"President Song, you need to come to the company quickly. President Ye she..."
Zhou Zhou's voice was tinged with anxiety.
"What's wrong with Zhiwei?"
Song Qiao's heart tightened.
"President Ye has locked herself in her office for a whole day, not eating or drinking. No matter who calls her, she doesn't respond, just works desperately."
"It's hard to explain everything in a few words. You'd better come to the company quickly and see."
"Alright, don't tell Zhiwei yet. I'll be there right away."
Song Qiao agreed without hesitation and walked directly towards his car.
The negotiation had already reached such a point of breaking ties, and there was no longer any need to continue talking.
After explaining to Liu Dong on the phone.
Song Qiao rushed to the Blue Sea Industry building as quickly as possible.
At this moment, only a few offices on Ye Zhiwei's floor in the entire office building were still lit.
Song Qiao took a deep breath and walked upstairs.
"President Song, please don't say I was the one who called you, or President Ye will blame me."
Zhou Zhou reminded him nervously, afraid that Song Qiao might accidentally let it slip.
"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."
Song Qiao responded calmly and gave Zhou Zhou an okay gesture. Only then did Zhou Zhou leave with peace of mind.
He casually knocked on the office door.
Before Ye Zhiwei could answer, he pushed the door open.
"Zhiwei, why aren't you going home to rest so late?"
"If you wear yourself out, Lan Hai Group really won't be able to compete with Mo Ling and Li Bingqing anymore."
He deliberately didn't mention the unpleasant incident between them this morning.
Hoping that Ye Zhiwei would let it go.
"Hmph."
"What does it have to do with you? I don't need you to care even if I work myself to death."
As soon as Ye Zhiwei looked up and saw Song Qiao, her face immediately fell.
She pouted, and her words were sharp, making Song Qiao's eyebrows furrow.
"Why are you doing this to yourself?"
"Your health is the capital of your endeavors. You can't joke with your health even if you're sulking."
Song Qiao sighed.
He brazenly walked to Ye Zhiwei's side and reached out to gently pat her shoulder.
However, the next second, Ye Zhiwei's face turned cold.
She directly slapped Song Qiao's hand away.
"President Song, please mind your identity and get out of here immediately."
"I can't stand the sight of you right now."
Ye Zhiwei's eyes never left Song Qiao, and her attitude was clearly filled with resentment.
"Hey, I say, girl, why are you so ungrateful?"
Song Qiao wasn't exactly a patient person. After being rebuffed twice, he felt a flicker of anger.
"It's none of your business."
Ye Zhiwei said, reaching out to push Song Qiao again.
"You're getting too bold."
Song Qiao raised his eyebrows and grabbed her wrist.
"I haven't settled the score with you for what happened this morning, and now you're at it again."
Saying that, he took advantage of Ye Zhiwei's momentary daze and pulled her into his arms.
"You little brat, still sulking and not eating? I don't believe I can't handle you."
Song Qiao suppressed his anger as much as possible.
But he still scared Ye Zhiwei into silence, and she struggled desperately in his arms.
"Let go of me, you scoundrel."
The next second, she was already lying on Song Qiao's lap.
"For not eating."
"For not taking care of yourself."
As Song Qiao spoke, he spanked Ye Zhiwei's backside several times.
She let out a scream and her whole body began to tremble.
"Ah!"
"Song Qiao, you pervert!"
"Let me go quickly."
However, Song Qiao ignored her and spanked her backside again.
Although he didn't use his full strength, the sheer shame made Ye Zhiwei's face turn as red as a tomato.
Her face was flushed all the way to her neck.
"If you're not afraid of being embarrassed, keep shouting. Let's see if your employees will come to your rescue later."
Song Qiao snorted.
He spanked her backside again.
"Do you know you were wrong?"
Ye Zhiwei shook her head, bit her lip tightly, and refused to speak.
"Still so stubborn."
"If you don't speak up, I'll get serious."
Saying that, Song Qiao increased the force of his hand.
"Ah."
"No."
"Let me go quickly, I was wrong, okay?"
After several more spanks, Ye Zhiwei completely gave up resisting.
"If you know you were wrong, then come with me. Go and rest immediately."
Song Qiao nodded with satisfaction and helped her up from his body.
He dragged her to a nearby hotel without any explanation.
"Close your eyes and go to sleep immediately."
"After you wake up, I'll take you to eat something delicious. If you dare to be disobedient again, I'll beat your backside black and blue."
Song Qiao warned her with a stern face.
Ye Zhiwei, however, giggled softly beside him.
She felt a slight flutter in her heart, never expecting that Song Qiao could be so charming when he was forceful.
...
After watching her fall asleep, Song Qiao returned to the villa.
It was already midnight.
As soon as Xia Xueqing opened the door, she couldn't help but frown.
"Brother-in-law, where have you been fooling around again? It's late enough for you to come back, but why do you still smell of a woman's perfume?"
"Speak, you're involved with that beautiful woman. Confess honestly."
Song Qiao's face turned red with embarrassment.
He quickly waved his hands and explained.
"No, I had a few female clients for business today."
Xia Xueqing clearly didn't believe him.
"Hmph, I don't believe your lies, you philanderer. Go back to your room and sleep."
After saying that, she stomped back to her bedroom, leaving Song Qiao standing awkwardly.
"This girl, when did her nose get so sharp?"
...
The next morning, Song Qiao went to the hotel to find Ye Zhiwei, only to discover that she had already checked out.
He immediately rushed to Lan Hai Building again.
"President Song, you're finally here. I was just about to call you."
Before he even entered, Zhou Zhou came running out.
"What? Zhiwei is not eating again?"
Song Qiao's brows furrowed.
He wished he could drag that girl over and spank her backside again.
"No, that's not it, but President Ye is clearly unhappy. She's been sitting there all day without saying a word."
"She wasn't like this before."
Zhou Zhou stuck out her tongue and said.
For some reason, when Song Qiao frowned just now, she also felt a bit scared.
"I'll go up and take a look."
Song Qiao nodded slightly and went to Ye Zhiwei's office again.
"What's wrong, Miss Ye, looking so glum again today? What happened? Tell me."
As soon as Song Qiao entered, he thoughtfully handed Ye Zhiwei a cup of coffee.
"Today is the first anniversary of my grandmother's death."
"Please accompany me to the cemetery to pay my respects."
Ye Zhiwei no longer seemed so cold upon seeing Song Qiao. She jingled her car keys.
Without further ado, she pulled Song Qiao along towards the cemetery.
Song Qiao knew he couldn't refuse her, so he agreed.
...
After they paid their respects at the cemetery.
Ye Zhiwei suddenly made an excuse about being tired and insisted on pulling Song Qiao to sit on a nearby bench.
Then, she naturally nestled into Song Qiao's arms.
"Song Qiao, do you know, Grandma loved me the most. She always kept the best things for me..."
"Whenever I was tired, I would nestle in her arms like this."
"Now..."
Before she could finish speaking, Song Qiao suddenly hugged her tightly, then pressed her head down, forcing her to lean against the seat.
"Bang!"
The next second.
A gunshot rang out next to his ear.
A large flock of birds suddenly took flight from the originally peaceful cemetery...