Chapter 18 What is He Qian afraid of?
He Qian returned to Ciyun Pavilion and just as he entered the house, he ran into Song Li who was picking up her bag and about to go out.
"Mr. He." Song Li burped in fright.
He Qian was still thinking about her loss of sense of taste. He stared at her for a few seconds, neither happy nor angry. "Where are you going so late?"
Song Li was genuinely surprised that his tone was calm and not angry. He swallowed the breath that was stuck in his throat and said, "Boss Du... is looking for me."
He Qian had a blank expression on his face. He stood motionless behind the door like a mountain, not wanting to give her any space! Didn't he refuse to answer the phone earlier? Why did he accept the appointment now?
Song Li hurriedly explained, "There are still three days until Chen's Pharmaceuticals' press conference. The data for P-n58 is indeed missing. I'd like to talk to President Du again to see if we can..."
"You are not allowed to go out." He Qian's eyes darkened slightly, but his tone remained calm.
Song Li didn't know where the anger came from, so he deliberately said, "He's been drinking, and his hand is injured. I want to go check it out."
"Song Li!" He Qian was irritated. She really chose to say things that he didn't like.
"Didn't you tell me to take care of him? He's injured!" Song Li kept blaming him for pushing her to others.
He Qian pulled her over and pressed her hands against the wall, "Stop being so sarcastic to me!"
Song Li felt a pain in his back. "If I go out, I can not only get your data but also take care of your good brother. It's killing two birds with one stone, Mr. He!"
As soon as he finished speaking, He Qian kissed her lips tightly. He admitted that he couldn't stand her mentioning other men!
Song Li struggled in vain and could only endure the dull pain between his lips and teeth from the taste of alcohol.
He Qian suddenly stopped moving because he tasted the unique flavor in her mouth that always made him addicted. It used to be very comfortable, but this time... the fact that she had lost her sense of taste hurt his heart again.
As he let go, Song Li grabbed the bag that fell to the ground, opened the door and went out.
He Qian watched the door close, the sound of the lock being locked, and then peace returned.
Was he just...feeling sorry for her?
When Song Li arrived at "Fireworks", Du Zhanrong was indeed drinking, and looked a little tipsy.
"Song Li...you're here, Song Li..."
"Boss Du, can I take you home?"
Du Zhanrong's eyes lit up with joy, and he said playfully, "I thought you weren't coming. I thought you wouldn't pay any attention to me."
"Song Li...Song Li..."
Song Li didn't answer him. Instead, he picked up his coat and asked the waiter at the bar, "Xiao Gao, have you paid the bill?"
"Mr. He was here earlier, and Assistant Yang has already signed the order."
Song Li was horrified just by hearing He Qian's name, and his face was bitter for a second, "Okay, then we'll go first."
No wonder he smelled a faint fragrance when he entered the room just now, the unique "Snow Kissed Pear Blossom" fragrance of this bar.
Du Zhanrong immediately caught the subtle change in her expression, even though it was too brief. "Are you that afraid of your boss? What's there to be afraid of He Qian? Don't be afraid of him! If he bullies you, tell me!"
Song Li walked around to his left side, supporting his body, "Let's go. Be careful, don't touch your hands."
Du Zhanrong smiled, pulled out his left hand, took the opportunity to put his arm around her shoulders, and deliberately leaned his body towards her. The whole posture seemed a little ambiguous.
Song Li tried to pry his arms apart, but he hit her harder...
A man and woman with an enviable height difference and outstanding looks, this scene from behind was so pleasing to the eye that it was only sent to He Qian's phone...
If you were to ask how He Qian felt when he saw their intimate photos, it was probably that his eyes turned black, his heart beat wildly, and he felt temporarily suffocated!
However, Song Li didn't answer the three calls in a row, and his phone was turned off on the fourth call!
"Bang!" He Qian was so angry that he threw his phone with such force that the screen exploded and broken glass shards scattered on the floor.
Song Li didn't return to Ciyun Pavilion the entire night, and neither did He Qian. The sleepless night was filled with biting cold winds and frost and fog that condensed into ice. The southern winters didn't bring snow, so Yuancheng had never experienced the enchanting sight of a blanket of white.
The next day, He Qian drove to the company early. Yang Xiao waited for him at Ciyun Pavilion for a long time but didn't get through. He didn't reply to his messages, and his phone call didn't work. Song Li's phone was also turned off, which made him very anxious. Fortunately, Secretary Zeng Xinyue asked him why he hadn't arrived yet. She said that she saw Mr. He sitting in the office when she arrived, so he hurried to the company.
"You're late." He Qian sat motionless on the sofa with a grim expression. It seemed that he had poured a cup of warm water on the table, and white mist was still rising from the cup.
"I'm sorry, Mr. He." Yang Xiao knew that he hated to hear others explain trivial matters the most, but it was strange that Song Li was an exception.
"Give me a new phone." He Qian's voice was gloomy.
"Okay, I'll do it right away." Yang Xiao didn't dare to speculate any more and turned to leave. Before he could take a step, another imperial edict came from behind.
"Tell Song Li not to let me see her today." He Qian's cold and handsome face was filled with hidden anger.
Yang Xiao's mind raced for a few seconds, and he probably understood why his boss was in such a bad mood at the moment! Indeed, besides Song Li, who else could have that ability?
"Yes!" Yang Xiao dared to breathe a sigh of relief after leaving the president's office!
Zeng Xinyue sneaked over and asked, "What's wrong with Mr. He? Did something big happen?"
Another secretary was also terrified, "Hurry up and give us a vaccination first, otherwise we won't know how we died!"
