. I'm not clear on it myself, all I know is the outcome," said Xi Mei Yu, "The outcome being that you're having mental issues, and even... so the decision is in your hands."

  Song Yuqiao didn't say anything.

  The tone of her mother's words made Song Yuqiao feel inexplicably uneasy.

  "You can marry Percy in a daze, I won't have any opinion on it, or you can choose to let Dr. O'Reilly help you regain your memory and then think about whether to marry Percy," Xi Mei Yu paused, "Mom isn't forcing you, Yu Jiao, just helping you make a decision, you're only in your twenties now, Mom doesn't want you to have any regrets for the rest of your life."

  Song Yuqiao put down his mother's phone and came back to himself, leaning against the railing of the balcony, looking through the window at the father and son sitting at the dinner table.

  Bae Ho-young ate wolfishly, saying "Delicious, delicious" while eating.

  On the contrary, Pei's eating is particularly elegant.

  Paisong Chen is the person who eats the most elegantly that Song Yuqiao has ever seen. Once when they went to eat hand-pulled mutton, Song Yuqiao felt a bit awkward eating it herself, but on the contrary, Paisong Chen was able to make eating hand-pulled mutton feel like having Western cuisine, which is simply enviable.

  Finally, when Song Yuqiao went out, there were still eight dumplings left in the plate.

  Pei Haoyu stared at the dumplings drooling, but didn't move his chopsticks because Dad said they were for Qiaoqiao and couldn't be eaten.

  As soon as Qiao walked out from the balcony, Pei Haoyu straightened his body and said, "Qiaoqiao, this is the dumpling I left for you! If I don't keep an eye on it, Dad will eat them all up!"

  Song Yuqiao walked over and patted Pei Huaiyu's head, "Little fire, Auntie is not hungry."

  Bai Haoyu was delighted as soon as he heard it, and just wanted to grab the dumplings directly and stuff them into his mouth. His father cleared his throat on the side, "Even if you're not hungry, you have to eat, come sit down."

  Bae Ho-yul quickly chimed in, "Yes, yes! We have to eat lunch, teacher said we need to eat three meals a day!"

  Although every day Pei Xiao eats five meals and adds extra snacks, he can only eat to the point of being overweight now.

  Song Yuqiao raised her head and took a glance at Pei Si Cheng's deep and somber eyes, pursing her lips.

  Can she really bear to part with just one of her two sons?

  After lunch, Pei Si Cheng had to go to the company, and Song Yu Qiao had already made an appointment with Fang Zhao. Both of them were going out, leaving Pei Hao Yu alone at home. Song Yu Qiao was worried, although in the past, one of Pei Si Cheng's most common practices was to lock Pei Hao Yu at home by himself, especially when Pei Hao Yu had just learned to walk, and even used a rope to tie him to the bedpost, so that he could eat, drink, urinate, and defecate all in one place.

  "Then I'll take him out." Song Yuqiao held Pei Huanyu's hand, "Anyway, I'm going to see friends, it's not a formal occasion."

  Pei Si nodded: "Be careful on the road, when it's over, I'll send someone to pick you up."

  "No need, I'll just take Little Huo for a walk."

  ………………

  Song Yuqiao and Fang Zhao were in a teahouse when she pulled Pei Hangyu over, and Fang Zhao had already ordered a drink.

  When Fang Zhao saw Song Yuqiao walking over with a little boy in tow, he was taken aback.

  He asked in surprise: "What is...?"

  Bai Haoyu now loves self-introduction the most. As soon as he hears someone ask him, he immediately stands still, with his arms hanging on both sides, and answers loudly and clearly: "My name is Bai Haoyu, my nickname is Xiao Huo, my father is Pei Sicheng, and my grandfather is Pei Linfeng!"

  Song Yuqiao: "......"

  It dawned on Fang Zhao as soon as he heard it. Previously, he had heard someone mention that Pei Si's side had an additional woman, and it turned out to be Song Yuqiao.

  "It's actually true, I thought it was just a rumor and they were talking nonsense."

  Song Yuqiao smiled and said, "You wait a minute, I'll go send Xiao Huo to the toy house up front."

  This tea restaurant is the same one that Pei Shuai brought Song Yuqiao to last time. Song Yuqiao bought a milkshake for Pei Hangyu at the counter, then took him outside the toy house, helped him take off his shoes and said: "Auntie needs to go talk to that uncle now, you play by yourself here for a while, don't run around, got it?"

