At 10:30 at night, the lights in the general manager's office on the 22nd floor of the Vio Capital office building finally went out.
As the door opened and closed, a man and a woman walked out. Qin Lou was in front, and Song Shu was behind. In the office area of the assistant secretary team diagonally opposite, the four assistants except An Xingyun were so sleepy that they wished they could use matchsticks to keep their eyelids open.
I don't know which one of them noticed Qin Lou coming out first, coughed lightly, and then the four of them instantly straightened their backs as a conditioned reflex.
Qin Lou passed by the office area and stopped.
"You've worked hard today, pack up and go home."
"Thank you, Mr. Qin."
“It’s not hard, it’s not hard.”
“This is our job.”
"Boss Qin, please take care."
"… "
Song Shu's eyes swept across the people in the office area. In the second when he looked at An Xingyun, Song Shu got clear disapproval from the elder's eyes.
Apparently it was in response to the fact that she was still with someone so late at night.
Song Shu felt a little embarrassed. She lowered her eyes slightly and took advantage of the silence to speak: "Boss Qin, I'm off work too."
After saying that, Song Shu turned around.
Qin Lou was quick-witted and quick-handed, and he grabbed the long-legged little clam that was about to run away.
Qin Lou: “You can’t.”
Song Shu: “?”
Qin Lou: "Your work is not over yet."
Song Shu: "... Mr. Qin, do I have any work left to do?"
Qin Lou: "Send me upstairs and make me a midnight snack."
Song Shu: “…”
Qin Lou: "Don't frown."
Song Shu: “?”
Qin Lou: "You don't look like her when you frown."
Song Shu: “…”
Is this joke just not going to work
Song Shu sighed inwardly. Facing the mixed gazes of the five people over there, she could only maintain a gentle smile and resist the urge to put the bag in her hand over the head of this bastard.
"Mr. Qin, it's already late, and I'm not a good cook - so, how about I order some takeout for you?"
"No." Qin Lou refused calmly, "Have you forgotten the provisions of our contract? As her substitute, you must obey me like she did in the past. You cannot resist any of my orders. This is the price you have to pay."
Song Shu: “…”
Let’s not talk about when she had ever obeyed him in the past, and just talk about the “contract” - what kind of messed up novels has Qin Lou been reading recently
Song Shu's heart was expressionless, but the smile on his face remained unchanged like a mask.
She remained silent for two seconds with a smile on her face.
"I understand. Mr. Qin, please go first."
"Um."
Qin Lou took a step forward with satisfaction.
Song Shu followed Qin Lou out, facing the even more complicated gazes of five people behind him.
It was not until the two figures disappeared into the elevator door that the people in the office area came back to their senses and looked at each other in bewilderment.
"What's the name of this novel?"
"The Overbearing President's Contracted Lover?"
"No, it's obviously "The Domineering President's Substitute Contract Lover"."
"Qin Qing is so pitiful. She has no dignity. I used to envy her. Now I think I should just rely on my ability to earn my little salary."
"… "
As the elevator went from the 22nd floor to the 23rd floor, Qin Lou glanced at Song Shu two or three times in just a few seconds.
After the two of them left the elevator and entered the private area on the 23rd floor, Song Shu finally relaxed her expression. She looked back to her side and met Qin Lou's eyes.
"… What's wrong?"
"Are you angry?"
"?" Song Shu asked in confusion, "Why should I be angry?"
"I thought you didn't like my script."
Song Shu paused and smiled faintly, "Don't go too far, it's up to you." As she spoke, Song Shu had already changed her shoes and put down her backpack, then she walked towards the kitchen area separated by a glass transparent wine rack.
Qin Lou was startled, "What are you doing?"
"In compliance with the contract, didn't President Qin order you to eat the midnight snack I made?"
Song Shu joked. She went to the side of the sink, rolled up her sleeves and began to wash her hands. After washing her hands, she took out a kitchen towel to wipe off the water droplets.
Watching the graceful figure of the woman walking towards the refrigerator in the corner of the kitchen, Qin Lou finally came to his senses, "Are you really going to make me a midnight snack?"
"Um."
"… "
Qin Lou's eyes suddenly lit up.
He took two steps at a time and walked forward, hugging the woman who was thinking in front of the open refrigerator door from behind. Her furry head rubbed against Song Shu's neck.
