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"Compensation? President Song, this isn't your style!" Qing Wenyu looked at Song Zhenbao with a hint of skepticism in her eyes. "But since you've signed, I suppose you have a way to resolve it."
Song Zhenbao was infuriated by Qing Wenyu's attitude, gritting her teeth. After two years, she finally understood that Qing Wenyu had always regarded her merely as a business partner. Although there were occasional signs of concern, they were superficial.
She had just been injured while protecting him, and he immediately repaid her kindness. Every time he brought her meals or visited, it created an illusion of intimacy. But once she was discharged from the hospital, he treated her like a capable woman to be utilized.
Though she didn't want to admit it, she clearly realized that he had no other thoughts about her. No matter how charming she was or how captivating her cold demeanor, he remained oblivious.
He was a man who kept his promises and responsibilities. Perhaps only when Song Pearl was gone would he truly see her existence.
"Thank you for your trust; I can certainly handle it myself. It's just a snake, not a big deal!" Song Zhenbao smiled lightly and stared at Qing Wenyu. "Wen Yu, I want to ask you, if this were Song Pearl, how would you handle it?"
"Pearl wouldn't do anything unreasonable," Qing Wenyu replied thoughtfully with a smile.
"Is wanting to sell a snake unreasonable?" Song Zhenbao scoffed, her once sweet face now lacking its usual charm. "Have you never seen my worth? I brought a large sum of money to help your business; don't you understand my intentions?"
"Treasure," Qing Wenyu straightened up and put down his pen, looking at Song Zhenbao with a serious expression. "Have you forgotten why you came to invest? You wanted revenge on Jin Mai, and you felt guilty towards Wu Qiang and his daughter. How did it turn into helping me after two years?"
"Do you really not understand?" Tears welled up in Song Zhenbao's eyes. She walked over to Qing Wenyu, leaned down to meet his gaze, and asked, "Or are you pretending not to understand? Have you never felt my feelings for you?"
"I'm sorry, I'm already married." Qing Wenyu stood up and walked to the window to look outside at the scenery—blue skies dotted with white clouds that drifted like torn cotton.
"Then I just need one answer," Song Zhenbao followed him to the window, almost pressing against him as she blocked his view. "If there were no Song Pearl, would you marry me?"
Qing Wenyu looked at her, his gaze deep and silent for a long time.
His life trajectory had always been arranged by Qing Yuansheng. He didn't care who he married—whether it was Hong Xinran, Song Zhenbao, or Song Pearl. There was no difference.
What he could offer was the responsibility of marriage; once married, he would take care of her without betrayal or harm, ensuring that whoever became his wife would live well.
"Yes. Isn't that right?" Seeing Qing Wenyu's silence, Song Zhenbao's eyes sparkled with brilliance. She lowered her head and smiled, "You don't need to answer; I already know from your silence."
She smiled happily, "Knowing what you think in your heart makes my trip worthwhile. I have to get back to work~"
She turned and left like the wind, her high heels tapping a cheerful rhythm on the floor.
Qing Wenyu silently watched her close the door behind her.
The office door opened and closed again as Song Zhenbao returned.
Qing Wenyu withdrew his gaze from the building below and looked at her, "Is there something else?"
"I came back just to tell you," Song Zhenbao said, leaning against the doorframe with her arms crossed, "Zhang Yunye is here, currently at the Resort's Ecological Aquaculture Farm. He might be sitting there drinking tea with Song Pearl! I feel like his feelings for Pearl are quite special. You care about your marriage; I wonder if she can keep her heart safe!"
After finishing, Song Zhenbao pretended not to notice Qing Wenyu's sharp gaze and quickly disappeared from his sight.
After she left, Qing Wenyu thought for a moment and then took out his phone to dial Song Pearl's number. The phone rang for a long time before it was answered. "What’s up?"
"Can't I call you if there's nothing going on?"
"I'm busy right now; there's something!"
"Nothing important."
Qing Wenyu hung up the phone.
Song Pearl put down her phone, muttering in confusion, and continued chatting with Zhang Yunye.
"I just want to know what you do," she asked.
"I do everything; I've been your bodyguard for many years, as I've told you before." His voice carried a hint of playfulness.
"But you can spot a magical creature around me. I want to ask what that creature looks like..."
"You told me that you are a Fish Demon~ You haven't forgotten, have you?" Zhang Yunye exaggeratedly looked at Song Pearl, "Your amnesia is over; you can't fool me!"
"I'm being serious with you." Song Pearl was a bit impatient, "I want to know what kind of monster you discovered?"
"Alright, I found a snake demon, but upon returning this time, I realized I was wrong. That snake is not a demon; the real demon has already escaped." A helpless smile appeared on Zhang Yunye's face.
"I know you are a Fish Demon, but you are no longer one since you regained your memory. Besides, isn't it great that you're living well now?"