  Bai Haoyu nodded heavily, took a big sip of milkshake, and the corners of his mouth were all standing with white milk liquid. "Understood, I will definitely not run around."

  Song Yuqiao touched Pei Hangyu's head and wiped away the milk foam from the corner of his mouth with his hand, "Good boy."

  Song Yuqiao didn't need to be taken care of, and Bae Ho-young would absolutely not run around. He stood at the glass outer wall of the playhouse, his eyes occasionally looking at where Song Yuqiao was sitting, in case Jiaojiao ran away.

  Song Yuqiao had already eaten lunch, so when Fang Zhao wanted to order something to eat, he only ordered a drink.

  Fang placed both hands on the table and let out a sigh.

  Song Yuqiao knew that since Fang Zhao had called her out, he must be talking about something related to Ye Zenan.

  Fang Zhao looked at the cup of red tea in his hand and rolled his throat up and down, "Ze Nan he..."

  This kind of thing, for Fang Zhao to say, really can't be said out loud. He directly took out a copy of Ye Zenan's physical examination report from his bag. Previously, he had told Ye Zenan that there was no backup, and indeed, there was no backup on the computer. However, Fang Zhao had printed out two copies in advance, and the one Ye Zenan took away was the original.

  Song Yuqiao was somewhat skeptical.

  "What is this?"

  Fang Zhao said: "Ze Nan had a full-body examination in the hospital a few days ago, because he said that he often had inexplicable palpitations and hallucinations, thinking that there was something wrong with his heart. But now look at the test results."

  Song Yuqiao didn't understand these medical terms, so Fang Zhao pointed out the problematic item for Song Yuqiao to see.

  "Look, the urine test is positive."

  Song Yuqiao is clear, it's basic common sense, before important sports events, they will check and see if they have taken stimulants, and there is another possibility that they may be taking drugs, but some medications may also contain special substances.

  Fang Zhao looked at Song Yuqiao's expression and knew she understood, so he paused for a moment before saying: "Zenan is addicted to drugs."

  Song Yuqiao's medical examination report in her hand was crumpled by her fingers.

  Fang Zhao knew that Song Yu Qiao would have such an astonished expression, so he explained: "I've already asked him about it, and he didn't deny it."

  Song Yuqiao was completely speechless.

  She suddenly remembered that about a month and a half ago, before she had left Shallow Language, she had followed Zheng Qing to attend a meeting at Ye Shi's place. In Ye Zhenan's office, he had suddenly gone mad and pressed her against the wall.

  Was it already starting from that time...

  Fang Zhao said: "I know it's not right to say this, because you've already divorced Ye Zenan and don't have a relationship anymore. But now, Zenan is self-destructive and won't listen to anyone, including me. And his mother... probably still doesn't know about Zenan taking drugs..."

  Song Yuqiao pushed the physical examination report over, picked up the teacup in front of him, took a sip, and said, "Hmm, I really have nothing to do with him anymore."

  "Zenan is now being blinded and needs someone to wake him up," Fang Zhao said, "He has been listening to you the most since high school, now go tell him..."

  Song Yuqiao shook his head and interrupted Fang Zhao's words: "That was a past event, don't mention it again. As for now, no one can predict what will happen."

  "Sorry," Fang Zhao said, "but I still want to ask for your help. Maybe he'll listen to you? Take advantage of the fact that his addiction isn't severe yet and get him to quit as soon as possible. It's better than going further down this path."

  Song Yuqiao lowered her eyelids and didn't say a word.

  Fang Zhao said: "I know I'm being overbearing, but the last time I saw Ze Nan in the hospital, to be honest, I felt like he was completely different from usual. The aura around him seemed like... he was on the verge of death..."

  Song Yuqiao remained silent for a long time before saying, "Give me Ye Zenan's current cell phone number. I'll contact him myself later."

  Actually, Ye Zenan's mobile phone number is still the same as before, but it has been deleted.

  Fang Zhao watched as Song Yuqiao pulled out the little boy from the toy house and walked out of the door together, sighing in his heart.

  Actually, Fang Zhao and Hua Yun initially thought the same way, believing that Ye Zenan and Song Yuqiao were truly meant to be together from high school, holding hands through college, getting married when they came of age, and growing old together until death.

  But in the end it became this kind of unfamiliar road.

  I hope this time Song Yuqiao can convince Ye Zenan.

  ………………

  Song Yu walked with Bae Ho-young on the road, not speaking a word, thinking all along whether to go see Ye Ze-nan, and even if he wanted to go see him, he had to inform Bae Si-cheng first.

