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The atmosphere was somewhat eerie.

Zhou Qian glanced at Su Hao, who was raising his eyebrows and grinning mischievously, then at Li Qiuchan, whose cheeks were burning, and tactfully said, "I'll go out first, you two can chat slowly."

"Don't go!"

Li Qiuchan quickly called out to Zhou Qian, turned around and glared fiercely at Su Hao, her face turning even redder.

"You think you can take advantage of me? You're not married yet, so why are you calling me 'husband'? You're pushing your luck!"

Su Hao rubbed his hands together: "So, you can call me that after we get the marriage certificate?"

Stop daydreaming. I never agreed to get a marriage certificate with you.

Glancing at Su Hao's expectant look, Li Qiuchan mercilessly poured cold water on his hopes.

"Wow, you've become so fickle, haven't you? Yesterday, in front of Grandpa, you clearly said you'd get your marriage certificate on May 20th, and now you're going back on your word?"

"You're only just realizing that women are fickle creatures?"

Li Qiuchan said matter-of-factly, "Grandpa had just recovered yesterday, and I was afraid of upsetting him, so I just made it up casually. That's called a white lie, don't you understand?"

"You, you, you..."

Su Hao suddenly clutched his chest, pretending to be in pain from anger.

"Ah... my chest... it hurts so much..."

Li Qiuchan snorted coldly, not falling for it at all: "Keep pretending! You'll see if I believe you or not!"

Zhou Qian, however, offered a helpful suggestion: "President Li, Mr. Su doesn't seem to be faking it. He fought with Wei Zuo's bodyguard to save you before. Could he have suffered internal injuries then...?"

Upon hearing this, Li Qiuchan panicked instantly.

She rushed forward to support Su Hao, her voice filled with anxiety: "Su Hao, does it hurt a lot? I'm so sorry, I... I thought you were joking. Um... why don't you... lie down and rest for a bit?"

As she spoke, Li Qiuchan carefully helped Su Hao to lie down on the bedside. Then she lifted his shirt and carefully examined him, but found no wound.

"Could it really be an internal injury?"

Seeing Su Hao's furrowed brows and unabated pain, Li Qiuchan extended her slender fingers and gently pressed on his chest, asking tentatively, "Is...is it here that hurts?"

Su Hao gently shook his head: "No."

Li Qiuchan moved down a little more and pressed down again: "Is that here?"

Su Hao shook his head again, a sly glint in his eyes.

"Just a little more, let's add a little more."

Just as her fingertips were about to move downwards, Li Qiuchan suddenly realized what was happening, instantly pulling her hand back. Her cheeks flushed crimson, and she lightly punched his chest, both embarrassed and annoyed: "Are you kidding me? You think you can just touch that place like that? You filthy pervert!"

Su Hao couldn't help but chuckle softly, deciding to stop while he was ahead.

"Then let's massage my chest area. It's really sore and swollen there. Could you massage it for me?"

At this moment, Li Qiuchan could easily see that Su Hao was faking it.

But when she thought about how she had accused him without knowing the facts, and was also grateful for his kindness in saving her life, she couldn't bear to expose him.

"I just can't do anything with you!"

Helplessly, she raised her hand and gently massaged his chest.

The delicate, warm fingertips gently pressed and kneaded, the pressure just right, making Su Hao squint his eyes slightly in comfort.

She massaged for a full five minutes, until Li Qiuchan's wrists started to ache, before she finally stopped.

Su Hao let out a long sigh of relief, looking content and satisfied: "My wife's skills are really good. You have to give me massages often in the future."

"You wish! This is a one-time offer."

Li Qiuchan rolled her eyes at Su Hao, forcibly suppressing the romantic and shy feelings in her heart, and turned to Zhou Qian to change the subject: "Secretary Zhou, how did you handle the aftermath of Wei Zuo's matter?"

Zhou Qian, whose name was mentioned, blushed slightly and replied somewhat hesitantly, "President Li, at that time, Mr. Su took some indecent photos and videos of Wei Zuo and his bodyguard in order to gain leverage over him."

