The child whined and mumbled for a long time before Song Ling finally hung up the call.
As soon as she entered the room, Lin Fenghua clicked her tongue and said, "You're quite troublesome, aren't you?"
This lover is no ordinary person.
Song Ling smiled when he heard Lin Fenghua ask this question.
Lin Fenghua poured a glass of wine and handed it to Song Ling: "I'm not difficult to deal with, give it a try with me."
"Is this President Lin's ultimate goal?" Song Ling asked with a smile, taking the wine from Lin Fenghe but not drinking it.
"No, it's not that. I really want to cooperate with Qinghe. In the past, I wouldn't have had this opportunity." Lin Fenghe glanced at Song Ling and asked him, "Aren't you sure you don't want to give it a try? I might be more suitable than yours."
Song Ling put down her wine glass and lowered her gaze: "There are many things that cannot be described as suitable or unsuitable."
Seeing that Song Ling's attitude was very firm, Lin Fenghua stopped mentioning it. After thinking for a while, she simply changed her approach, sighed, and said to Song Ling, "Then let's talk about the cooperation first. Take me to your company tomorrow. I need to see it with my own eyes to feel at ease."
"good."
"I'd be so kind as to ask Mr. Song to take me home tonight. My assistant and I had a couple of drinks. Drunk driving is strictly enforced in the capital, and I've always been a law-abiding businesswoman. I don't want to have a bad record for drunk driving." Lin Fenghua looked up at Song Ling, her eyes full of expectation.
After thinking about it, Song Ling agreed. The two companies were planning a long-term cooperation, and it wouldn't be good to keep refusing Lin Fenghua.
Seeing that Song Ling had relented, Lin Fenghua excitedly exclaimed "Yay!" and then packed her things and followed Song Ling out of the bar.
The assistant "voluntarily" walked home, and as soon as Lin Fenghua followed Song Ling to the parking lot, her eyes were immediately drawn to Song Ling's SUV.
"This car is pretty cool." Lin Fenghe touched the front of the car, her eyes gleaming.
Song Ling looked at Lin Fenghua, unable to figure her out. Logically, Lin Fenghua was five or six years older than him, yet she seemed like a child, speaking without restraint.
Before Song Ling could speak, Lin Fenghua opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat. Once inside, she insisted that Song Ling fasten her seatbelt.
This person hadn't said a word the whole way, and Song Ling's ears were ringing. Suddenly, she started to miss Luo Wenchuan, who was usually quiet.
Even after dropping her off at the intersection near the residential area, Song Ling pulled the car over to the side of the road, but Lin Fenghua still didn't get out; she just quietly watched him.
"The road ahead is a bit rough, let's get off here. Mr. Lin, is there anything else you'd like to say?"
Even though Song Ling is a fairly good-tempered person, he was getting a little irritated at this moment. He had listened to far too much nonsense all night and should have left earlier to go find Luo Wenchuan.
Lin Fenghua looked at him and suddenly said, "Your car has a large chassis and looks very stable. If you do something in the car, I doubt anyone outside will notice."
Song Ling looked at Lin Fenghua and suddenly smiled: "President Lin, don't you have a steady partner?"
"No, but I didn't come to you out of desperation. Qinghe has the technology, and I'm willing to invest. We're the perfect match. Trust me, you'll fall in love with me during our collaboration, Young Master Song."
Lin Fenghua's words were an undeniable affirmation.
Such a beautiful and confident person is actually quite attractive. Song Ling isn't a man who's indifferent in that area; if it weren't for Luo Wenchuan, he might have agreed to spend more time with Lin Fenghua first.
But the truth is, he already has a difficult puppy, and if he has another one, he simply can't handle it.
If Luo Wenchuan finds out about this today, he'll probably grumble for days.
"Let's talk about it when I fall in love with President Lin."
Song Ling had already rejected Lin Fenghe in a thousand tactful ways. In the adult world, one shouldn't be clingy and persistent. He believed that Lin Fenghe's feelings for him were entirely fickle. A person like that is never short of partners; she can pursue him today and pursue someone else tomorrow.
"You really don't give me any mercy at all." Lin Fenghe looked hurt. He thought about it and realized he had been too hasty. That little thing Luo Wenchuan had only made some progress after two years by Song Ling's side, and he had only been there for a day. He was bound to suffer.
The person got out of the car, said goodbye to Song Ling, and disappeared into the darkness.
Just as Song Ling was about to start the car, he suddenly heard a muffled groan not far away.
Something doesn't sound right.
Song Ling jumped out of the car and walked towards Lin Fenghua. He hadn't gone more than a few steps when he saw Lin Fenghua clutching her arm, her expression completely distorted, along with several tall and burly Alphas.
A group of people looked at Lin Fenghua, then at Song Ling. One of them, without saying a word, charged forward wielding a steel pipe.
Lin Fenghe had been hit on the shoulder and was now wincing in pain. Song Ling pushed Lin Fenghe back, grabbed the man's wrist and yanked it back sharply, only letting go when he heard the sound of bones dislocating.
Song Ling generally doesn't fight, and even when he does, he doesn't like to waste time and always defeats his opponent in one move.
Seeing that Song Ling seemed to have some training, the group of people all rushed forward.
Two fists can't beat four hands. Judging from the ruthlessness these people are using, they must be professionals.
Song Ling snatched a steel pipe of questionable weight from one of the men and glanced at Lin Fenghua, who was watching the scene from behind: "If President Lin still remembers that she is an Alpha, perhaps she can lend a hand."
"Okay, sure."
The feeling of being rescued by a hero was too wonderful. Only after Song Ling reminded her did Lin Fenghua remember that she was also an Alpha.
