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Song Yuqiao was taken away by police

  The recording of the competition was at 3:30 in the afternoon, but after lunch, Song Yuqiao and Zheng Qing, along with Jia Ge's staff, began to check some basic setup conditions on the competition site. Some advertisers were also allocated within the venue according to their sponsorship amount.

  Lu Jingzhong and others, as high-level executives of Jia Ge, do not often appear in the company. They only need to gather collectively when there are urgent matters to be handled, assign tasks, and spend the rest of their time managing their own family businesses. Li Yu took over his family's wedding jewelry company, while Zhou Yue opened a psychological counseling agency based on his interests. Liang Xiaoliu, who was idle, opened a restaurant.

  But now Lu Jingzhong must preside over this grand election, all because of his elder brother Pei Yibai and Pei Sicong's entrustment.

  Pei Yibai called first and said: "Xiao Wu, you'll have to work hard for a while in the company, take care of Song Yuqiao, and ask Liang Xiaoliu to help you."

  Then Pei Si Cheng also made a call: "Xiao Wu, Song Yu Qiao is there, don't let her get tired."

  Lu Jingzhong guaranteed: "I definitely can't let San Jie get tired, even if I'm tired, I won't let her get tired......San Ge, have I and Jia Yin performed together on the same stage? Has San Jie asked for your permission?"

  "No." Pei Si threw over two words, directly extinguishing the small spark in Lu Jing's heart.

  So, Song Yuqiao followed Zheng Qing to inspect the venue and discuss details, when he was called into the office by Lu Jingzhong's secretary.

  "Director Lu, you're looking for me? Something's up?" Song Yuqiao asked.

  Lu Jing tapped the desktop and said: "You sit down first. The proposal you mentioned last time, tell me again."

  "What proposal?" Song Yuqiao furrowed her brow, unable to recall which proposal for a moment, as she had made many suggestions on the design draft.

  Lu Jing cleared his throat, "It was you who proposed that I should be on the same stage as Jia Yun again in the last promotion match of the second round..."

  Song Yuqiao immediately thought of it, "Oh, yes, I did have such a proposal. This is a great publicity point for the talent show competition. I dare not say that every game will have a high point in terms of ratings, but the episode where you and Jia Yin appeared will be the peak of ratings," she said, taking out a planning draft from the file folder beside her, "President Lu, take a look."

  Lu Jingchong took over the planning draft and looked at some of the details on it.

  For example, the first time they shared the same stage was three years ago. Jia Yin was still his intern at that time and wore a red skirt on stage. He had just finished singing and dancing to jazz, wearing black performance attire. He sang while Jia Yin played the piano, and together they performed Lu Jing's hit song "候鸟" (Waiting for Birds). This time, Song Yuqiao's design was exactly the same as three years ago, it was as if he wanted to fulfill his dream again. Moreover, Xuegao and Yanyan had always wanted to listen live but never had the chance.

  Song Yuqiao saw Lu Jing looking at him so carefully and already had a plan in mind, asking: "So, does that mean you've agreed?"

  Lu Jingzhong closed the draft and said, "I disagree."

  Song Yuqiao: "......"

  Why mention it again? And looking at this plan for so long, I really don't understand. It's clearly written on her face that she wants to very much, did she misread it?

  "There's nothing else, I'll go first, and there's still an hour before the game starts."

  Lu Jing nodded seriously.

  When Song Yuqiao came to the door, Lu Jingzhong supported his forehead and rubbed his hair up and down in disorder.

  Just then, Song Yuqiao opened the door again and happened to see Lu Jingzhong's action, "......Uh, Director Lu, I forgot my file."

  "Uh-huh."

  Lu Jingzhong leaned back against the back of the boss's chair, his hands clasped together on his legs, as if he had just messed up his own hair and only Song Yuqiao had seen it.

  After closing the door, Song Yuqiao shrugged and the second round of competition would last for three weeks, she had plenty of time to persuade him.

  Then, all three judges came over, and the most eye-catching one was Zhang Menglin.

  Zhang Menglin wore a Bohemian-style long dress, and also brought a wide-brimmed sun hat. The more eye-catching she was, the more people thought she had just returned from a seaside resort vacation.

  Zhang Menglin saw Song Yuqiao and smiled as she greeted her: "Sister Yuqiao, are you in charge of the advertisement for this competition?"

