To marry into the family in place of his brother? Impossible!

Sister Qian felt a pang of sympathy. "What a good young man! We should be so sorry for him, yet they treated him like this. It's utterly despicable!"

Song Qingci drove off in one direction at high speed.

She didn't know why she had to bring Jiang Jinhuan with her, but she knew that if she didn't bring him this time, they would never have another chance.

Song Qingci glanced at Jiang Jinhuan beside her under the lamplight.

But to his astonishment, he found that the other person's face was flushed, his breathing was rapid, and his eyes had also turned somewhat bloodshot.

More importantly, she discovered that Jiang Jinhuan seemed to be somewhat out of it.

"What's wrong with you?" Song Qingci stopped the car in a secluded spot and reached out to touch Jiang Jinhuan's forehead.

But as soon as she reached out her hand, Jiang Jinhuan grabbed it.

Jiang Jinhuan pulled her roughly, and Song Qingci cried out in surprise as she lunged towards him.

Song Qingci's exclamation abruptly stopped, because Jiang Jinhuan had sealed her lips with his.

Jiang Jinhuan almost greedily inhaled the sweet aroma in his mouth.

Song Qingci tried to push Jiang Jinhuan away, but her arm was weak and felt more like a caress.

This further fueled Jiang Jinhuan's anger, and he pressed Song Qingci's head down with his large hand, deepening the kiss.

Song Qingci's eyes became unfocused, and her arms somehow ended up wrapped around Jiang Jinhuan's neck.

Her kisses were clumsy, but passionate.

Just then, a car horn sounded, startling Song Qingci, who was almost lost in thought, back to reality.

She pushed Jiang Jinhuan away with difficulty, only then realizing his unusual behavior.

His cheeks were flushed, his breathing was rapid, and he looked at her as if he wanted to devour her.

But she wasn't offended at all; in fact, she hoped he would be even more greedy.

"Go to the hospital!" Jiang Jinhuan seemed to have regained some of his composure and answered with difficulty.

There seemed to be a hint of realization in Song Qingci's eyes.

She started the car, but instead of going to the hospital, it drove to the villa next door...

Jiang Jinhuan seemed to be having a dream, and the beautiful scenery in the dream made him blush and breathe rapidly.

When he opened his eyes, he found himself lying on an unfamiliar bed.

He was startled and sat up abruptly.

Look around.

The room was luxurious and had a faint, pleasant fragrance, like the scent of Song Qingci.

Song Qingci? Jiang Jinhuan felt his hair stand on end.

He quickly looked down at himself and saw that he was wearing a brand new set of pajamas.

What did I do yesterday?

A hazy image appeared in his mind, very unclear.

But it felt somewhat enchanting.

"I don't think I did anything wrong, do I? I don't even know if I did anything I shouldn't have done to President Song while I was drunk! I hope I didn't!"

The phone suddenly rang, and he quickly looked at his phone on the bedside table. He saw that it was Luo Qingyi calling: "Jin Huan, are you alright? Yesterday, President Song said you were busy until midnight."

Jiang Jinhuan froze: "Busy until midnight?"

"Alright, it's good that you're alright. That's all for now. Remember to come back for lunch!" Luo Qingyi's voice was still gentle, soothing Jiang Jinhuan's anxiety.

He got up and saw a brand new set of clothes on the bedside table.

Jiang Jinhuan looked around but couldn't find his clothes, so he picked up the clothes from the bedside and put them on.

Surprisingly, it fits quite well, even better than the set I bought myself at a high price.

After getting dressed, he pushed open the door and went outside, only to find that it was a villa.

The decoration is very luxurious.

He was on the second floor at the moment, and he didn't know how he had gotten up there yesterday.

Thinking back to yesterday, the fragmented images kept flashing through his mind, and he tapped his head in exasperation: "What am I thinking? It was just a dream!"

He went downstairs and found a nanny cleaning.

Seeing Jiang Jinhuan come down, she quickly greeted him, "Sir, you're awake? Miss instructed me to prepare some porridge for you. Please have some!"

Jiang Jin Huan quickly said, "Um, yesterday, I didn't do anything excessive, did I?"

The nanny said, "Sir, you were drunk yesterday. The family doctor came to see you, and you took your medicine and went to sleep. What was the excessive thing you mentioned?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Jinhuan breathed a long sigh of relief, his mood improving considerably: "Ha, it's alright, it's alright!"

The nanny smiled and turned to go to the kitchen.

This is at the president's office of Xingyao Group.

Song Qingci looked at the documents in front of her somewhat absentmindedly.

Her gaze kept drifting to the phone beside her.

Sister Qian looked at her CEO with some suspicion.

The CEO seems prettier than usual today, but I can't quite put my finger on what's different. Her skin seems smoother and more supple.

Even as a woman, she couldn't help but want to go up and touch it properly.

Just then, the president's phone seemed to ring.

Song Qingci immediately picked up her phone.

Seeing the contents of her phone, she seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

At this moment, Sister Qian said, "President, it's time for the meeting!"

Song Qingci nodded and said, "Okay, I understand. Let's go!"

Song Qingci stood up, but for some reason, her face turned pale for a moment after she stood up.

She bit her lip hard to keep from crying out.

She strode out with her long, slender legs.

Sister Qian, who was standing next to her, felt that the president was walking a little strangely today.

He seemed to be walking with some difficulty? Did he twist his ankle?

Jiang Jinhuan was unusually late today.

He just felt unusually tired when he woke up today, as if he hadn't slept all night.

Upon arriving at his office, he found a stack of documents on his desk.

Jiang Jin Huan didn't stand on ceremony and immediately began processing the documents.

During this time, people from various departments came to deliver documents to him, and he would put aside those that required Song Qingci's signature.

He would approve some things on the spot and then instruct people to do them.

No one objected.

Just recently, the president announced that Jiang Jinhuan would become her special assistant, authorized to approve documents on her behalf.

Even the vice president probably can't compare to him in this respect.

A moment later, Sister Qian came in: "You're here? How are you? Are you alright? I heard you got drunk yesterday?"

Jiang Jinhuan paused for a moment, looking somewhat awkward. "Yes, I've had a bit too much to drink!"

He found it strange too.

Although I don't have a high alcohol tolerance, I never expected that just one drink would knock me out.

"It's alright. The meeting just discussed the training, and you'll be attending the training with the president!"

"President?"

"Yes, the CEO will also be attending. Your job is to assist the CEO in conducting this employee training!"

Jiang Jinhuan nodded in agreement.

He is no longer a member of the Jiang family, so there's no need to worry about the arranged marriage.

Since that's the case, he's going to fight for what's rightfully his.

He must attend this training.

This is a rare qualification.

In a sense, without training, one is indeed not qualified to serve as a leader.