At night, Song Xiaodong had a fierce battle with the women, leaving even him, Song Xiaodong, utterly exhausted.
The next day, Qiao Yutong called Song Xiaodong.
"Hey! Deputy Director Qiao, what do I owe the pleasure?"
"Drop dead!" Qiao Yutong was still quite temperamental.
"Wow, you're not calling just to insult me, are you?" Song Xiaodong smiled wryly.
"Of course not, I... have something to discuss with you." Qiao Yutong's tone suddenly turned hesitant.
"Something to discuss?" Song Xiaodong's eyes lit up.
"Yeah, seven o'clock tonight, third floor of Lijing Pavilion."
"Alright."
When Song Xiaodong arrived, Qiao Yutong hadn't yet shown up.
After waiting a while, Qiao Yutong arrived, dressed in full police uniform, her top so busty that it looked like the buttons were about to burst.
"Sorry, there was a meeting at the bureau that delayed me." Qiao Yutong sat down.