  Many staff members' eyes were cast over here, wondering how such an unknown employee could know this celebrity.

  Song Yuqiao just smiled: "Yes, the makeup artist over there is ready, you all go over."

  She would rather not get involved with Zhang Menglin, knowing this kind of person is no good.

  At this time, the makeup room was short-handed. It was thought that the three stars who were serving as judges would come one by one, but unexpectedly they all came together like they had made an appointment, arriving within five minutes of each other. Other makeup artists would need at least twenty minutes to rush over, so Song Yuqiao went to help out.

  First, Song Yuqiao went to the makeup room and was arranged for Zhang Menglin to style her hair.

  But it wasn't difficult at all, as she just had to stand behind Zhang Menglin with a curling iron and simply curl the underside of her hair according to the stylist's instructions.

  Zhang Menglin was lowering her head to play with her phone, seemingly unaware that the person styling her hair behind her had changed. Song Yuqiao was using clips to fix her hair layer by layer, when Zhang Menglin suddenly exclaimed: "Can't you do things right? You're pulling my scalp!"

  Song Yuqiao's movements in her hand paused for a moment.

  The stylist over there has already come over.

  Zhang Menglin turned her face, as if she had just seen that it was Song Yuqiao: "Ah, it's actually Sister Yuqiao, I didn't notice at all... It's okay," she explained to the stylist for a couple of sentences, "Let Sister Yuqiao help me with my hair."

  Song Yuqiao wet Zhang Menglin's hair with water and then used a curling iron.

  Zhang Menglin also stopped playing with her phone and chatted with Song Yuqiao.

  "Qiao Jie, I think your light makeup looks great! Let the makeup artist do this makeup for me later, it's also photogenic."

  Song Yuqiao didn't say a word, she now completely doesn't want to waste her breath on Zhang Menglin, just wanting to do the work in her hands well, treating Zhang Menglin as a crow that keeps making noise.

  "Yo Qiao Jie, have you become mute? Why aren't you speaking?" Zhang Menglin smiled and said, "I just feel that Hua Zhen is not a good match for my brother-in-law, but you are the most suitable one. Hua Zhen looks like an uneducated woman, look at this bruise on my face, it was caused by her last time and still hasn't healed yet. You're actually friends with such a person, ah, birds of a feather flock together, people gather with their own kind... Qiao Jie, you must stay away from this kind of person..."

  Song Yuqiao splashed too much water when she was playing with water, and the water droplets fell on Zhang Menglin's back of her neck. She couldn't help but frown: "Was it intentional?"

  Is this intentional?

  Song Yuqiao sneered inwardly and used the scorching straightening iron to clamp Zhang Menglin's curly hair, intentionally not spraying water, then lingered on her hair for over ten seconds until a burnt smell was detected.

  "Where is it burnt?"

  Zhang Menglin suddenly jumped up when she realized it was her own hair, and the phone on her thigh fell to the ground with a loud crash, shattering the screen.

  "Song Yuqiao, what do you want to do, are you looking for death?!" Zhang Menglin was so angry that she forgot about her own image and spoke recklessly, touching the back of her head where her hair had been completely burnt.

  Song Yuqiao gave a harmless smile, and directly put the hair clip on the shelf next to her. "I'm clumsy with my hands, I'm not good at doing this kind of fine work, I'd better go move the lamp stand instead."

  After she finished speaking, she ignored what others said beside her and turned around to leave without any hesitation.

  ………………

  Half an hour before the game started, the audience had arrived one after another. The three judges sat down in the judges' seats. Song Yuqiao and Zheng Qing stood in the first row of the audience seats, taking a look at the overall effect.

  Zhang Menglin's hair clip is so ugly.

  Song Yuqiao couldn't help but burst out laughing.

  Zheng Qing had also heard about what happened in the dressing room. Now looking at Zhang Menglin's hair, "Was it you who messed with it?"

  "How can this be trouble? I'm seriously doing her hair."

  Song Yuqiao was very serious, especially picking Zhang Menglin's middle hair, close to the top of her head, which couldn't be cut off and could only be tied up or covered with a card. However, there were still bruises on Zhang Menglin's face from Huazhen's previous hit with a metal ruler, which couldn't be completely covered by makeup and had to be covered by hair at the zygomatic bone area, and some loose powder was applied, under the light of the lamp, it was basically invisible.

  Indeed, that pink card on Zhang Menglin's head was like a toad with a pink bow tied around its head.

