Chapter 67: Lick President Song

Qiao An was frightened, crying even more miserably, "What else do you want?"

Qin Zi Mo couldn't help pleading for Qiao An, "President Song, Qiao An's face is already swollen beyond measure, it may take a week to heal. This delay will lose a lot of money, so… maybe that should be enough."

Hearing him speak, Song Huan Yan became annoyed, looked at him, "Are you trying to teach me how to act?"

Qin Zi Mo dared not speak, immediately shook his head, "No."

Qiao An knelt, Song Huan Yan sat, high above, a completely crushing posture.

Song Huan Yan lifted her foot, the toe pressing against Qiao An's throat, "Tell me, on what basis do you think you can compare with me, can contend with me? When you spread rumors, did you ever consider what your status is, or what my status is?"

Qiao An was left speechless by the question, only could cry and beg for mercy, "President Song, I was wrong, I won't dare any more!"

Earlier she was still angry inside, unwilling, thinking about how to deal with Song Huan Yan later.

Now she is being pressed down by Song Huan Yan so tightly that even the inner drive is gone.

Qin Zi Mo stood aside silent, his gaze fixed on Song Huan Yan's face, faintly excited.

He thought Song Huan Yan was extremely jealous!

Otherwise, how could she torture Qiao An like this?

He originally thought bringing Qiao An here would be a simple kneeling apology, done.

He didn't expect… it to turn into this.

Even if it delays filming schedule and wastes money, Song Huan Yan doesn't care, which shows how jealous she is!

Qiao An cried miserably, almost unable to breathe and fainted from crying.

Song Huan Yan withdrew her foot, but didn't say she could leave.

Sang Wan, who had been watching the spectacle, stood up and stepped forward.

"Miss Qiao is a talent. Even a shrimp-sized aristocratic family beyond the 48th line dares to spread rumors about the Song Family Heiress, and she's also your boss. How much do you love Qin Yingdi? Or do you think the company wants to promote you, so you got cocky? I'm curious, in the Entertainment Circle's Fame and Profit Arena, there's still an artist daring to oppose the boss? You must be really cocky."

Qiao An now has grievances she can't voice.

She spread the rumor to help Qin Zi Mo reconcile with Song Huan Yan, making Leng Jian Yue give up.

But on the surface, she boasts herself as Qin Zi Mo's pursuer, so she shouldn't be eager for Song Huan Yan to quickly get along with Leng Jian Yue, right?

Citing jealousy as a reason might anger Song Huan Yan, causing her to stop supporting her.

So she's in a dilemma, speechless, can only mechanically repeat her pleas, "I won't dare any more, President Song, let me off this time, I will absolutely never oppose you again!"

Sang Wan said, "Your sincerity is insufficient."

Qiao An's eyes were swollen from crying, she lifted her gaze to Sang Wan, "You… want me to do what?"

Sang Wan smiled, "There are so many methods in our circle, tell me, which one suits you?"

Qiao An trembled in fear, yet didn't want to abandon her ambition.

She looked at Song Huan Yan, "President Song, what exactly must I do for you to forgive me?"

Song Huan Yan hadn't spoken yet, Sang Wan said, "Then you just lick President Song's shoes clean."

"What?" Hearing that, Qiao An almost fainted outright.

Qin Zi Mo was also disgusted, frowned and turned his head aside.

Lick the shoe and then… vomit.

Qiao An kept crying, "President Song, I'm young, I speak without restraint, you really… will you just forgive me? Please, don't treat me like this."

Song Huan Yan coldly watched her pitiful and tragic look, sneering as she curled her lip, "When you say these words and do these deeds, have you never thought you'd be dealt with, that you'd face retribution?"

Sang Wan understood that Song Huan Yan was actually referring to the disgusting, filthy affair between Qiao An and the scummy Qin man.

But Qin Zi Mo and Qiao An didn't know.

Qin Zi Mo was still smug, thinking Song Huan Yan's big move was all for him!

Qiao An simply thought it was just about the abortion rumor.

She felt she was truly unlucky in this matter, so she shouldn't have said that.

Qiao An trembled in fear, desperately kowtowing, "I was wrong, I really was wrong!"

