Shen Qingli dragged her exhausted body back home from the hospital. As soon as Zhou Yanchen saw her, he noticed that she looked listless and weak.

He walked quickly to Shen Qingli, reached out and gently touched her forehead to feel the temperature. Fortunately, she didn't have a fever.

"Are you feeling unwell?" Zhou Yanchen asked.

Shen Qingli shook her head, then raised her hands and hugged Zhou Yanchen tightly, as if only this could make her feel a little at ease. "No, I just feel a little tired."

Zhou Yanchen patted her back gently, "Is it because of Hannah's matter?"

Shen Qingli nodded gently in his arms, "Well, that Song Zhinian is really pissed off! How could he say something like that to Nana?"

"In fact, I know Nana really wants to keep the child, but it was because of what he said that Nana was so determined to get rid of the child."

Zhou Yanchen listened, was silent for a while, then let go of Shen Qingli, "Li, come with me."

Although Shen Qingli was a little confused, she still obediently followed Zhou Yanchen to the study.

"What's the matter?" she asked puzzledly.

Zhou Yanchen did not answer, but walked straight to the desk and turned on the computer.

He turned around, pulled Shen Qingli to sit on his lap, and let her face the computer screen.

"Li, Song Zhinian and Han Na are together, maybe his purpose is not simple." Zhou Yanchen said seriously.

Shen Qingli was even more confused, "Why do you say that?"

Zhou Yanchen sat in front of the computer, his finger tapped the mouse, and a picture popped up on the screen, "Xiao Li, come and see what the difference is between these two people?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Qingli turned her gaze to the computer screen. When she saw the person in the photo clearly, her pupils suddenly shrank.

She pointed at one of the people in the photo in surprise, "Ayan, why does this guy with glasses look so much like Song Zhinian? Who is he?"

"That's right, these two people are the same person, Song Zhinian is Song Qing."

Shen Qingli widened his eyes, his face full of shock.

She could never have imagined that Song Zhinian, who had always been so warm and friendly in front of her, would actually be the scheming Song Qing.

Could it be that... the person who has been dealing with Xinyu all along is Song Zhinian?

Some images flashed quickly through Shen Qingli's mind. Nana once told them that there was someone who wanted to harm A Yan. Could that person be Song Zhinian?

A chill surged in Shen Qingli's heart. She thought of her previous contact with Song Zhinian. He always listened to things about A Yan intentionally or unintentionally.

It turned out that all this was his conspiracy.

It seems that Nana knew his identity, so she chose to break up with him.

Shen Qingli looked at Zhou Yanchen, with a trace of anxiety and confusion in his eyes, "Now that we already know that Song Qing is Song Zhinian, how should we deal with it next?"

"Should I confront him directly with the truth, or continue dealing with him as I am doing now?"

Zhou Yanchen was silent for a while, seeming to be thinking deeply.

After a moment, he finally spoke: "It's not the time for him to show his hand yet. He doesn't even know that he has woken up."

"However, based on what I know about him, I guess he might speed up his actions against Shin-woo next."

Hearing Zhou Yanchen's words, Shen Qingli's face became more solemn. She couldn't help but ask worriedly: "Are you confident enough to deal with him?"

Zhou Yanchen noticed that Shen Qingli looked nervous. He smiled and stretched out his hand, gently scratching the tip of her nose. "Don't worry, your husband is very powerful. Although he is a little smart, he is definitely not your opponent."

After hearing what Zhou Yanchen said, Shen Qingli relaxed a little, "That's good."

She thought for a moment and asked, "What about my brother? Can he play any role in this matter?"

Zhou Yanchen answered confidently: "We can let them create the illusion that 눕놖 is still unconscious, so that Song Zhinian will think that 놖 cannot interfere in Xinyu's affairs and relax his vigilance against 놖."

"At the same time, they are also needed to handle some of Xinyu's daily affairs to maintain the normal operation of the company."

He suddenly thought of something and asked: "Wife, have you seen Jiang Yubai since you returned to Beijing?"

If Zhou Yanchen hadn't mentioned it, Shen Qingli would have almost forgotten about this person.

"No, what's wrong with him?" Shen Qingli looked at Zhou Yanchen blankly.

Zhou Yanchen pursed his lips and smiled, saying casually: "Nothing, just asking casually."

However, he was secretly thinking in his heart, if Xiaoli knew that Jiang Yubai and Song Zhinian had been collaborating, how would she feel?

After all, Jiang Yubai was her respected senior brother who had given her a lot of help.

Shen Qingli stared at Zhou Yanchen closely. She didn't think he was just asking casually.

Based on her understanding of Zhou Yanchen, he would never say irrelevant nonsense.

"Ayan, did Senior Brother do something?"

Zhou Yanchen hesitated for a moment, and finally decided not to tell her these things, so as not to upset her.

He shook his head and changed the subject: "No, I'm just asking casually. What are you going to do later?"

Shen Qingli thought for a moment and replied, "The children are not at home. I have to finish the unfinished document later."

"Okay, then go ahead and get busy. I have some things to take care of too."

"Okay." Shen Qingli stood up and was about to leave, but suddenly turned around, bent down and kissed Zhou Yanchen gently on the lips, "Then..."

However, before she could finish her words, her lips were blocked by Zhou Yanchen again.

His kiss was passionate and affectionate, catching Shen Qingli off guard, but she soon became absorbed in it and responded to his passion.

The two of them stayed together for a while before going about their own business.

…

Song Zhinian, wearing an exquisite suit, walked steadily into the place agreed upon by the shareholders of Xinyu Group.

This is a spacious and bright tea room with a simple yet elegant decoration style.

Song Zhinian had just sat down and had not had time to drink a sip of water when Jiang Yubai pushed the door open and walked in.

Jiang Yubai was also wearing a well-fitting suit. He nodded to Song Zhinian with a smile, then sat down next to him.

The two exchanged a few brief pleasantries, and Song Zhinian got straight to the point.

He looked at Mr. Zhao who was sitting across from the tea table and said, "Mr. Zhao, what have you thought about the matter you talked about before?"

Mr. Zhao frowned slightly, seeming a little hesitant.

Seeing this, Song Zhinian quickly added: "We are willing to buy your shares at a price twice as high as the market price."

"As you know, Zhou Yanchen is now in a coma, and the situation of Xinyu Group is getting worse and worse. If you continue to hold these shares, I'm afraid your losses will only grow."