Upon hearing this, Su Li glanced at Ye Shi's hands and saw that they were indeed empty.

Ye Shi subconsciously withdrew her hand, revealing a slightly embarrassed smile, "I'm taking care of a child, and there are always bumps and bruises. Wearing a ring is inconvenient, so I'll put it away for now."

Song Wan's eyes flickered slightly, her smile obvious. "I see. I noticed that President Fu isn't wearing one either. You two are a perfect couple; you both find this thing rather troublesome."

"Yes, that's right."

Su Li said, "We've had enough sightseeing, so we'll head back now. Miss Song, you..."

"What is this?" Song Wan suddenly spotted the yellow bag on the table and reached out to pick it up.

Ye Shi quickly picked it up and put it in her bag, saying, "It's nothing."

Song Wan's hand froze in mid-air, her smile slightly fading.

Su Li immediately held her breath. It wouldn't be good if Song Wan saw this information; the fewer people who knew about the earrings, the better.

"Alright, but don't rush back yet. My home is nearby, so I'd like to invite you over for some tea as a welcome back party for Mrs. Fu. I hope you won't mind."

Since that's what they've said, Su Li and Ye Shi felt awkward refusing.

Ye Shi had her bodyguards take Xiao Zhe back to the hotel first.

Song Wan asked Chen Qi to drive them to what she called her home.

It is a scenic villa area, and the people who live here are all of high status.

The car stopped at a villa, and Song Wan unlocked the door with her key and led them inside.

Upon entering the living room, one immediately sees a wedding dress sketch hanging in the center, and from the outline of the figures in the sketch, it is clear that it depicts Song Wan and Quan Ye embracing, a bold and high-profile style.

Ye Shi asked, "Miss Song, when did you and Mr. Quan have the painting done together?"

Su Li's gaze remained fixed on the painting, but she did not speak.

"This? I had it painted here with A-Ye's permission. Isn't it beautiful and lifelike?"

Song Wan walked over and compared her to the sketch, and the person in the sketch looked exactly like her.

Ye Shi: "Hmm...it looks pretty good."

"This is a house my father gave me, and it's also part of my dowry. This will be my and Aye's little home from now on. We will definitely live a very happy life, Miss Su, don't you think?"

Song Wan smiled and looked at her, asking a question.

Su Li raised her eyes and said coldly, "Miss Song and Mr. Quan are a match made in heaven, a perfect couple, and they will naturally be happy."

"Thank you for your kind words. If you're ever bored, you can come here to play. Come on, let's go upstairs and take a look. My bedroom and A-Ye's bedroom were specially designed and are worth seeing."

Song Wan walked over, took their hands, and led them into the elevator.

Ye Shi glanced awkwardly at Su Li, seeing that she could still remain calm.

Each bedroom upstairs is uniquely designed, especially their master bedroom, which is very cozy. Song Wan even prepared a lot of men's items that Quan Ye would need. Everything here is like that of a young couple who have been living together for a long time.

“Miss Su, you’ve been working for Master Quan for quite a while, so I need to ask you about some of his habits and hobbies. If it’s convenient, could you please write them down for me?”

Song Wan picked up a notebook from the dressing table and handed it to her. "I'm busy with work, but after we get married I will take care of my little family wholeheartedly and give birth to a healthy baby for Master Quan. We'll be very happy, won't we?"

After listening to her explanation, Su Li understood why she had asked her to come today.

Did she discover something?

Whether or not it has been discovered, none of that matters anymore.

“Miss Song, actually I don’t know much about Master Quan. Xu Ming and Zhang Quan are by Master Quan’s side every day. It would be more effective to ask them.”

"Really? I thought you were quite familiar with Master Quan."

Song Wan gave a perfunctory reply and slammed the notebook back onto the table.