"Don't worry, I'm here." Qin Xiaoyu had said this countless times, and it had never failed her.

Tang Wenwen rushed over from home to take care of Hu Xing, as she had to go and clean up the mess.

Back home, the girls from the modeling team had already showered and tidied up, and were sitting in the dining room waiting for her. Each of them had their heads bowed deeply, as if they were being judged.

"This was my fault. I didn't send anyone to follow you, which led to you being tricked by the driver. Fortunately, nothing worse happened. Don't worry, I'll handle it." Qin Xiaoyu reassured them before seeking advice from A Lei and Zhang Dahai.

"I can handle this. It all started because of me. Linda wants to ruin your brand, but only because you're my wife." Are casually twirled his wine glass.

"What kind of publication is the Huo family publishing?" This was Qin Xiaoyu's biggest concern right now.

“Young Master Huo is the youngest in his family, and rumor has it he’s an illegitimate child, so his status isn’t high. That’s why he has to curry favor with Miss Huo and be her slave. He owns a fashion magazine, which photographs beautiful women and writes gossip, but sales are so-so and his reputation isn’t great,” Zhang Dahai explained to Qin Xiaoyu.

"During fashion shows, the models' faces are remembered by the audience. If those indecent photos were actually released, sales wouldn't just be average; they'd be sky-high. Besides, they're clever. They only took pictures of the girls when they were drunk. If they released more explicit photos, the magazine could be shut down. They're playing it close to the line now. They can just add a 'debauched personal life' tag, and the criticism will drown them." Qin Xiaoyu had already seen the future clearly.

"Don't worry, even if I burn the printing plant down, I won't let the magazines leak out." A Lei finished his drink in one gulp and said to Zhang Dahai, "Go back now, you've worked hard."

After seeing Zhang Dahai to the door, Qin Xiaoyu asked A Lei, "Is there any way?"

“Yes, go to sleep. Here, have a sip, you’re too tired. Now that everyone is back safely, I’ll take care of everything else, you just need to get some sleep.” A Lei fed Qin Xiaoyu a sip of red wine. She didn’t want to drink it, but seeing his distressed expression, she couldn’t bear it and had to obey.

Despite the effects of the red wine, Qin Xiaoyu was too preoccupied and woke up in the middle of the night. With A Lei not by her side, she felt empty inside.

She slipped downstairs. The lights were on in the building across the street. Was A Lei playing games all night? He probably wanted to relax.

Qin Xiaoyu hesitated for a moment, but still decided to go find him. She would feel more at ease sitting next to him.

She gently pushed open the door. There was no noise from the game console inside; A-Lei was on the phone.

His voice was unusually stern, his words were brief and forceful, and he issued only instructions, all in English.

Qin Xiaoyu curiously walked up behind him and sat down. A Lei noticed her arrival but did not turn around and continued to work.

There were many sheets of paper on the table in front of him, covered with numbers.

A Lei never put down the phone. He filled the sheet with numbers, then replaced it with a new one. He never glanced at Qin Xiaoyu, as if the only thing on his phone was important in the world.

After hearing some unfamiliar terms, Qin Xiaoyu suddenly realized that these were his methods for trading stocks and futures.

It seems this is the US stock market; they open at night Beijing time.

She had always thought that A Lei was a very idle person, but she never expected that he would have the patience to trade stocks.

Qin Xiaoyu sat behind him, waiting quietly. A man focused on his work is the most attractive, and it's so true. At this moment, A Lei was more handsome than ever.

Before she knew it, she had fallen asleep leaning against the back of the chair.

"Alright, let's go back to sleep." A Lei stood up. Qin Xiaoyu glanced at the time; it was 3:30 AM. Had the market closed yet?

They embraced and returned to the bedroom, with A Lei remaining silent the entire time.

"Are you trading stocks?" Qin Xiaoyu couldn't hold back any longer; her curiosity was too strong.

"Okay, go to sleep." A Lei's eyelashes drooped wearily, looking very tired.

"What about the magazine?" Qin Xiaoyu didn't want to ask, but with dawn approaching, a heavy weight was pressing on her heart.

"I knew this morning." A Lei was so sleepy that his eyelids were too heavy to keep open. He mumbled something and then fell asleep.

Qin Xiaoyu kissed his hair, leaned against him, and was wide awake.

Everyone got up early; it was no secret that the incident had happened, and everyone in the building knew the whole story.

"I just don't like Linda; she's too strong-willed," Mrs. Fang muttered.

"I know, she came to your door to curry favor, but you kicked her out," Fang Baobao said gloatingly.

"If she comes to the door again, don't kick her out." A Lei came downstairs, still looking like he hadn't woken up properly.

"She's coming?" Fang Baobao asked in surprise.

"Probably." A Lei sat down next to Qin Xiaoyu.

Qin Xiaoyu didn't have a good appetite. She took a small bite and then pushed the plate away.

"Little fish, have some more." Zhou Xing's mother kept staring at her, knowing that something serious had happened, but she couldn't help and could only feel heartache.

"I need to make arrangements for their return trip. I'll go and check on them first."

Qin Xiaoyu was worried about the girls from the modeling team eating in their small building.

"Alex! What did you do..." Zhang Dahai ran in breathlessly. Before he could finish speaking, Fang Baobao stood up with her mouth agape, staring at what was behind him as if she had seen a ghost.

Linda, what brings you here?

Zhang Dahai rolled his eyes and stepped aside to let Linda pass.

"Alex, you're really willing to do anything for your little woman."

Linda looks more mature than she did in Northeast China. Without her smoky makeup, she's still a lovely woman.

Qin Xiaoyu secretly gave her a score, which was 90 points. A pang of sadness welled up in her heart, but she hadn't felt this way in a long time.

"You can only negotiate if you have leverage. I just want a chance to negotiate." A Lei didn't even look at her, focusing only on eating, as if that was the most important thing.

"Alex, what did you do?" Fang Baobao, being curious, asked in a low voice. A Lei ignored her.

“Here’s what you wanted.” Linda slammed the file folder she was holding onto the table.

"Hmm?" A Lei took it, opened it, and glanced inside. There were four rolls of film.

Qin Xiaoyu instantly understood and snatched it away. It seemed that A Lei had somehow gotten Linda to give in and return the film of the indecent photos taken yesterday.

"Not enough." Are continued eating.

"That's all. I've asked Young Master Huo." Linda's face was already quite pale.

“I’m not saying we don’t have enough film, I mean we don’t have enough chips. You know…” A Lei looked up at Linda, dabbed his lips with a napkin, and continued, “We stayed up very late last night, which seriously affected Xiaoyu’s mood.”

Qin Xiaoyu caught a glimpse of pain in Linda's eyes; she was injured.

"Then what else do you want?"