“You…”
Mo Ling’s face turned red from Song Qiao’s taunts, but for a moment, she couldn’t think of any retort.
Song Qiao couldn't be bothered to pay him any more attention and held Xia Xueqing in his arms.
Turning around, he said indifferently to Ye Zhiwei, “This kind of pointless gathering is boring. I won’t be coming anymore.”
With that, he left the venue without regard for the expressions of those present.
“Song Qiao, I think my sister seemed very angry just now. She ran out by herself in a huff.”
As soon as they were outside, Xia Xueqing said to Song Qiao with some worry.
Song Qiao shook his head, his expression unchanged, even carrying a hint of coldness.
“Don’t worry about her. From the day we registered our marriage, our fate together has ended. We will have no more connection from now on.”
“Alas, she is my sister after all, and the divorce between you two does have a part of my reason in it.”
“However, although I feel some guilt towards her, I will never regret it.”
Xia Xueqing gritted her teeth firmly, lifting her head and meeting Song Qiao’s gaze with determination.
“Hey, it’s not as serious as you think.”
Song Qiao’s heart trembled, but he casually consoled her and pulled Xia Xueqing into the car first.
“Oh, right. In a couple of days, a teacher of mine will be returning from Modu. He’s a very eccentric person. I want you to accompany me. You must stay calm and not get into any conflict with him.”
As soon as Xia Xueqing got into the car, she suddenly remembered something and quickly instructed Song Qiao.
“Don’t worry, I have great respect for educated people.”
Song Qiao smiled lightly and nodded in agreement.
Just then, Xia Xueqing suddenly sat up straight from the passenger seat, her gaze fixed on Xia Yuqing, who was standing in the rain not far away.
“Sister!”
She cried out in surprise and quickly gestured for Song Qiao to drive over.
Xia Yuqing had run out alone without an umbrella and was now drenched like a drowned rat by the heavy rain.
Although Song Qiao had said their fate was over, seeing her in such a dejected state, he couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy.
After driving up to Xia Yuqing, Song Qiao took a deep breath, trying to keep his emotions calm.
He rolled down the car window and said indifferently,
“Get in quickly. I’ll take you back first.”
“No, no need…”
Xia Yuqing’s face flushed, and she stubbornly waved her hand.
“Sister, hurry up and get in.”
Xia Xueqing, afraid that Song Qiao would really leave, quickly opened the car door and pulled Xia Yuqing inside.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the car became somewhat awkward.
Song Qiao remained silent the entire time, driving Xia Yuqing to the Tianhong headquarters at the fastest possible speed.
Afterward, he didn’t even bother to say goodbye and turned to leave.
Xia Yuqing watched the retreating figures of Song Qiao and her sister, and for an instant, she felt all her strength drained away.
A feeling called regret, which had just begun to sprout in her heart, was forcefully suppressed by her proud nature.
…
After Song Qiao announced his departure, Ye Zhiwei also quickly made her excuses to leave.
Li Bingqing’s carefully prepared banquet had been completely useless.
At this moment, she slumped in her chair, massaging her temples.
The ten billion US dollars Song Qiao had produced that day had caught her completely off guard and had even disrupted all her previously made plans.
“That scoundrel Ye Zhiwei is playing such a deceptive trick.”
Li Bingqing cursed inwardly but could only vent her anger fruitlessly, unable to come up with any substantial solution.
“Sister Bingqing, this Song Qiao seems to be far more than we imagined. We’ve taken a silent loss this time. We must be more careful next time.”
Mo Ling, afraid that Li Bingqing would be blinded by anger, cautiously reminded her from the side.
“Don’t worry, Mo Ling, I know what I’m doing. I won’t make a move until I have absolute certainty.”
“It’s just a hundred billion, isn’t it? If my Li family really wanted to play with him, we could afford it.”
“I don’t believe this guy can come up with another hundred billion, can he?”
Li Bingqing forced a smile that was more like a grimace and said resentfully to Mo Ling.
With her words, Mo Ling finally felt at ease.
Listening to Li Bingqing’s analysis, she couldn’t help but chuckle and interjected,
“Heh heh, how could that be? If Song Qiao had two hundred billion US dollars now, he wouldn’t be wasting his breath talking to us. He’d just crush us effortlessly, wouldn’t he?”
After speaking, she shook her head self-deprecatingly, clearly not believing that Song Qiao could afford to produce two hundred billion US dollars.
“I don’t know what kind of incredible luck that scoundrel Ye Zhiwei has to have latched onto such a powerful figure at such a critical moment.”
“Otherwise, the Ye family would have long been in our grasp.”
Mo Ling was not aware that the conflict between them had actually originated in Song Qiao’s previous life.
She only felt that Song Qiao inexplicably helped Ye Zhiwei instead of her, and that Ye Zhiwei must have made some unspeakable deal.
…
Xia Xueqing looked back at her forlorn sister, a flicker of unwillingness in her eyes.
“Song Qiao, stop for a moment. I have something to tell you.”
She could no longer suppress the pressure in her heart and said to Song Qiao with utmost seriousness.
This was the first time she had ever called Song Qiao by his name, rather than ‘brother-in-law’.
Seeing her like this, Song Qiao didn’t dare to be negligent. He quickly pulled the car over to the side and looked at Xia Xueqing with confusion.
“What is it? You’re making such a fuss.”
Xia Xueqing took a deep breath and looked at Song Qiao earnestly.
“I actually know that you are the boss of Xinkai, but for my own sake, I have never told my sister.
“This might also be one of the reasons that indirectly led to your divorce.”
“I admit that what I did was selfish, even shameless, but I said I don’t regret it.”
“Love is love. Since I’ve done it, I have the courage to bear the consequences.”
“If you blame me or are angry with me, you can let me out of the car now. I, Xia Xueqing, will have no complaints whatsoever.”
“But after today, I hope I will no longer be interacting with you as a sister-in-law!”
Xia Xueqing spoke rapidly, but her attitude was resolute.
After pouring out her heart, she closed her eyes in despair, waiting for Song Qiao’s decision.
However, nearly half a minute passed.
Song Qiao didn’t say a word, but the sound of the car starting again was clearly audible.
“It’s all in the past. Why bring it up again?”
“Don’t dwell on these things too much in the future. Let the past be the past.”
“We just need to live our own lives well…”
He bore no resentment towards what Xia Xueqing had done.
If Xia Yuqing had shown him even a little trust, she would have long discovered the clues.
Ultimately, no one could be blamed for this matter, only she herself for her stubbornness.
Hearing Song Qiao’s comfort, Xia Xueqing, who had been holding her breath, finally relaxed, and her gaze towards Song Qiao deepened with affection.
This decisive and unhesitating personality seemed to make Song Qiao even more charming.
“By the way, brother-in-law, I didn’t expect you to be so rich.”
“Confess, where did all that hundred billion of yours come from?”
Having been reassured, Xia Xueqing hadn't even settled back into her seat before she seemed to remember something and began to bombard Song Qiao with questions like a curious baby.