Double Marriage 119: Chapter 119
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On the other side, in Zong Jin's office. 0
 
After Lan Qingqing left, Zong Jin let out a heavy sigh. The idea of dismissing Lan Qingqing was no longer feasible. He wanted to give Wu Youyou a perfect explanation, but now it seemed he would have to find another way to ease her grievances. 0
 
At that moment, his phone rang; it was Tong Le. 0
 
He answered the call, and Tong Le politely said, "Zong Zong, Zong Zeyu has an urgent business trip, so I can only reach out to you regarding the project collaboration. I’ve prepared some materials for you to review this afternoon. Do you have time?" 0
 
Zong Jin replied, "Tong Le, you’re too polite. Let’s just refer to each other as friends in private. I’ll be at the company this afternoon, so feel free to come by anytime." 0
 
Tong Le smiled and said, "Great! I’ll find you this afternoon. By the way, is everything okay between you and Wu Youyou? If we finish early, how about I treat you both to dinner?" 0
 
Zong Jin sighed helplessly. "Wu Youyou hasn’t returned home yet. Since last night, she’s been unreachable. I’m thinking that if I don’t hear from her by this afternoon, I might have to report it to the police." 0
 
Tong Le sounded puzzled. "But just now, Wu Youyou posted something on her Moments." 0
 
Zong Jin frowned and quickly opened his Moments feed but couldn’t find any updates from Wu Youyou. Most likely, she had blocked him. 0
 
Feeling a bit lost, he said, "Tong Le, could you help me talk to Wu Youyou? I feel like she’s resisting me right now. Please persuade her to come home." 0
 
Tong Le assured him, "No problem! Once I finish what I'm working on, I’ll chat with Wu Youyou. Don’t worry." 0
 
Zong Jin thanked her and then remembered something. "By the way, there’s something I’m not sure if I should tell you." 0
 
Tong Le asked curiously, "What is it? Is it related to the project?" 0
 
Zong Jin explained, "Just now, Lan Qingqing came to my office. I wanted to dismiss her, but she used her pregnancy as leverage to threaten me. However, that’s not important; since she’s pregnant, the company won’t dismiss her at such a sensitive time. But I was thinking about her connection with your husband..." 0
 
Tong Le fell silent for a moment on the other end of the line. This news was unexpected; she didn’t believe that Lan Qingqing would fabricate such a lie just to secure her position. Lan Qingqing had always been one to seek proximity to power and had no intention of tarnishing her reputation with a scandal of premarital pregnancy. 0
 
Based on Tong Le's understanding of Lan Qingqing, it was highly likely that she was indeed pregnant. 0
 
As for whose child it was, it was probably Ke Wenjie’s. 0
 
Tong Le couldn’t help but let out a cold laugh; things were getting more interesting. 0
 
Zong Jin asked with concern, "Are you okay?" 0
 
Tong Le adjusted her tone and replied, "I’m fine. Thank you for sharing this information; I’ll keep an eye on things. Once I pick up the project documents, I'll talk to Wu Youyou. Don’t worry; I’ll handle it well." 0
 
Meanwhile, at Tongshan Real Estate Company. 0
 
Tong Le arrived at her own company dressed in long sleeves and pants to conceal the noticeable scars on her arms. She had never sustained such serious injuries before; last night the continuous stabbing pain from her wounds had woken her several times, leaving her unable to sleep well at all. 0
 
 
This morning, she found it impossible to drive. With both hands resting on the steering wheel, even a slight exertion of her arms would tug at her wound. She thought that when she met Wu Youyou later, she would ask Dao Wen to help drive. 0
 
She hurried into the office building and entered her company’s Office Lobby. Jiang Zhichao was in the lobby, chatting with his colleagues. Ever since he had landed the major project with Zong Group alongside Tong Le, the once small intern had firmly established himself at the company. 0
 
 
 
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