The two of them were much more relaxed until the very end, when someone said, "Don't kill anyone," and they gradually gave up their attack.
"Song Ling!"
Lin Fenghe called out from behind. When Song Ling turned around, he saw Lin Fenghe standing in front of him, letting out a muffled groan.
Upon seeing the blood, the group stopped and hurriedly fled.
Lin Fenghua clutched her arm and was about to chase after them, but Song Ling pulled her back, saying, "Don't chase them, they'll find out sooner or later."
Outnumbered, and with Lin Fenghua injured.
Lin Fenghua glanced at Song Ling, her eyes filled with a deep, dark look.
"Go to the hospital?"
"Take me home first."
Song Ling glanced at Lin Fenghua's injuries and still took her to the hospital.
The dagger made a cut on Lin Fenghe's upper arm, and the doctor on duty stitched it up overnight.
Seeing the person grimacing in pain even after receiving anesthesia, Song Ling barely managed to suppress a laugh.
"What are you laughing at? Who did I take this knife for?" Lin Fenghe glared at Song Ling. She had originally planned to establish a good image in front of Song Ling, but those bastards ruined it all. Damn it.
"President Lin is very brave, it's my fault." Song Ling said with a smile. When the doctor withdrew the needle, Lin Fenghe frowned again.
After all that trouble, it was already late at night by the time I finished getting the tetanus shot.
Song Ling drove Lin Fenghe home, and Lin Fenghe kept screaming the whole way.
"Why do I have to get four tetanus shots if I have an allergic reaction? I got five shots in one night, including the anesthesia! Five shots! Four of them were in my butt. I feel uncomfortable even sitting down now."
Lin Fenghe held up her injured arm for Song Ling to see. If it weren't for the inconvenience of sitting, she probably would have pulled down her pants to show him the four stitches on her body.
This time, Song Ling didn't take Lin Fenghe to the intersection outside the residential area, but instead took her to her doorstep.
Seeing Song Ling turn to leave, Lin Fenghua quickly grabbed him with her uninjured arm: "I'm injured, can't you stay with me?"
"Is no one home at Mr. Lin's house?"
"No, I'm all alone. Can you help me out and then go back?"
Looking at Lin Fenghe's injured arm, Song Ling thought for a moment and then agreed. On one hand, they were business partners, and on the other hand, the knife Lin Fenghe had stabbed should have been in his own hand.
The person sitting on the sofa watched Song Ling bustling around, helping to make coffee, and suddenly said, "Young Master, have you ever thought that the treasure you've always held in your palm doesn't actually deserve this treatment from you?"
"What do you mean?" Song Ling handed Lin Fenghe the coffee she had ordered and sat down on the other sofa.
Lin Fenghua held her cup and thought for a moment before saying to him, "I don't know how to tell you, but in short, Luo Wenchuan doesn't seem that simple."
"You know him?"
"Of course I know. You're my partner, and I've got everything covered." Lin Fenghua looked at the person sitting opposite her and suddenly felt a pang of emotion.
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Chapter 36 (2/2)
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If Song Ling knew that Luo Wenchuan had been lying to him from beginning to end, what would his reaction be? Would he be angry, or would they break up peacefully?
"I think I understand my partner better than President Lin." Song Ling spoke frankly. He believed he understood Luo Wenchuan quite well; the affection in a child's eyes doesn't lie. A person with ulterior motives wouldn't go to such lengths as Luo Wenchuan; there was no need.
"Really? Maybe you can't judge a book by its cover." Lin Fenghua was telling the truth; Luo Wenchuan was never as harmless as he seemed. Otherwise, he wouldn't have traveled all that way to study in such a desolate place as Song County.
"Is there anything else you need help with, Mr. Lin?" Song Ling asked.
Seeing that Song Ling didn't react to his words, Lin Fenghua didn't intend to continue the topic, since his purpose in meeting Song Ling was to discuss business.
"Tell me your solutions. I don't want to invest in a mess."
Seeing that Lin Fenghua had finally started asking serious questions, Song Ling stopped teasing her as before.
The two talked a lot about business late into the night, and as dawn was approaching, Song Ling decided to spend the night at Lin Fenghua's house.
Both of them are Alphas, and Lin Fenghua was injured. There's no reason why they would spark a romance after just one night together.
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After investigating another company early in the morning, Luo Wenchuan and his assistant Wang returned directly to Qinghe.
Knowing that Song Ling hadn't arrived yet, Luo Wenchuan sat in Song Ling's office and waited. This office used to be Miss Song's office, and it had a wide view; from the floor-to-ceiling windows, one could see half of the city center.
Assistant Wang went to the lobby to greet the person, and Luo Wenchuan, thinking that it must be Song Ling, went down with her.
A black SUV was parked across the hall. After Song Ling got out of the car, she walked to the passenger seat.
Just as Luo Wenchuan was about to rush over, he saw a familiar person get out of the passenger seat.
Lin Fenghua.
The two people in the distance exchanged a smile, then walked side by side into the hall.
Luo Wenchuan's gaze fell on Lin Fenghua, and then he noticed that Song Ling was still wearing the clothes she had worn when she left yesterday.
This person rarely wears the same clothes two days in a row.
Lin Fenghua seemed to have noticed Luo Wenchuan as well. A subtle smile appeared in her affectionate peach blossom eyes, and she deliberately lowered her voice when she spoke. Song Ling had to lean closer to hear her clearly.
Luo Wenchuan was some distance away from the two of them, and from a distance, the only way to describe the two of them was "inseparable".
"Brother Ling."
Luo Wenchuan walked over, and Song Ling glanced at him, signaling him to speak later.
Lin Fenghua followed Song Ling to the Information Department. The two stayed there for a long time and then met Ms. Song Ruozhi.