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nYun Qing narrowed her eyes and took the wineglass, but she did not drink it.

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n“That’s right.” Song Ci patted Yun Qing’s shoulder. “You guys have a good chat. I’m going to the toilet.”

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nThe moment she stepped out of the door, Song Ci immediately put away her smile and walked into the corner with a cold expression.

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nShe made a call.

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n“Is your medicine the real deal?”

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nSong Ci opened her mouth and asked, a hint of viciousness flashing in her eyes.

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n“Of course.” A man’s voice came from the other end of the phone. “Even a virtuous woman would be turned into a slut. Don’t worry.

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n“But you have to be careful. If they ever find out, it won’t end well.”

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nSong Ci waved her hand impatiently and hung up the phone.

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nSo what if she was found out?

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nYun Zhe would not protect a woman who was abandoned by Huo Chuan and then raped by President Zhang.

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nIt would be best if he could use this opportunity to drive Yun Qing out of the Yun family.

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nSong Ci gritted her teeth and thought about it.

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nHowever…

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nHuo Chuan would not protect Yun Qing, right?

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nSong Ci immediately threw this thought to the back of her mind. She was just an ex-wife. The Great President Huo, was he ever short of women?

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nSong Ci turned her head in satisfaction. She did not realize that not far away, a pair of deep eyes were staring at her.

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n…

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nIn the private room.

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nDirector Zhao kept urging her to drink, but Yun Qing remained unmoved.

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nDirector Zhao rolled his eyes and said, “Director Yun, as long as you let go of Jiayuan’s land, everything else is negotiable.”

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nDirector Zhao opened his palm. “Once this deal is done, the five million will be yours.”

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nYun Qing smiled.

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nShe glanced at the recording pen in her bag and said with a smile, “Director Song has a bigger cut than me, right?”

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nDirector Zhao’s lips stiffened. “Since you already know, why do you have to make things so difficult?”

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n“With your looks, if you follow me, you will definitely gain more than Song Ci…”

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nAs he spoke, Director Zhao put down his wineglass and moved to a position very close to Yun Qing.

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nYun Qing narrowed her eyes and moved closer to Director Zhao. Director Zhao was immediately overjoyed and reached out to hug Yun Qing’s waist.

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nHowever, Yun Qing only leaned forward for a few seconds before she retreated. Director Zhao missed.

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nHe, who was blinded by lust, did not notice that the wineglass on the table had been secretly replaced.

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nAfter doing all this, Yun Qing’s expression instantly turned serious. Her eyes were cold, and her smile was seductive. “Song Ci is right. A toad can forget about eating swan meat.”

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nDirector Zhao’s face darkened. “What are you saying!”

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nYun Qing shrugged innocently. “I didn’t mention anyone by name. Why are you so anxious, Director Zhao?”

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n“Damn it, this b*tch is really shameless!”

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nAfter being played by Yun Qing time and time again, Director Zhao was enraged and raised his hand to slap Yun Qing’s face.

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nYun Qing’s expression changed. Just as she was about to raise her hand to block the blow, the door of the private room opened with a loud bang. A familiar slender figure appeared in Yun Qing’s line of sight.

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nHuo Chuan had arrived.

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nThe next second, Huo Chuan raised his leg and kicked Director Zhao fiercely. Director Zhao fell to the ground like a dog.

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nHuo Chuan strode over. His always cold face was now filled with anxiety.

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nHe grabbed Yun Qing’s wrist and said in a low voice, “Have you been drinking?

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n“It’s been spiked!”

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nYun Qing was stunned.

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nWhy was Huo Chuan Here?

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nThe pain in her hand brought Yun Qing back to her senses. She frowned and broke free from Huo Chuan’s shackles.

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n“I didn’t drink it.”

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nShe calmly explained herself, “Do you think I’m an idiot?”

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nHuo Chuan heaved a sigh of relief. He was about to say something when director Zhao got up from the ground, trembling with fear.

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n“Huo, Director Huo, why are you here?” Director Zhao smiled shyly, ignoring the injury on his lower back.

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nHuo Chuan’s face was as cold as ice, like an enraged wolf king. “I’m here to teach you a lesson.”

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nAfter saying that, Huo Chuan punched President Zhao in the face and knocked him to the ground.

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nJust as Huo Chuan was about to punch him again, another figure appeared. Ye Zhi hurried over.

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n“You motherf*cker, how dare you fight in my hotel!”

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nYe Zhi cursed and kicked President Zhao, who was on the ground.

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nAfter venting his anger, Ye Zhi tidied up his appearance and gracefully walked in front of Yun Qing.

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nHe directly ignored the gloomy Huo Chuan.

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n“Little baby, are you okay?

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n“My attendant reported to me that someone was causing trouble. Only then did I know that you were here.”

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nPreviously, in order to find out about Yun Qing’s private room, Huo Chuan had interrogated the hotel attendant.

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nThe staff was afraid that something might happen, so they quickly reported it to Ye Zhi.

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n“You didn’t tell me you were coming. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have let such a thing happen.”

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nYe Zhi spoke slowly, his affectionate peach blossom eyes filled with concern.

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n“I’m fine now,” Yun Qing said casually. She reached out and helped Ye Zhi tidy up a strand of his hair. “Thank you.”

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nThe temperature in the private room dropped sharply.

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nHuo Chuan stared at the two of them, his whole body exuding a cold aura.

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