Soon after, Song Wan was arrested and taken to the police station, where she was detained for several days.

These days, Song Qinze has been trying to get her out, but most of the people in the police station are Quan Ye's connections, so even if he personally intervenes, it won't help.

Today, after leaving the police station, Song Qinze, wearing sunglasses, opened the car door and got in.

The assistant asked, "Mr. Song, is the police still refusing to release him?"

"drive."

The car quickly drove away from the police station.

He took off his sunglasses and said, "She really caused a big commotion this time. Quan Ye and Fu Ze both called the police. Even if I wanted to help her, it would be very difficult. I'll just let her stay in there for a few days to reflect on her actions."

"But if word gets out that you're being detained, it won't be good for your reputation, and it'll leave a criminal record. Why don't you think of another way?"

"What else can I do! She's becoming more and more stubborn. With such a promising future, she had to throw herself into Quan Ye's arms. Now she has only herself to blame. Let me have some peace and quiet these next few days."

Song Qinze rubbed his forehead, looking somewhat tired.

"But when you get back, Madam will also tell you to find a way to get the young lady out."

"I'm not going home recently."

Song Qinze was having a headache when a phone call came in.

"Hello?"

He frowned deeply upon hearing what was being said on the phone.

The assistant asked, "Mr. Song, what happened?"

“There’s been a problem with that project on the border. Send someone capable and competent to handle it.”

Who should we send?

Song Qinze didn't say anything, opened the window to let in some fresh air, and loosened his neatly tied tie.

Quan Ye stayed with Su Li throughout the day until evening when he had to go to the company for an overseas video conference.

Su Li sat on the bed looking at a house renovation design book, and time flew by.

Old Tang is now preparing a house for his little grandson, and he sent her dozens of books on interior design, which she can't possibly look at all.

"Knock knock—"

There was a knock on the door.

"Enter."

She looked up and saw Quan Ye's bodyguard carrying things in.

"Why did you order food again, Mr. Quan? I'm not hungry right now."

The bodyguard said, "Miss Su, this wasn't sent by Mr. Quan."

Who is that?

"Mr. Song said he wanted to see you, but we didn't allow it, so he asked us to bring the things in."

Why did Song Qinze come to see her?

Song Wan has already been arrested and taken to the police station. Now they are irreconcilably opposed to the Song family. Doesn't he think it's too presumptuous for him to come here?

Su Li said nonchalantly, "Alright, just leave it there for now."

Now she has to be wary of anything the Song family sends her; she can't eat a single thing.

Song Qinze stood in the corridor waiting, hoping she would let him in to take a look.

The bodyguard came out and said, "Mr. Song, the goods have been delivered. Please go back."

"Doesn't she want to see me?"

The bodyguard looked at him with a puzzled expression, as if to say, "Why does our young mistress want to see you?"

"Ms. Su is currently resting during her pregnancy and it is inconvenient for her to see outsiders. Please leave."

"She's pregnant?" Song Qinze looked shocked, his hand tightening slightly at his side.

After entering the elevator, he felt lightheaded all over.

I never expected them to have a child so quickly. No wonder Su Li was hospitalized for several days even though she wasn't injured.

He punched the elevator wall, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged.

The other people riding the elevator quietly moved to the side.

After getting out of the elevator, he strode out.

"Mr. Song, Madam just called and said she wants to go to the police station to see Miss. What do you think?"

Song Qinze couldn't help but growl: "Pass on my message, no one is allowed to visit her!"