Song Shu felt his ear itchy and couldn't help but smile, "What are you doing now?"
"My little clam can actually cook. I'm a little excited and a little nervous."
Automatically skipping the name of someone, Song Shu had just made up his mind. He picked out a few things from the refrigerator, then broke free from the man's arms and walked to the sink.
"It's okay to be excited, but why are you nervous? Are you afraid that I'll poison the food?"
Qin Lou followed and tried to help, but was pushed away.
"Don't make trouble."
"..." Hearing the word "troublemaking", Qin Lou simply "obediently" leaned over and kissed Song Shu on the corner of his mouth, then he frowned and stood up, "Of course I'm nervous - if a small clam shell falls into the pot, it should be cooked and cracked when it is fished out."
Song Shu: “…”
She shouldn't have asked that question.
Take out an appropriate amount of purified water from the refrigerator and pour it into the pot to boil. Wash and cut the vegetables, put the noodles in the water pot on the left, and turn on the stove on the right to boil the soup for the noodles.
Song Shu stood in the kitchen, his movements skillful and light. Qin Lou just leaned on the edge of the low tableware cabinet where the dishwasher was placed, and watched quietly with his eyes down.
The kitchen light outlined his handsome face, creating a distinct silhouette, which made his features more three-dimensional. His dark eyes were calm, and he just looked at him silently.
—Not at all like the madman who was on the verge of going berserk at any time in the daytime company.
When Song Shugang brought out a bowl of noodles and turned around, what he saw was this picturesque scene of a beautiful woman under the lamp.
Beautiful lunatic.
Song Shu thought to himself and brought a bowl of noodles to Qin Lou. "Okay, Mr. Qin's midnight snack. Eat it as soon as possible, otherwise the noodles will become mushy."
Qin Lou came back to his senses, and his eyes moved.
"You don't want to eat?"
"I had already had dinner before I went to the 22nd floor."
"..." Qin Lou, who was leaning against the counter, stood up, lifted his long legs, hooked over a high stool next to him, and sat in front of the bar.
He lowered his eyes, picked up the chopsticks and moved the noodles in the bowl.
Song Shu had been observing and hesitated: "You don't like it? I remember you liked this one made by your aunt the most-"
"Who forced you to leave?"
"… "
Song Shu was stunned.
The topic changed so suddenly and quickly, in a very crazy way, that even Song Shu couldn't react.
When he came back to his senses, Song Shu lowered his eyes and said, "No one, let's eat. How could it affect your appetite if you suddenly mentioned this?"
Qin Lou said: "I want to know."
"… "
"You've changed a lot, little clam. You used to not like to laugh, talk, chat with strangers, and even more so, you didn't like to touch the knives and plates in the kitchen... When you didn't like these things before, no one dared to force you to learn how to do them, but why did you learn and get used to them?"
"..." Song Shu's fingertips shuddered slightly, and then she smiled, "Boss Qin, you are not allowed to talk about this during the midnight snack—"
“Bang!”
The pair of chopsticks, made of unknown material, were slammed against the marble surface of the bar, making a crisp sound, which also shattered the smile on Song Shu's face.
Qin Lou turned his head and raised his eyes. He didn't know when the corners of his eyes had turned red, and his eyes were filled with hatred like a storm.
"Seeing you force yourself to do all the things you don't like, I want to know who that person is... I want to kill him, I want him to return my doll. My doll won't smile if she doesn't want to, won't talk if she doesn't want to, and can do whatever she wants... I promised to protect her, and I don't want to break my promise."
At the end of his words, the trembling hidden in the man's voice could no longer be suppressed.
Song Shu's lips trembled slightly, and her eyes turned red, but she quickly suppressed those emotions. She smiled, "Qin Lou... I've passed Qin Lou."
"It won't be over. I know it's not over yet. Tell me everything you're doing and thinking, and let me help you, okay?"
He reached out and held her hand, looking at her almost pleadingly.
Song Shu wanted to nod.
I miss you so much.
Just before she nodded, she seemed to hear the loud crash again and the dizziness afterwards. Warm, boiling blood flowed from every part of her body, drowning her until she was suffocated. All her vision was quickly covered and spread by red...
"!"
Song Shu's body trembled violently.
Her pupils fixed again, her face pale, "No, no."
