"You're being too impulsive. Can't you talk things out properly?"

In the room, Quan Ye sat on the sofa wiping the fruit knife in his hand. Hearing her words, he casually looked up and asked, "What, are you unhappy that I hit him?"

The fruit knife reflected the light, blinding her.

Su Li raised her hand to block, and said irritably, "It's not a matter of being happy or not, it's that you act impulsively. You never used to do things yourself."

"Okay, next time I'll let Zhang Quan and the others do it, and the ones who are skilled will hit harder."

Su Li was speechless. "That's not what I meant."

Quan Ye flicked the fruit knife in his hand, accurately stabbing it into an apple, and his expression turned cold.

"Su Li, can't you tell that guy has feelings for you?"

"Impossible, what could he possibly want from me?"

"What else could possibly make a man fall for a woman?"

Su Li was too lazy to argue with him, so she walked to the sofa and sat down. "I haven't known President Song for long. I don't think there's any reason why he would like me. Aren't you guys overthinking this?"

Quan Ye didn't reply, but his expression was extremely cold.

After a while, he said in a deep voice, "Stay away from him from now on, do you hear me?"

"knew."

The doctor brought over the test results.

The results showed that she was perfectly healthy and had no illnesses.

"So Song Qinze lied to you about having cancer, is that right?"

Although Su Li did not explain the details of the incident, Quan Ye could deduce that Song must have been preventing her from returning to Haicheng.

Su Li didn't speak, which meant she agreed.

"Do you still think this guy surnamed Song is any good?" He threw the result in front of her, his tone somewhat angry.

"I understand. I'll try to avoid contact with him in the future."

"Be good, listen to me."

He reached out and gently ruffled her hair, making her feel like his little pet.

Su Li shook him off irritably and then sat far away from him.

Quan Ye: "You're so disobedient now, you need to be taught a lesson."

*

"It's good that there are no problems. We are all relieved."

Ye Shi was overjoyed when she received Su Li's call to let her know she was safe.

Fu Zelian walked into the room and saw her making a passionate phone call.

He looked at the pile of clothes on the bed that hadn't been put away yet and said, "Making a call before you're even finished? Don't you have any sense of time?"

Ye Shi reluctantly hung up the phone and went over to straighten her clothes.

"Is Su Li alright?"

"It's nothing serious. Everything was normal at the hospital check-up today."

"Okay, I'll have someone arrange a flight back to Yucheng for tomorrow." He took out his phone, about to make a call.

Upon hearing this, Ye Shi's face scrunched up like a steamed bun.

Fu Zelian looked at her. "You have a problem with that?"

Her eyes darted away, and she retorted without much confidence, "I don't want to go back yet. If you want to go back, go back yourself. I'll stay in Haicheng with Xiao Zhe for a while longer."

"Why don't you just say you'll live here for the rest of your life?"

"Sure, as long as you agree."

Fu Zelian's face darkened, his expression tense. "Xiao Zhe is my son, I must take him away."

“That’s my son too. He can’t live without his mother.”

"Ye Shi, are you really going to oppose me?"

He was enraged, and a flash of cold fury appeared in his eyes.

Ye Shi was afraid of him, but at this moment, Meng Sangsang's words came to mind: a woman should live for herself and not become a little maidservant who is ordered around by a man, because living like that would have no dignity at all.

At that moment, she mustered up the courage to say, "You can take care of these clothes yourself. I'm sleeping with Xiao Zhe tonight."

"return."

Fu Zelian grabbed her hand, and in the struggle, the two of them fell onto the bed together.

Ye Shi was pinned down and unable to move. She felt ashamed and angry and wanted to hit him, but she didn't dare.

"Mom, what game are you playing?"

Suddenly, their son appeared at the door, staring at them with a curious expression.