The conversation between Su Li and Song Qinze ended without a conclusion, and in the end, Song Qinze couldn't do anything about it.

Su Li did not return to the courtyard, but instead found a hotel outside to stay in.

After Song Qinze left, Su Li immediately went to the front desk to inquire.

"Excuse me, is there a telephone here?"

The receptionist looked up and saw her, a look of surprise flashing in her eyes, before replying, "Yes, there is, but there's no signal. If you want to make a call, you'll probably have to go very far."

Su Li wondered how they carried out their daily lives if there was no signal in this place.

I really can't understand it.

She didn't linger and turned back to her room.

Outside the hotel, the car hadn't left yet, and Song Qinze sat in the back seat quietly watching her go upstairs.

The assistant asked, "Mr. Song, are you going back to Haicheng tonight, or staying here again for another night?"

"No rush to leave."

The assistant nodded, indicating that they would be staying overnight. "Understood."

At that moment, Song Qinze received a call from Song Wan. He glanced at it and answered.

"Brother, come back quickly, something's happened here!"

Before he could speak, Song Wan's utterly devastated voice came from the other end of the phone.

He rarely saw her like this, and asked with a frown, "What happened?"

At that moment, his assistant came over with his phone to show him a video.

The video clearly shows Song Wan having sex with a man.

From this perspective, it appears to be a hotel room surveillance camera.

The images are offensive and disturbing.

A flash of anger appeared on Song Qinze's gentle face, and his clear voice was filled with rage, "Where did you get this video?"

The assistant said, "I just saw it on Weibo; it's been forwarded thousands of times."

Upon hearing Song Wan's broken-down sobbing voice on the phone again, Song Qinzhe roughly knew what had happened.

"Wait for me to come back."

He hung up the phone and told the driver to drive away.

The next morning, the entire Quan Group seemed to be shrouded in a thick fog that could not be dispelled, and the air pressure was very low.

Who would have thought that the future CEO's wife would openly cheat on her husband, having a secret rendezvous with a man at a hotel, with the video of their encounter being made public?

The video is still circulating widely; isn't this a slap in the face to their CEO?

As the meeting ended, everyone nervously packed up their things and left the meeting room.

Quan Ye sat in the main seat with a gloomy face, showing how angry he was.

"How could Miss Song do something like this? It's so embarrassing." Outside, a few young women from the secretarial department were discussing.

"Yeah, the video was leaked last night. I watched it myself, and the scene was absolutely awful. You'd think I was watching porn."

"Miss Song usually seems like a very proper person, but she's actually quite promiscuous in private. You can never judge a book by its cover."

"Are you sure that's Miss Song? What if she just looks similar?"

"Impossible. It's very clear in the footage that it's Miss Song, and that scream is hers too."

"Oh no, our CEO has been cheated on."

"What are you talking about? Don't you have to work anymore?"

Xu Ming walked over and reprimanded them sternly, and everyone rushed back to their workstations.

A bold young girl walked over and asked him, "Assistant Xu, when is Secretary Su coming back? The president must be furious right now, and none of us dare to go in."

"Secretary Su is currently on vacation. Just focus on your own tasks and don't worry about anything else."

After Xu Ming finished speaking, he turned and went into the conference room.

Quan Ye stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, hands in his pockets, gazing at the scenery outside.

"Master Quan, as you instructed, the message has been sent out."