"I still have to ask you guys, you met Mr. He earlier than me!" Yang Xiao also didn't even know how he died!
"Boss He has been sitting inside for an hour, and we didn't dare go in. Why hasn't Sister Song Li come yet?"
Oh, yes! Yang Xiao was so scared that he almost forgot to call Song Li. He took out his phone and said to them, "Prepare breakfast for Mr. He. Xinyue, go get Mr. He a new phone and replace the SIM card!"
Song Li's phone is still turned off...
"Call the front desk and tell me immediately if you see Song Li! Also notify the security guards at the door and ask them to keep an eye out!" Yang Xiao was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat that he couldn't contact Song Li.
The two secretaries already had a bad feeling, and after hearing this, they were horrified and even more frightened.
It happened so quickly that before the call even reached the front desk, Song Li ran out of the elevator in a hurry, with messy hair.
When Yang Xiao saw her, his heart jumped to his throat. He quickly stepped forward to stop her, "My dear aunt, where have you been? I can't get through to your phone!"
"Sorry, my phone fell into the water." Song Li panted. She had already rushed to the company as fast as she could. "Are you angry?"
Yang Xiao still stopped her from passing, but turned around and whispered to Zeng Xinyue, "Two cell phones!"
"What's wrong?" Song Li was confused.
"Mr. He said he doesn't want to see you today!" Yang Xiao pulled her to a corner. "What happened last night?"
Song Li thought for a long time before speaking: "Then I will go back to Ciyun Pavilion. If you have anything, please contact me on the landline."
Yang Xiao frowned, "I'll have someone send the phone to you once I get it back!"
"Thank you." Song Li looked depressed and returned to the elevator.
The two secretaries felt even more uneasy when they saw that Song Li was about to leave again. You know, Song Li was the only one in the company, and if He Qian wanted to cause trouble, he would only target her!
Now Song Li just wanted to go back to Ciyun Pavilion and log into the cloud with her computer. Fortunately, before her phone broke down, she had synced all the photos she took to the cloud. This was the data about P-n58 she took from Du Zhanrong's computer last night when she sent him home while he was drunk.
The press conference will be held the day after tomorrow, so she must sort it out today, otherwise He Qian won’t know how to deal with her.
Just when she was a little dazed, a gust of wind blew from behind, and then her right arm was clamped tightly. Before she could react, it was pulled away by a huge force!
It was He Qian, who grabbed her like an angry beast and dragged her towards the office!
Song Li was frightened by the sudden force and turned pale, but he didn't dare to shout out. He staggered step by step and followed He Qian closely to avoid falling.
The other three stood straight, not daring to move, and watched Song Li being dragged from the elevator entrance into the office by He Qian.
Then the door was locked and the floor-to-ceiling windows were blocked. It was obvious that Song Li was in trouble!
He Qian dragged her into the lounge, locked another door, and pushed her to the ground, "You slept with him?!"
Song Li saw that he was full of anger, and just as she was about to get up and explain without caring about her hurt knee, He Qian bent down again and dragged her away towards the bathroom.
He Qian threw her into the corner, grabbed the shower handle, turned on the cold water, and shot a stream of water at her.
Song Li was shivering from the cold water, starting from his head and face. "Mr. He... you, listen to me, explain..."
He Qian didn't listen and held down her hand that was trying to block the water, and was even more rude.
The cold water poured down to Song Li's feet, soaking her clothes. Her body began to feel cold, and her struggles were fruitless. She was indeed too tired to move anymore...
He Qian watched her body slowly slide down to the ground against the wall before turning off the faucet. "I think you're becoming less and less respectful of me. Don't think that just because Du Zhanrong is my brother, I won't dare to do anything to you if you sleep with him!"
Song Li lay on the floor, gasping for breath, but dying: "I didn't..."
He Qian squatted down, picked up her body, grabbed her shoulders and pressed her against the wall. He found that she was trembling and her eyes were red. He didn't know if it was because of the water or because of crying... Suddenly, she lost her voice.
Song Li was extremely tired, her head was buzzing, and her eyelids were almost unable to hold up. She hoped it was just sleepiness. She couldn't get sick again, as there were still many things waiting for her to do...
He Qian clearly saw the wound on the corner of her mouth, "No? Ha, Song Li, have you become bolder after following Du Zhanrong? You dare to lie to me!"
That scar was clearly caused by a kiss!
Song Li felt a chill, and then He Qian pinched the corners of his mouth, "What is this? What is this! Not bad, I had a lot of fun with Du Zhanrong last night!"
He Qian was very strong, and the pain made her sober up a lot. Why... didn't he want to believe her?
That scar was clearly left by him before he went out last night.
"Speak!" He Qian couldn't guess what she was thinking.
Song Li's whole body trembled, and he smiled sarcastically: "Why... can't I... sleep with him?"
This sentence completely drove He Qian crazy!
He Qian grabbed her neck, squeezing harder and harder, "Say it again!"
Song Li still had a smile on her face. Her red eyes looked at the man so close to her. She felt the air getting thinner and thinner. "Why... can't I..."
He Qian increased his strength, as if he was losing control. Seeing her face flushed red, she lost her breath and could not make a sound...
Song Li felt at this moment that death was so close...
Just before she fainted, He Qian let go of her hand.
Song Li felt like he was reborn. He took in big gulps of oxygen, supported himself on the floor with his hands, and coughed...
He Qian stood up and stood in front of her, looking down at her, the anger in his eyes still not dissipated, "You want to sleep with a man so much, I will satisfy you tonight!"
Song Li didn't have the energy to look up at him. She was tired, hungry, in pain, and cold. There was no comfort in her body...
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