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"That was because I was immature back then," Qin Song explained with a forced smile. "I was so reckless before. Mom was so good to me, but I didn't appreciate it. Now I know I was wrong, and I won't act recklessly like before. I'll go back with you. What time are you leaving tomorrow?"

Pei Xingzhi stared at Qin Song in astonishment, and after a few seconds of hesitation, he replied, "We'll leave at nine o'clock tomorrow after breakfast."

"Okay, then give me some money. I'll take advantage of the time I still have to buy some things for Mom and my sister." Qin Song said, changing his shoes at the door and heading out. "Although we're not as rich as we used to be, when we go home, we should at least show some appreciation."

Upon hearing this, Pei Xingzhi immediately opened his phone and transferred 10,000 yuan to Qin Song. After making the transfer, he hesitated for a moment, but still followed him, saying, "I'll go with you."

Qin Song smiled and said, "Okay."

They now live in an old, run-down neighborhood, and if they want to go shopping, they have to go to a mall three kilometers away. Pei Xingzhi's luxury cars have all been mortgaged, and the only car they can drive now is a second-hand car that Ye Ci gave them.

Qin Song doesn't know much about car brands; for her, a good car is one that can be driven and doesn't leak when you sit in it.

"The car is here." Pei Xingzhi came to the car, unlocked it, and gestured for Qin Song to get in.

Qin Song nodded, walked over, opened the passenger door, and calmly sat down.

This car is a used one; Ye Ci bought it from his friend. Although it's in good condition, it's obvious that it's quite old.

Qin Song used to only ride in luxury cars worth millions, considering anything under that price dirty and not even wanting to touch it. But now, sitting in this cheap secondhand car, she didn't show the slightest bit of disgust.

Pei Xingzhi observed her carefully, and he couldn't see any trace of pretense at all.

He had seen countless people, but this time he really couldn't tell them apart.

"Come on, what are you standing there for?" Qin Song didn't know what he was thinking. Seeing him standing still, he waved to him from inside the car.

“…Hmm.” He then came to his senses, walked to the other side of the car, opened the door, and got in.

This was Pei Xingzhi's first official return home since the company went bankrupt. He didn't buy much, only some tonics for his mother and sister. He also bought Qin Song an Ultraman nightlight.

"Are you sure you only want this?" Pei Xingzhi asked repeatedly as he paid the bill.

Qin Song nodded affirmatively, his eyes fixed on Ultraman without ever looking away: "I only want this one... This Ultraman's nostrils actually light up, it's so ugly! I have to buy this ugly thing and play with it."

"Are you sure you don't want anything else?" Pei Xingzhi glanced at her. "We just passed a perfume shop. It's a brand you like. Do you want to go in and take a look?"

"No." Qin Song was only interested in the Ultraman lamp. "Our money is hard-earned, and every penny must be spent wisely. Perfume is optional for me. If I want to smell nice, I can just buy a bottle of Six God."

"Six God? What brand is that?" Pei Xingzhi had never heard of it before.

Qin Song: "It is the Six Gods."

"..." A rare look of bewilderment appeared on Pei Xingzhi's face.

Because of Qin Song's insistence, he only bought him the Ultraman lamp in the end. In his mind, Qin Song wasn't someone who liked cheap things. Therefore, on the way back, he kept a close eye on Qin Song's mood.

Qin Song was very happy, without a trace of negative emotion. She played with the Ultraman toy in her hand and even took a picture with great enthusiasm and posted it on her WeChat Moments.

But less than two minutes after posting it, she inexplicably panicked and quickly deleted the post from her WeChat Moments.

The WeChat account she's currently using belongs to the female supporting character. This female supporting character has behaved improperly and has added many questionable people on WeChat. A few days ago, those people intermittently sent messages to Qin Song, but Qin Song ignored them, so they stopped harassing him.

Now, Qin Song has only updated his WeChat Moments, and as if they had planned it all in advance, they've all been bombarding him with messages.

"Om - hum -"

"Om-"

The phone kept ringing incessantly. Qin Song glanced at WeChat and felt as if his eyes had been assaulted.

—Sister, will you come to see me again? The doctor said I can start having sex after three months of pregnancy, but I haven't experienced what it's like to be with a pregnant woman yet.

"So you're Pei Xingzhi's wife? I'll give you 30,000 to spend the night with me, are you in?" Pei Xingzhi thought highly of himself, but I was determined to see what it was like to be his wife. If you think 30,000 isn't enough, I can raise the price! But I want to make it clear beforehand that I want bondage play.

—Qin Song, that old man is still waiting for you. Are you going to agree or not? If you don't like this old man, I have another one. He's a bit perverted, though. I don't know if you can accept that.

Not only did they send messages, but one of them also made a video call to Qin Song. Qin Song was so startled that he almost frantically turned his phone to silent mode.

"What's wrong?" Pei Xingzhi sensed something was amiss and asked her directly.

Qin Song was so frightened by WeChat that his face turned pale. He stammered an explanation while deleting his WeChat account and registering a new one with another phone card.

"No, it's nothing. It's just that my WeChat account got a virus and I can't use it anymore. I'll register a new one now. Tell me your WeChat ID and I'll add you."

Her words sounded strange, and it was clear that something was up. Pei Xingzhi turned to look at her, and seeing that she had already registered a new WeChat account, he didn't ask any further questions and simply gave her his WeChat ID.

Qin Song searched for it and added it. She originally wanted to add the note "Pei Xingzhi", but after thinking about it, she changed it to "husband".

Pei Xingzhi, who was watching from the side, saw it clearly, and a barely perceptible look of astonishment flashed across his eyes.

What was Qin Song's WeChat nickname for him again?

He thought about it carefully and remembered what those words were—"a scoundrel who gives money whenever he wants."

Pei Xingzhi was both shocked and mocked when the term of address was changed from "husband" to "husband".

If Qin Song is genuinely repentant, then the word "husband" represents an intimate relationship. If everything before him is an act by Qin Song, then he finds the term "husband" a hundred times more disgusting than "vengeful child."

Qin Song had no idea what Pei Xingzhi was thinking; she only thought that Pei Xingzhi's WeChat account was really clean now.

The next day, the two left on time after breakfast. Qin Song didn't say a word the whole way; her hands were tightly clasped together, and she was visibly nervous.

Pei Xingzhi took in her reaction and, seeing her tense expression, became somewhat wary.

Qin Song has always been at odds with Pei's mother, and she usually avoids seeing her whenever possible, resorting to tantrums when she can't avoid her. But today, she surprisingly came along on her own initiative. Could there be some underhanded scheme behind this?

Pei Xingzhi lowered his eyelids slightly, his gaze icy.

The house that Pei's mother lives in now was bought ten years ago with the first money she earned from her investments. Although it's not a luxury house, the current price per square meter has been driven up to more than 20,000 yuan.

This apartment is over 100 square meters, a large suite with three bedrooms and two living rooms. Selling it with the renovations included, it could fetch at least three million.

The house was registered solely in Pei's mother's name, and Qin Song only recently learned that the Pei family owned such a house. Her sudden remorse and subsequent visit to Pei's mother—could she be after this house?

Pei Xingzhi couldn't help but be suspicious. And with a lifetime of suspicion, Qin Song was essentially condemned in his eyes.