  Song Yuqiao laughed at his own analogy.

  In fact, Song Yuqiao has participated in such recording variety shows until now, and only then did she realize that the judges' words were actually scripted beforehand. Who should say what, how to create laughter and tears, which link is the climax of the whole program.

  Otherwise, it's like Zhang Menglin, a minor star who needs Pei Si to act as her guardian, and it's impossible for a dog to spit out ivory.

  Zheng Qing went to the back to answer the phone, and Song Yuqiao was standing at the exit of the backstage. The lights in front were flashing on and off, and a young man was singing a fast song on stage with his own rock band behind him. When Song Yuqiao saw the drum set, he got excited, his hands itched, and he really wanted to sit down behind the drums and play a few beats himself.

  The song is very dynamic and has a strong rhythmic feel, the atmosphere of the whole scene is mobilized, Song Yuqiao feels that the floor under her feet is slightly trembling.

  However, the sound quality of this little guy on stage is not good. Song Yuqiao thinks that if Lu Jingzhong sings this fast song again, the effect will be several times better. After all, Lu Jingzhong's metallic tone is very suitable for songs with strong explosive power.

  Why doesn't he want to be on stage with Jia Yin again?

  Song Yuqiao fell into deep thought and didn't notice that a figure was slowly approaching from behind.

  Pei Si walked to the back of Song Yuqiao, looking at her dazed expression with her eyes fixed on the stage, and couldn't help but curl up the corners of his lips. He didn't disturb Song Yuqiao, just standing behind her side, watching to see when she would discover him if he didn't make a sound.

  Then, he really didn't have any sense of presence at all. Three minutes later, until the host announced the next song and the contestant went on stage, Song Yuqiao still hadn't noticed that someone was standing behind him.

  Pei Si took out his phone and dialed Song Yuqiao's number with a shortcut.

  Song Yuqiao only then took out his mobile phone from the pocket of his clothes, looked at the name on the screen, and his finger that wanted to slide down to answer hesitated for a moment before directly pressing hang up.

  Pei Si Cheng: “......”

  He took a step forward, close to Song Yuqiao's ear, and whispered: "Hanging up when you see my call is not a good habit."

  Song Yuqiao's whole body was startled, and she let out a short cry of "ah", but it was quickly drowned out by the sound of the music.

  The sound was really too loud, Pei Suicheng stuck his lips to Song Yuqiao's ear and said, "It's too noisy, come to the back."

  As he spoke, he pulled Song Yuqiao's hand over, not letting her struggle free, and pulled her into a storage room, blocking out the noise from outside with the door panel. Only then did he smile and say, "Got a guilty conscience?"

  "You're the one who's been playing tricks here!" Song Yuqiao directly knocked away Pei Cheng's hand, turned around and was about to open the door of the storage room to leave, but was preempted by Pei Cheng, who had already shifted his body position, blocking the doorway, grasping Song Yuqiao's waist with one hand, and lifting her chin with the other, making her look directly at him, her eyes unable to evade anywhere.

  "Let me out." Song Yuqiao dodged Pei Cheng's gaze.

  "Hug me and I'll let you go." Pei Si's mouth corner was raised with a sly smile, and his fingers lightly lifted Song Yuqiao's chin, looking very much like he was flirting.

  Yes, Pei Si Cheng is indeed flirting.

  He just likes to tease Song Yuqiao from time to time, making Song Yuqiao's face flush and her heart beat faster, with a red glow on both cheeks that makes people want to pinch them.

  Song Yuqiao deeply felt that Pei Shicheng was a big cat who needed people to stroke his fur, and if you didn't stroke him in the direction he wanted, he would suddenly become a tiger.

  Her hand hanging by her side flew quickly around Pei Sheng's waist, just about to let go when Pei Sheng had already pressed down on her arms wrapped around his own waist. He then leaned in and lowered his head, kissing Song Yuqiao's lips.

  It wasn't until now, after lunch and drinking some soup at noon, that Song Yuqiao hadn't had a sip of water all afternoon, so her lips were a bit dry. Pei Si Cheng gently touched the tip of his tongue to her lips, moistening them with the saliva between their lips. The tip of his tongue hooked onto the small tongue hiding in Song Yuqiao's mouth, entwining for a while until she was slightly out of breath, and her black eyes seemed to be veiled with a layer of mist before he finally released her lips and kissed her cheek instead.

