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"Of course I have evidence!" Meng Lingqian raised her head high, showing utter disdain for Qin Song's questioning.

"Qin Song, have you forgotten how you enjoyed yourself with me back then? The people behind me are all living proof that you got something for nothing!"

"...So what?" Qin Song stared into Meng Lingqian's eyes, his gaze seemingly innocent. "Do the people behind you have recordings of me taking advantage of them for free, or videos of me doing so?"

"You..." Meng Lingqian was speechless for a moment after hearing her words, "Do I need videos and recordings to expose you? These people have all personally served you, they know best whether you paid them or not!"

"Oh," Qin Song replied perfunctorily, then feigned confusion and said, "What you said sounds very righteous, but I don't understand what you mean by 'serve'?"

"Heh..." Meng Lingqian sneered contemptuously, "Qin Song, what are you pretending to be crazy about? What do you think I meant by 'serve'?"

"I don't know." Qin Song blinked blankly, looking completely innocent. "'Serve' is the word you used. How would I know what it means?"

"...Are you going to play dumb with me?" Meng Lingqian was getting a little impatient with her feigned madness.

Qin Song: "Didn't you keep saying that I took advantage of you and that I should pay you back? If you don't explain this clearly, how am I supposed to pay you back?"

"You..." Meng Lingqian was speechless when Qin Song asked her question.

Qin Song looked at her and helplessly shrugged: "You want me to pay you back, but you won't explain things clearly. You're really strange."

"..." Meng Lingqian felt like her heart was on fire after being rebuked! But she had no legitimate reason to lash out.

She glared at Qin Song with a crooked mouth, and after a long while, she finally gave in.

"Okay, you want an explanation, right? Then I'll explain it to you."

"Hmm." Qin Song listened attentively.

Meng Lingqian: "What I mean by 'service' is very simple. It means that you used to come to my shop frequently and have these guys behind me provide you with certain exciting services. But after you enjoyed the services, you never paid, so I called you a freeloader and came to your door today to ask you for money."

The message was made very clear, and not only Qin Song heard it clearly, but even those who were blocking the doorway to watch heard every single word.

"Oh my God……"

After a gasp, the crowd erupted in excitement, with gossip swirling around Qin Song's ears.

"What 'exciting services'? Isn't what that woman talking about just ordering male escorts for casual sex?"

"My God, is the Pei family's daughter-in-law really that fierce? She secretly ordered so many male prostitutes outside all by herself! Can her body really handle it?"

"Huh? Isn't the Pei family's daughter-in-law already over eight months pregnant? Why would she still be ordering male prostitutes outside?"

"Hehe, maybe she thinks it's more exciting to play while pregnant."

"Tsk tsk tsk, a male prostitute coming to your door asking for payment, I've never seen anything like it in my whole life."

This is a senior living community, and most of the residents are elderly people.

Older people never hold back when gossiping; they can be as harsh as they want, without any regard for the feelings of the people involved.

Ye Ci endured it again and again, until she was burning with anger inside.

"sister in law."

He nudged Qin Song's arm, about to ask if they should chase the onlookers away, but before he could even ask, he caught a glimpse of a male model recording them with his phone.

"...What are you doing?!" His face turned cold, and he immediately pointed at the man hiding in the corner, asking sharply, "Who gave you permission to take pictures?"

The man shrank back, somewhat guiltily asking, "Why...why can't I take pictures? These are all evidence!"

"I'll testify to your mother's innocence!" Ye Ci cursed at him, unable to swallow her resentment, and wanted to rush forward to confront him.

"Ye Ci!" Qin Song reached out again to stop him, preventing him from making any rash moves.

"Sister-in-law!" he exclaimed, stamping his feet in frustration. "That stinky chicken is taking pictures of you with her phone!"

"Let him film if he wants to," Qin Song said nonchalantly, though he was secretly a little excited.

She was just worried about how to become famous. If this male model took a picture of her and posted it online, she might not have to find a way to gain traffic anymore.

"Sister-in-law!" Ye Ci had no idea what she was thinking, but he felt extremely anxious.

Qin Song still had the mood to smile at him: "Don't be impatient, just follow my rhythm."

Ye Ci: "...This fucking has a rhythm?"

Qin Song raised an eyebrow: "Of course."

Then, turning to Meng Lingqian again, he continued the previous topic: "Since you say that I had those people behind you provide services for me, can you provide any substantial evidence to prove that I actually enjoyed their services?"

Meng Lingqian repeated her previous statement: "Qin Song, do I need evidence to prove I've exposed you?"

Qin Song didn't follow her lead and said, "If you don't have a video or audio recording, then my order records will do. You're the boss of a nightclub, you should have order records, right?"

Meng Lingqian was a little flustered by the question: "...I told you, I don't need any of these things to beat you up!"

“Why not?” Ji Mingxuan interjected. “Everything requires evidence. Without evidence, it’s slander! We can absolutely sue you for making things up without any evidence!”

"...Go ahead and sue me if you dare!" Meng Lingqian rolled her eyes, completely ignoring Ji Mingxuan's warning.

Ji Mingxuan: "Of course I have the ability to sue, but do you have the ability to respond to the lawsuit?"

Meng Lingqian: "Why should I sue you? I'm here today to get money from Qin Song, not to get money from you. What, are you her lawyer?"

Ji Mingxuan straightened his back: "I can be anytime."

"Tch..." Meng Lingqian's face was full of sarcasm.

Ji Mingxuan is a lawyer, and he never allows anyone to underestimate his professionalism and competence. Seeing Meng Lingqian like this now, his professional instincts kicked in instantly.

He rolled up his sleeves and began showering Meng Lingqian with his professional knowledge.

Meng Lingqian couldn't understand at all, but she couldn't stand Ji Mingxuan's smug look, so she started arguing with him in a chaotic way.

While the two were arguing, Qin Song's gaze remained fixed on Meng Lingqian.

Meng Lingqian was clearly prepared, but strangely, she couldn't produce any evidence that Qin Song had taken advantage of a male model for free.

The fact that she could be so self-righteous without any evidence, and that she wasn't afraid of Qin Song calling the police or suing her, was all too familiar to Qin Song. It was hard for him not to guess what was going on.

"Hey."

Taking advantage of Meng Lingqian's moment of respite, Qin Song suddenly asked, "Did Qin Sisi send you here?"