"Brother-in-law, my sister is gone?"
As soon as he returned to the private room, Xia Xueqing eagerly surrounded him.
Even though Song Qiao and his wife had divorced, she hadn't changed her address for a while.
"She's gone."
Song Qiao smiled calmly and responded lightly.
Xia Xueqing couldn't help but show a flicker of guilt in her eyes.
"Alas, I have indeed wronged my sister in this matter."
"I hope she won't hate me in the future."
This was the first time Song Qiao had seen Xia Xueqing blame herself, and he couldn't help but chuckle.
He then joked, "What, you don't have the courage to bear the consequences of what you've done now?"
As soon as he said this, Xia Xueqing's face turned crimson with embarrassment.
She angrily patted Song Qiao's chest and chided, "You annoying guy, now you're making fun of me."
Seeing Xia Xueqing's face turn red to her ears,
Song Qiao felt even more amused. He gently patted her shoulder with his right hand.
Ultimately, he didn't say anything more.
For some reason, in these few playful words, Xia Xueqing's heavy and guilty mood improved considerably.
...
That night, Song Qiao didn't deliberately resist the alcohol.
Soon, he and Liu Dong were both completely drunk.
In the end, it was Xia Xueqing who took him back to the villa and took meticulous care of him all night.
"Mmm"
"It smells so good"
A fragrance of food wafted over, and Song Qiao slowly woke up from his sleep.
He saw that Xia Xueqing had already prepared two small dishes and was now making porridge in the kitchen.
"You drunkard, you're finally awake."
"Hurry up and wash up. You drank so much last night, you need to drink more porridge to nourish your stomach."
Xia Xueqing raised her small fist.
She chased Song Qiao into the washroom.
"Xueqing, thank you so much for last night."
Song Qiao scratched his head and said somewhat sheepishly.
He had been so drunk last night that he must have tired Xia Xueqing out.
"Then how do you plan to thank me, brother-in-law?"
Xia Xueqing smiled slyly and gave Song Qiao a seductive glance.
This made Song Qiao, who had just woken up, feel quite awkward.
"Forget it, I won't make it difficult for you. This afternoon, you have to accompany me to the newly opened mall in our city to buy clothes."
Xia Xueqing handed the bowl of porridge she had just served to Song Qiao, pouting her lips as if she might cry if Song Qiao refused.
"Okay, okay, I'll go with you. Whatever clothes you like, I'll cover it, brother-in-law."
Song Qiao raised his hands in surrender, helpless.
"That's more like it. I knew brother-in-law was the best."
Xia Xueqing then grinned, looking like she had succeeded in her scheme.
...
At noon that day, Song Qiao and Xia Xueqing arrived at the newly opened mall.
Xia Xueqing was clearly in high spirits, constantly pulling Song Qiao around inside and picking out several outfits she was satisfied with.
"Oh, who do I see here? It's President Song and his sister-in-law."
Just as the two were enjoying themselves, Mo Ling's unpleasant voice suddenly came from behind them.
"Song Qiao, do you know why your wife divorced you? It's because you were too overconfident."
"You actually dared to think of going against our Glorious Group."
"If I were your wife, I would quickly distance myself from you to avoid being implicated in the end."
Song Qiao was already tired of this disgusting woman who seemed to appear everywhere.
Hearing her voice now made his skin crawl.
"Whether I divorce or not is none of your business, Mo Ling. I don't fancy women like you."
"You really have too much time on your hands."
Song Qiao retorted indifferently, then turned and pulled Xia Xueqing far away.
He left Mo Ling flustered and stomping her feet angrily.
...
However, things always happen by coincidence.
The moment they went up to the second floor men's wear section, they ran into Wu Meng, who was also shopping.
"I didn't expect to run into you two here."
Wu Meng pursed her lips and chuckled. She had known for a long time that there was something going on between Xia Xueqing and Song Qiao.
Now that Song Qiao had divorced her best friend, she certainly wouldn't interfere.
"Do you want to pick out some business attire? I happened to have taken fashion design abroad."
"To repay you for saving my life at the shooting range last time, I'll help you pick out some clothes today."
"I guarantee they will complement your temperament."
Wu Meng said with a smile, and without waiting for their consent, she led Xia Xueqing and Song Qiao to the suit section.
As fate would have it.
Unexpectedly, Wu Run was also there.
At this moment, she was arm in arm with a rich young master who looked rather rowdy, picking out clothes.
As soon as she saw Wu Meng, it was like enemies meeting, and her face turned red.
She directly pulled the rich young master and followed them.
"Oh, my dear cousin, you've become so rich now that you dare to come to the mall to pick out clothes."
"When you were young, didn't you always wear ten-yuan street stall clothes?"
Wu Run's sharp and sarcastic voice made Wu Meng frown deeply.
"Did you not check the almanac before going out today? How can I bump into a mad dog everywhere?"
Xia Xueqing immediately retorted without any mercy.
Wu Meng ignored her and took out her card, preparing to pay for the selected clothes and leave.
However, the waiter, who had been respectful and polite just moments ago, was now cautiously surrounding the rich young master.
This person was none other than Su Zhe, the son of the mall owner.
These waiters were skilled at changing their allegiance.
He glared coldly at Gao Meng and said, "We don't sell our merchandise to beggars like you."
Wu Meng was stunned for a moment, and when she realized what was happening, she became furious.
"What kind of customer service attitude is this? Am I not going to pay you? If you don't sell to me today, I will definitely report you."
"Hmph, do as you please. I'm telling you now, since you are an enemy of my Runrun, all the shops in this mall will not sell anything to you."
Su Zhe snorted disdainfully from the side, mocking Wu Meng.
"Sell it or not, I don't care."
Wu Meng trembled with anger, dropped the clothes, and prepared to leave with Song Qiao and Xia Xueqing.
This was their mall, and if they really refused to sell, there was nothing they could do.
It was better to leave quickly, as there were plenty of other malls.
If they stayed any longer and were provoked further, and Song Qiao's temper flared up, it would be difficult to resolve the situation.
This was Su Zhe's territory, and a rash conflict would likely result in a huge loss.
"Oh, leaving already? I told you, street stall clothes suit you better."
Wu Run continued to be sarcastic from the side, looking like a victorious rooster.
"Bang!"
However, before she could finish speaking.
She was suddenly kicked several meters away, and a mouthful of blood spurted from her mouth.
"You ungrateful wretch, I couldn't be bothered with you, but I didn't expect you to be so persistent."
"Since no one is disciplining you, I will."
Song Qiao slowly retracted his leg and said dismissively.