The friend stared at her intently, a look of amazement flashing in his eyes. Thinking she was a new woman brought from the bar, he beckoned her over from his superior position: "Hey, what are you standing there for? Come here!"

She's finally here!

Song Hengjue's mind went blank. His eyes were filled with nothing but Yang Qingheng's face, and he could see nothing else. He just stared at her blankly.

"Do you know who this is? Don't you have any sense?" Seeing that Yang Qingheng was not moving, her friend felt that his authority had been violated. He shouted angrily and pointed at the several half-naked men on the stage, "Get down here and let her go up and take off her clothes."

There was an eerie silence in the private room for a moment, and then everyone turned to look in their direction.

Yang Qingheng?!

When Boss Zhang saw who the woman in front of him was, he choked on his drink and coughed until his pig-like face turned a liver color.

My mind was filled with the scene I saw with my wife in Yang Qingheng's office that day.

I have a strange feeling that Song Hengjue is a bit dangerous.

When Li Tongji saw Mrs. Tang appear there, he was momentarily stunned.

He stepped forward to stop the reckless fool, but then, as if remembering something, he slowly returned to the sofa, hiding in the dim light, watching the scene unfold.

Yang Qingheng felt so disgusted by the atmosphere that she wanted to vomit. She frowned and looked at Song Hengjue: "Come here."

Song Hengjue pursed his lips, his eyes hazy with intoxication, but he stubbornly refused to move.

"Hey, don't think you can turn a chicken into a phoenix just because you have a pretty face. A chicken is a chicken, don't make me slap you." Her friend was displeased, afraid that if she offended Song Hengjue, he would also make things difficult for her, so she threatened him.

When Yang Qingheng first arrived here, Tang Bainian had not yet taken this position. She had heard countless insults like this, so she didn't feel anything at the time.

She kept it to herself, planning to deal with him later, and was eager to get Song Hengjue out of this disgusting place.

He emphasized again, "Come here." The tone was heavy, and Song Hengjue trembled, but he still stubbornly refused to go over.

"Fine." Yang Qingheng laughed in anger, gave him a cold look, and turned to hug the half-naked male model next to her.

But then the man who had remained calm even when Mount Tai collapsed before him suddenly rushed forward like a madman, shoved the other man aside, and pressed Yang Qingheng tightly into his arms, as if she had been coveted as a treasure, his aggression was extremely strong: "Get away, don't touch her!"

The man looked bewildered, pointed to his own nose, then to Yang Qingheng's face: "Me?"

No way, these two are crazy! What did he do?!

Being called in to dance for men is bad enough, but now I have to take the blame for it!

The words of rebuke that his friend had been uttering to Yang Qingheng were stuck in his throat. Looking at this scene, he couldn't think straight for a moment.

Seeing Song Hengjue on stage with a face so dark he looked like he wanted to kill someone, he finally realized what was happening.

Seeing the scene he expected, Boss Zhang was startled and rushed forward to defuse the situation: "Boss Yang, don't misunderstand. President Song came in and sat there. He absolutely did not touch a hair on those women's heads. He's drowning his sorrows in alcohol. He doesn't look well. You should take him home quickly."

“Okay,” Yang Qingheng nodded. Before Boss Zhang could even relax, she coldly looked inside and asked, “Who organized this gathering?”

Everyone exchanged glances and then looked towards Li Tongji in the far corner.

Upon hearing her words, Li Tongji shuddered and stood up awkwardly.

Yang Qingheng nodded and smiled: "Mass Li is quite something, engaging in group prostitution."

Li Tongji knew that these words meant he wouldn't let him off the hook, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

Song Hengjue was so drunk he could barely stand, staggering from side to side. If Yang Qingheng hadn't been supporting him, he would have fallen flat on his face.

Yang Qingheng was furious, and even looking at his sad face couldn't calm her down. She glared at him and said irritably, "Hurry up and leave. Do you want to work me to death?"

But then she saw that the man who had been limp had finally regained some consciousness and was now obediently leaning against her as they walked outside.

"Boss." Several bodyguards outside saw her come out and hesitated before stepping forward to take Song Hengjue.

Song Hengjue noticed this and clung to Yang Qingheng's neck relentlessly, like a leech that couldn't be pulled off, making the bodyguards look embarrassed.

She's already showing good temper by not beating him to death, yet she still dares to push her luck!

Yang Qingheng gritted her teeth and kicked him in the shin without any mercy.

Taking advantage of Song Hengjue's gasp, she shoved him away.

Several bodyguards rushed forward to help him up.

Song Hengjue followed, limping along.

The atmosphere inside the private room was tense. After the two finally left, a scream suddenly erupted.

"Who is that woman, and how is she with President Song...?"

To put it nicely, it's flirting; to put it bluntly, it's being a shrew or a tigress!

Song Hengjue seemed quite happy about it.

Li Tongji was also confused about the situation. His only contact with Yang Qingheng was at Mingyu's banquet and the banquet he hosted himself, when Yang Qingheng approached him to discuss cooperation.

He was even rejected by someone because of Qiao Xihe!

Li Tongji's vision went black, and he almost fainted.

Regret nearly overwhelmed his reason. What had he done?! He had actually offended the God of Wealth.

Not to mention that his previous collaboration with Yang Qingheng's company was extremely beneficial to him, just the fact that she had a relationship with Song Hengjue, even a little bit of it would be enough to excite him for a long time.

Qiao Xihe's family seemed decent, but it was blatant fraud. After forcing him to turn down Yang Qingheng's cooperation, he never saw her again. When he came to her door, she avoided him.

What a loss!

Seeing Li Tongji's bewildered expression, the others turned their attention to Boss Zhang, who had been the first to react, and asked urgently, "Boss Zhang, what is that woman's identity?"

Unlike Li Tongji, they had no idea that Yang Qingheng was Tang Bainian's wife. They only knew that Song Hengjue was so afraid of a woman, so this woman must be someone extraordinary, that even Song Hengjue was afraid of her.

After all, they are men too. Women can be pampered, but if a woman treats them so arrogantly, they must be taught a lesson and have her thorns pulled out.

Mr. Zhang suddenly became the center of attention, his vanity greatly satisfied, but he smiled without saying a word.

"Her identity, well, it's naturally..."

He stretched out his hand in front of his chest and raised it slightly.

Everyone was shocked, looking at each other in disbelief, all of them having survived a disaster.

Luckily, I didn't say anything, otherwise they would be in the same predicament as that small business owner.

…………

"Go in." Yang Qingheng got angry when she saw Song Hengjue dawdling around. She remembered what she had seen in the private room earlier. Even though she knew he was drunk, she couldn't help but slap him on the head.

"It hurts." Song Hengjue was stunned by the blow, rubbed his head, and his already bitter face looked even more miserable.

Yang Qingheng felt no pity for him at all. If she hadn't known that he had deliberately asked the bartender to make the call just to spite her, and that he hadn't been behaving improperly just now, she would have wanted to beat him to death.