Listening to Song Qiao's assurances, Madam Shen was slightly startled.
The grievance she had just suffered completely vanished, replaced by an excited expression as she looked at Song Qiao.
So agitated that she feared she might have misheard something, she very cautiously confirmed again.
"You said you want to defeat Zhang Longsheng, right?"
"Is it that Zhang Longsheng? Korea's top master, the sect leader of Taiyi Quan?"
Seeing Song Qiao nod, the two beautiful mounds on Madam Shen's chest couldn't help but bounce with joy again.
She clapped her hands excitedly, her face flushed with delight.
She didn't notice how unrestrained her actions were at the moment.
She continued, unable to contain her joy.
"If you can defeat Zhang Longsheng, then the plaques he took from various families can be retrieved!"
"Including the one from my father!"
Song Qiao spoke directly, "Since he dared to send people to injure my disciple, then I will kill him!"
Madam Shen's joyful expression did not fade; she even felt like cheering for Song Qiao.
But then Song Qiao's tone shifted, and he continued.
"However, overall, this series of events is still because of you."
"My disciple was severely injured and almost lost her life."
"Even if you didn't tip him off, it's at least indirectly caused by you!"
Hearing that Song Qiao was about to settle scores again, Madam Shen became flustered once more.
Afraid that he would suddenly grab her by the throat again, she fumbled, unsure of what to do. Suddenly, she raised her hands.
She shielded her throat preemptively and then, pouting like a little girl, looked at Song Qiao with pleading eyes and mumbled softly.
"I'm sorry, I know I was wrong."
Song Qiao hadn't expected Madam Shen to have such a flirtatious and adorable side.
And more importantly, it didn't give the impression of an old fox deliberately trying to act young and feeling greasy or disgusting.
It seemed perfectly natural, as if this was her true self.
Song Qiao watched, thinking she was actually quite cute.
"What happened just now was a punishment for your complicity. I will investigate further later."
"If I find out you lied, I will absolutely not go easy on you!"
"Even if you escape back to Korea, I have ways to kill you!"
Madam Shen let out a long sigh of relief, and the hands she had been holding at her neck slowly relaxed.
"You almost scared me to death. Feel free to investigate today's events."
"If it is proven that I am involved."
"You won't have to do anything; I'll immediately hang myself in front of Gao Meng to atone!"
Song Qiao looked down at the forgotten bathrobe lying on the floor and smiled.
"Your pajamas are nice."
Huh?
Madam Shen was slightly stunned. The topic had shifted too quickly; she couldn't keep up with Song Qiao's thoughts.
When she realized what he meant, she understood he was teasing her for being naked!
Madam Shen still had no intention of picking up the bathrobe from the floor to cover herself. Instead, she let out a cold laugh and said.
"Then come closer, so you can see more clearly!"
Song Qiao actually leaned closer to Madam Shen's chest.
He stared intently at those two mounds of flesh and chuckled.
"In that case, you should compensate me with a hundred million."
"You idiot! I didn't say for you to look at me!"
Madam Shen's heart pounded. She mentally cursed Song Qiao to death.
She quickly raised her hands to cover her chest and cried out with a blushing face.
"And what does beautiful sleepwear have to do with compensation!"
"You can't just fleece me just because I'm rich!"
Song Qiao calmly began to list Madam Shen's several offenses.
"I praised your sleepwear, but you were so narcissistic, clearly ruining my mood."
"When I really tried to get closer to look, you raised your hands to cover yourself."
"This is playing hard to get, enticing my curiosity."
"You say you have money, but you're unwilling to compensate."
"What is this called? Deliberately disgusting me!"
Hiss~
Hearing Song Qiao twist the situation so shamelessly, Madam Shen took a deep, suppressed breath.
Her face darkened with anger, and she said fiercely, "Fine! I'll pay!"
"It's just a hundred million? I'll pay you, won't I!"
Song Qiao nodded with a smile.
"Perfect! That's just perfect!"
Not only perfect, but thinking about how much he had been tempted by those two mounds of flesh tonight, Song Qiao even planned to reach out and touch them to feel them.
His lecherous hand quietly moved upwards, unnoticed by Madam Shen.
Just as he was about to succeed, a knock sounded at the door!
Knock, knock, knock.
"Sis, why are your lights still on so late?"
"I'm coming in."
Madam Shen was shocked. Her eyes darted around the room, searching for a place for Song Qiao to hide.
The wardrobe and the windowsill were excellent spots, much beloved by Old Wang.
But Song Qiao wasn't surnamed Wang, so he deserved some preferential treatment.
Therefore, in her panic, Madam Shen hastily pushed Song Qiao into her bed!