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Sun Hu reminded him, "Bro, it's true! It seems like there are quite a few pieces of intimate apparel in your car's trunk. I heard from Zong that they were left there by one of your ex-girlfriends. The people from the Zong Shi Yan Tuan said that if you don't pick up the car, they'll just drive it to the Yi Sheng Architecture building and open the trunk for everyone to see what's inside."
Hou Yi was furious. He went wild in the Office, knocking over a teapot with a wave of his hand, startling Ke Jie to the point where he almost knelt on the floor.
With his temper flaring, Hou Yi glanced at Tong Le beside him and spoke into his phone, "I'm at Zong."
After hanging up, Hou Yi turned to leave, and Tong Le hurriedly followed, calling out loudly, "President Hou, I'll see you off!"
Tong Le kept pace with Hou Yi as they exited the office building. Hou Yi remained silent, striding ahead with long legs while Tong Le jogged to keep up.
Suddenly, Hou Yi stopped, and Tong Le nearly bumped into him.
Turning around, Hou Yi's mood was slightly poor. "Can't you see I'm helping you? Didn't you say you were sincere with Ke Jie at the start but betrayed him in the end? Since this marriage has no future, just get a divorce and end it all. Why drag it out?"
Tong Le silently looked at Hou Yi, sensing a hint of goodwill in his words—goodwill that she simply couldn't accept.
She replied, "We can end it. I've already declared this marriage over in my heart. But getting a divorce isn't something I can just say and expect Ke Jie to comply. I've been through too much; it's not as simple as just getting a divorce certificate."
Continuing, Tong Le said, "Let's assume President Hou was genuinely planning to use fifty million to save me. If you did pull out that fifty million, what would happen next? Would I really be with you? Do you think that's possible?"
Hou Yi maintained his casual demeanor and sneered, "Being with me would be a hardship for you?"
Tong Le nodded seriously. "It really would be."
Hou Yi felt that continuing this conversation with Tong Le might drive him mad on the spot. He impatiently waved his hand. "Fine, let's talk again when I have five hundred million."
Watching as Hou Yi got into his car and drove away, Tong Le returned to Ke Jie’s office. The moment she entered, Ke Jie immediately locked the office door and questioned her sharply, "What is your relationship with Hou Yi? Does he dare to offer fifty million for us to get divorced? Have you cheated on me?"
Standing firmly before Ke Jie, Tong Le retorted, "When I mentioned splitting five hundred million and giving you two hundred million earlier, why did you suddenly go quiet? Are you admitting it and planning to use money to divorce me?"
Ke Jie became awkward immediately. It wasn't that he could come up with five hundred million anyway; he had just not wanted to continue clashing with him because he was a lunatic. What was there to gain by arguing with a madman?
Tong Le said, "Since you know he's a lunatic, why are you questioning me about cheating with one?"
Ke Jie was left speechless by her response and quickly changed the subject. "Let's pretend today never happened. If he comes again next time, I'll call the police."
Meanwhile, at Zong Shi Yan Tuan.
Hou Yi arrived at Zong Shi Yan Tuan as promised. A female secretary was already waiting in the lobby to guide him.
She led Hou Yi towards Zong Zeyu's office.
On his way, Hou Yi felt that he had come a bit too hastily; he should have brought a few people with him. He had a nagging suspicion that Zong Zeyu was setting a trap for him.
As Hou Yi passed through the main hall, his striking outfit—a suit with a rebellious flair—caught the attention of several female employees, including Lan Qingqing. The employees began to gossip, and upon learning that he was the owner of Yi Sheng Architecture, Lan Qingqing suddenly became interested. He must be quite wealthy, she thought, and his looks were certainly appealing.
One of her female colleagues remarked, "Look at you, so pleased with yourself! If your rich boyfriend heard you, he would surely give you an earful!"
Lan Qingqing covered her mouth and chuckled. "Oh come on, admiring a handsome guy isn't illegal! Besides, my Mo Kai Liang doesn’t mind my social circle; he just wants me to be happy."
Her colleagues expressed their envy. "I really admire you, Lan Qingqing! Your husband is so wealthy and considerate, and he doesn’t restrict your freedom. If I were you, I wouldn’t even come to work! I’d just stay home as a wealthy lady!"
Lost in the sweet flattery, Lan Qingqing replied, "Oh dear, girls need to be independent! No matter how rich your husband is, you should have your own career and not drift away from society! My best friend Tong Le is the perfect example. She was a housewife for three years after getting married and now that she’s suddenly back in the workforce, she’s struggling to adapt. I’m helping her ease into it."
Another colleague chimed in with curiosity, "Really? That Tong Le used to be a housewife? I thought she was a career woman when I saw her in the office a few times; she looked so impressive!"
Lan Qingqing laughed and said, "Oh please, you all have such thick filters when it comes to her. She’s not as great as you think; she’s just a little vase. Most of what she knows about navigating life is what I’ve taught her."
With each lie she told, Lan Qingqing elevated herself by stepping on Tong Le's dignity. After all, this was Zong Shi Yan Tuan; it wasn’t Tongshan Real Estate—she could say whatever she wanted.
Meanwhile, in Zong Zeyu's office...
As Hou Yi opened the door and stepped inside, he found Zong Zeyu skillfully maneuvering a drone in the spacious office. When Hou Yi made his entrance, Zong Zeyu expertly guided the drone right in front of him; it descended from above and nearly clipped Hou Yi's head.
This scene genuinely startled Hou Yi. Although he had seen many grand spectacles before, experiencing such a high-tech intimidation tactic in Zong Shi Yan Tuan's impressive office was a first for him.
At that moment, Hou Yi sensed Zong Zeyu's mockery and hostility; using the drone to intimidate him was clearly retaliation for the car accident that had been orchestrated against him the day before.
Hou Yi forced himself to remain calm and composed.
Inside the office, Zong Zeyu held the drone's control stick casually as he stood up to greet him. "Hello there... what was it again? Hou something?"
Zong Zeyu feigned ignorance with an unrefined greeting that served as a condescending welcome gift for Hou Yi.
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