Chapter 13: All Accounts Must Be Settled

He was in his thirties, wearing wire-rimmed glasses and a suit, mature and composed, and indeed quite good-looking.

The other one was older, probably in his forties, with a beer belly and some baldness.

Zhang Xue's excitement immediately vanished by half. "How could this happen?"

General Manager Liao was also somewhat surprised, seemingly not expecting that it wasn't Qin Ce who came.

The bespectacled man walked over and extended his hand to President Liao. "Hello, President Liao. I am Han Yan, the vice president of S&C. President Qin instructed me to come and discuss matters with your company."

Mr. Liao snapped out of his daze, gave an awkward smile, and shook Han Yan's hand. "Hello, hello, please come in."

Qiao Xing glanced at Zhang Xue, "What's wrong? You're unhappy now that the client is here?"

Zhang Xue pursed her lips, "He's not his boss."

Qiao Xing was stunned. This vice president was already very handsome, and he was young and successful. He was a vice president, yet Zhang Xue still looked down on him.

It must be said that Zhang Xue's appetite truly astonished Qiao Xing.

Even Han Yan was someone Qiao Xing wouldn't dare to even dream of; she knew her own limitations.

Zhang Xue lost her initial enthusiasm. She was absent-minded while receiving guests and even took the opportunity to go out to get some wine and slack off.

There was no other way but for Qiao Xing to hold the wine and pour drinks for everyone at the table in turn.

When she walked up to Han Yan, he gave her a meaningful look. When Qiao Xing met his gaze, she felt a strange, indescribable feeling.

It didn't seem like he had any improper thoughts about her; it felt like he was sizing her up, or rather... out of curiosity.

Qiao Xing didn't understand why he was looking at her like that. Lost in thought, she spilled the wine, which dripped down the edge of the table and onto Han Yan's trousers.

General Manager Liao shouted, "Qiao Xing, what are you doing?"

Qiao Xing snapped out of her daze and, startled, quickly put the bottle back down, saying, "I'm so sorry!"

She took a tissue from the table and was about to wipe his wound when Han Yan raised his hand to stop her.

"I'll do it myself."

Qiao Xing wanted to crawl into a hole right now; she had actually lost her composure in this situation.

"If you can't even do this simple thing right, what's the point of having you in the company?" General Manager Liao said irritably.

Han Yan casually wiped the alcohol off his pants, looked up and said, "It's alright, I was being presumptuous and startled Mr. Liao's employees, I'm truly sorry."

Han Yan's composure made President Liao feel somewhat embarrassed. President Liao chuckled awkwardly, "President Han is indeed magnanimous. Qiao Xing, be careful next time, don't be so reckless. Not everyone is as easy to talk to as President Han."

Qiao Xing nodded awkwardly, "Okay, Mr. Liao, thank you, Mr. Han."

Han Yan smiled and said, "Alright, we don't need you here anymore. You can go down now. We can handle it ourselves."

Qiao Xing glanced at President Liao, who gave her a look, indicating that she could leave.

Qiao Xing then left the private room with a sigh of relief.

She waited outside for half an hour, and by then Mr. Liao and the others had almost finished. After paying the bill, Qiao Xing dragged her tired body home.

It was already past ten o'clock when she got back. The room was pitch black, and she didn't know if Qin Ce was asleep or hadn't come back. Anyway, she rushed into her room, threw herself on the bed, and fell into a deep sleep.

What she didn't know was that after leaving the hotel, Han Yan went straight to the next location.

It was a quiet bar, not many people were inside, and a singer was performing soothing songs on stage.

He sat down, unbuttoned his suit jacket, poured himself a glass of wine, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Drinking with that Mr. Liao is really boring." Han Yan smiled, then glanced at the man opposite him. "I saw your wife."

Qin Ce propped his head up with his hand, his gaze fixed on the singer on stage. Upon hearing this, he turned his gaze to Han Yan.

"Are you very free?"

Han Yan laughed heartily, "I was just too curious about who this woman was that you were willing to marry, so I did some light research. But it seems you're not very satisfied with this wife, so why did you still get married?"

Qin Ce picked up the wine on the table and drank it all in one gulp. After putting down the glass, he glanced at his watch and said, "I'm going back."

"You're leaving as soon as I arrive?"

Qin Ce grabbed his coat and walked away without looking back, saying, "We don't see eye to eye."

Han Yan paused for a moment, then smiled and shook his head, "This guy."

It seems he already knew what he was going to say next, hence the speed.

The next day, when Qiao Xing went to the company, she found that her former colleagues no longer spoke to her. They all kept their distance from her, as if she were some kind of monster.

It was probably because of what happened yesterday, but she didn't care. Anyway, most of the people in the company were just pretending to be friends, and she didn't have any real friends.

Their department, and indeed the entire company, is not lacking in materialistic women, but no one has brought the matter to the forefront.

Lin Yu's mother was such a "simple and kind" person, so her behavior naturally aroused public outrage.

Many people like to stand on the moral high ground to point fingers at others in order to highlight their own kindness and greatness.

The video went viral in the company group chat, and many people saw it.

Qiao Xing is beautiful, and there are many boys in the company who like her, as well as girls who are jealous of her. Naturally, they would take the opportunity to kick her while she's down.

The news spread throughout the company in just one day.

Wherever Qiao Xing goes, she is met with mocking and scrutinizing glances, as if she were the most despicable and shameless woman in the world.

She went to the restroom and could still hear the discussions outside.

"Actually, 200,000 isn't much. I don't think her request is excessive."

"This isn't excessive at all. Lin Yu likes her so much, yet she looks down on his parents. If you ask me, she just can't bear to give up Lin Yu's kindness and wants money too. You have to admit she's quite shrewd; she wants both people and money."

"Yes, I think so too. Lin Yu is handsome, a good person, and most importantly, he has potential. She's too impatient. She should at least put on a good show before getting married."

"That's an objective observation. To be fair, everyone wants a better life, but her approach to the situation was problematic."

As the group chattered away, Qiao Xing pushed open the door to the cubicle and came out.

They saw Qiao Xing's face stiffen, then gave an awkward smile and slunk out of the restroom.

Qiao Xing stared at their departing figures, her fingers clenching tightly.

Lin Yu just wanted that 200,000 yuan, but she wouldn't let him have it. Not only that 200,000 yuan, but she also wanted to settle all the accounts between them over the past two years.

She took out her phone, scrolled through her contacts, and found the number that had been sitting in her phone for a long time.

After hesitating for a long time, Qiao Xing dialed the number.

The call connected quickly, and a man's voice came from the other end, "Is this Qiao Xing?"

Hearing the other person's voice, Qiao Xing breathed a sigh of relief; the other person hadn't changed their phone number.

"Senior Lu, it's me."