  Song Yuqiao directly bit Pei Si Cheng's chin as soon as his lips parted.

  The bite wasn't light, at least his teeth had left a mark on his chin that would take some time to wear off.

  Pei Si touched the tooth mark on his chin and smiled: "What's this...?"

  Song Yuqiao directly drilled out of Pei Su's arms and opened the door from behind, "Give you a cover."

  "Have I proven myself to be your person?"

  Pei Si stretched out his hand to pull Song Yuqiao, but unexpectedly Song Yuqiao was on guard this time and slipped away smoothly from under his arm.

  He stood at the door of the storage room, with his arms around him, watching Song Yuqiao hurry away for a few steps, and couldn't help but smile at the corners of his mouth, shaking his head.

  Liang Xiaoliu, hiding in the dark, was pressing the shutter of his camera, taking pictures non-stop.

  Is this Song Yuqiao really making our Third Brother wear a green hat?

  No, why does this person's back look so much like Pei San Ge?

  Liang Xiaoliu's eyes were about to pop out - could it be that Pei San had a twin brother? Or was she seeing things?

  Wait, isn't this Pei San Ge?

  ………………

  Song Yuqiao walked out from the dark and touched her lips with her fingertips, the moist lip seemed to still retain the temperature of Pei Si's scorching hot lips, her heartbeat had gradually stabilized, and her breathing rose and fell.

  Zheng Qing came over to find her and said something about the location of a new advertisement, Song Yuqiao then gathered her thoughts and followed Zheng Qing to the back stage.

  The basic design has been finalized and the front-end is almost complete.

  Song Yuqiao didn't go to the front desk again, and waited for a while in the back office. Pei Suchong and Lu Jingchong had already arrived and were negotiating with the TV station's director.

  Lu Jingzhong called Zheng Qing and the person in charge of Jia Ge's department to go over together. The station head asked a few questions, such as inserting advertisements in between.

  Song Yuqiao stood behind Zheng Qing, holding a file folder in her hand, so that whenever Zheng Qing needed any documents, she could hand them over immediately.

  Pei Su Cheng and Song Yu Qiao stood facing each other, their eyes seemingly fixed on the wall behind, yet constantly brushing against Song Yu Qiao's face with an air of uncertainty. Song Yu Qiao felt his face grow hot from being looked at, so he shifted his gaze away.

  As they were speaking, the crowd in front dispersed.

  "Brother-in-law, you've arrived!"

  Originally all was calm and peaceful, but Song Yuqiao heard the first sentence, which was Zhang Menglin's voice, seemingly swallowing a fly.

  Zhang Menglin walked directly to Pei Su's side, the pink card on her head shining brightly near the top of her head, extremely eye-catching.

  Pei Si Cheng glanced at her hair and asked: "This hairstyle..."

  Zhang Menglin interrupted Pei Su's words, "It's not because someone deliberately ruined my hair and the stylist had to help me pin up a card to cover it."

  She said, staring fiercely at Song Yuqiao, the meaning in her eyes was already self-evident.

  Song Yuqiao pretended he hadn't seen it and lowered his head to look at the file in his hand.

  Lu Jingzhong immediately knew that it was Song Yuqiao who had styled Zhang Menglin's hair like this, and he didn't know how Pei Sang would handle the situation.

  "Looks great, who helped you with this hairstyle? This style is nice, you should get a raise."

  Zhang Menglin: "......"

  ………………

  After the game, Zheng Qing and Song Yu returned to the company to make a summary report to the supervisor.

  Pei Su's gaze towards Song Yuqiao was very deep, from the moment they parted ways, he had been staring at her, and even when Song Yuqiao turned her back to him, she could still feel the warmth of his gaze.

  Song Yuqiao had no choice but to say to Zheng Qing: "You go back to the company first, I have something to do, and I'll be there later."

  Zheng Qing raised an eyebrow, "Alright then."

  After Zheng Qing left, there weren't many people in the corridor anymore. Song Yuqiao then walked towards Pei Si Cheng and asked, "Is there anything else?"

  Pei Su Cheng couldn't help but laugh when he heard Song Yu Qiao's tone: "Are you blaming me for having too many things on my mind?"

  "I wouldn't dare, you say go east, I don't even dare go west." Song Yuqiao's tone was laced with a hint of sourness.

