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Looking at Su Ranqing's back figure, Qiao Lingyu sighed deeply.

Naturally, the welfare home had to be dismantled, but he did not want the children of the welfare home to be left homeless. It was just that he did not want to tell Su Ranqing about this plan at all.

Although Song Zimo repeatedly guaranteed that he was only using this agreement to threaten Qiao Lingyu, Su Ranqing felt that something was not going to happen as though she had considered it.

When he saw Qiao Lingyu again, the smile on Song Zimo's face seemed to deepen.

Qiao Lingyu raised his brows, "Songtong has already passed the production line to Ran Qing, what are you planning to do with my appointment this time?"

"You can't tear down welfare home." Song Zimo raised his eyebrows and looked at Qiao Lingyu.

This man always had an air of regal confidence, as if if if he wanted something, there was nothing he couldn't get.

"Oh? What reason do you have to be so sure that I'll agree? " Qiao Lingyu looked at Song Zimo with a faint smile.

Song Zimo's temperament was completely the opposite of Qiao Lingyu's. If Qiao Lingyu was a sharp sword, then Song Zimo was like a Xiao Bai, his entire body was warm like jade. If he paid attention to Song Zimo, he would have a kind of misconception, like the most brilliant winter sunlight.

Song Zimo did not say much, and directly handed over the thing in his hand: "Based on this!"

Qiao Lingyu was startled, but still took it from his hands.

Equity transfer agreement.

A few big words caused Qiao Lingyu to be stunned.

He even had his seal on it. Although there was no signature, this agreement had legal effects before the law.

"john wouldn't say that the seal is fake, right?" The smile on Song Zimo's face was very bright, but his tone was filled with a deep chill.

Qiao Lingyu put down the agreement, glanced at Song Zimo, and said, "No, it's true."

He looked at Song Zimo's pleased expression, but deep down in his heart, there were not many who could steal the seal, so Song Zimo's appearance must have been premeditated.

"You think you can make me give up on welfare home just like that? "You think too simply." Without saying anything, Qiao Lingyu's expression turned cold.

He raised his wrist and looked at his watch: "I still have things to do, let's talk about the welfare home later."

He had to go back and settle the score with his wife.

Su Ranqing had been feeling very uneasy in her heart.

She did not know how Song Zimo and his negotiation was going, but she was getting more and more afraid.

The door opened, and Su Ranqing turned around.

"You're back." She opened her mouth, but her voice was not loud. It was obvious that she was very guilty.

"Yes." Qiao Lingyu replied, his expression did not reveal any particular emotion.

However, his current appearance made Su Ranqing even more afraid. It was as if he was calm before a storm, which made Su Ranqing feel that it was extremely strange.

If Qiao Lingyu didn't take the initiative to mention it, Su Ranqing wouldn't even take the initiative. He continued to eat as usual, not even sparing Su Ranqing a glance.

Su Ranqing bit her lips, feeling a sense of unease in her heart.

After finishing his meal, Qiao Lingyu still did not speak.

Su Ranqing was helpless, she could only secretly make a call to Song Zimo.

"How's the situation with the welfare home?"

If she did not ask Song Zimo, she would only feel that Qiao Lingyu seemed to not know anything.

"You mean he didn't say yes or no?" Su Ranqing was shocked, but then she heard Qiao Lingyu's footsteps coming from outside the door.

"He came up. I'll hang up first." She did not wait for Song Zimo's reply and hung up the phone.

On the other hand, Song Zimo was holding his phone, listening to the beeping coming from inside, and sighed in his heart.

Why was it that even a phone call from her was so shameful?

It felt like a secret affair.

He really couldn't accept it!

Song Zimo closed his eyes.

Just as Su Ranqing hung up the phone, she saw Qiao Lingyu push open the door and look at him uneasily.

"What are you doing?" Qiao Lingyu walked over, and suddenly smiled at Su Ranqing.

"Nothing." Su Ranqing said, a little nervous.

Qiao Lingyu stopped twenty centimeters away from Su Ranqing and said, "I just heard you making a call."

Su Ranqing: "You heard wrong … …"

"Du du …"

At that moment, her cell phone vibrated again.

Su Ranqing wanted to cry, but no tears came out. She immediately lifted her hand, and when she saw the three words "Song Zimo", her gaze suddenly sharpened.

He held Su Ranqing's hand with one hand and pressed the answer button, before Su Ranqing could react, he had already placed his phone on the counter.

"What are you doing?" She shouted in surprise.

Qiao Lingyu did not say anything, he carried Su Ranqing and directly put her on the bed, and then pressed her down on the bed.

His movements were not that rough, but he had perfectly controlled Su Ranqing, causing her eyes to be immediately filled with panic.

A strange sound came out from the phone, some screaming while others shouting. A trace of hatred flashed across Song Zimo's eyes.

Was Qiao Lingyu humiliating him!

"No!" Let me go! "

Su Ranqing's voice was helpless and filled with fear as she held her phone tightly.

Qiao Lingyu did not say a word, completely ignoring Su Ranqing's pleas for help.

He was still thinking about why Su Ranqing apologized to him that day and bought him the osmanthus lotus root to eat. It was just a premeditation.

The anger that he had been suppressing completely engulfed him. He did not care about her feelings and did not want to have the slightest connection to her.

Su Ranqing couldn't help but scream when she felt pain in her lower body.

As if he had lost his mind, Qiao Lingyu's movements became more and more rough toward her.

She clenched her teeth, her gaze landed on her phone which was not far away, the phone screen was still lit, was Song Zimo, on the other side of the phone, listening?

She wanted him to hang up, not let him know what she looked like.

Seeing that Su Ranqing did not make a sound and was still looking at his phone, Qiao Lingyu sneered, was she hoping that someone would come to save her!

Thinking of this, his body forcefully crashed against the wall.

"Ugh!"

Su Ranqing groaned, but what made her most embarrassed was that it was not because of the pain.

Hearing Su Ranqing's voice, Qiao Lingyu's face suddenly revealed a hint of a smile. He extended his hand and pinched Su Ranqing's chin, turning her face towards her.

He did not stop his actions. Looking at the painful expression on Su Ranqing's face, she actually felt a strange sense of satisfaction.

"Shout!" "Scream for your lover!"

His voice was sarcastic, full of humiliation.

Su Ranqing's face was covered with fine beads of sweat, but she forced herself not to say a word.

Seeing that, Qiao Lingyu's movements were not as rough as at the start. Instead, it became even more rhythmic, sometimes slow but deep and heavy, and other times very fast and light.