"What did you say?"
"Song Qiao, you old pervert!"
Hearing this, Wu Meng was instantly enraged, clenched her small fists, and playfully punched his chest.
"What did I do now?"
Song Qiao was amused by her actions.
"I just wanted to find a place to change clothes, where did you get that idea, girl?"
Wu Meng's face turned red with embarrassment, and she unconsciously pouted.
"Hmph, who knows if you perverted guy has good intentions."
Saying that, she rolled her eyes at Song Qiao again.
"Alright, if you don't trust me, then you can go by yourself."
Song Qiao deliberately chuckled, raised his eyebrows, turned, and was about to leave first.
"Song Qiao, you jerk, stop right there!"
Seeing that Song Qiao was really going to leave her behind, Wu Meng stomped her feet in anger and chased after him.
What she had just said was just lip service.
She could now rest a hundred percent assured of Song Qiao's character.
After all, Song Qiao hadn't taken advantage of her when Chen Jun had drugged her last time.
...
The two of them ran all the way and finally found a hotel nearby.
Unfortunately, it turned out to be a love hotel specifically for couples.
Seeing the sign, a hint of embarrassment reappeared on Wu Meng's face.
But with the heavy rain outside, there was no other choice at the moment. She gritted her teeth and could only grudgingly walk in with Song Qiao.
"Hello, please get us a standard room."
Song Qiao calmly handed over his ID.
Wu Meng, who was fuming beside him, could only grind her teeth.
This guy was clearly teasing her on purpose. He was so rich, yet he only wanted to book a standard room.
If outsiders knew about this, her pure reputation would be completely ruined here.
"Song Qiao, why didn't you book two rooms?"
"I don't have that much money on me..."
"Nonsense, how can a big boss like you be short of such a small amount of money? I just saw a stack of red bills in your wallet!"
As she was speaking in exasperation, Song Qiao, who was walking ahead, suddenly turned around.
She almost ran into his arms again.
"What are you doing?"
Wu Meng cautiously took a step back.
"I say, little Wu, you have to consider my feelings too. If we, a man and a woman, book two rooms and others find out, won't they think I'm incapable?"
"I, Song Qiao, cannot bear such damage to my reputation."
Song Qiao said with a feigned earnest expression.
Then, before Wu Meng could react, he grabbed her wrist and led her straight to the room they had booked.
Both of them were drenched from the heavy rain. If they didn't take a hot bath and change their clothes quickly, they would definitely catch a cold.
After entering the room, Wu Meng looked at the dazzling array of romantic decorations in the hotel, and her cheeks began to feel hot again.
"I'm going to take a shower and then dry our clothes."
"Turn around and don't you dare peek."
Wu Meng lowered her head, her teeth chattering as she bit them.
"Tsk, as if I've never seen it before. I'm not interested."
Song Qiao chuckled lightly, but he still obediently turned away.
Wu Meng knew he was referring to the incident with Wu Jun last time. Her already shy face was now as red as an apple.
For some reason, towards the attitude Song Qiao was displaying now.
A surge of sourness could not help but well up in her heart.
It took them a long time to dry their clothes after tidying up.
When they walked out of the hotel, it was already five or six in the afternoon. The heavy rain had stopped, and the air outside was very fresh.
Wu Meng looked at Song Qiao's back as he walked ahead, and a sense of emotion arose in her heart.
In this situation, he had not had any improper thoughts about her.
Although he teased her verbally throughout, his actions had not crossed any boundaries.
She had to admit that his restraint and character alone were enough to earn her admiration.
"Alas, although Song Qiao is not comparable to the CEO of Xinkai Capital, he can still be considered a friend to associate with."
"Where in this world is there a perfect person? Yu Qing, she is truly too unfortunate."
Wu Meng sighed inwardly, and her footsteps quickened, catching up to Song Qiao who was going downstairs.
...
"Song Qiao, I really don't know if you're a man. You just walk ahead by yourself and don't even wait for me."
She caught up to Song Qiao, and the initial感动 in her heart turned into sarcasm and mockery upon reaching her lips.
Song Qiao shook his head helplessly and glanced at her with the look of someone caring for a child.
"I say, Miss Wu, if I care about you, you say I have ulterior motives and bad intentions."
"Now that I don't care about you, you say I'm not a man and lack masculinity."
"Aren't your demands on me a bit too harsh?"
"You..."
Wu Meng was choked by his words, and for a moment she didn't know how to retort.
Just then, a sharp, sarcastic voice suddenly emerged from somewhere.
"Oh, who do I think it is? It turns out to be Song Qiao and his wife's best friend."
"Tsk tsk tsk, how shameless. Coming to a place like this, a man and a woman alone. No wonder your wife divorced you."
The speaker was Li Bingqing and Mo Ling.
These two persistent nuisances were like a sticky candy, always popping out to disgust Song Qiao from time to time.
"What nonsense are you talking about? We just went in to change our clothes."
Wu Meng, who was usually indifferent and didn't like to argue with others, couldn't help but rush forward to argue with Li Bingqing when she saw her using the matter she least wanted to be mentioned to insult and slander Song Qiao.
However, Li Bingqing scoffed at this explanation.
"I say, Wu Meng, do you even believe yourself when you say that?"
"A man and a woman entering a love hotel together, did they just change clothes?"
"Do you dare to say that neither of you did anything that cannot be seen?"
"Or is it that Song Qiao has no function in that regard?"
"A pair of dogs is a pair of dogs. They don't even blush when they speak."
"One is a best friend, the other is his own sister. I really don't know what sin Xia Yuqing committed in her past life to know these two things."
Li Bingqing's words were like sharp daggers, and with every sentence, Wu Meng trembled with anger.
"Alas, it would have been great if Xue Qing was here today. With her sharp tongue, she could have taken on Mo Ling and Li Bingqing by herself."
Wu Meng sighed and could only sit there and listen obediently.
She couldn't deal with them, but Song Qiao was not going to tolerate these two in front of him.
He turned around, shielding Wu Meng behind him, and looked at Li Bingqing and Mo Ling with a half-smile.
He said coldly:
"I say, why are you two annoying like sticky candy? Are people from your noble families naturally ill?"