Return to the City: The Strongest King-Chapter 1905 - 1807: Opportunity (5)

Capítulo 1905: Chapter 1807: Opportunity (5)

The two finished their drinks in one go.

The second time, without Director Zhao’s reminder, Qiao Yutong instinctively picked up her glass.

“The matter last time was my lack of consideration. I thought Mr. Song was connected to the underworld, so I arrested him directly. After investigation, it was found that Mr. Song indeed had no ties with Minghe’s underworld. So now, I apologize to Mr. Song and will punish myself with a drink.” Qiao Yutong tilted her head back and emptied her glass.

Seeing this, Song Xiaodong also finished his drink and said, “Deputy Director Qiao, I said there must be a misunderstanding in this matter. It’s good that the misunderstanding is cleared up.”

“You even investigated, you investigated Mr. Song? Why didn’t you investigate me too?” Director Zhao glared at Qiao Yutong.

“Hey—Director Zhao, no need for that. Deputy Director Qiao is also just doing her duty.”

Song Xiaodong and Director Zhao talked cheerfully, well fed and with drinks, Director Zhao pretended to be overwhelmed by alcohol, his face flushed, speaking less coherently: “Song, Mr. Song, I have a driver. I drank too much, so I’ll leave first. Let Yutong take you, anyway she didn’t drink much.”

“Director, no need, no need, I really came alone today. I’ll just call someone to pick me up.” Song Xiaodong replied.

“No way, Deputy Director has to take you, it’s her mess, let her drive you.” Director Zhao pretended to be drunk and acting unruly.

“Alright, Mr. Song, I’ll take you.” Qiao Yutong stood up.

“Director Zhao, let me help you to the car.” Song Xiaodong politely spoke to Director Zhao.

“No need, no need, I’m not that drunk, I can walk.”

Qiao Yutong then took Song Xiaodong, driving his car.

Qiao Yutong drove with focus, uttering not a word, while Song Xiaodong pretended to be drunk, leaning back against the passenger seat backrest, silent as well.

The night was deep, yet the road remained congested. After difficult driving for a while, completely stuck on the ring road, not moving at all.

The two stared absent-mindedly at the long queue of headlights stretching into the distance.

After who knows how long, Qiao Yutong sighed and finally summoned the courage to speak to Song Xiaodong.

“Xiaodong, I’m sorry, it was an impulse.”

Song Xiaodong leaned against the chair backrest, facing the car window outside, without moving his body. After a long time, he finally turned his head to look at Qiao Yutong, his gaze calm, without anger, nor tenderness, and lacking the previous leering.

Song Xiaodong remained silent, turning to continue watching the jam-packed traffic ahead.

“I know you’re not part of the underworld, I’m just mad at you…” Qiao Yutong’s voice grew softer as she spoke, head resting on the steering wheel.

Song Xiaodong still didn’t speak.

In front of Song Xiaodong and Qiao Yutong, only two traffic lights ahead, a crossroads was completely blocked, only allowing east-west paths, barring north-south traffic, a row of police vehicles tightly surrounded the intersection, temporary barriers set up, barricades placed well, police vehicle lights all turned on, visible from afar.

A newly appointed Deputy Mayor in charge of economic affairs in the city had invited an overseas Chinese for a visit, with a rather high level of reception. The Deputy Mayor personally went out, directly inviting to Minghe City’s highest-level Triumph Residence hotel for reception. To give overseas Chinese the grandest welcome ceremony, the route from the airport to Triumph Residence was entirely blocked, making the city particularly congested today.

Qiao Yutong summoned courage to privately apologize to Song Xiaodong, but Song Xiaodong didn’t respond at all.

Now Qiao Yutong knew, this time had indeed gone too far.

Qiao Yutong didn’t feel scared, but felt sad.

This man, the one who made her dizzy, thinking about day and night, was sitting right beside her, but he seemed uninterested in her now.

A woman in love has no intelligence.

To love a woman, shouldn’t you pamper her and let her act recklessly?

But Qiao Yutong forgot, she wasn’t Song Xiaodong’s girlfriend, she just wanted to sleep with Song Xiaodong, but was rejected by him.

As Qiao Yutong awkwardly wondered whether to continue speaking or stop, Song Xiaodong received a call from Li Sijie.

“Xiaodong, come quickly, City Third Hospital.”

“Hmm, what’s wrong?” Song Xiaodong furrowed his brows.

“Our son’s head hit the coffee table, bleeding all over.” Li Sijie informed Song Xiaodong.

“Ah? What was the nanny doing?” Song Xiaodong got a bit angry.

“No, it’s not Sister Wu’s fault, it’s mine. I said I’d soothe him for a while, I was on the phone, and ended up with him knocking into the coffee table.” Li Sijie said.

“How serious is it?”

“It’s alright, just scratched an opening, the physician said he’ll need a few stitches.”

“Whose call were you taking, ignoring the child?” Song Xiaodong got a bit angry.

“Eldest Uncle’s Wife, who else.”

“…wait for me, I’ll be there soon.”

“Mm, drive carefully.”

Song Xiaodong hung up the call, sighed, leaned back in his chair, staring at the congested intersection and the empty road on the other side after road closure, daydreaming.

“What’s wrong?” Qiao Yutong asked.