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Wen was not one to indulge anyone, especially not someone who looked arrogant and spoke disrespectfully. After all, she wasn't afraid of a confrontation; she could handle tough situations.
Hou Yi's gaze fell on Wen, and Tong Le, sensing the tension, worried that the two hot-headed individuals might clash in the office. She quickly turned to Hou Yi and said, "President Hou, you're here to check on the progress of our collaboration, right? Let me have Xiao Jiang give you a detailed explanation."
Tong Le walked over to Hou Yi, gently nudging his arm as she led him toward the office door. Just before stepping out, Hou Yi glanced back at Wen. Initially, he had only felt annoyed and wanted to warn her, but the more he looked at her face, the more familiar it seemed, as if he had seen her somewhere before.
Tong Le pushed Hou Yi out of the office. As she did, she noticed the red woven bracelet tied around his wrist. She reached out to snatch it away, but Hou Yi raised his hand and warned, "That's mine; don't touch it!"
Tong Le wasn't angry; she was used to Hou Yi being a bit of a rogue in front of her. If she missed this chance to take it back, there would always be another opportunity.
With a hint of sarcasm, Tong Le remarked, "Stealing from others and still acting all high and mighty—President Hou really has some thick skin!"
Hou Yi wasn't offended at all; in fact, he couldn't help but smirk. Perhaps he had grown accustomed to Tong Le's biting remarks. If she were ever sweet to him, he would feel uncomfortable.
Just as Tong Le was about to call Jiang Zhichao to meet with Hou Yi, he interrupted her. "I'm not here to discuss business," he said seriously. "I've acquired Tongshan Real Estate as a wedding gift for you. What do you think?"
Tong Le paused for a moment to process his logic. "But Tongshan Real Estate is mine already! You acquire it and then give it back to me? You might as well just give me cash!"
Hou Yi thought about it and felt foolish for a moment before realizing something. "Wait a minute—didn't Ke Wenjie occupy Tongshan Real Estate?"
Tong Le smiled casually. "That's just Ke Wenjie's fantasy. The company was left to me by my parents; I just didn't have the ability to manage it before."
Hou Yi was intrigued. "So how do you have that ability now?"
Tong Le found herself stumped by the question. The timid and weak person she used to be seemed to have suddenly transformed into someone strong. Not only had she reclaimed her house and savings, but now she was also ready to kick Ke Wenjie out.
The image of Zong Zeyu flashed in her mind; he always seemed to appear in her thoughts during critical moments.
Turning to Hou Yi, she said, "Because I don't want to be a pathetic loser anymore; I'm tired of it."
Hou Yi pressed on, "And what about the child? Are you going to have it? If you do, how will you ever get married?"
He wanted to see Tong Le's conflicted expression. If she showed any signs of being flustered or overwhelmed at that moment, he could take a jab at her before offering some sweet words as a way of expressing his willingness to take on responsibility.
For days now, his mind had been occupied with thoughts of Tong Le; no other woman caught his eye anymore. If his usual way of playing basketball didn't grab her attention, he would have to find another method. Otherwise, continually confessing only to be rejected was taking a toll on his pride.
Tong Le was unyielding. "What’s there to consider? Why should a scumbag even be born? Wouldn't having one just add more trouble for myself?"
Hou Yi was taken aback. "Was your personality always this ruthless? You can just dismiss a child like that?"
Looking directly at Hou Yi, Tong Le replied matter-of-factly, "Let’s say you put yourself in my shoes: if you were pregnant with a child whose father was the murderer of your parents, would you still want that child?"
Hou Yi responded without thinking, "Sure! I’d just give birth and feed it to the dogs."
Hou Yi's expression suddenly twisted in confusion.
"I understand now. I'll take you to get an abortion," he said, pulling out his phone to contact a familiar doctor. Tong Le quickly pressed her hand over his phone. "President Hou, you are meddling too much."
Hou Yi provocatively replied, "How would you know if you're not willing to take any real action? Are you just talking?"
Tong Le took a deep breath, feeling exasperated by how Hou Yi always managed to catch her off guard.
He seemed to lose interest in teasing her further. Glancing at the time, he said, "It's time to go. I just came to check on you today. In a while, I'll give you a surprise."
Tong Le frowned, puzzled by his words.
With that, Hou Yi left with his subordinates, departing from Tongshan Real Estate Company.
Later that night, at seven o'clock, Tong Le realized she hadn't seen Ke Wenjie all day and hadn't received any messages from him either. Ever since he had stormed out of the office earlier that day, it was as if he had vanished.
The company's audit was still ongoing and would likely conclude within the next few days.
As Tong Le walked out of the office building with Wen, she had arranged to meet Zong Zeyu at the company entrance. Tonight, Wen Cuizhi was hosting a dinner for both of them.
From a distance, Tong Le spotted Zong Zeyu's car and instinctively waved her hand as if she were greeting her husband picking her up from work.
Wen chuckled beside her, as if feeling like a proud mother.
"You sit in the back with Zong Zeyu; I'll take the front seat," Wen suggested.
Just then, Tong Le noticed another car following closely behind Zong Zeyu's—one she recognized as belonging to Zong Jin.
Sure enough, both Zong Zeyu and Zong Jin's cars came to a stop by the roadside.
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