Genius Bady and Bad Daddy

Song Qian turned it off, turned it on, went into another mode of the phone system, and called Xiao Honglian.

"Song Qian! Just in time! I can't even find you! Why is your phone not working? I'm just injured. Can't you answer the phone?" Xiao Honglian asked, "Do you know that if you don't show up again, I'll lose a lot!"

"What's wrong?" Song Qian frowned.

"Ghost King is here. You have to kill him." Xiao Honglian said.

"Ghost King?" Song Qian blurted out, "Isn't he dead?"

"He's not dead." Xiao Honglian said, "He's alive and well."

"Impossible! I saw him die in the fire with my own eyes!" Song Qian didn't believe it.

"You brought someone to kill him yourself." Xiao Honglian's tone was grave. "But he's been around lately, and he sent me a letter asking you to kill him again."

Song Qian was silent.

A year and a half ago, she received a mission - to assassinate Ghost King.

Song Qian went and dressed up as a man. She wore a mask and picked the best assassins in the red lotus assassin team to kill Ghost King.

Song Qian could never forget the scene at that time. Not only the red lotus team, but also the elite of each assassin team were preparing to kill Ghost King.

And Song Qian was the main force, and she was the only one who had seen Ghost King before. In the end, with the help of all of us, she cooperated with Song Qian and killed Ghost King.

However, Song Qian hid his identity as "The Mystery" in order not to have too much influence and only appeared as the assassin of the red lotus team.

When Ghost King was buried in the sea of fire, he screamed and screamed. Song Qian still remembered, how could he still be alive?

"Impossible!" Song Qian never doubted his ability. "Let's put aside whether he died in the fire or not. The three shots I fired directly hit him on the head, and he won't survive!"

"He's really alive! I'm still looking into how they survived." Xiao Honglian said, "You never give up halfway. Now that Ghost King is not dead, even if your assassination mission is not completed, you have to continue."

"I..." Song Qian hesitated.

Not to mention whether she wanted to go or not, Pei Yilin couldn't let her take another risk!

The last time she went to kill Ghost King, she almost didn't come back.

"What? Did you really decide to quit and never take on a mission again?" Xiao Honglian asked, his tone full of pity.

"Let me think about it." Song Qian was conflicted.

As Xiao Honglian said, Song Qian never gave up halfway.

What's more, song qian had seen Ghost King, and Ghost King had seen Song Qian. If Ghost King had been resurrected, he would have taken revenge.

In that case, Qian Mengmeng would be unsafe and implicate Pei Yilin.

Song Qian's heart tightened. She didn't want anything to happen to either of Qian Mengmeng and Pei Yilin. The power behind Ghost King was so strong that Song Qian didn't want to take the risk.

"Elder Xiao, help me check if my phone is being monitored." Song Qian asked.

"Eavesdropping? What an international joke!" Xiao Honglian said in an exaggerated tone, "You're Pei Yilin's woman now. Who dares? Besides, your phone is specially made and your number is encrypted. How can it be so easily monitored?"

"You should check first." Song Qian said, "I'll call you in five minutes."

After hanging up the phone, Song Qian's heart had been restless. Ghost King appeared, Pei Yilin didn't trust her that much, and Qin Xirong didn't give up on Pei Yilin. These two things combined were enough to worry her!

These five minutes were especially long. Song Qian prayed that Pei Yilin wasn't the one listening in on her phone. No matter what his intentions were, at least it showed that he didn't trust her.

Five minutes later, Song Qian called Xiao Honglian again.

"Did you find out?" Song Qian asked.

"Song Qian, leave Pei Yilin!" Xiao Honglian's voice was serious.

Song Qian's heart began to fall, but he asked calmly, "What's wrong?"

"I just got the message that the person listening on your phone is from the the Dark Night Empire. You are in danger now." Xiao Honglian said.

Song Qian's eyes flashed with confusion. Xiao Honglian didn't know Pei Yilin was the boss of the the Dark Night Empire, so he thought she was in danger.

And now she was sure that Pei Yilin was really monitoring her phone.

What... Was he doing for?

"I see." Song Qian clenched his fists. "In three days, I'll give you a reply whether to assassinate Ghost King or not."

With that, Song Qian didn't listen to Xiao Honglian anymore and hung up.

Song Qian's expression was gloomy. When she thought she had a good relationship with Pei Yilin, he was guarding against her.

She smiled. If there were so many unstable factors in this relationship, why should she show such deep love?

Song Qian poured the coffee and went back to the office, just in time to see Qin Xirong lying in Pei Yilin's arms.

Seeing Song Qian come in, Pei Yilin pushed Qin Xirong away.

Song Qian's expression was normal. He handed the coffee to Qin Xirong and said, "Miss Qin, be careful it's hot."

Pei Yilin looked at Song Qian and saw her smile at him. He was relieved.

"Secretary song has been brewing this cup of coffee for a long time. Yilin and I have already finished talking about it." Qin Xirong smiled and said, "Yilin, I'll wait for you tonight."

Then, without even looking at Song Qian's coffee, Qin Xirong turned around and left.

Song qian picked up the coffee. Anyway, she made it for herself!

"Don't misunderstand." Pei Yilin was not good at explaining.

Song Qian asked, "Where are you going tonight?"

She had just seen that Qin Xirong had deliberately thrown herself into Pei Yilin's arms, and she was not going to go to Pei Yilin for a hug.

