Extra Chapter: Zhang Qin: She Can't Be Chased Away

Zhang Qin was not appreciative. "If my mom is really worried about me, she should give me back my passport and ID card and let me go out and have fun. She guarantees that no one will be able to find me."

If her mother hadn't taken away her passport and ID card, disrupting her original plans, none of this would have happened.

The assistant hesitated for a moment before speaking, "It's not that Madam won't let you leave, it's that President Gu won't let you leave."

Zhang Qin: "Who?"

Assistant: "That young master is Gu Suixing."

Zhang Qin was even more confused. "He's meddling in my business?"

Zhang Qin, of course, wouldn't presume to think that Gu Suixing had anything going on with her; she preferred to believe that Gu Suixing had lost his mind.

The assistant answered honestly, "I don't know."

A few nights ago, Zhang's mother suddenly received a call from Gu Suixing, who asked her to stop Zhang Qin from leaving City A. Only then did Zhang's mother go to the house with her assistant to collect Zhang Qin's passport and ID card.

As for why Gu Suixing suddenly started meddling in Zhang Qin's affairs, Zhang's mother might know, but her assistant really didn't.

Zhang Qin called Lu Fengqing directly, "Why won't your husband let me leave City A?"

"Well," Lu Fengqing yawned lazily, "you'll have to ask Qingxi about it."

Zhang Qin: "?"

So, you've started passing the buck?

Lu Fengqing read out a number, said "Call and ask yourself," and hung up.

Zhang Qin muttered to herself, "Is this a test of my memory?"

Zhang Qin recalled the number Lu Fengqing had just read out and tried to dial it.

It took about ten seconds for the call to be answered.

A familiar male voice came through the receiver, "Hello."

Zhang Qin shuddered and quickly hung up the phone.

That woman Lu Fengqing didn't give her Xie Qingxi's phone number at all!!!

It belongs to Hsieh Ching-tang!

The assistant in the driver's seat glanced at his mistress, whose face was flushed and who was gritting her teeth, through the rearview mirror and asked, "Where do you want to go, Miss?"

Zhang Qin mentioned the name of a beauty salon.

Perhaps she forgot to check the almanac before leaving home, because as soon as Zhang Qin entered, she encountered two women with whom she didn't get along.

After a few polite words of greeting, the two women couldn't contain themselves any longer.

"Zhang Qin, are you really with the eldest son of the Xie family?"

"Yes." Zhang Qin knew perfectly well what those two women were up to, and she wasn't going to let them succeed.

It's not that she doesn't want other women to get close to Xie Qingtang, but rather that these two women are not worthy of her.

The two women then asked, "Tell me, how did you manage to win him over?"

“I didn’t pursue him,” Zhang Qin sighed. “As you all know, my last marriage was unsuccessful. To be honest, after finally getting a divorce, I have no intention of stepping into the grave of marriage again for the time being. It was Young Master Xie who came to me on his own, and I couldn’t get rid of him no matter what.”

The two women rolled their eyes inwardly at Zhang Qin's "sweet to sad" expression, but did not question the truthfulness of her words.

Everyone has seen the video; anyone with eyes can see that it was Young Master Xie who took the initiative to kiss Zhang Qin.

If it were someone else, they might have mocked Zhang Qin, saying that men are just for fun, but it was the virtuous and self-disciplined Young Master Xie.

One of them couldn't help but ask, "What did the Xie family say?"

Zhang Qin has just gotten divorced and is unable to have children. Will the Xie family accept her into their family?

Zhang Qin shrugged. "She didn't say anything."

The two women exchanged a glance.

Sometimes, unsaid things speak louder than spoken ones.

Zhang Qin looked at the undisguised envy and jealousy on the faces and in the eyes of the two women, and felt extremely happy.

This is the first time I've realized that Professor Xie has a purpose beyond just being a womanizer.

It's a pity it won't be usable anymore.