"I-"
"No!" Song Shu's voice suddenly rose. She stared at Qin Lou closely, her red almond eyes making people feel pity. "I said no, Qin Lou, absolutely not."
Qin Lou's body froze for a few seconds, then he slowly nodded.
"Okay, I'll listen to you."
Song Shu wanted to say something, but the phone in the bag on the sofa started vibrating.
Song Shu's eyes were filled with emotions, but she suppressed them. She turned around and took out her cell phone from the sofa. After seeing the caller ID, Song Shu hesitated before answering the call.
"Play the sheng?"
"Are you free tonight?"
"It's so late, is there anything else?"
"Well, if you have time, I want to take you to my dad's place. He said he wants to talk to you."
"!" Song Shu's breathing tightened, "Has he discovered something in the archive information?"
"It should be, but he refused to say the details on the phone."
“… I’ll be right there! Where are you now?”
"I've been downstairs at your house, and the security guard said you haven't come back yet. I called your colleagues in your department, and they said you were working overtime - so now I'm rushing to your company, and I'll be downstairs in about three minutes."
"Okay, I'll go downstairs now."
Without saying anything more, Song Shu hung up the phone and picked up the bag and coat on the sofa.
Before turning around, she looked at Qin Lou hesitantly.
"I have something that I need to deal with right away, you..."
To Song Shu's surprise, Qin Lou agreed without any obstacles this time.
The matter of the archives involved too many things, so Song Shu didn't bother to think about Qin Lou's reaction and quickly left the room.
The huge floor fell silent again, leaving only the faint sound of dripping water coming from the drain.
Qin Lou sat with his eyes down for a few seconds, then got down from the stool. He went to get his cell phone and dialed a number without any notes.
After a few seconds, the call was connected.
Qin Lou raised his eyelids and asked, "How is the person I asked you to investigate?"
"Master Lou, this matter is a bit mysterious."
"explain."
"This guy named Yu Qisheng, I think his resume looks a bit strange. I suspect this name is not his real name - he later changed his nationality to a foreign country. The information there is normal, but in China, according to his current name, there is no clue or trace of his past, let alone relatives, old friends, family relationships, etc. It is said that with such wealth and ability, it is not like a common people who started from scratch, and there should be no trace left."
"Is there any other way?"
"There is a simpler method, but it requires some help from you, Mr. Lou."
"What's the matter?"
"See if you can get his DNA, that way it would be quicker to check, hair or something like that would be fine."
"… good."
Qin Lou was about to hang up after he finished speaking, but before he hung up he suddenly remembered something and his eyes narrowed slightly.
"Give you DNA and you can match his real identity in the past?"
"If there is indeed a cover-up such as a name change, of course you can."
"Then isn't she in danger at any time?"
"...Ah? Oh, you mean Miss Qin Qing." The other party was silent for two seconds. "Let's not talk about whether Miss Qin must not reveal her identity. Even if she absolutely cannot, there will be no danger because of DNA."
"Why? Don't you just need DNA?"
“They are in different situations.”
"If anyone could get hold of her—"
"With Song Shu's biological father now living in seclusion in Europe with Mr. Qin, unless they are willing to go to Europe and go through many obstacles to obtain Song Chengjun's DNA for paternity testing, they will not be able to confirm Song Shu's DNA alone."
"Why not?"
"Um, well... you may have forgotten something."
"?"
"Boss Qin, Song Shu is legally dead. All her information and data have, in theory, been destroyed."
"… "
Qin Lou was stunned.
After a long, long time, he slowly put down his phone and walked back to the bar.
Sitting on a high stool, Qin Lou picked up the bowl of cold noodles and slowly picked them up with chopsticks. His mouth felt a little bitter. It was the first time that Xiao Bangke cooked for him, but he couldn't taste anything.
As he ate, Qin Lou slowly lowered his head.
Very low, almost buried in the bowl.
Mr. Qin, Song Shu is legally dead.
“… … ”
With a "click".
A drop of water fell into the clear soup of the noodles.
The author has something to say: Regarding the reasons for being late, this chapter is a bit difficult. Generally, the author's emotions are easily aroused, so if you find a little sad, the author may have cried like a dog when writing it, and even cried a lot.
I'm typing while using a tissue to wipe my tears and blow my nose. My efficiency is really low qwq
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