  Pei Si leaned in close to Song Yu Qiao's waist, lowering his head and moving closer to Song Yu Qiao's face.

  Song Yuqiao parted ways with him.

  "I'm just smelling, can't smell the acid," Pei Si changed to hold Song Yuqiao's hand and walked towards the elevator, "I know you're thinking of Zhang Menglin, her sister entrusted her to me before she died, let me take care of her until she grows up."

  Song Yuqiao was startled in her heart and raised her head to look at Pei Si Cheng.

  I heard from Huazheng before that Zhang Mengxue was going to get married and have children with Pei Si Cheng, but then something unexpected happened to Zhang Mengxue, so she entrusted her only younger sister Zhang Menglin to Pei Si Cheng's care.

  It seems this is true.

  But is Zhang Mengxue really dead?

  "Was Zhang Mengxue your fiancée?"

  Song Yuqiao hesitated, wondering whether or not to ask, but in the end she asked anyway, lowering her eyelids, yet her heart skipped a beat.

  Pei Shicheng said: "No."

  Song Yuqiao let out a sigh of relief at Pei Shichen's denial.

  As the two got on the elevator, not far behind, Zhang Menglin took a look at the photo she had just taken on her phone. The figures of Pei Si Cheng and Song Yu Qiao were very clear. She sneered and put it away.

  Now with these things and the information about Song Yuqiao she had secretly investigated, it was enough.

  Just wait for an appropriate time and send it to Hua Zhuan.

  Isn't she a good friend? She actually wants to see if it's true that Song Yuqiao snatched the man you've been chasing for three years, what would you do.

  Will our friendship last forever?

  Hehe, Zhang Menglin put away her phone and smiled, waiting for a good show.

  After Zhang Menglin went downstairs, it seemed like there was no one in the corridor again.

  In just three seconds, Liang Xiaoliu had already walked out from the side shadow of the safe passage behind him, flipping through the photos in his camera. Clearly, it was a clear photo of Zhang Menglin's face, even including her sneaky movements.

  If this photo of Zhang Menglin's private life is leaked online, it will definitely cause a huge stir.

  It's also for Xiao Wu Ge's sake that this talent show has gained momentum.

  Mantis catches cicada, but sparrow is behind?

  Li Xiaoliu took out his mobile phone and dialed a number, "Third Brother, the photo of you and Third Sister-in-law in the corridor was just taken by Zhang Menglin. Do you want me to find someone to delete it?"

  "Suit yourself."

  Liáng Yì was somewhat bewildered.

  What does "looking at it" mean? Don't delete it?

  Hanging up Pei's phone call, Liang Yi went upstairs to Lu Jingzhong's office and told him about it.

  Lu Jingzhong said: "Third brother means that you don't need to worry about this matter. Zhang Menglin wants to do what, he is very clear."

  Liang Yi let out an "oh" and paced back and forth in front of his desk, muttering to himself for half a day.

  Lu Jing looked at Liang Yi and saw that he had something to say, so he rubbed his brow: "Speak."

  Liang Yi's face suddenly lit up with a smile, his lips red and teeth white like a young boy. "Fifth Brother, can't you really lend me the ice cream to play with for two days?"

  Lu Jingzhong: "...... You've gone too far!"

  ………………

  Pei Su Cheng drove and sent Song Yu Qiao to the entrance. Song Yu Qiao unfastened his seatbelt and said, "I'm off."

  "Wait," Pei Si grasped Song Yuqiao's wrist, "how long?"

  Song Yuqiao said: "It should be more than half an hour, you don't need to wait for me downstairs, I will take a taxi back by myself."

  "I've made an appointment with a gynecologist at the hospital. I'll first go back to Peishi for a bit, it's just half an hour away, and then I'll give you a call when I arrive, and you can come downstairs."

  Pei Si Cheng really thought of everything for Song Yu Qiao, thinking about what to do first and what to do later, afraid that something might happen to her.

  Song Yuqiao's heart skipped a beat, "Mm, okay."

  It is also necessary to check why it was diagnosed as infertility, but now it is pregnant, which means that the result of the previous test was wrong.

  Song Yuqiao walked into the elevator and pressed the button. Her phone rang, it was her sister Song Shuying.

  It's been many days since I last contacted my sister and also haven't returned to Jinshui apartment.