"Indecent photos?"

Li Qiuchan's curiosity was immediately piqued: "How indecent is it?"

Zhou Qian didn't say much. She took out her phone, opened the album, and played the videos and photos she had taken.

The images are extremely graphic and obscene, showcasing all sorts of absurd poses.

Li Qiuchan's ears turned bright red after just two glances, and she quickly looked away, her heart pounding wildly.

She looked at Su Hao reproachfully: "Why are you always thinking such crooked ideas?"

"You have to use special methods to deal with bad people." Su Hao didn't think he had done anything wrong.

"Look at the way he does things, so skillful and ruthless. It's obvious this isn't the first time he's done something so despicable."

"We call this 'fighting fire with fire,' using his methods to counterbalance him, which is perfectly reasonable."

"Mr. Su makes a very good point," Zhou Qian continued, "President Li, do you remember Lin Weiwei, the famous model from Nanjing?"

"Of course I remember."

Li Qiuchan nodded slightly, her tone regretful: "The industry's undisputed top model suddenly suffered from severe depression a few years ago and eventually committed suicide by jumping off a building."

"The rumors circulating outside are all false."

Zhou Qian lowered her voice: "In reality, Wei Zuo coveted Lin Weiwei's beauty, secretly drugged her and assaulted her, and also took a lot of indecent photos and videos to control her."

"Lin Weiwei was proud and strong-willed, and could not bear the humiliation. However, she had nowhere to turn for help, so she ultimately chose to end her life by jumping off a building."

After hearing this long-buried secret, a chill ran down Li Qiuchan's spine, and she was filled with lingering fear.

If Su Hao hadn't arrived in time to save her, she would most likely have ended up like Lin Weiwei.

After the initial fear subsided, Li Qiuchan was filled with anger.

That damned Wei Zuo, his mind is so vicious and his methods so despicable, he is simply the epitome of a beast!

The thought that she had once vouched for Wei Zuo's character in front of Zhou Qian made her feel ridiculous and laughable.

"Mr. Li, what are your plans next? To call the police?" Zhou Qian asked.

"These photos and videos don't contain any crucial evidence of drugging. I estimate that calling the police will ultimately lead to nothing. It's better to keep these audio and video recordings; they'll be more useful than calling the police."

Li Qiuchan shook her head, handed the phone back to Zhou Qian, and analyzed clearly: "Wei Zuo has been deeply involved in the building materials industry in Jinling for many years and has extensive connections. If we push him too far, he will fight to the death, which will not benefit our Li Group at all."

"But now we have leverage over him, which allows us to completely control him and force him to cooperate with us in the long term."

"We can use photos and videos as leverage to sign a formal supply contract with him, and set the price at the best market price. We won't exploit him or let ourselves suffer losses. This will fill the group's current order gap without driving Wei Zuo to the brink of despair."

"At the same time, it will also allow him to experience the fear of being constantly manipulated and helpless, killing two birds with one stone!"

Su Hao immediately gave her a thumbs up: "As expected of my wife, she thinks exactly the same as me."

"That's right. Doing business isn't about fighting and killing; it's about human relationships and social skills." Zhou Qian thought for a moment and nodded in agreement: "Then let's do it as you say, Mr. Li. I'll make a copy of all the images for you later."

"OK."

Li Qiuchan looked up at Su Hao, her eyes softening slightly.

"Su Hao, thank you so much this time, you've done a great job."

"There's no need to thank me," Su Hao smiled.

"You're my wife, if I don't help you, who will?"

A slight blush appeared on Li Qiuchan's face, and unusually, she did not refute the term "wife."

She glanced at the time and said, "Secretary Zhou and I have to rush back to the company to handle some business. You don't need to come back with me. Go to the Li family and look after my cousin for me, chat with her and keep her company."

"Be a chat companion for that hot pepper? I'm not going!" Su Hao said with a long face.

Li Qiuchan coaxed, "Oh, what's wrong with a handsome guy like you chatting with a girl and providing emotional support?"

"You're right, but there's no 'but'!"

"..."