Pei Yilin replied, "Attend Joyce's dinner."

"Oh." Song Qian's eyes moved and said deliberately, "I don't want to go. I want to go home early to accompany mengmeng."

Pei Yilin lowered his head. He was still thinking about how to tell Song Qian that it was not convenient to bring her to the party tonight. Now that she had offered, he could agree.

However, Pei Yilin always felt strange.

"Okay." Pei Yilin answered, unwilling to let Song Qian go to see Yuchi Haolan.

Song Qian's eyes darkened completely. Without saying anything, she looked at the computer and continued to do her own thing.

"Qian." Pei Yilin said softly.

"Hmm?"

Pei Yilin swallowed what he wanted to explain and finally didn't know how to say anything about Yuchi Haolan.

"Whatever I do, it's for our good." Pei Yilin's voice was even lower.

Song Qian looked up at Pei Yilin and replied with a smile, "I know!"

Pei Yilin was relieved and continued to arrange, "It's time for work. I'll ask Kang Lu to take you home. Don't wait for me tonight. Go to bed early."

"Sure!" Song Qian looked up and said, "Just in time, I haven't slept with Mengmeng for a long time!"

"How dissatisfied are you with letting you sleep with me?" Pei Yilin sounded a little angry.

"Just like a man, when he's used to sleeping with his wife, he always wants to go out and sleep with another lover!" Song Qian said.

Pei Yilin frowned and asked, "What kind of bad metaphor is that?"

Song Qian smiled. "Okay, I still have a lot to do!" Then he looked at the computer, but his mind was not on work.

Pei Yilin also stared at the document, thinking about what Qin Xirong had just said to him: Yilin, do you know? The red lotus assassin team has a secret mission that concerns you, and Song Qian is red lotus's man. They don't want your life, they want the emblem of your family.

Pei Yilin remembered that when he mentioned the family emblem to Song Qian, Song Qian's expression was unnatural for a moment. When he heard that the family emblem had fallen, Song Qian was even more flustered.

Song Qian was undercover?

Impossible!

Pei Yilin didn't believe it, but his fist tightened unconsciously.

The two of them sat in the same office. In the name of business, neither of them spoke. Their hearts were filled with increasingly confused thoughts.

Slowly, both of them sighed at the same time.

Song Qian looked at Pei Yilin and saw that he was looking at her.

Pei Yilin's lips curled into a gentle smile and asked, "What's wrong?"

Song Qian laughed as well. She had a lot of questions in her heart, but she believed that the feelings and tacit understanding between herself and Pei Yilin were not fake.

As for the other things, over time, they will definitely be solved!

"I made a plan. Do you want to read it?" Song Qian asked.

"Okay!" Pei Yilin replied, "I've been teaching you for so long. Now, it's finally time to accept the results!"

"What did you teach me?" Song Qian was dissatisfied. "Don't always take credit for yourself!"

"I've never seen you so heartless!" Pei Yilin walked up to Song Qian and pressed her lips on hers, giving her a long and deep kiss.

...

After work, Song Qian and Pei Yilin split into two groups. One went back to the villa for a big meal cooked by Qian Mengmeng, the other went to a dinner party.

Pei Yilin said reluctantly, "I can't believe I didn't enjoy the dinner my precious daughter made!"

"You're the one who went to the feast!" Song qian smiled and said, "Don't say such a pity."

"Mengmeng is definitely the best chef in the world!" Pei Yilin gave the highest evaluation.

"I'll tell her!" Song qian smiled mysteriously at Pei Yilin. "By the way, see if we'll leave you some chili or something."

After that, Song Qian got in the car and Kang Lu drove away.

Pei Yilin was so angry that she wanted to kiss Song Qian. She was sliding faster than a loach!

Song Qian returned to the villa. Pei Pingping had something to do and left. Mengmeng and Cheng Xian were at home.

"Mommy!" Qian Mengmeng pounced on her. "Mommy, I miss you so much!"

Song Qian picked up Qian Mengmeng. "I miss you too!"

Cheng Xian was used to it. Every time Song Qian came back from work, he would always be sick of Qian Mengmeng for a long time!

Cheng Xian looked enviously at Qian Mengmeng and Song Qian. His biological mother died early, and his father had too many bad habits. He brought all kinds of men and women home, and his father had been away for so long that he didn't even call him. Sometimes Cheng Xian would wonder if he was his father's son or not.

However, now that he had money, Mengmeng, Song Qian, and this family, he didn't feel lonely anymore.

"Come and eat, or it won't taste good when it's cold." Cheng xian said.

Song Qian scratched Qian Mengmeng's little nose and said, "You've done all the maid's work. They're unemployed. It's your fault!"

"I don't do it often!" Qian Mengmeng whispered, "Mommy, do you want to tire Mengmeng out?"

Song qian smiled and carried Qian Mengmeng to dinner.

"Kang Lu, sit down and eat together!" Song Qian invited, "There are so many dishes anyway, we can't finish them all."

"Yes! Uncle Kang Lu, let's eat together!" Qian Mengmeng also invited.

Kang Lu quickly shook his head. "No! I'll just have the staff meal!"

"Sit down, there's nothing polite between us!" As Song Qian spoke, he pulled the chair away.

Kang Lu could not refuse any more. Her face flushed a little. She sat down and ate with Song Qian.