"Thank you." Song Pearl habitually bit her lip, "There is a White Cat that has been haunting me. If you really have the ability, get rid of it!"
"My skills are still shallow; I haven't detected any extra demons. If it harms anyone, I will deal with it." Zhang Yunye nodded.
"Good!" Song Pearl smiled, "You won't suddenly leave this time, right? My dad was very happy to see you. If you have time, I hope you can spend more time with him!"
"I have some matters to attend to, but I won't be leaving for now. It's just that someone might be eager for me to leave quickly!" Zhang Yunye's cheerful laughter rang out as he kicked a stone at his feet, sending it rolling down and hitting someone on the foot.
Qing Wenyu had just started to head up the mountain when he heard the joyful laughter. He looked up just in time to see a stone flying and landing at his feet.
"What are you two so happy about?" He stopped and looked at the approaching pair, suddenly feeling that his action was unnecessary. Song Pearl and Zhang Yunye felt more like siblings than a couple to him.
Song Pearl's temperament suited a deep and generous man like him.
"Wen Yu, what brings you here?" Song Pearl was somewhat surprised but then seemed to understand, "Is it about selling that snake?"
"Yes." Qing Wenyu turned his head awkwardly, "That snake is a mechanical pet; why didn't you tell Song Zhenbao? She has already signed a contract with someone."
"I never considered it a mechanical pet."
Qing Wenyu laughed, "A snake that can change at will—if it's not a high-tech product, then it's a demon. There are no demons in this world, so it must be a mechanical snake."
He smiled as he looked at Zhang Yunye, who was standing next to Song Pearl, "Did he give you that snake? Remember when we encountered it together on the back mountain? It even saved our lives; I fainted from its bright red tongue..."
"Did he give it to you?" Song Pearl also looked at Zhang Yunye, as she had never thought about this question before. "Did you get it yourself?"
"Qing Wenyu, you really are something," Zhang Yunye said as he locked eyes with Qing Wenyu. "How much have you investigated me?"
"Not much, just know that you were entrusted by my father-in-law to protect my wife, and you've been tasked with causing me trouble!" Qing Wenyu smirked. "The funding behind Song Zhenbao also comes from you..."
Both of them were tall, but Zhang Yunye was a bit leaner; however, his presence was not inferior to Qing Wenyu's.
"You really found out!" Zhang Yunye did not seem embarrassed by being exposed; he still wore a calm and ethereal smile.
Song Pearl stared wide-eyed at the two of them.
"What do you mean? What trouble did my dad ask you to cause?" She grabbed Qing Wenyu's arm while her gaze remained on Zhang Yunye.
"It's nothing; none of this is important," Qing Wenyu said as he wrapped his arm around her waist and walked toward the car.
"We're going to see my dad; I need to get to the bottom of this," Song Pearl said, a hint of contemplation flashing in her eyes.
"Don't get worked up, and don't blame your dad. Let me explain!" Zhang Yunye followed them from behind...
Wu Qiang was at home cooking in an apron. Hearing the noise, he leaned out from the kitchen. "What a nice day! Why are the three of you here together?"
He asked with a smile.
"Dad, I need to talk to you," Song Pearl said as she left the two men and entered the kitchen, closing the door behind her.
Wu Qiang looked at Song Pearl curiously and asked, "What's going on? Did those two fight in front of you?"
"Fight? Isn't that what you wanted?" Song Pearl looked at Wu Qiang with some disappointment. "Dad, you've never thought highly of my marriage, which is fine, but why do you want to find ways to ruin it? Don't you want to see me happy?"
"Pearl, you already know!" Wu Qiang sighed and sat down on a nearby chair.
"Not that I know, but Qing Wenyu already knows." Song Pearl revealed an uncontrollable sadness in her usually calm eyes. "It turns out you have been setting traps for him all along, pretending to be pitiful. How am I supposed to face him from now on?"
"Pearl," Wu Qiang looked at Song Pearl kindly, "Even though I have set traps for him, his career is still thriving. Is there anything wrong with me testing my son-in-law as a father-in-law?"
"Why did you send Song Zhenbao to his side? Since you are so powerful, you could have kept Song Zhenbao as far away as possible, yet you secretly supported her in breaking us apart!"
Song Pearl lowered her head, her feelings of disappointment beyond words.
"Song Zhenbao is the biggest threat to your marriage, even threatening your life. I feel at ease only by keeping her under my watch. With her around, if Qing Wenyu is insincere, it will be easy to find out. I just want to protect you."
Wu Qiang rested his chin on his hand and spoke slowly.
"But your way of protecting me is too excessive. We have been trying to maintain our marriage with all our hearts, and now we suddenly find out that the external disturbances come from the people closest to us. How can I accept that?"
"Pearl, I'm sorry. Dad was wrong!" Wu Qiang lowered his head. "I will apologize to Qing Wenyu. But the troubles brought by Song Zhenbao can only be resolved by you two!" (To be continued...)
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