  She answered the phone, and her sister said on the other end: "Yuqiao, mom just called me and asked me to go abroad with her for a while. I told her that I've found a job at a securities company and am now in Singapore doing risk investment for someone."

  "Sister, even if you're making it up, there's no need to be so out of tune," Song Yuqiao rubbed his forehead, "You're a medical student, when did you start trading stocks? Mom won't believe it at all."

  "You don't need to worry about this, mom already believes me. But she might call you to verify what I said, just make sure your story is consistent with mine and that's it, you don't need to do anything else."

  "Alright."

  Song Yuqiao didn't know what his sister was thinking, but since he hadn't heard his mother say that she would be coming back from Canada, it meant that Er Yi had not yet told their mother about Song Shuying's pregnancy.

  I was still worried about my sister, now I'm pregnant too, these things are really one after another.

  Song Yuqiao arrived at the office, Zheng Qing was having a headache making a document. Song Yuqiao quickly stepped forward and replaced Zheng Qing in front of the computer, first working together to sort out a document, preparing to send it to the supervisor.

  Zheng Qing asked while binding the materials in his hand: "Did Lu Jingrong agree to share the stage in the last game?"

  Song Yuqiao shook his head: "No, but I will try."

  She thinks that sometimes it's still necessary to go through the back door, for example, to tell Peis and let off some steam.

  While Zheng Qing went to the general manager's office, Song Yuqiao went to the rest room and called Pei Si Cheng, telling him about the incident of Lu Jingzhong and Jia Yin being on the same stage.

  "But I went and said it twice, and Director Lu said no," Song Yuqiao said. "Aren't you the third brother of Lu Xiaowu? Can you help me persuade him?"

  Pei Si Cheng rarely heard Song Yu Qiao say such a coquettish sentence, as if the feathers on his heartstrings had been gently brushed.

  "Alright, how will you repay me?"

  Song Yuqiao was taken aback, she had actually forgotten. How could Pei Si Cheng forget such a great opportunity? She couldn't help but grip her phone tightly, "You speak, I'll listen."

  However, Pei Sicheng didn't answer immediately. For a moment, there was no sound on the phone, and Song Yuqiao seemed to feel Pei Sicheng's scorching breath from the receiver, his heart beating faster and faster.

  The longer it took, the more impatient she became, wondering what Pei Si Cheng would say.

  Then Pei Su said: "No matter what happens, don't leave me."

  Song Yuqiao's mind trembled violently for a moment, and his words were actually tangled for a while, "Wha...what?"

  Behind her back, a colleague knocked on the break room door: "Yuqiao, someone is looking for you!"

  Song Yu Hui turned his head back and responded with a "yes" to Pei Si Cheng on the phone, saying: "There's someone outside looking for me, that's all for now, see you later."

  He finished speaking and hung up the phone without waiting for Pei Si Cheng's response.

  She hung up the phone and let out a long sigh, feeling her face burning with heat, all because of Pei Si Cheng's one sentence.

  For some reason, she had never been immune to Pei's charm. Every move he made, whether it was raising an eyebrow or a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, could easily touch her heart.

  She clutched at her own chest.

  If this continues, her heart will really be lost.

  If this time, I really give my heart to someone else, will I get true love?

  As soon as she came out of the resting room, Song Yuqiao hadn't even had time to ask who was looking for her when she saw two people in police uniforms standing inside the office.

  Someone asked: "Are you Song Yuqiao?"

  Song Yu nodded, "Right, I am."

  A police officer took out a pair of metal handcuffs and said: "Please come with us, you are suspected of illegal fundraising and overseas money laundering."

  Song Yuqiao was stunned after listening for a moment.

  Illegal fund-raising in industries?

  Money laundering?

  Almost all employees in the office gathered around, Song Yuqiao calmed down and asked, "Can I make a phone call?"

  As she spoke, a pair of icy handcuffs had already been put on her wrists. With a click, Song Yuqiao's wrist seemed to have been electrocuted.

  This is her first time wearing handcuffs.

  The police said: "No."

  Not only can't make phone calls, but even mobile phones are temporarily taken away and put aside for monitoring.

  As soon as Song Yuqiao left, the office immediately boiled over.

  Everyone was talking about it.

  "Who would have thought that someone who usually looks so calm and quiet would actually be laundering money overseas."

  "It's just that I don't know where he got the illegal fundraising money from."

  "You can't judge a person by appearance."

