Song Qiao waved goodbye to Li Bingqing's retreating figure, not caring if she could see him.
Then, he quickly turned, a smile on his face, and walked towards Ye Zhiwei.
Ye Zhiwei wore a cold smirk.
She spoke sarcastically, "Heh, Mr. Song, I never expected, truly never expected, that you and CEO Li were so intimate!"
Song Qiao replied with a teasing tone, "How so? You don't know, Li Bingqing wants to kill me. How could we be intimate?"
"Yes, but that's not what I saw! Perhaps this is the legendary love-hate, life-and-death, tormenting each other..." Ye Zhiwei's words tumbled out.
Song Qiao simply smiled.
"For such a beautiful woman, killing someone is quite simple. What did that poem say? Ah, yes, 'A graceful figure like soft jade, with a sword at her waist to slay fools.' You should be careful, don't get sliced!" Ye Zhiwei continued.
"Which eye of yours saw me and her..." Song Qiao felt he couldn't let her go on like this.
"Heh, you're starting to ask for proof, which means you're flustered!"
"Why would I be flustered? An innocent conscience fears no accusation!" Song Qiao said, shaking his head with a touch of helplessness.
At the same time, he mentally grumbled, why did every word she said feel so uncomfortable?
They talked for a while longer. Ye Zhiwei pouted and said to Song Qiao, "I'm here to pick someone up. I have no other business. You don't need to stay here with me. Go back to work."
Song Qiao heard this and felt she was speaking the truth.
Simultaneously, he couldn't help but think that this woman had quite a temper.
Sensing her mood was off, he guessed that seeing him and Li Bingqing must have upset her. Staying here would be no good, it wouldn't be worth angering her.
Since she was telling him to leave, why hesitate? He should slip away quickly!
So, he said a few more words to Ye Zhiwei, bid farewell, and immediately disappeared.
...
Imperial Capital.
The airport was as busy as ever.
Many passengers seemed to be in a hurry, coming and going.
Li Bingqing stepped out of the airport, her initial sense of relaxation replaced by a growing heaviness in her heart.
Recalling the wildness of her morning with Song Qiao, she couldn't help but feel indignant.
She secretly vowed that one day, she would make that scoundrel Song Qiao suffer.
What awaited her next was a marriage she didn't want, a man she didn't love, a man like a poisonous serpent.
Alas!
She could only take things one step at a time.
She walked out of the airport corridor at a steady pace and arrived at the plaza.
From a distance, she saw a young man emerge from a stretch limousine and walk directly towards her.
This person was none other than her former sycophant, now her husband, Zheng Fei.
He approached Li Bingqing, a semblance of a polite smile on his face, and said, "Bingqing, you're back? Did things go well? Congratulations!"
Facing him, Li Bingqing showed no hint of a smile, feeling only impatience.
Her expression was cool and distant as she said softly, "It was routine. Nothing to congratulate about. Let's go!"
With that, she took the lead, intending to bypass Zheng Fei and walk towards the Mercedes.
A flicker of displeasure crossed Zheng Fei's eyes, but he lowered his gaze, looking at the luggage bag she was carrying.
"Here, let me take that," he said, reaching out to take Li Bingqing's bag.
However, Li Bingqing did not hand it over. "No need, I can manage myself!"
Zheng Fei's expression darkened slightly, displeased. This woman really gave him no face...
"Let's go!" he said, extending his hand again, as if by accident, to touch Li Bingqing's free left hand, wanting to hold it.
Feeling his hand brush against hers, Li Bingqing suddenly flinched, recoiling from his touch as if electrocuted.
This only made Zheng Fei more unhappy.
However, he did his best to suppress his rising anger.
After Li Bingqing got into the car, he took the driver's seat, started the engine, and the car smoothly drove away.
Along the way, they made small talk.
Of course, it was mostly Zheng Fei speaking, with Li Bingqing occasionally uttering a few words.
Later, seeing that Li Bingqing was speaking very little, Zheng Fei stopped talking and focused on driving.
About an hour later, they returned home, the car pulling into the garage.
Zheng Fei said, "We're home. You should rest well."
"Okay," Li Bingqing nodded, her movement almost imperceptible.
Zheng Fei got out of the car first and stood by the door, ready to help Li Bingqing out.
Li Bingqing placed her delicate foot on the ground, then took a long stride and gracefully exited the car.
Unexpectedly.
"Slap!"
As she bent down, a medicine bottle in her pocket fell out and rolled across the ground.
"Your medicine fell," Zheng Fei said, bending down to pick it up.
"It's alright, I'll get it!" Li Bingqing said, her voice laced with a hint of panic, quickly reaching for it.
Before Zheng Fei could bend down, Li Bingqing had already snatched it up.
At the same time, she tried her best to cover it with her hand, preventing Zheng Fei from seeing the name on the bottle.
However, Zheng Fei's suspicions were already aroused.
Just as Li Bingqing was about to tuck the bottle back into her pocket, he suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist.
Then, he lifted her hand, took the medicine bottle, and examined it closely.
It was the medicine Song Qiao had bought her before she boarded the plane.
Zheng Fei recognized it immediately, his eyebrows shooting up.
"Slap!"
He violently flung his hand, slapping her across the face.
"Bitch, pretending to be so pure with me. Tell me, where did this medicine come from? Do you think I don't know this is taken after being had by someone!"
Li Bingqing's face immediately swelled, and blood trickled from the corner of her mouth.
She was furious and was about to retort angrily.
Unexpectedly, he slapped her again.
Li Bingqing stumbled from the force of the blow, the other side of her face also swelling.
And he wasn't done yet, continuing his tirade:
"Li Bingqing, you still think you're the pride of the Wang family? Let me tell you, you're just a stray dog now, a piece of trash, something anyone can play with!"
"Zheng Fei!"
She stood there, her hair disheveled, tears of anger and sorrow in her eyes, glaring at Zheng Fei.
Her heart was filled with rage and pain.
Involuntarily, her thoughts drifted to the past.
If it were before, this Zheng Fei would have only been fit to grovel before her, acting like a lapdog.
His demeanor at the time was still vivid in her memory; she remembered it clearly.
Of course, back then, she had utterly disdained him.
But now, she had to play along with him.
And his attitude had undergone a complete 180-degree turn.
Not only was he a completely different person, but he was also beating and scolding her.
Zheng Fei, looking at Li Bingqing at this moment, his eyes were filled with icy coldness, and his words were laced with warning.
He said:
"Li Bingqing, if the Guo family hadn't insisted I marry you, would I choose to mess around with a piece of trash like you?"
"If you dare to give me that look again, I'll hit you every time I see you! Do you hear me?"
Li Bingqing seemed not to see him, her gaze fixed on some infinite distance ahead.