Song Qingqing only inquired with a few people before getting the information she wanted to know.
When she learned that a man had come looking for Li Shu at noon, and that Li Shu had happily set up her stall, she became certain that someone was helping Li Shu behind the scenes to deal with her.
Who could it be? And why would they want to target her?
"Do you remember what that man looked like?" Song Qingqing took out a dollar and handed it to an older woman, asking her to tell her everything she knew.
She wanted to find out who was helping Li Shu.
"I remember, he had a flat nose and small eyes, and oh right, he also had a scar on his eyebrow."
A scar on the eyebrow?
Song was taken aback for a moment, then smiled.
The young man with a scar on his eyebrow—wasn't this one of Song Qingyi's many simps in her past life?
What was his name again? Oh! Right, it's Cheng Lin.
So... he and Song Qingyi hooked up so quickly?
Or is it that Song Qingyi is behind all this?
But isn't she still at the police station?
After giving the older woman a few instructions, Song gently ended the conversation and rode her bicycle to the police station.
She was stunned when she learned that Song Qingqing had been released by her superiors because of insufficient evidence and the charges against her were not established.
Even though he was already in jail, Song Qingyi still managed to get him out.
That means she has powerful backers.
But who is her backer?
In their past life, the two of them didn't spend much time together, and each time they met, it was Song Qingyi who took the initiative to make the arrangements.
If she makes an appointment, the other person is either busy or on their way to be busy.
Looking back now, I realize they just didn't want to see her.
Where did this "always busy" come from?
Thinking back on Song Qingyi's life.
All she knew was that after the college entrance exam, she went to Song Weiguo's side in her place, and that she heard he would start his own business after graduation.
They said they started some kind of company, and it developed very well.
Afterwards, she took her mother Wang Manni's place and returned to her side, marrying into the Sikong family in her place.
Then they burned her to death.
Thinking about everything that happened before her death, Song Qingqing's mind was a bit confused. She left the police station in a daze, pushed her bicycle, and walked down the street.
She didn't even notice when someone came up to her.
She didn't come to her senses until a torrential downpour and an umbrella suddenly appeared above her head.
Upon recognizing the person, she threw herself into his arms and clung to him tightly.
Sikong Xingchen was somewhat at a loss. This was the first time he had liked a girl and the first time he had felt feelings for someone of the opposite sex.
So he didn't know how to express his feelings, nor how to get along with her.
In the very end, he simply stood in the pouring rain on the street, reaching out his arms to shield her from the wind and rain.
He held that position for a long time until Song Qingqing calmed down and realized that his hand was stiff.
After kneading his hands for a while, she took his large hand in her own. It was as cold as frost, and she felt a pang of heartache. She breathed on it to warm it up while rubbing it to make it warm.
Old Wang, who was standing not far away, saw this sour-smelling scene, his lips twitched, and then he turned his head away.
"Are you still cold?" Song asked gently as she led him to the hamburger shop.
Sikong Xingchen did not answer, but simply raised his hand with a stern face, indicating that she should continue breathing on him.
"..." Song Qingqing was taken aback for a moment, then bought him a cup of hot milk to warm his hands.
The other person glanced at the milk, then at Song Qingqing's lips, and finally ruthlessly abandoned the hot milk, staring longingly at Song Qingqing.
Song Qingqing felt her scalp tingle from his gaze, so she decided to go all the way and pulled him to her side, putting his hand directly into her pocket.
Sikong Xingchen didn't struggle, he just stared at her.
Song Qingqing couldn't stand his intense gaze. She felt a little embarrassed that such a powerful figure in the business world was staring at her like that.
He tidied his hair, scratched the back of his head, and pinched his ears.
It still couldn't be relieved.
Finally, Song Qingqing simply stared at the other person, seeing who could keep staring for longer.
At this moment, Sikong Xingchen suddenly said something very serious: "If you need anything, come to me."
Those five simple words carried a weight that Song Qingqing could sense.
The future bigwig said he wanted her to latch onto his coattails.
Should she hug him or not?
Of course, she would hug him first as a sign of respect, grabbing his arm tightly. She joked, "What if it's murder or arson?"
"As long as you want!" Sikong Xingchen didn't even blink.
“…” Song paused gently, then raised her neck and kissed his right cheek before quickly withdrawing.
Then, as if nothing had happened, he buried his head in his food and started eating again.
Sikong Xingchen, who was ambushed, felt as if someone had pressed the pause button on his body.
His handsome face remained unchanged for a long time, except for his eyes, which suddenly became turbulent, as if a ferocious beast was lurking within them.
They wanted to break through all the constraints and fight their way out.
But in the end, Sikong Xingchen forcibly suppressed the ferocious beast.
A moment later, he reached out a hand and carefully touched his cheek, which had become burning hot after being kissed by Song Qingqing.
Song Qingqing, who had been secretly watching him out of the corner of her eye, wished she could hide her head in her armpit when she saw this.
That's so embarrassing.
She wanted the other person to put their hand down, but they continued to stroke it with great enthusiasm, as if they wanted to touch it forever.
Song Qingqing couldn't bear to watch any longer, so she stormed out and fled the place.
Unbeknownst to her, as soon as she left, Sikong Xingchen ordered people to follow and protect her, and also instructed Lao Wang to investigate the reason for Li Shu's resurgence.
Old Wang acted quickly and found Song Qingyi the very next day.
Sikong Xingchen glanced at Song Qingyi's file, and when he saw her businesses in Huangcheng, his expression turned extremely ugly. "Make sure she loses everything."
"Yes," Old Wang accepted the order and quickly went to make the arrangements.
He dared not waste any time.
He also liked Song Qingqing very much and wanted to help her get rid of Li Shu as soon as possible.
So, Old Wang's men smashed up both of Song Qingyi's internet cafes in Huangcheng that very day.
This effectively cut off her path to making money.
Upon learning the news, Song Qingyi was so angry that she overturned the table and ordered Cheng Lin to find out who was going against her.
Cheng Lin did as instructed and went to the city.
As for Li Shu, since Cheng Lin didn't provide the money to buy goods, she could only sit at home and sulk.
Li Shu didn't come to set up her stall, and Song Qingqing noticed that afternoon.
Without her meddling, Song Qingqing's business boomed like never before, and she even placed an additional order midway through.
The daily sales reached over 500, which was even better than before Li Shu came.
Song Qingqing analyzed it and concluded that it was probably because Li Shu's buy-one-get-one-free offer had attracted a lot of customers for her.
These customers rushed over after hearing the news, only to find that there were no bargains to be had. Not wanting to make a wasted trip, they had no choice but to buy from her store.
Most importantly, the vegetables she bought weren't expensive at all, which is why she got to eat them so easily.
As she closed the door to count her money, Song Qingqing sighed inwardly, "Misfortune may be a blessing in disguise, and a blessing may be a misfortune in disguise."
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