The receptionist politely replied, "Miss Song, this is President Leng's order. You cannot go up without an appointment."
Upon hearing this, Song Na's face immediately turned unpleasant. "Then please inform him."
The receptionist said helplessly, "Okay, Miss Song, please wait a moment."
With that, she walked to the side to make a phone call.
Song Na walked to the sofa and sat down, waiting quietly.
Before Wen Yan came to the capital, her relationship with him had always been good. She believed their relationship was the closest.
But now, because of Wen Yan, the relationship between them was becoming increasingly strained.
Thinking of this, she clenched her fists unconsciously.
This time, she was determined to make Wen Yan leave the capital, to leave Leng Xunze's world.
A fallen socialite, trying to soar to the top?
As she was contemplating, the receptionist's voice reached her ears. "Miss Song, President Leng wants you to go up."
A hint of triumph flickered in Song Na's eyes. She stood up and walked directly into the elevator.
Soon, she stood in front of the President's office and knocked on the door.
Quickly, Leng Xunze's deep voice came from inside, "Come in."
Song Na pushed the door open and immediately saw the man sitting in the president's chair, with his outstanding appearance and cold demeanor.
Leng Xunze looked up and asked indifferently, "What do you want?"
Song Na took a few steps forward, her gaze fixed on the man's face, her pupils no longer able to contain anyone else. "Xunze, can our relationship go back to how it was? I miss the happy times we spent together when we were young."
In fact, no matter what, she was destined to win.
But she had loved Leng Xunze for many years, and she wanted to see him show a gentle side to her.
As she finished speaking, Leng Xunze's expression remained calm. "If you're here to talk nonsense, you can leave."
He then lowered his head to look at the documents in his hand.
Song Na's heart instantly sank to the bottom. Unwillingly, she said, "Xunze, I've loved you for so many years, can't you feel it at all?"
Hearing this, Leng Xunze stood up and said plainly, "I am already married. Don't say such things again, or I won't mind making the entire Song family pay for it!"
"You're going to oppose the Song family for Wen Yan?" Song Na was somewhat surprised. Although the Song family's status in the capital was not as high as the Leng family's, in terms of overall strength, the Song family was not weaker than the Leng family.
Leng Xunze said coldly, "If you don't believe me, you can try."
As he spoke, he dialed the intercom. "Come in and escort Miss Song out."
Song Na stood in place, looking at Leng Xunze's usual indifference, and bit her lower lip.
Even if she bit it until it bled, she didn't feel any pain.
A few seconds later, Zuo An entered from outside and walked to Song Na's side. "Miss Song, please."
Song Na gritted her teeth in hatred, cast a deep glance at Leng Xunze, and turned to leave.
She refused to believe that without Wen Yan as an obstacle, she couldn't win this man over.
That fool Wen Ya had several chances to get rid of Wen Yan but failed to seize them, and in the end, she was sent away by Wen Yan.
Truly foolish.
After the room returned to peace, Leng Xunze walked to the large floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the towering buildings, lost in thought.
A moment later, Zuo An's voice came, "President Leng, I have sent Miss Song downstairs."
Leng Xunze grunted, "What's the situation with Ou Ziqing?"
Zuo An respectfully reported, "Ou Ziqing has been in contact with the Feng family these past few days."
Leng Xunze nodded. "Quickly investigate what they are doing. Also, keep an eye on Leng Baichuan and find the whereabouts of the box."
"Yes, President Leng."
He turned around and looked at Zuo An. "Tell me immediately when you find the box."
That box should not have been opened yet. Otherwise, Ou Ziqing would have made a move. Since there was no movement now, it was a good opportunity for him to retrieve the box.
...
Wen Yan drank water while repeatedly watching the covered cameras in the hall and her room.
On the screen, she could only see a woman in a black tight-fitting suit, completely covered, then using a black cloth to cover the cameras.
Judging by her figure, it was a woman.
Just then, the room door was opened from the outside.
Wen Yan looked up and saw Zhuo Feng entering. "Is something wrong?"
Zhuo Feng said, "President Wen, the finance manager is back, but she's here to resign."
Resign?
Wen Yan frowned. "Let her in."
The company just had an incident, and she wanted to resign?
If this matter was truly unrelated to her, and she could cover up the financial deficit, Wen Yan would have no objections to her leaving.
Conversely, she wouldn't let it go so easily.
She had also experienced difficult times, so in most cases, she was willing to understand.
It was precisely because of this that she wanted the finance manager to cover up the deficit herself.
Zuo An said, "Yes."
Just as he was about to turn and leave, Wen Yan spoke, "Put down your current work and find someone to repair the surveillance."
"Okay."
As soon as Zuo An left, the finance manager walked in and said to Wen Yan with some guilt, "President Wen, I want to resign."
Wen Yan looked at her. "You can resign, but have you covered the financial deficit?"
The finance manager's eyes darted away. "It's covered. If there's nothing else, I'll be going."
Wen Yan observed the finance manager's expression and asked tentatively, "Several design drafts were lost from my office. Have you heard about this?"
Upon hearing this, the finance manager's heart trembled, and she denied it. "I'm not very clear. I was on leave. Are you suspecting me, President Wen?"
Wen Yan didn't say anything more and smiled. "I was just asking casually. Didn't you say you were on leave? Let's go."
The finance manager pursed her lips and quickly turned to leave.
No one else could know about this matter. She was afraid of being exposed, so she had specifically changed her clothes.
When she got home, she discovered that one of the earrings she had been wearing was missing.
She didn't know where it had fallen.
She searched everywhere but couldn't find it.
Watching the finance manager leave, Wen Yan had already guessed most of it.
Now, she just needed to wait for Zhuo Feng to repair the surveillance, and she could take action.
At noon.
Wen Yan was eating in the cafeteria when her phone suddenly rang.
She glanced at the caller ID, a smile curled up on her lips, and she answered, "Have you eaten?"
"Not yet. I wanted to wait and eat with my wife. Are you coming over?" Leng Xunze's deep voice carried a hint of tenderness that stirred her heart.
She smiled and tactfully refused, "I have something to deal with later, so I can't come over. Come back early tonight for grilled fish."
Leng Xunze said, "Okay, I'll give you a surprise when you get home tonight."
A surprise?
Wen Yan's hand holding the chopsticks froze. She instinctively asked, "What surprise?"
Leng Xunze preparing a surprise?
Since they got married, she hadn't received any surprises from him.
To be honest, his words made her feel overjoyed.
Leng Xunze's eyes were filled with a smile. "If I tell you, it won't be a surprise anymore."
Wen Yan pouted. Just as she wanted to ask further, Zhuo Feng's call came through.
She put down her chopsticks. "I have something to attend to, so I can't talk to you right now. I'll call you back when I'm done."
"Okay."
Wen Yan stood up, walked out of the cafeteria, and answered Zhuo Feng's call. Upon learning that Zhuo Feng had repaired the surveillance footage, she raised an eyebrow and returned to her office.
Zhuo Feng looked at her. "President Wen, take a look."
Wen Yan grunted. "Go eat."
Zhuo Feng nodded and left the office.
Wen Yan sat in her chair, opened the complete surveillance footage, and watched it carefully.