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"What do you mean?"

Upon hearing this, several police officers in the office spoke up simultaneously.

"What do you mean 'we don't want to do our best to investigate'? We came over as soon as you called the police, didn't we help you investigate?"

Pei Xingzhi stared at a policeman's computer: "The computer isn't even turned on yet. What are you investigating? You came back from the hospital after reviewing the surveillance footage, and you've been sitting here chatting and watching videos. Who's investigating you? Is chatting on WeChat and watching short videos some kind of way you investigate people?"

"..."

The police officer who had been talking back was immediately speechless, and the others who were playing on their phones also quietly put their phones away.

"Forget it, stop talking." Qin Song sighed helplessly and tugged at Pei Xingzhi's arm.

Pei Xingzhi was tense all over, trembling with anger.

Qin Song pulled him behind her and apologized to the police officers in front of them: "I'm sorry, my husband didn't mean to question you. He was just too scared and couldn't control his emotions. The perpetrator attacked as soon as he arrived, and my husband was worried that he would do it again."

“I’m pregnant now, and I can’t take his revenge a second time.”

"So, that's why I said we'd do our best to investigate!" The policeman standing there sounded a little less confident when he said this.

Qin Song replied cooperatively, "I know, thank you for your hard work."

The police officer turned to the side and waved to her: "Go back and wait for news. We'll let you know as soon as there's any development."

"Okay." Qin Song said no more, grabbed Pei Xingzhi's hand and dragged him out of the office.

Pei Xingzhi bit his lip tightly, and didn't say a word from the moment he left the police station until he got into the car.

"Don't be angry. We should have expected this outcome the moment we decided to call the police." Qin Song was quite easygoing and even managed to smile and comfort him instead.

He placed both hands on the steering wheel, and the veins on the back of his hands bulged out from the force.

Qin Song turned his head to look at him, raised his hand and gently patted the back of his hand: "It's good that you're alright, don't be angry. Most people have to learn the lesson of calling the police at least once."

“No,” Pei Xingzhi disagreed. “People with money and power don’t need to go.”

Qin Song remained silent.

Pei Xingzhi took a deep breath, then suddenly grabbed Qin Song's shoulders and pulled her into his arms, holding her tightly.

He hugged her so tightly that Qin Song even had trouble breathing.

But she silently endured it. She reached out and put her arm around Pei Xingzhi's shoulder, deepening the hug: "It's okay, we'll just be more careful in the future. If the 'result' they mentioned really happens, that would be great, but if not, it's alright too."

"We are just ordinary people, and this is all we can do."

"Qin Song." Pei Xingzhi's chin was pressed tightly against Qin Song's collarbone, and as he spoke, the tip of his nose intentionally or unintentionally brushed against Qin Song's neck. "Don't worry, I will definitely find the driver myself. If the police can't help me, I'll do it myself."

"I won't let him go."

"Okay." Qin Song moved his hand up and patted Pei Xingzhi's head twice. "I believe you."

Too much had happened today, and Pei Xingzhi couldn't contain all his emotions. First Lu Yibai, then this car accident tinged with murderous intent—he was simply losing his composure.

He held Qin Song as if she were a lifeline, unwilling to let go for a long time.

Qin Song didn't know how to comfort him, so she could only stay quietly by his side, letting him know that someone could be a reliable person by his side.

The two of them sat in the car, their minds completely focused on each other, utterly unaware that on the opposite side of the road, Qin Wushuang was leaning against a car, coldly watching them.

……

On Monday, Qin Song officially started his customer service job.

Pei Xingzhi was afraid of affecting her, so he hurriedly left after breakfast. Before leaving, he didn't forget to tell her: "You can just do this job for fun. If you feel wronged or too tired, quit immediately. I can earn more than 10,000 yuan a month now, which is enough to support you and the child."

"Okay." Qin Song handed him the laptop bag, smiling gently. "I know what I'm doing, don't worry."

Pei Xingzhi nodded: "Then I'm leaving."

Qin Song: "Go ahead, be careful."

"..."

They had finished saying their goodbyes, but Pei Xingzhi was still standing at the doorway.

"...What's wrong?" Qin Song looked at him with a puzzled expression. "Have you forgotten something, or is there something you want to say?"

“…No.” Pei Xingzhi shook his head, his expression inexplicably unnatural. “No.”

Qin Song: "...Then why aren't you leaving yet?"

After asking, she noticed Pei Xingzhi staring at her face and thought there was something on it, so she reached out and touched her face: "Is my face not clean enough?"

Pei Xingzhi shook his head again: "It's clean."

Qin Song was even more puzzled: "Then why are you staring at me? Aren't you in a hurry to get to work?"

"I..." Pei Xingzhi pursed his lips, looking hesitant, "I...can I..."

"Huh?" Qin Song's eyes widened.

Pei Xingzhi hesitated for a long time, his meaningful gaze lingering on Qin Song's face. But in the end, he said, "...It's nothing. I'm going to work. Take care of yourself at home, and call me if you need anything."

Qin Song: "...Huh?"

She was completely bewildered by Pei Xingzhi and had no idea what he was doing.

The door closed in front of her, and she stood there for a while, thinking, but couldn't come up with anything.

"Never mind." She didn't want to make things difficult for herself, assuming that Pei Xingzhi was still asleep.

The home-based customer service was just a pretense. Once Pei Xingzhi left, Qin Song openly started drawing on his tablet.

The three drawings she sold to Jiang Mian needed to be improved, so she had to communicate with Jiang Mian while making changes, and she was so busy that she didn't even have time to drink water.

When Pei Lingxuan called, she was having a "heated discussion" with Jiang Mian about how many diamonds should be added to the necklace pendant.

"Hey?"

She answered the phone, her tone unconsciously carrying a hint of hostility.

"...Sister-in-law? What's wrong?" Pei Lingxuan was a little flustered.

"...It's nothing." Qin Song forced a smile, replying to Jiang Mian's WeChat message while talking to Pei Lingxuan, "What's wrong, Xiaoxuan? Is there something you need?"

Pei Lingxuan went straight to the point: "Sister-in-law, I just went for interviews at two companies, and one of them is willing to let me try out for a position, even though they don't mind my background. If I do a good job, I have a chance to be hired!"

"Sister-in-law, it seems I have a job again!"

"Sure," Qin Song said through gritted teeth, his expression shifting between anger and laughter. "What's the name of that company? What does it do? Is it reliable?"

The background noise of Pei Lingxuan's voice was somewhat loud, suggesting that she was making the call while standing by the roadside.

"The company's name is Qiangsheng Design, and it specializes in interior design and decoration. I searched online for reviews of the company, and they seemed pretty good, so it should be quite reliable."

"Qiangsheng Design?" Qin Song found the name familiar; it seemed like he had heard it somewhere before.