"Well, I guess I've been bothering you for several days now. I think I can leave tomorrow."

Song Qinze put down his chopsticks, first elegantly wiping the corner of his mouth with a napkin, then nodded and said, "Okay, wherever you want to go, I'll take you tomorrow."

"No need, I'll go visit my friend."

"If anything happens, you can come to me anytime. Unlike my sister, I genuinely want to help you."

"Thank you, Mr. Song."

Su Li got up and left.

Song Qinze stared at her departing figure, the warmth in his eyes gradually cooling down.

He took out his phone and made a call.

"What's going on with today's news? Do you know that doing this is impulsive?"

Song Wan's voice came through, "Brother, what's wrong with you? You question me the moment you call. A-Ye and I are engaged. I was just showing off our affection online like any other netizens. Is that not allowed?"

"I know you're trying to force him into marriage this way, so that Quan Ye will be tied to you as soon as possible, but you've underestimated a man's bottom line. This approach will push him too far, and you'll end up losing more than you gain."

“I knew this would happen, but I believe A-Ye will still be willing to marry me. Besides, our West Coast project has been progressing very well recently, bringing huge profits to the Quan family. He's a businessman, and he'll know how beneficial it is to marry me. Brother, when faced with this temptation, you'll make the best choice, right?”

Song Qinze sensed his sister's insistence and said earnestly, "You need to be more careful when you get along with Quan Ye. He is not a simple man. Since you have taken this step, you need to be extra careful from now on and not let him find any fault with you."

Song Wan was unconvinced. "What could I possibly have against you? Don't worry, brother. Just wait to drink your sister's wedding wine."

"Be careful."

"Brother, Mom and Dad say you haven't been coming home for dinner lately and you're always running around. I haven't heard anything important happening at the company lately. What have you been busy with?"

"Nothing much, just meeting up with some friends."

At the Song family home, Song Wan hung up the phone and lay on the sofa eating fruit.

Liu Meiqin ran downstairs, excitedly holding her phone, and asked, "Wan'er, what's with these photos? Did you and Quan Ye do *that*?"

Song Wan raised her small face slightly, "Mom, you don't need to worry about that, as long as it achieves the desired effect."

“My daughter is really amazing. She won over that icy man so quickly. I need to go and discuss with your dad how many guests you want to invite to your wedding. We have quite a few friends.”

Liu Meiqin excitedly got up and went upstairs, as happy as if she were getting married.

Song Wan smiled slightly, feeling quite pleased with herself.

The phone on the table vibrated; it was Quan Ye calling.

This was the first time he had called me on his own initiative.

She deliberately waited a while before answering, "Hello, Ah Ye, I'm sorry, I was having dinner with my parents and didn't hear my phone ring."

Are you free tomorrow?

He didn't question her about the photos, but instead asked if she was free.

Song Wan's face lit up with joy. Was he going to ask her out?

Yes, is there anything I can help you with?

"I've sent you an invitation to the annual meeting of a hotel under the Quan Group. If you're interested, come and join us."

"Great, I'm free tomorrow anyway."

After hanging up the phone, Song Wan immediately contacted her stylist and makeup artist to design a perfect outfit for her to wear the next day.