A couple of days ago, Xia Yuqing had informed Song Qiao that she would be coming to Modu.
Though Song Qiao secretly wished she wouldn't, and was unaware she was already in Modu.
He still prepared well.
For instance, the red Ferrari he was currently driving was something he had asked Wei Feng to help him procure.
Rumble rumble!
The roar of the engine echoed as Song Qiao sped towards the airport.
Upon arriving at the airport entrance, he found Xia Yuqing had already been waiting for him for some time.
"Song Qiao!"
The moment she saw Song Qiao get out of the car, the suitcase Xia Yuqing had bought on the spot dropped to the ground.
She lunged towards Song Qiao like a wild horse that had broken free of its reins!
"Whew~ Have you gained weight again? You're so heavy."
Feeling the force of her embrace, Song Qiao pretended to struggle and teased her.
"No way!" Xia Yuqing pouted, her voice filled with a playful dissatisfaction.
She continued to hang on him, her thighs wrapped around his waist.
Her small hands clasped his neck, tilting her head back as she giggled.
"How is it? Have you missed me properly?"
Hastily suppressing the burgeoning desire in his heart, Song Qiao smiled and replied.
"Yes! I think of you every day!"
"I think of you when I eat, when I sleep, and even when I go to the bathroom."
"Stop!" Xia Yuqing pouted and quickly called out.
"Going to the bathroom, though? That's a bit too much."
After getting down from Song Qiao's embrace, Xia Yuqing naturally hooked her arm through his.
Leaning her head on his shoulder, she walked with him.
"You forgot your suitcase!" Song Qiao quickly reminded her.
"It's fine, there's nothing important inside anyway."
Xia Yuqing deliberately put on an act as if she had just arrived in Modu, and a suitcase was essential.
But there wasn't much luggage inside.
This was because she had secretly sneaked in beforehand, unbeknownst to Song Qiao!
Otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to appear at Madam Shen's house last night to ask for help rescuing Song Qiao.
Song Qiao naturally guessed this, knowing she was worried he would be angry about her running off.
So he couldn't bear to expose her.
He pretended she had just arrived in Modu and led Xia Yuqing to the car.
The moment she saw the red Ferrari, Xia Yuqing indeed covered her mouth and shrieked.
"You bought this car? It's so beautiful!"
Song Qiao smiled smugly, as if he had expected this, and said.
"I knew you'd like it! It's yours for the time you're in Modu."
"Really? That's wonderful!" Xia Yuqing's excitement was uncontrollable, her beautiful eyes curving into crescents.
She even couldn't help but lean in and plant a kiss on Song Qiao's cheek.
Song Qiao rubbed his cheek and smiled, then took her to Yuehai Hotel.
Despite being a supreme member of the hotel, Song Qiao was still very concerned about the security and privacy within the establishment.
So for the entire night, he and Xia Yuqing barely got any sleep.
They held each other tightly, first in the bathroom, then the living room, followed by the gym and the bedroom.
They explored nearly every inch of the suite meticulously.
Only then did they feel at ease, embracing each other and breathing heavily.
They fell asleep in each other's arms.
The next morning, Song Qiao, who was almost exhausted to the point of vomiting blood, got out of bed, feeling utterly weary.
"Starting off so intensely, do you want to wear me out?"
Xia Yuqing snuggled into Song Qiao's arms and murmured softly.
"I missed you."
Knock knock knock.
Just as they were about to continue their intimacy, there was a sudden knock at the door.
They quickly dressed and tidied up the "battlefield."
Song Qiao, sore all over, reluctantly went to open the door.
He found a hotel attendant, who had brought a package.
"Mr. Song, there's a package for you at the front desk."
"I brought it up for you. I hope I'm not disturbing your rest."
Song Qiao was a supreme member of Yuehai Hotel, and many people knew this.
So when they couldn't find him at home, they would come looking for him here.
However, Song Qiao couldn't immediately think of who would send him this package.
After the attendant left, he opened it with a look of suspicion.
Inside was a token, with the words 'Tongmen' written in an ancient and dignified script.
"This is? The token of a Tongmen leader?" Xia Yuqing leaned in, her face filled with surprise.
Song Qiao nodded, then took out an identical one from his pocket.
Xia Yuqing rubbed her eyes, suddenly looking confused.
"What do you mean? Is one of them fake? No way!"
"In this day and age, people dare to forge the identity of a Tongmen leader?"
Song Qiao nodded, indicating that someone indeed dared to!
And coincidentally, that person was himself.
"I had Wei Feng take this real one to have a fake made."
"What are you planning?" Xia Yuqing reached out to feel Song Qiao's forehead.
Just as she was about to check if he had a fever, she suddenly remembered something and asked with a gasp.
"You're not planning to use this to trick my teacher, are you?"
"How could I!" Song Qiao retorted irritably.
"I'm planning to use this to trick Cheng Dong, that scumbag who used his wife and daughter to get ahead."
"This token will definitely make him bleed a lot!"
Xia Yuqing let out a soft "Oh," and didn't think much more of it.
"As long as you don't mess with my teacher, you can do whatever you want."
"Does that include me?" Song Qiao leaned closer, lightly nipping Xia Yuqing's lip with a wicked grin.
Xia Yuqing pouted and nodded, playfully chiding him.
"Didn't you already mess around with me? Why are you still saying this now?"
"Let's mess around again!"
Song Qiao suddenly flipped over, hoisting Xia Yuqing onto his shoulder, and walked towards the bedroom.
After their exertions, Song Qiao, weak and tired, left the hotel with Xia Yuqing.
They drove off to pick out gifts, then headed straight to Du Qin's house!
Before meeting, Xia Yuqing had been complaining that Song Qiao had been in Modu for so long and hadn't even visited her master.
But after meeting her, she became incredibly well-behaved and obedient.
She showed no inclination to blame Song Qiao at all.
This touched Song Qiao deeply, as he had been expecting a long lecture.
Upon arriving at Du Qin's doorstep, the door was opened by Du Qin's secretary, Liu Qing.
She greeted them with a smile.
"Yuqing's here! You two aren't outsiders, so why bring gifts."
"Come in and sit down quickly. The Master is cooking. I'll go call her right away."
Under Liu Qing's guidance, the two entered the house.
Du Qin's voice was already heard from the kitchen.
"No need to call me, I heard the two children arrive long ago."
"You two sit down first. But we can't start eating yet, we have another guest arriving later."
"A guest?" Song Qiao and Xia Yuqing exchanged glances, curious about who would be arriving.
Ding dong.
At that moment, the doorbell rang.
Du Qin called out from the kitchen, "See, they're already here."
The door opened, and the guest Du Qin had mentioned was none other than the master and disciple duo, Guan Shanming and Chunshan Long!