Zhou Sui wouldn't call herself a workaholic, but she still diligently does her work during working hours.
However, she had already finished all her work half an hour before the end of the workday. She even put the reports her assistant brought over aside and planned to look at them tomorrow, because starting to look at them now would inevitably delay her departure time.
This wasn't the first time something like this had happened. Ever since she started dating Song Qi'an, whenever the two of them made plans in advance, Zhou Sui would be like a student waiting for the school bell to ring, everything was ready, just waiting for the bell to ring.
As for the remaining half hour, Zhou Sui didn't idle around. She touched up her makeup in front of the mirror, fixed her hair, and straightened her clothes. When the time was up, Zhou Sui didn't hesitate at all, picked up her bag, and walked outside.
Because Song Qi'an had already messaged her and was waiting for her downstairs at the company.
"Let's go to the mall up ahead and buy something before we go over." Although we're going to a restaurant, it's still their territory, and it wouldn't be appropriate for Zhou Sui, as a junior, to go empty-handed.
Song Qi'an had already thought of this. "I've already bought them; they're in the trunk."
"We bought two portions, one for you and one for me, but neither of them were duplicates."
"What a thoughtful and wonderful boyfriend." Zhou Sui praised him generously. Song Qi'an did even better than she had imagined. She was really lucky to have met such a boyfriend.
The main road was a bit congested, so Song Qi'an planned to make a U-turn and take another road. Although it would require a detour, it would avoid getting stuck in traffic.
Just as he turned into the intersection, he heard a loud bang from behind, which made Song Qi'an's car lurch forward. He quickly slammed on the brakes, but then there were two more loud bangs, and the impact was even stronger than the last one.
If they hadn't both been wearing seatbelts, they might have crashed into the windshield.
Song Qi'an placed one hand in front of Zhou Sui, turned his head to look behind him, and saw that the car behind had already stopped. Only then did Song Qi'an turn to look at Zhou Sui, "Were you hurt anywhere?"
Zhou Sui shook her head blankly, then asked, "Was it a rear-end collision?"
"Okay, I'll go take a look." Song Qi'an said, opening the car door and getting out. At that moment, someone also got out of the driver's seat of the car behind.
The car owner looked embarrassed and was about to speak, but his expression changed immediately when he saw Song Qi'an.
"Qi An?" The person who spoke was Song Yuan, who hadn't seen Song Qi An for more than two years.
"Are you... are you alright?" Song Yuan hadn't expected the rear-end collision to involve his own son's car. "Should we go to the hospital to get him checked out?"
The moment Song Qi'an saw that it was Song Yuan, his aura turned icy. "Go with the insurance, I'll have someone handle it." He clearly didn't want to say another word to Song Yuan.
But Song Yuan hadn't seen his son for a long time, and now that he knew his son was successful, he naturally wouldn't miss the opportunity to talk to him.
But he was used to being arrogant, and even in this situation, his tone of voice was still unpleasant. "Qi An, you've been so successful in the real estate industry. I thought you'd matured a lot along with it, but I didn't expect you to be the same as before. We're father and son, bound by blood, so why are you acting like this?"
“When you divorced my mother, I already said that our relationship was over,” Song Qi’an reminded her again.
“We are father and son. Legally speaking, you have an obligation to support me,” Song Yuan said angrily. The older his son got, the less he could control him. His words and actions could drive him crazy, but so what? Legally speaking, they could not be separated.
Thinking of this, Song Yuan felt a little smug for some reason. So what if Song Qi'an tried his best to avoid him? In the end, he would still have to take care of him in his old age.
Unfortunately, Song Yuan underestimated Song Qi'an. "My household registration is already with my mother. Isn't it on the same household registration book as yours? Your young wife and young daughter are the ones who should be supporting you."
He Xiaoqing was originally waiting in the car, but seeing that her husband hadn't returned yet, and feeling that the person in front looked familiar, she got out of the car and walked over. Her guess was confirmed; it really was Song Qi'an.
I don't know what the father and son said, but Song Yuan's expression was very unpleasant.
In front of Song Yuan, she always appeared gentle and virtuous. "I didn't expect to run into family. Things will be easier. Qi An, your father knows a good car repair shop. We'll have someone come over and tow the car over for repairs later."
Song Qi'an found even a glance at her annoying, and before He Xiaoqing could finish speaking, he turned around and walked back.
"This brat has no manners at all!" Song Yuan was still lecturing him with the air of an elder, "Your elder is talking to you, what kind of attitude is this?"
Song Qi'an had just called Zhou Sui out of the car, intending to take a taxi there later, when he heard this, he turned around and gave Song Yuan a sharp look.
"An elder? You really think highly of her, and you think highly of yourself too."
Choked by Song Qi'an's words, Song Yuan's face turned even uglier. He Xiaoqing quickly grabbed Song Yuan's arm, looking like she was about to cry, "Qi'an, if you have to blame someone for what happened back then, blame me. He is, after all, your father."
In reality, she was thinking, "Let them argue, let them argue, the more they argue, the better. The more disappointed Song Yuan is with Song Qi'an, the better the situation will be for her."
"Don't think you're anything special." Song Qi'an was ruthless when he started to talk back. "I'm too lazy to expose your little schemes, but I really don't care about Song Yuan's assets. Not everyone is like you, treating trash like a precious gem."
"Song Qi'an, you!" If He Xiaoqing hadn't been holding his arm, Song Yuan would have slapped Song Qi'an across the face.
"Oh, right, there's something I haven't told you yet." Song Qi'an ignored Song Yuan and looked at He Xiaoqing. "I talked to Song Yuan about his extramarital affair back then."
"He made him choose between himself and you, and obviously, he chose himself in the end, finding the most suitable excuse to get you out of the printing factory."
He Xiaoqing paused for a moment, seemingly not quite understanding what Song Qi'an was saying, but that was alright, she would figure it out slowly.
Song Yuan couldn't help but hiss, "Song Qi'an, what exactly are you trying to do!"
“I don’t want to do anything!” Song Qi’an looked directly at Song Yuan, his expression cold and his eyes serious. “Song Yuan, I’m not joking. Don’t bother us. If I find out you’ve been to my mother again, I have plenty of ways to ruin your reputation at the printing factory.”
"At this age, after struggling for most of your life, you probably don't want to experience the taste of loss."
Song Yuan's lips trembled as he stared in horror at his son, whose expression was so ruthless and unfamiliar. He knew that Song Qi'an wasn't threatening or intimidating him, but stating a fact: Song Qi'an could indeed do it now!
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