  Zheng Qing furrowed his brow, "Do what needs to be done, today's work isn't finished yet, and overtime is needed later."

  After hearing this, the employees dispersed one after another.

  Zheng Qing didn't know about the relationship between Song Yuqiao and Ye Zenan, nor did she know what backing Song Yuqiao had. She was secretly worried, just hoping that nothing would happen to her, and everything could wait until summer vacation when Zheng Rong returned from X University.

  He believes that it's all a misunderstanding, and he doesn't believe that Song Yuqiao has such a calm temperament. If she says she doesn't like money, then she must be lying. However, Song Yuqiao never puts emphasis on money, so this matter must have been mistaken by the police station.

  Something happened in the company, and the new supervisor must have been the first to know. He also knew about Song Yuqiao's relationship with CEO Ye before. After thinking for half a minute, he directly called Ye Zenan and said: "Song Yuqiao was taken away by the police!"

  ………………

  Song Yuqiao was taken into a room in the police station, where an officer showed her an account number: "Is this your account?"

  This account...

  It was half a month ago that Song Yuqiao opened an account, and then Lu Lu transferred money into it. At the time, she thought there were several million yuan in it, and wondered if Lu Lu was doing something illegal. However, when she called to ask about it, Lu Lu denied it, saying it was absolutely not an illegal matter.

  But what's going on now? Did the police make a mistake?

  The police officer saw Song Yuqiao remaining silent and asked again: "Is it your account?"

  Song Yuqiao nodded and said, "Yes, it's my account."

  "Specific account opening time and location."

  "It seems like it was around the end of last month, 24th or 25th, when I opened an account at XX Bank in the east part of the city."

  "Within 72 hours after you open an account, the money will be transferred, right?"

  "Yes."

  "Then you went to the bank where you opened an account and did a confidentiality security upgrade for your account?"

  "Right."

  The police asked several more basic questions and Song Yuqiao answered them one by one.

  Every time she answered a question, Song Yuqiao's heart sank three points and cooled down three points.

  "You said this was a good friend of yours who called you, what's your good friend's name?"

  Song Yuqiao was actually a bit hesitant, she believed that this should be just a misunderstanding, Lu Lu had said before that he wouldn't do such illegal things.

  "Lu Lu, 24 years old, currently in Australia."

  The questioning policeman exchanged a glance with another policeman because the address shown in the investigation was Australia. He asked, "Do you have her phone number?"

  Song Yuqiao said after a while: "I have it stored on my phone."

  The two policemen both walked out, Song Yuqiao sat on a long bench, feeling that her whole brain was buzzing, and her lower abdomen was slightly sore, as if it was the familiar feeling of her period coming soon.

  In less than five minutes, the police came back in and said: "The phone number of this Lu Lu person on your mobile phone is an unregistered number and cannot be dialed."

  Song Yu suddenly lifted his head.

  The police also pay attention to people's facial expressions and guess their inner thoughts. Song Yuqiao's performance was normal, so they didn't make things difficult for her again, only saying: "We will investigate clearly, please cooperate with the investigation."

  Song Yu nodded: "Good."

  She was not treated harshly and the handcuffs on her hands were opened.

  The door in front of the room opened and closed again. Song Yuqiao felt a blackness before his eyes, and he supported his forehead with his hand.

  Open your eyes, and on your wrist are two distinct red marks, which are the traces of metal handcuffs.

  Don't know how long I'll be staying here.

  Does Pei Chi know she went to the police station?

  Aren't you supposed to go to the hospital for a prenatal checkup? Pei Si Cheng should be calling himself, unfortunately, his phone is with the police.

  At this moment when his mind was a complete blank, Song Yuqiao thought of the person he least expected - Pei Si Cheng.

  It's possible that I've gotten into the habit of relying on Pei Sheng's protection, and whenever I'm in any danger, my first thought is always to think of Pei Sheng.

  Song Yuqiao smiled wryly and shook his head, people really have a dependent nature. In the past when Pei Si Cheng was not around, he would think of ways to solve problems on his own. Now that there is someone to rely on, he has become lazy and doesn't bother to think of solutions himself.

  After about twenty minutes, Song Yuqiao raised her head to glance at the clock on the wall, feeling dry and thirsty, so she picked up the water that a police officer had just poured for her in front of her, took a sip, and pressed down the fire in her body.

  Suddenly, the door of the room knocked twice, then the door handle turned and opened from the outside.