Inside the restaurant, Su Li had already arrived and was waiting.

Song Qinze's luxury car slowly pulled up. He got out and walked briskly, buttoning his suit jacket as he went.

He was still a little excited when he saw her.

"I'm sorry, Su Li, I'm late."

She took a sip of her tea, put it back on the table, and said expressionlessly, "It's nothing. I understand that President Song is busy with his affairs. It's really a bother to come to this appointment in such a busy schedule."

Song Qinze looked at her with gentle eyes, "How can you say it's a disturbance? If you want to see me, I have to come."

"President Song, I'm not here today to dredge up old grievances with you. Now that I know what kind of person you are, there's no need for me to waste my breath on you." Su Li's attitude was somewhat cold, and her voice was completely devoid of emotion.

"So what did you ask me to come here for today?"

She threw a stack of photos on the table, showing Quanbing meeting with his assistant in private.

“Recently, the Quan Group has experienced some turmoil. My investigation revealed that it was all due to Quan Bing’s underhanded tactics. With Master Quan in trouble, the group that most wants the Quan Group to collapse is none other than the Song Group.”

Song Qinze watched quietly, his narrow eyes calm. "You called me here today to say that I'm in cahoots with Quan Bing?"

"What else can we do? The evidence is right in front of us. Mr. Song, you're not going to deny it, are you? If you do, I'll only look down on you even more."

He suddenly snorted coldly, leaned back slightly against the chair, and looked at her with a cold gaze.

"You want to convict me based on just a few photos?"

"You're telling me all this because of Quan Ye, and he's practically dead now. Is it worth it for you to stay by his side like this?"

These words deeply stung Su Li.

She suddenly stood up, grabbed the teacup on the table, and splashed it in his face.

Caught off guard, Song Qinze closed his eyes, and tea slid down his cheeks.

This scene attracted the attention of many customers nearby.

She slammed the teacup onto the table with a loud crash and said sternly, "Song Qinze, don't push your luck. Stop being so self-righteous. The world can still turn without you. And don't think that I belong to you. Quan Ye is my future husband and the father of my child. I won't allow you to talk about him like that."

After saying that, she picked up another cup of tea and splashed it at him again.

Not far away, Song Qinze's assistant wanted to go over and help, but seeing that Song Qinze remained motionless, he didn't go over.

“You poisoned my food last time, trying to kill my child. I’ll settle that score with you.”

Su Li pulled out a tissue to wipe her hands, then threw it in front of him, "Don't make me feel disgusted just looking at you."

He wiped the tea off his face, raised his eyes with a cold smile, and said, "Is it wrong for me to like you? What do I lack compared to Quan Ye that you look down on me so much?"

"Yes, he's the best person in the world. You'll never sleep with him. Your despicable methods are simply unbearable to look at."

After Su Li finished speaking, she picked up her bag and was about to leave.

Song Qinze suddenly stood up, grabbed her hand, and pulled her back.

"Click—"

This scene was captured on camera by someone outside.

Lan Qi'er looked at the photos she had taken and put her phone back in her bag with satisfaction.

She was out shopping today and happened to witness this scene; it would have been a shame not to take a picture.

"Let go!" Su Li couldn't shake off his hand, her face flushed with anger.

Song Qinze said, "Give me a chance to be with you, and I will do my best."