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As soon as she entered the house, Tian Ling hurriedly pulled Tong Le inside, her voice filled with anxiety. "Where did you go last night? Your husband called me early this morning, and Lan Qingqing also called me, both asking where you were!"
Tong Le replied, "I know Ke Wenjie called you; I was standing right next to him. What did Lan Qingqing call you for?"
Tian Ling looked bewildered. "How would I know? She's acting all paranoid, asking me if I helped you lie. Of course, I said no! Lan Qingqing is really something; we're good friends, yet she's gossiping about you."
Tong Le plopped down onto the sofa, leaning back against the cushions, finally feeling a bit relaxed. She closed her eyes and said softly, "It's not surprising. Lan Qingqing is the mistress trying to seduce Ke Wenjie, so she’s eager to verify whether I really stayed at your place last night. Only then can she stir up trouble in my marriage."
Tong Le lifted her head and opened her eyes to find Tian Ling staring at her in shock.
Tian Ling quickly darted over to Tong Le's side, blinking in disbelief. "Don't scare me! Is that true? Lan Qingqing…"
Tong Le nodded.
Tian Ling immediately launched into a tirade. "Disgusting! Absolutely disgusting! Revolting! Like feces in a pit! Ugh, I feel like throwing up! How dare she! How could Ke Wenjie do this? It's revolting!"
Hearing the word "disgusting" repeated countless times made Tong Le feel helpless. "If you can't stop cursing, you don't have to; I've heard enough of it."
Tian Ling gently lifted Tong Le's chin, concern etched on her face. "How long have you known about this? Have you cried a lot? You never told me before; how can I help you? Should I confront Lan Qingqing? Tell her to stay away from Ke Wenjie?"
Tong Le shrugged nonchalantly. "I don't really care; I actually think they make a good match. If they end up together, it wouldn't be such a bad thing."
Tian Ling felt as if she no longer recognized Tong Le; this was very different from the Tong Le she knew.
Suddenly, Tian Ling remembered something. "By the way, where did you go last night?"
She scratched her head, trying hard to recall. Then it dawned on her. "You were with that handsome guy last night! You two…"
At that moment, Tong Le's phone buzzed with a WeChat message from Zong Zeyu.
Zong Zeyu: Are you home? Everything okay?
Tong Le replied: I'm home now; it wasn't peaceful, but the outcome is good. I'm preparing to go back to my own company and will try to secure the collaboration rights with Zong Group as soon as possible.
Zong Zeyu: What are you doing?
Tong Le: Are you that free?
Meanwhile, in the Zong Group office, despite not having slept well the previous night, Zong Zeyu was in good spirits. He sat at his desk, a smile of deep engagement on his face as he looked at his phone screen.
The female secretary had been standing for ten minutes, yet there was still no response from Zong Zeyu. Unable to hold back, she reminded him, "Zong Zeyu? Have you thought about the matter I just asked you?"
Zong Zeyu replied, "What matter? Could you repeat that?"
"The collaboration project with Tongshan Real Estate. Have you made a decision?" she inquired.
Zong Zeyu responded decisively, "You should decline their offer. Just tell them I believe the project is not well-developed enough and that their contact person lacks professionalism."
The female secretary nodded, "Understood, Zong Zeyu."
She continued, "By the way, Zong Zeyu, Tong Le just called. He said your brother's flight has arrived in the country late, and he wants us to send someone to pick him up."
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