Chapter 3: Do not allow her betrayal

Qin Moli was sober: "You two both treat me as a plaything, who is more noble than who?"

Song Yizhuo was ruthless: "Just know your position. I don't like my things to be tarnished by others."

Qin Moli lowered his eyes calmly: "Third brother, isn't it more interesting to fight for the position of heir? Princess Wen Xin will help you to rise to prominence."

Song Yizhuo changed the subject: "Hand over your Chuangyang financing project to Ziyang for full handling."

Qin Moli's eyes turned red. "Why? I have been following up for three months, and all my efforts in the early stage have gone to waste."

"Only primary school students ask why. People in the workplace only ask how big a thing they can do based on their ability." Song Yizhuo never explained this.

Qin Moli knew that he couldn't tolerate her in the company.

He wanted her to show weakness, he wanted her to surrender.

She placed a letter of resignation on his desk and said, "Mr. Song, Qin is not talented enough. Please hire someone else."

Seeing that she was determined to break up with him, Song Yizhuo said, "Qin Moli, I'll give you one day to think about it. Take back this letter, and I'll pretend that this never happened."

"I've thought about it." Qin Moli left without looking back.

There was a layer of floating ice in Song Yizhuo's eyes, like the coldest wind in the cold winter, revealing his hostility and sharpness.

He sent a message to Tang Wei, asking her to do the job.

Qin Moli had just walked out of the company when he received a call from his mother.

"Lili, Mom went for a checkup today, and the doctor said the cancer cells are still spreading. As long as Mom is alive, she hopes you can work at the Song Company..."

What can Qin Moli do?
Looking up, the night in Jinghai was bright and prosperous with flashing neon lights, but she was all alone, helpless.

Should she go back to Song Yizhuo's office now, take back her resignation letter, and be despised and laughed at by him?
She doesn't want to!
At night, in Qin Moli's dream, his father was lying on the hospital bed, barely breathing.

He was tortured by illness and became emaciated. "Lili, you have to take good care of mom for dad in the future."

She suddenly woke up from her dream. She lost her father in her childhood, and she was deeply attached to men older than her.

Song Yizhuo was five years older than her, but he failed to give her a sense of security.

She grabbed the phone on the bedside table and saw that it was Liu Lan, the maid who took care of her mother, calling: "Miss, the fourth wife is in the hospital."

Qin Moli quickly found some clothes to change into and took a taxi to the ward.

Yang Shuixiang's face turned pale, and she held her hand, "Lili, Master Song won't let you have the surname of the Song family, you must not quit your job at the Song family, so that you can add points to yourself and find a man with status and position when you find a husband in the future." Qin Moli was still unwilling to change her surname, "Mom, I don't have the surname Song, I don't work at the Song family, and I don't get married, but I can still support you and let you enjoy your old age, you don't have to worry about anything."

"You don't want to work at Song's? Why don't you get married? Are you going to piss me off to death..." Yang Shuixiang was out of breath when she said this. She stroked her heart, her face pale and sweating. "Lili, if you don't work at Song's, I will die with regret and I won't be able to face your father..."

The rescue was over at seven in the morning.

Qin Moli felt a dull pain in her heart, but she suppressed her grief and said the first thing when Yang Shuixiang woke up: "Mom, I'm going back to work at the Song Corporation."

The doctor told the patient not to be stimulated any further and that Liu Lan would take care of her, so Qin Moli returned to the company.

The resignation letter on the desk is gone.

When Qin Mo left and opened his drawer to look through it, Song Yizhuo pushed open the door and came in.

Didn't she come back obediently? As long as he had enough chips, there was nothing in the world that was not his!
"Mr. Song, where is my resignation letter?" She pretended not to see his ridicule.

"Throw it in the trash can." He has lived for thirty years, and no one has ever caused any ripples in his heart.

Is she, like Xin, trash in his eyes?

She pretended nothing happened: "I'm going back to work."

When she passed him, the man had a strong sense of control, "Qin Moli, even if you have seventy-two transformations, you can't escape from my palm!"

"Is there a Buddha as perverted, cold-blooded and untrustworthy as you?" Qin Moli retorted.

She returned to her office and Tang Wei had already brought her a cup of freshly ground hot coffee.

"Sister Qin! Good morning! Vice President Song's secretary Su Mei is here to hand over Chuangyang's project information."

What can Qin Moli do if he is unwilling?
She can't beat him now!

"You hand over all of them to her, but don't miss any of the corresponding serial numbers or any detailed information. And make a special note that Chuangyang's accounting audits for the past two years have failed. Have Su Mei sign and confirm."

"Yes! Sister Qin."

Qin Moli picked up the coffee and saw an unopened pregnancy test stick on the table.

What does this mean? Has her pregnancy been discovered?
While she was thinking, Song Yizhuo pushed the door open and his eyes fell on it.

I'm really afraid of what's coming!
(End of this chapter)

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