Don't meet me in your next life.

She knew tonight would be an unforgettable night.

Xiang Yi got into a taxi and headed straight for her destination.

She silently prayed in her heart: Shao Yunting, I hope you won't blame me anymore after tonight.

Shao Yunting's office was on the 25th floor. When she arrived by elevator, she happened to run into Song Qingyan who was walking in from outside.

The two men looked at each other and smiled.

Xiang Yi felt inexplicably nervous.

She was afraid that Shao Yunting would refuse to see her.

Seeing that Xiang Yiyi's face was slightly flushed, Song Qingyan frowned and asked, "Yiyi, what's wrong?"

"No, it's nothing."

"Let's go then."

Xiang Yi followed Song Qingyan into his office.

The office was empty.

Xiang Yi looked around and could only see the documents on the desktop and a huge floor-to-ceiling window.

Song Qingyan threw her briefcase on the desk and turned to walk towards the sofa.

Xiang Yi followed behind him and sat opposite him.

After he sat down, Xiang Yi immediately took out the exquisite velvet box from her bag and handed it to him, saying, "This is a gift I bought."

"what?"

He raised an eyebrow.

"It's that tie."

"I don't need it."

"But this is a token of my appreciation, so please don't refuse," Xiang Yi said coquettishly.

"No. I said I don't need it."

"Then I won't be polite." Xiang Yi said, reaching out to open the gift box.

Song Qingyan quickly grabbed her hand.

"what are you doing?"

“Don’t touch!”

Xiang Yi felt extremely wronged. "Why can't I touch it? I was just looking."

"No means no, you can't break the rules." Song Qingyan's attitude was firm.

Xiang Yi gritted her teeth and withdrew her hand.

"Hmph." She pouted. "Then tell me if you like it or not? I'll get you another one."

"What do you think?"

"How could I possibly guess?"

"Never mind then, I'm not interested in cheap stuff anyway."

Xiang Yi was furious upon hearing this.

what?

How dare he say that about the gift she gave him?

What was his attitude?!

"Fine! Then don't blame me!"

Xiang Yi took her phone out of her bag, pulled up the photos, waved them at Song Qingyan, and said, "See for yourself!"

She handed the phone to Song Qingyan so he could see clearly who was in the photo.

Song Qingyan's eyes were cold, his face was ashen, and his fists were clenched so tightly they cracked.

"You still remember me, right?" Xiang Yi looked at Song Qingyan provocatively and said, "I'm your junior, we even had dinner together."

"I've said it before! Don't randomly photograph other people's private parts."

"I wasn't taking random pictures. I was taking pictures of your private parts, okay?"

"My privacy?" Song Qingyan curled her lip in a mocking smile. "What privacy do I have?"

“You do have it,” Xiang Yi said with certainty.

"You're talking nonsense!" Song Qingyan said angrily.

“Fine, it’s good that you admit it,” Xiang Yi continued. “Do you think I’m filming your private moments and then trying to blackmail you?”

Xiang Yiyi continued, "But don't think I'll be intimidated. Don't you like me? Let me tell you, I've wanted this necklace for a long time. So I think, since I've offered myself up, I should be qualified to be your mistress."

With a sharp "slap!", Song Qingyan's hand landed hard on Xiang Yiyi's left cheek.

Xiang Yi's head suddenly exploded, her cheeks burned, and her ears were ringing.

Xiang Yi stared blankly at Song Qingyan.

"You...you hit me?!" Xiang Yi covered her cheek, tears instantly welling up in her eyes.

She never expected Song Qingyan to hit her.

She never imagined that one day she would become his enemy.

Song Qingyan glanced coldly at Xiang Yiyi, "I'm warning you, don't talk nonsense outside, or you'll face the consequences!"

"I'm talking nonsense?" Xiang Yi's eyes widened. "And what about you? Were you also talking nonsense about me outside?!"

"I didn't!" Song Qingyan denied it outright.

"Ha, Song Qingyan, you're truly pathetic," Xiang Yi said, crying. "Do you even know how noble you were in my eyes? Do you think you're some kind of good person?"

Song Qingyan frowned. "What do you mean?"

"What I mean is, if you like me, then you can't let any other woman get close to you, and you have to respect women's privacy. You can accept this gift. Let's pretend nothing happened before, and we'll have no further relationship. You don't need to come looking for me anymore. I'm moving out now and will never appear in front of you again."

"How dare you!" Song Qingyan roared, "Xiang Yiyi, don't take advantage of my affection for you and act recklessly! Do you believe I can kick you out of the Song family right now!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiang Yi grabbed her bag and rushed out.

boom!

The door slammed shut with a loud bang.

Song Qingyan slumped onto the sofa, hugging her knees and burying her head in them.

"Young Master, what's wrong?" Uncle Zhang asked worriedly.

"roll!"

Song Qingyan roared angrily.

He was extremely agitated at that moment, so agitated that he wanted to destroy the world, but he had nowhere to vent his frustration.

Uncle Zhang was intimidated and quickly retreated.

Xiang Yi ran out.

She ran all the way to the roadside and hailed a taxi.

"Driver, please take me to the airport."

Seeing this, the driver shook his head and sighed, "Young lady, how are you going to get home so late? It's too dangerous for you to go home alone. Why don't you go to a hotel and stay for the night before going home?"

"No need," Xiang Yi waved her hand. "Thank you, Master."

She paid the fare and got out of the car.

She didn't want to go home, didn't want to face anything at home.

Because she was afraid she wouldn't be able to hold back her tears.

She kept taking deep breaths, trying to calm herself down.

She needs to calm down and not make any more foolish mistakes.

Her fingers trembled as she dialed Shen Hanqian's phone number.

"Hello... Yi Yi? Why are you still awake so late?" Shen Hanqian's gentle voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Sister," Xiang Yi choked out, "I'm at the Seaside Garden now."

Upon hearing this, Shen Hanqian hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

“I’ll be waiting for you at the seaside garden. Let’s chat when you arrive.” Xiang Yi’s voice had become hoarse and unpleasant.

"Okay. Wait for me a moment, I'll be there soon."

Shen Hanqian hung up the phone.

Xiang Yi sat on the bench, arms crossed, her tense emotions finally slowly relaxing.

She couldn't understand how she felt.

She liked Song Qingyan, but she no longer wanted to be Song Qingyan's toy.

She also couldn't accept the fact that he was engaged to another woman.

Xiang Yi closed her eyes, letting the cold tears slide down her pale face.

It wasn't that she disliked Song Qingyan; it was just that she was afraid of getting hurt if she continued to love him.

Shen Hanqian arrived quickly.

The two people sat facing each other in the coffee shop.

Looking at Xiang Yiyi's expression, Shen Hanqian vaguely guessed what was going on.

"Yi Yi, what's wrong? Why do you look like you're about to die?"