"No, I know I was wrong, I really know I was wrong!"
At the entrance of the riding school, hearing Song Qiao's intention to revoke his membership, Hu Chao panicked.
He knew how hard it was to obtain membership at this club's equestrian facility.
He usually relied on this status to mingle with many high-society figures, which allowed him to thrive in this area.
But now, with his status directly revoked, it meant he was being expelled from this circle. This was a devastating blow to him.
However, his pleas for mercy were useless. Soon, over a dozen security guards rushed over and, like picking up chicks, threw the group out.
Gao Mengmeng watched this commanding display, and her heart fluttered.
She felt Song Qiao was truly remarkable, always surprising her with each encounter and making her feel incredibly proud. She imagined how happy her future would be if she could be with such a man.
With this thought, Gao Mengmeng couldn't help but step forward, intending to seize the opportunity to express her feelings to her "Brother Song."
But just then, the phone on Song Qiao's waist suddenly rang.
"Hello, Wu Meng? Someone is looking for me?"
"Okay, I understand. Today is indeed quite lively. Have her wait in the office for now, I'll be right there."
The call was from Wu Meng. It seemed someone else had come to the group looking for him, and they appeared to be someone of importance.
He turned and saw Gao Mengmeng standing right behind him, very close.
Her expression was a little complicated.
Song Qiao mistook it for her being unhappy because he had exposed Hu Chao.
"You, you shouldn't associate with people like that in the future. Hu Chao was flattering you with ulterior motives."
"I know."
Gao Mengmeng nodded slightly. The words that were about to escape her lips were interrupted by the phone call.
"I have to leave now. I had planned to spend some time with you today, but I have a sudden appointment. I'm truly sorry."
"It's okay. I can also have a good chat with President Yu."
Facing Song Qiao's words, she nervously shook her head, her heart pounding rapidly, feeling like a thief.
"Yes, you can chat with Mr. Yu first. He has a lot of business experience and might even be able to teach you something."
Yu Yang quickly nodded and smiled.
"Mr. Song, don't worry, I will definitely entertain Miss Gao well."
This put Song Qiao at ease. He bid farewell and turned to leave.
Gao Mengmeng watched Song Qiao's receding figure, a hint of regret on her face.
'Gao Mengmeng, Gao Mengmeng, you're really something. How can you be so timid? You don't even have the courage to confess...'
She began to chide herself internally for lacking the courage to express her feelings, but she knew she wouldn't give up.
Half an hour later, Song Qiao quickly returned to his office at the group.
Waiting for him in the office, besides Wu Meng, was a tall, slender beauty over 1.7 meters tall.
The woman before him was wearing a blue dress, appearing to be around twenty-four or twenty-five years old. She had a high-bridged nose and a mixed-race aura that was truly striking.
Seeing Song Qiao return, Wu Meng hurried forward.
"Song Qiao, this is Deng Yihan from Nanyang International Group. She said she had an urgent matter to discuss with you."
Song Qiao nodded, sizing up the beautiful woman before him. He realized he didn't recognize her and had never heard the name Deng Yihan before.
He couldn't help but wonder why this woman had suddenly come to see him.
"Miss Deng, have we met before?"
Song Qiao politely stepped forward to shake her hand, asking tentatively.
"May I ask what brings Miss Deng here this time?"
It was a time of great turmoil, and a strange woman showing up unannounced made him somewhat wary. Wu Meng, standing beside him, was even more nervous.
Could this be someone from Li Bingqing's side again?
So many things had happened today; he hoped no more trouble would arise.
Deng Yihan shook his hand and then revealed a beautiful smile.
"Mr. Song, there's no need to be nervous. I've actually come to help you and Ye's."
"Help?"
These words made Song Qiao even more bewildered. Who exactly was this woman before him?
He didn't know her, had never even met her, and yet she was offering to help him?
Deng Yihan clearly felt her approach was somewhat abrupt. She quickly expressed her sincerity, holding up her slender fingers.
"To show my sincerity, I intend to invest fifty billion US dollars in Ye's. I believe this capital will provide Ye's with the resources to counter Glorious Group."
"What, fifty... fifty billion US dollars?"
Wu Meng's eyes widened at the amount.
This was fifty billion US dollars, and she said it as easily as fifty yuan! This woman was incredibly wealthy.
This was US dollars! Converted, it would be tens of billions.
Even Song Qiao's heart stirred at this figure. Fifty billion US dollars would indeed allow him to deal with Li Bingqing more smoothly.
However, he didn't immediately show excitement. Instead, he frowned.
"Miss Deng, I'd like to know why?"
Song Qiao never believed in free lunches. If there were any, they were likely traps.
Unsolicited help might not always be a good thing.
Deng Yihan smiled softly at his words, like a blooming orchid.
"I merely heard that Mr. Song is being targeted and that Li Bingqing has received significant support from the capital this time."
"Many people are saying that if Li Bingqing makes another move, you'll definitely suffer a great loss. That's why I've specifically come to help, hoping only that Mr. Song can safely overcome this difficult period."
Song Qiao's furrowed brow relaxed. Although he didn't know the woman's intentions, he could keenly sense genuine concern in her tone and expression.
Could this woman really be offering him fifty billion US dollars?
However, he didn't actually need help and was fully confident in his ability to withstand Li Bingqing's counterattack this time.
"I think Miss Deng might have misunderstood something."
"Those rumors are not credible. In this direct confrontation, the one in danger is not me, but Li Bingqing and his associates."