Shen Linfeng tried to close the door, but Ai Meili pushed it in with her foot.

What are you doing here?

"I came here to find you, why do you look like you don't want to see me? Do you think Su Li should be standing here right now?"

Emily forced him in step by step, her gaze sharp and piercing.

Shen Linfeng felt a little guilty under her gaze, but still maintained a friendly demeanor. "That's not what I meant. Since you're here, please sit down. I'll pour you a cup of tea."

"Hmph, you've made this place look like your home." Emily walked around and found that it was all Su Li's stuff.

Su Li was right; it was that bastard Shen Linfeng who had been harassing her.

Shen Linfeng didn't know why Ai Meili was here. He felt a little annoyed, but he didn't want to fall out with her right now.

Emily came over and took his hand, smiling brightly, and said, "I understand if you're visiting a friend's place. Let's find somewhere to talk."

Where do you want to go?

"Anything is fine, as long as it's a place where the two of us can be by ourselves."

"All right."

Helpless, Shen Linfeng had no choice but to leave with Amy first.

As he was about to enter the elevator, he glanced back at the door and decided to come back and find Su Li another day!

No sooner had they left than Su Li emerged from the stairwell.

She immediately contacted a moving company and moved out overnight. Not knowing where she was going, she decided to stay in a hotel for two nights.

*

"Mr. Quan, Miss Su moved overnight and stayed at a regular hotel. I guess she's been looking for a place to stay all day."

Quan Ye had a social engagement today. He went to the restroom and heard Xu Ming's report.

He stood calmly washing his hands at the sink, making no comment upon hearing this.

Xu Ming asked, "Why don't you call Secretary Su back? Without her, Taoyuan is so deserted, and there's no one to help you choose your clothes in the morning. You must not be used to it."

"You mean, I can't live without her?"

"Uh, that's not what I meant."

"She can go wherever she wants; isn't this the life she wants most?"

Quan Ye washed his hands and returned to the private room with a sullen face.

For a whole week, he was in a bad mood whenever Su Li's name was mentioned.

The two saw each other frequently at the company, but they rarely spoke a word about anything outside of work, which made everyone else feel strange, and every day at the company felt like an eternity.

Standing outside the door, Zhang Quan pulled Xu Ming aside and asked, "Did Master Quan say when he would reconcile with Secretary Su? I'm finding it hard to handle things lately. Master Quan lost his temper again this morning, just because the driver didn't park properly."

Xu Ming also looked distressed. "I also want them to make up quickly. I'm not feeling well either, but Master Quan seems to still be angry. He'll get angry with anyone who dares to mention Miss Su to him."

"These two have really gone too far this time. Why don't you go and talk to Miss Su?"

"Forget it, they're both the same kind of people."

Seeing Song Wan arrive in a glamorous gown, the two wisely kept quiet.

"Is Master Quan still inside?"

She stopped in front of the two of them and asked them a question.

Zhang Quan said, "Yes, it is."

"Alright, Mr. Quan will be coming back with me tonight, so you don't need to arrange a car."

Song Wan pushed open the door and went inside.

Zhang Quan glanced inside, nudged Xu Ming with his elbow, and said, "Hey, Miss Song has been seeing Master Quan quite frequently lately. Could they be getting married someday?"

"What are you talking about? I think you've had too much to drink." Xu Ming shook his head helplessly and went inside as well.

Zhang Quan scratched the back of his head, puzzled, and said, "I didn't drink any alcohol, how could I have drunk too much?"

After the drinking session ended, Quan Ye had drunk a bit too much and was helped out by Song Wan.

Just as he stepped out the door, a woman ran over in a daze and grabbed Quan Ye's hand.

"You are Quan Ye, you have to give my family justice! My husband, Lao Yang, has worked in your company for so many years, how could you fire him!"

Quan Ye was being dragged along by her, and his fine shirt was almost torn to shreds.

Seeing this, Zhang Quan brought his bodyguards over and tried to pull the woman away.

"If you don't give me an explanation today, I'll take you down with me!"

Suddenly, the woman pulled a knife out of her bag, the blade's reflection blinding everyone present.

Song Wanmei slightly opened her eyes and stepped in front of Quan Ye as the woman swung her knife down.

But Quan Ye quickly reacted and pulled her away.

The knife grazed her arm, drawing blood.

Song Wan nestled into his arms, her face filled with panic.

The bodyguards quickly subdued the woman and then escorted Quan Ye and Song Wan into the car.

Quan Ye looked at Zhang Quan coldly and said, "Give me an explanation for this matter by tomorrow!"

"yes."

Song Wan carefully covered her wound, still shaken. "That really scared me to death, A-Ye, are you alright?"

"You're injured."

"It's nothing, just a minor injury."

She glanced out the window and said, "This place is closer to where I live. Let's go to my place."

Song Wan's private villa is located in an upscale villa area, and you can drive directly to her building.

Quan Ye entered the room and sat on the sofa without going near her bedroom.

"Aye, can you come in and help me?"

The door opened, and Song Wan poked her head out and asked.

Her upper body was completely naked, revealing her fair swan neck and shoulders.

Quan Ye didn't look up, picked up his phone, and said, "I'll call someone to come and help you."

"Never mind, I'll do it myself."

The door closed.

He sat on the sofa, scrolling through his phone out of boredom, and accidentally clicked on Su Li's WeChat.

They haven't exchanged messages for a week; their chat history is completely blank.

My mind is filled with her image, but I wonder what she's doing now?

Just then, a cell phone on the table rang; it was Song Wan calling.

He glanced at the caller ID and, seeing it was from the police station, almost answered it himself.

"Miss Song, we have completed the task you entrusted to us last time. When will you transfer the money as promised? Or have you forgotten?"