Chapter 432: Chapter 433 Qiao Yutong In Trouble
Qiao Yutong really wanted to sew her colleaguesâ mouths shut to stop them from babbling here, and she even more wanted to drug Song Xiaodong into mute silence. That guy was actually acting like he was her boyfriend, getting along with these detectives as if they were on fire.
"Haha, Little Song, just come and hang out at our detective team whenever youâre free. Youâre so brilliant; you should teach us a few tricks. That way, everyone can protect themselves when they go out to catch criminals, and it would also increase our success rate, wouldnât it?"
"Right, right, thatâs a great idea. We should suggest it to the management. Over the years, many of the criminals weâve caught were quite skilled, and our work is becoming more and more dangerous. Itâs really necessary to enhance our capabilities."
Song Xiaodong laughed, "No problem, thatâs a small matter."
Just then, Song Xiaodongâs phone rangâit was from Xiao Haiqing. He had been waiting outside for a while and was getting worried since he hadnât seen Song Xiaodong come out.
Song Xiaodong answered the phone, told him heâd be right out, and then said to everyone, "I have something else to do. I wonât chat with you all today. Letâs have a good chat another time when Iâm free."
Everyone enthusiastically saw Song Xiaodong off. Seeing that Qiao Yutong stood still in her spot, Old Song frowned and said, "Xiao Qiao, your boyfriend is leaving, and youâre not going to see him off?"
Qiao Yutongâs lips twitched, and then she quickly followed him.
"Bastard, itâs all your fault." Qiao Yutong gritted her teeth.
Song Xiaodong replied with a wicked smile, "You canât blame me for that. The âeight times in one nightâ comment was your own words."
"You jerk, couldnât you have explained them?"
"Do you think explanations would have worked in that situation? If you thought they would, why didnât you explain?"
"I..." Qiao Yutong suddenly found herself speechless, and she stealthily punched Song Xiaodong in the back, saying, "Youâre great, really great. Just you wait; weâll settle this score slowly."
"No problem, Iâll catch a couple more bad guys for you in the future, then itâll be all good," Song Xiaodong grinned and then quickly walked a few steps to meet Xiao Haiqing.
Watching Song Xiaodong and Xiao Haiqing leave, Qiao Yutong was incredibly frustrated. She was definitely in for it now; she would become the butt of jokes in the detective team for a while.
Qiao Yutongâs fears were not unfounded, and it wasnât just for a while, but it started immediately. As she turned and walked toward the office, the male colleagues she encountered looked at her with ambiguous gazes.
Encountering female colleagues was even worse; they directly grabbed Qiao Yutong and said teasingly, "Xiao Qiao, you really found a great boyfriend, âeight times in one nightâ, youâre really lucky."
Qiao Yutongâs face darkened immediately, "If you think itâs so great, you take him."
"Sure, âeight times in one nightâ, just thinking about it is exciting. If you donât want him, give him to me, but he probably wouldnât be interested in me. You need to have the body and the looks like yours to spark such interest."
In the police team, the officers usually joked around like they were in the military because they dealt with extremely violent criminals all day, which was much more dangerous than regular police work and put a lot of mental strain on them. So joking around and telling silly stories was a way to release mental pressure.
Usually, Qiao Yutong would join in the banter under such an atmosphere, but being the target of everyoneâs jokes really wasnât pleasant this time.
The key issue was that she knew everyone was joking with good intentions, and she couldnât afford to lose her temper with everyone, which was incredibly frustrating.
This âeight times in one nightâ reputation was probably going to stick with her for a long time.
"Bastard, wait till the day I push you down. If you canât do it eight times in one night, Iâll castrate you," Qiao Yutong swore to herself inwardly, not even sure how she suddenly came up with such a bizarre idea.
"Dongzi, letâs find a place to talk," Xiao Haiqing suggested as he looked at Song Xiaodong.
"Sure." Song Xiaodong readily agreed.
Xiao Haiqing smiled, found a teahouse nearby, ordered a pot of tea, and after taking a few sips, he said, "Dongzi, I suddenly feel a bit tired."
"I say, President Xiao, youâre not even fifty yet, still in the prime of life, what are you talking about being tired?"
Xiao Haiqing leaned back in his chair, looking somewhat worn out, "Itâs just that my heart feels tired. Iâve been in business for so many years, but I feel like my life is somewhat of a failure. My daughter is seriously ill, and I canât protect her, I trusted my nephew, and in the end, he betrayed me."
"Thatâs just a small setback, not a big deal at all. Thinking like this, you seem to be really making a mountain out of a molehill."
"Right, I know that, but I just feel extremely weary inside. Thank goodness Yingying was fine; otherwise, I really would feel like life has lost all its meaning. Tell me, I earn lots of money, but with no family and no descendants, whatâs the point?"
"You really donât need to worry about that. Yingying will definitely be able to have children in the future. When the time comes, let her have a grandchild for you, then youâll have a successor. Moreover, at your age, you can totally find someone else and have a child yourself."
"I..." Xiao Haiqing gave a bitter smile, "Thatâs actually not possible. After my child was born, I had a car accident, and I lost the ability to reproduce. So even after Yingyingâs mother passed away, I didnât think about finding someone else. It really doesnât seem worth it."
"Oh, then let me take a look for you. Iâm certainly most skilled with trauma, and although I havenât come across this illness before, I can try to learn more about it."
"Right, youâre also a Divine Doctor, but I really have no intentions about this matter. Whether you look at it or not, it doesnât matter to me."
"Trying it out wonât harm anything." Song Xiaodong smiled.
Xiao Haiqing looked at Song Xiaodong and didnât stretch out his hand immediately, saying, "You know, if I really decide to have another child, it means I would have to leave an inheritance for him, which means Yingying would get less, and so would you."
Song Xiaodong chuckled lightly, "Thank you, President Xiao, for your kindness. Yingying and I will handle our own matters. Moreover, Iâm really not short on money. Making money is quite easy for me."
"Thatâs true. Now that you put it that way, if Yingying ends up with you, I really have no worries at all. Having a kid isnât such a bad idea."
"Right, come on, letâs have a look."
This time, Xiao Haiqing stretched out his hand, his face involuntarily showing a look of anticipation. Having a successor is an irresistible temptation for any successful personâa tradition ingrained deeply in everyoneâs mind over the years.