Wen Shuyyao finished speaking, ran back to her room, and did not forget to lock the door.
Once she was sure no one was following her, she patted her chest, breathing heavily.
Shang Sheng's gaze just now had almost scared her to death!
She had left, leaving Qin Yige and Shang Sheng to confront each other in the living room.
The atmosphere was a bit awkward. Qin Yige pinched her earlobe and said, "Go ahead."
"I'm not going." He hadn't planned on going in the first place.
The man put away his phone and walked towards the bedroom.
"Are you angry? Shang Sheng, are you going to blame Shuyyao because of Chen Ling?" Qin Yige had already felt uncomfortable hearing Chen Ling's call.
Even though they were in the wrong, seeing Shang Sheng like this made her restless.
The man who had walked beside her stopped and looked at her expressionlessly, "You're overthinking it."
He simply felt that Wen Shuyyao's behavior was wrong and needed to be educated. However, seeing Qin Yige protecting her, he could only drop it.
Since he denied it, Qin Yige had nothing more to say. The two returned to the bedroom one after another.
During this time, Shang Sheng received several more calls, but it seemed Chen Ling didn't call again.
However, as he was about to sleep, another secretary from the secretariat called.
"President Shang, Secretary Chen is in trouble."
In the dark night, his voice was particularly clear.
Qin Yige opened her eyes and quietly watched the man whose expression remained unchanged.
"Details."
"President Tong and a few others got Secretary Chen drunk and took her to a hotel. They've already gone upstairs."
Shang Sheng walked to the window with his phone, looking out at the dark night, and said, "Send people to handle it. If anyone dares to touch my people, deal with them as you see fit."
His tone was extremely light, but with an undeniable authority.
"Yes, President Shang!"
After the call ended, the room fell completely silent.
Qin Yige closed her eyes again, forcing herself to sleep.
She tossed and turned restlessly on the bed until one in the morning, still unable to sleep.
She wasn't sure if the person next to her was asleep, but to avoid disturbing him, she fumbled for her phone on the nightstand and started playing with it.
"Qin Yige."
A faint voice called from behind.
She turned her head.
"The blanket," Shang Sheng said with his eyes closed.
Qin Yige looked down at the blanket and realized it had all shifted to her side at some point.
She had no choice but to pull out the blanket she had hogged and toss some of it towards him.
After covering herself with the blanket, Qin Yige thought Shang Sheng was fine.
But he wasn't.
"Sleep!"
"You sleep your sleep, I won't make a sound to disturb you." She was too annoyed to sleep.
The man opened his eyes and glanced at her phone. "I can't sleep with the light."
Qin Yige: "..."
Why so many demands? She wanted to beat him to death!
Later, Qin Yige put down her phone and fell asleep in anger.
The next morning, Qin Yige got up as soon as it was seven o'clock.
She had something to do today and couldn't afford to sleep in.
Shang Sheng, who had just finished breakfast outside, saw her dressed and ready and asked, "Where are you going?"
"I found a studio, going to sign a contract." She walked into the kitchen.
Shang Sheng knew she had an interior design studio that had been open for less than a year, barely surviving and just managing to break even.
"What about the old place?"
Qin Yige stuffed a xiaolongbao into her mouth and replied vaguely, "It's being demolished."
"Where is the new address?"
"In the city."
Shang Sheng: "..."
Where else would it be?
Since she didn't want to say, he didn't ask.
As Shang Sheng was about to leave, the girl who was eating breakfast looked up and said to him, "Shang Sheng, I have something to tell you."
He straightened his sleeves. "Speak."
Qin Yige swallowed her bun and said naturally, "After these past few days together, I think we still don't get along. You should move back to your big house, and I'll continue to live here alone."
Shang Sheng frowned slightly at this, his deep eyes fixed on the girl's calm expression.
His gaze was so sharp that Qin Yige's scalp tingled.
But she still had to say some things, bracing herself. "If you ever need me to accompany you to public events, just give me a call, and I'll be there."
The man's thin lips parted. "Grandma is checking up on us. She needs you to cooperate every night at nine o'clock. If you can cooperate on time, I can move out."
Qin Yige: "..."
This is so troublesome?
"But I—"
"Qin Yige," he interrupted her, "Don't forget what you promised me!"
The girl shrank her neck. "I've promised you so many things, I don't know which one you're referring to."
"Behave yourself as Mrs. Shang." The emphasis was on the latter part. "No separation!"
"..."
"You want to go back on your word now?"
"..." He saw through her?
"It's not impossible."
Her eyes lit up.
Shang Sheng: "You have two choices: return double the betrothal gifts, or go take wedding photos the day after tomorrow. Choose one."
After speaking, he left the house without waiting for her shock.
Double the betrothal gifts?
Was Shang Sheng crazy? Did he think everyone was as rich as the Shang family?
Even selling Qin Yige ten times over wouldn't be enough to gather the betrothal gifts from the Shang family, let alone double!
In that case, she could only obediently go take the wedding photos that had already been booked.
Qin Yige was busy today. After renting the studio, it was already noon by the time she signed the contract with the landlord.
In the afternoon, she had to meet clients and go with them to view properties. In the evening, she had to attend a party hosted by Klogri Jewelry.
As soon as it was eight-thirty, her phone rang punctually. The caller ID showed Shang Sheng.
She put down the food in her hands, picked up her phone, and slid to answer. "Hello."
The man's cold voice came from the phone. "There's half an hour until nine o'clock. Do I come to you, or do you come to me?"
At this moment, Qin Yige felt quite speechless. Why did Mrs. Shang have to set such a ridiculous rule?
The key was that the old lady was very good to her, and she felt embarrassed to even resist.
"You come... Forget it, I'll go to you. Where are you?" Going home was clearly out of the question now.
Honestly, who had ever heard of a married couple rushing to kiss and take photos? This was her first time experiencing it, and it was happening to her!
Heh!
"At Huale Hotel."
"Okay."
Qin Yige left the party early and drove to the hotel.
However, she got stuck in traffic on the way. Seeing that it was only five minutes until nine o'clock, she frantically called Shang Sheng.
"I'm almost there, wait for me outside." This way, she wouldn't have to run upstairs and waste time.
"Mm."
Three minutes later, Qin Yige finally squeezed into the hotel parking lot.
She hurriedly unbuckled her seatbelt and got out of the car. She glanced at her phone's time: eight fifty-eight, only two minutes left.
She anxiously looked around for Shang Sheng. Fortunately, she spotted him at a glance.
The man was just walking out of the hotel. Without thinking, she ran towards him quickly.
"Shang Sheng!"
Shang Sheng looked up.
In the distance, a girl in a tea-colored long dress, with her hair down, was running towards him with her skirt lifted.
He slowed his pace, his deep eyes fixed on her fair face.
Qin Yige threw herself into his arms without hesitation, stood on her tiptoes in front of everyone... and kissed him.