In this family, no matter what she does or says, even if she is harmed, it is ultimately her fault.

Ms. Mei's counterattack hurt Wu Haoqi deeply.

She has endured this grievance for the past few years, and he, as her husband, has clearly seen through it all but still chooses to keep quiet.

It turns out that Song Qintang was the one who was wronged all along.

"Mom, let's not talk about those things from the past, there's no need."

After saying that, he grabbed Song Qintang's suitcase and walked out the door.

Ms. Mei's cursing grew fainter and fainter.

This was the first time he had protected her, but it was after their divorce.

Song Qintang knew that his protection of her didn't necessarily mean he had truly come to his senses.

He helped her put her suitcase in the trunk, his fingers fidgeting nervously with his palms. "Qintang, about moving the company, could you...?"

Let's wait a bit longer.

Before he could finish speaking, Song Qintang interrupted him: "No!"

She knew exactly what Wu Haoqi was thinking; if she didn't take this opportunity to reclaim the land...

It will be even harder in the future.

Wu Haoqi was taken aback by Song Qintang's heartlessness, and his rubbing hands froze.

After three years of marriage, he still wouldn't grant her even this small request.

His voice trembled as he said, "If you take it back now, it won't be easy to rent it out right away. I can pay you the rent on time." He held up three fingers: "I swear, I will definitely pay on time."

He really can't move it right now, and he can't afford to, so he's thinking of waiting a bit longer.

There should be room for things to ease.

Song Qintang is soft-hearted. If he pays on time and coaxes her a little more, he might still have a chance.

However, Song Qintang's next words dispelled his plans.

"No need. Even if it's empty, I won't rent it out."

"We're divorced, and I don't want anything to do with you anymore!"

Song Qintang drove away resolutely, leaving him with only her back view.

He used to have eyes only for her, so even if it hurts him terribly, he should still hurt her.

What exactly has changed?

Wu Haoqi returned to the living room dejectedly, clutching his chest and struggling to breathe.

Long Jianjia helped him up, and seeing his dazed look, she felt extremely disgusted.

He cursed inwardly that Song Qintang was a damned woman who didn't forget to disgust people even after leaving.

Fortunately, she won.

"Brother Haoqi, you're divorced now? When are we getting married?"

Having finally gotten this opportunity, Long Jianjia was afraid that something might change.

This sentence served as a reminder to the dejected Wu Haoqi.

He paused for a few seconds, and before he could speak, Ms. Mei walked over to him and earnestly advised, "Yes, Haoqi, you're divorced now, you should settle things with Jianjia as soon as possible."

"What I'm most worried about right now is your marriage. Once you get your marriage certificate and have a child, the Wu family will be completely under your control."

Ms. Mei's words were loaded with meaning, and Wu Haoqi seemed to have been enlightened.

A child born with the Wu family bloodline!

Inside the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Wu Haoqi handed his documents to the staff member with a blank expression.

"Let's get our marriage certificate!"

His face was tense, and his tone was icy, showing no sign of joy.

After a moment's hesitation, the staff member finally spoke up, saying, "Sir, marriage is a very important matter. You just got divorced this morning, so please reconsider!"

Long Jianjia rolled her eyes, her tone unfriendly, "Who says divorce and marriage can't happen on the same day? Just focus on your job!"

The staff had seen the Wu family's story online, and now they wanted to curse Long Jianjia, that mistress, to her face.

But out of professional ethics, she accepted the marriage certificate in the end.

Scumbags and bitches should be locked up.

...

After Song Qintang left, she contacted a real estate agent and went to see apartments for a few days. In the end, she liked a two-bedroom apartment of more than 60 square meters.

She liked the location and the style of the house, and it was only a ten-minute walk from the hospital.

After finalizing the contract, she was preparing to book a restaurant for a proper celebration.

But she received a call from Director Yang, asking her to come to the hospital immediately.

Thinking back on Wu Haoqi's past behavior, Song Qintang's heart jumped into her throat.

When Song Qintang knocked on Director Yang's office door, she was startled for a moment.

Dean Zhang and Director Yang are both here.

"Xiao Song, as decided by the institute leadership, this project you participated in is now officially transferred to Huaxing, and all future experiments will be conducted at Huaxing."

Song Qintang couldn't help but ask in surprise, "How long will it take? Does Huaxing... have a laboratory there?"

Director Yang smiled and said, "It depends on the progress of your experiment. You can come back after the experiment is completed. As for the laboratory, you don't need to worry about it. Huaxing attaches great importance to this project and has already set up a separate laboratory for it."

Once the project is finished, it will take at least two or three years.

Drug development involves both pharmacological and clinical trials, with pharmacological trials alone taking several years.

Seeing that Song Qin seemed a little reluctant, Director Yang continued, "This is considered official business. Your salary will be paid as usual by the hospital, and Huaxing has set up a special bonus, so you can receive two salaries when you go there."

As he spoke, Director Yang leaned closer and whispered, "You silly child, now your mother's medical expenses are covered!"

Double pay was a considerable temptation for Song Qintang.

In an instant, the reluctance in my heart vanished.

"Dean Zhang, Director Yang, when can I start working here?"

Dean Zhang couldn't help but smile. "It would be best if you could go there tomorrow. You should organize the materials and data you have first, and then go directly to Assistant Yue tomorrow."

Song Qintang was somewhat surprised, not expecting it to be so urgent.

However, getting there a day earlier means receiving the bonus a day earlier, which is a good thing.

Most importantly, it also helps to get rid of Wu Haoqi's harassment of Director Yang.

"Okay, Dean Zhang, Director Yang, I'll get the materials and data organized today."

"Okay, go ahead. If you encounter any problems there, just let us know."

Back in the lab, Song Qintang exported all the previous experimental data.

As I came out of the lab, I heard my colleagues talking outside.

"Sending someone out? The hospital has never done that before. You must have misheard?"

"Yes, I heard it with my own ears. It seems my husband is cheating on me and has gone back to clinging to a rich guy!"

"..."

The public opinion surrounding the incident was so intense that when she returned to the lab today, several colleagues outwardly offered words of comfort, but she overheard their mockery behind her back.

After packing her things, Song Qintang ignored him and went to the Department of Neurosurgery to wait for Zeng Zhu to finish her night shift.

It was getting late, so the two arranged to meet at a restaurant near the hospital.

Upon hearing this, Zeng Zhu was taken aback for a moment, then clinked glasses with her: "Congratulations! Double happiness! Your career is soaring after the divorce. That bastard must have been your nemesis."

Zeng Zhu was genuinely happy for her. "Don't worry, I'll take care of Aunt Lu. You can focus on earning your bonus."

"By the way, introduce me to a thug in a suit too. I'm getting hormonal imbalance from seeing a bunch of doctors in white coats at the hospital every day."

Song Qintang hadn't expected her to focus on this, and smiled as she clinked glasses with her: "Okay, I'll definitely introduce you to someone suitable."

After returning to her rented apartment, Song Qintang contacted Yue Heng, who told her to go directly to the president's office to see him the next morning.

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