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Chapter 25 Chance Encounter
Caught off guard by Xiang Jia's sudden attack, Lin Qingsong was momentarily stunned, but he had long since developed a conditioned reflex and immediately opened his mouth to respond.

Xiang Jia was also stunned, but after catching a glimpse of her ex-husband beside her, she steeled herself and joined in as well.

When Xiang Jia's ex-husband saw this scene, his eyelids twitched.

"Brother, you must be Jia Jie's ex-husband, right? I really want to thank you properly." Lin Qingsong didn't go too far. After kissing for a while, they separated. He put his arm around Xiang Jia's slender waist and looked up at her ex-husband, saying sincerely, "I've been so happy with Jia Jie these past few days. I can sleep at your house for free, spend the child support you give me, and even spank the kids when I'm bored."

Xiang Jia felt Lin Qingsong's strong arms, her face slightly flushed, and her mind was blank for a moment.

After being married for so many years, her ex-husband always said she was aloof and unromantic, so they never had marital relations after having children.

Now, suddenly provoked by Lin Qingsong, he felt somewhat disoriented.

Upon hearing Lin Qingsong's words and seeing her ex-husband's flushed face, she suddenly had a brain fart and kissed him again.

While responding to Xiang Jia's fierce offensive, Lin Qingsong took a moment to say to her ex-husband, whose eyes were almost red with anger, "Waaah, brother, I'm a bit busy right now. Let's talk again when we have time."

"You, you, you, you!" The ex-husband was so angry he couldn't speak. Looking at Xiang Jia, who was still trying to kiss Lin Qingsong, he shouted angrily, "Xiang Jia, how dare you use my money to support a gigolo!"

Xiang Jia paused for a moment, then looked up at her ex-husband with disdain: "What do you mean by your money? We're divorced, okay? Besides, I'm still better than you, you cheating bastard."

Before the ex-husband could say anything more, the woman standing to the side pulled him away with an unhappy expression, saying as she did so, "You're divorced, why do you care so much? Don't forget I'm carrying your child!"

Seeing her ex-husband getting further and further off track, Lin Qingsong continued in a cheeky tone, "By the way, bro, don't forget your child support this month. Jia and I are going on our honeymoon abroad, and we're waiting for you to send the money."

"You!" The ex-husband's eyes were almost red with anger. He clenched his fists and was about to turn around and confront Lin Qingsong.

The woman who was holding him stopped trying to stop him, and said coldly, "Do you still care about that woman? If that's the case, then I'll go to the hospital and get the child aborted. Anyway, his father doesn't care."

"Me!" The ex-husband gritted his teeth, looking at Lin Qingsong, who was sitting in his seat with his arm around Xiang Jia and a smug smile on his face, and finally strode towards the store entrance.

If you can't afford to mess with him, can't you at least avoid him?
After her ex-husband left the store, Lin Qingsong moved her head back and said to Xiang Jia, "Sister Jia, he's gone."

Although Xiang Jia felt very embarrassed, she was still a successful businesswoman who owned a company. She raised her head and said with a half-smile, "Qingsong, how come I didn't know you were sleeping in my house, spending Xiaohai's child support, and even beating him for no reason?"

"Ahem, Sister Jia, I'm only doing this to help you, you can't possibly be angry, can you?" Lin Qingsong pretended to be aggrieved.

"You've been helping me so much you're sticking out your tongue!"

Xiang Jia felt both angry and amused when she thought about what had just happened.

"It was an accident, an accident, Sister Jia, it was just a conditioned reflex." Lin Qingsong said with a slight embarrassment.

He didn't want to, but his tongue had its own ideas.

"Alright, I'm not blaming you." Xiang Jia looked at her ex-husband's figure in the distance, and felt particularly relieved when she saw how angry he had looked with red eyes.

Besides, she was the one who initiated it, so how could she really be angry? She was just saying that to ease her embarrassment. As she spoke, Xiang Jia realized she was still sitting on Lin Qingsong's lap, so she quickly and quietly got off him and said, "How about we go somewhere else? Your shout just now has turned us into monkeys in a zoo."

Seeing the curious looks from the people around him, Lin Qingsong, though thick-skinned, didn't like being treated like a monkey, so he grabbed Xiang Jia's hand and walked out.

"What's this?" Xiang Jia asked, looking at him with a puzzled tone as she followed him.

"What if there's someone my ex-husband knows nearby? Sister Jia, I call this finishing what I started," Lin Qingsong explained with a smile.

Xiang Jia, who had no intention of breaking free in the first place, now felt even more at ease holding Lin Qingsong's hand.

Once outside, the two were in perfect sync.

No one let go of their hands or said a word; they walked naturally to the hotel next door.

midnight.

Lin Qingsong leaned against the headboard, sipping a soft drink from the minibar, and said to Xiang Jia, "Sister Jia, when do you have some time? I'll arrange for Director Hou to come out and have a chat."

Xiang Jia looked refreshed, and even her voice was different from before: "Qingsong, you can make the arrangements. I've freed up some time recently."

“Okay, then let’s do it tomorrow at noon. I’ll have Director Hou treat us to a meal. If you have any questions, just talk to her directly.”

Lin Qingsong's tone was very casual, which puzzled Xiang Jia.

In her opinion, Hou Juan's status in Shanghai was already quite remarkable. Lin Qingsong, a model agent, could at most invite her to dinner, not have her invite both of them!
"Hey Qingsong, what's your relationship with this Director Hou? How come she'd treat us to dinner? You're not some kind of hidden rich kid, are you?" Xiang Jia flipped over and pounced on Lin Qingsong, her delicate face full of doubt.

"Haha, Sister Jia, I'm just an ordinary model agent. How could I possibly be a hidden rich kid?" Looking at Xiang Jia's puzzled face, Lin Qingsong said with a smile, "The reason that Director Hou invited me to dinner is because I have something on her."

The ordeal continued until the early hours of the next morning.

After calling the hotel front desk and asking them to deliver two breakfasts to his room, Lin Qingsong sent a message to Niu Hao.

I have a client meeting in the morning, so I won't go to the office.

After seeing Niu Hao reply with "I understand" instantly, Lin Qingsong prepared to go wash up.

I feel so sticky and uncomfortable all over.

As he turned on the shower and felt the hot water cascading over his body, Lin Qingsong opened the system to check what new information had been updated that day.

He was stunned by the very first one.

(End of this chapter)