  Bai Hangyu ran and jumped around, looked up at Song Yuqiao's face, "Qiao Qiao, aren't you happy? Then I'll sing a song for you."

  Song Yuqiao hadn't even responded yet, but Pei Hangyu had already started singing by himself, and what he was singing was none other than the song "Good Dad Bad Dad" that they had looped countless times two days ago.

  Bai Hongyu sang with a shaking head, very cool, and asked Song Yuqiao: "Can you tell what song I'm singing?"

  To be honest, Song Yuqiao really didn't hear it clearly, but still casually guessed one: "Smurf?"

  “……”

  Bae Ho-young's little self-esteem was hurt.

  Song Yuqiao didn't call Pei Shichen to pick her up, but instead pulled Pei Hangyu along the road and walked past, unknowingly walking to the entrance of Ye Corporation.

  She stopped in her tracks.

  Bae Hwan-young also stopped in his tracks beside him.

  Song Yuqiao took out her mobile phone and flipped out Ye Zenan's phone number that she had just saved.

  "Ye Zenan, I am Song Yuqiao."

  Ye Zenan received a call from Song Yuqiao, and Qiao Mo happened to come in to help him change the teacup in his hand. His hand was unstable, and the teacup fell over, spilling the tea water all over the documents on the table.

  Ye Zenan asked Qiao Mo to pick up the phone at the table, and he got up to answer it. All he heard was Song Yuqiao saying: "I'm downstairs in your company building now, do you have time to come down? Let's talk."

  ………………

  Across from Ye's General Corporation is a Starbucks.

  Song Yuqiao made an appointment at this location.

  Ye Zenan stood in front of the window and glanced out, but it was too high to see clearly which one was Song Yuqiao, yet he still took another look.

  Qiao Mo tidied up the documents, Ye Zenan grabbed his suit jacket and was ready to head downstairs.

  "Director Ye, are you going out now? There's still half an hour until..."

  Ye Zenan said: "If I can make it, we will have the meeting as scheduled. If I don't come back, you notify to cancel."

  "Yes."

  Qiao Mo gazed at Ye Zenan's back, her fingers curled into a fist, and she slammed the teacup on the table to the ground with a loud crash. Only when she heard the crashing sound and saw the shattered glass fragments scattered all over the floor did she calm down slightly.

  ………………

  Inside Starbucks, Song Yuqiao chose a seat that was visible as soon as he walked in and sat down.

  I don't know what to say to Ye Zenan, so I can't let Pei Haoyu sit next to me. Nowadays, children are very perceptive and will learn whatever they hear.

  But where should he be placed?

  Fortunately, Pei Hangyu's sharp eyes caught sight of Yan Yan.

  Du Jia Yin was holding Yan Yan and came to Starbucks to buy take-out coffee, turned around and saw Song Yu Qiao here too, which was also very surprising.

  Song Yuqiao said: "I have an appointment with someone here, can you help me take a look at Pei Haoyu first?"

  Du Jia Yin nodded and agreed: "Yeah, there are too many people here, I'll take him to the car outside first," Du Jia Yin pointed, "Do you see that silver-white car outside? Xiao Wu is inside."

  Song Yuqiao squatted down and said to Pei Haoyu: "You go with Auntie first and wait in the car outside, okay?"

  Bai Haoyu's eyes lit up, and he looked up at Yan Yan, who was hiding in Du Jiayin's arms, "Okay, Qiaoqiao, you have to hurry up."

  Without Song Yuqiao's reminder, Pei Hangyu saw that Xiaoyanyan couldn't move her feet anymore.

  As Du Jia-yin pulled Pei Hang-yu out with one hand, Song Yu-qiao finally found a seat and sat down. Afraid that drinking coffee would make her sleepless at night, she only ordered a glass of iced water.

  Turning back, Ye Zenan had already walked in from the doorway.

  Ye Zenan wore a dark-colored suit jacket, unbuttoned, and looked relatively clean, but even Song Yuqiao could see that his spirit was not very good.

  Ye Zenan also saw Song Yuqiao and walked over in her direction.

  Song Yuqiao picked up the glass of iced water in her hand and took a sip.

  There have been wounds in my heart, and over the past three years, I've been hurt, healed, then hurt again, and healed again.

  Until now, whenever she saw Ye Zenan, there were no more ripples.

  Yes, there were wounds, but they healed so quickly.