Inside, her anger flared again, "Song Huan Yan, that old woman!"

How does it never end?

How could she never know that this damned old woman has such a crazy side?

Song Huan Yan crossed her legs, with a cold‑blooded demeanor, said, "Miss Qiao, licking shoes or an International Superstar, choose for yourself, okay?"

Qiao An was instantly like struck by lightning.

That damned old woman really makes her lick shoes?

Sang Wan, standing aside with arms crossed, also sneered.

This Qiao An is the most deserving, the most justly punished!

She truly is purely evil!

Don't be fooled by her current pitiful, rain‑soaked pear‑blossom look.

Sang Wan has indeed seen the two's action scene on the Rooftop.

The disgust it gave her still feels disgusting now.

I won't even mention the action scene, during it Qiao An kept uttering humiliating words toward Song Huan Yan.

She asked Qin Zi Mo whether she was a hundred times more beautiful and better than Song Huan Yan.

She also said that because it's Song Huan Yan's birthday, this is the big gift she gave to Song Huan Yan, and Song Huan Yan would definitely like it.

Anyway… it's too disgusting!

So, now, where are we?

Even licking a shoe is the lightest punishment for Qiao An!

Qiao An didn't move.

Qin Zi Mo became nervous, fearing that Qiao An's temper would become uncontrollable and erupt.

That only made the commotion bigger!

Fear could cause anything to slip out!

Qin Zi Mo hurriedly said, "Miss Qiao, President Song's punishment for you is actually mild! Being elevated to an International Superstar is the top‑tier resources every artist dreams of!"

He was goading Qiao An, forcing her to endure!

Qiao An had no choice; if she openly quarreled with Song Huan Yan like this, she would only end up being killed!

She had no ability to fight back, and could only be at others' mercy.

That is also why she is now frantically trying to cross classes and become a true Top-tier wealthy family.

Song Huan Yan said, "It seems Miss Qiao has already made a decision. Sang Wan, prepare the arrangements…"

"President Song!" Qiao An interrupted excitedly, "I… I will pay… pay for my mistake."

After speaking, she could only… lower her head and inch toward Song Huan Yan's shoe.

Like a dog.

Qin Zi Mo let out a heavy sigh of relief.

Song Huan Yan's face remained expressionless.

Qiao An felt extreme humiliation, but precisely because of that humiliation, she resolved to endure it even more, waiting for the right moment to repay it a hundred thousandfold!

Sang Wan thought Qiao An deserved it!

After licking the shoe surface humiliatingly a few times, Qiao An, eyes blood‑red, looked at Song Huan Yan, "President Song… is that enough?"

Song Huan Yan, full of disgust, withdrew the foot, took off the shoe, tossed it into the trash can, and looked at Sang Wan, "Buy me a new pair of shoes."

Sang Wan nodded, pulled out a phone, "OK."

Qiao An trembled with anger; that old woman is really a lunatic, isn't she?

She let her lick the shoe, and then threw the shoe away?

What does that mean?

Disdain her for being dirty?

Qiao An is about to go insane, but now that it's already like this, what can she do?

She has already bowed her head, using humiliation to preserve the resources…

Instead, it makes her even more eager to become like Song Huan Yan.

She even couldn't help swapping herself with Song Huan Yan.

It even gave her a slight sense of pleasure!

Yes, just like Song Huan Yan, lofty and supreme; with capital comes absolute authority!

In the future she will also make Song Huan Yan lick her shoes, cleaning every pair of shoes and even the soles!

No, once Qin Zi Mo's plan succeeds, she will tether Song Huan Yan like a chained dog!

She will have Song Huan Yan at home every day, licking clean every spot he steps on!

After hanging up, Sang Wan looked at the silent Qiao An, "Aren't you leaving yet?"

Only then did Qiao An regain her senses, trembling as she stood up, her legs numb and almost unsteady, and she left crying.

When Qiao An left, Qin Zi Mo became excited, "Yan Yan, I knew it was because you were jealous."

Song Huan Yan looked at him, "You leave too."

Qin Zi Mo said, "I know you love me, and you threw a fit because you were jealous…"

Before he could finish, Sang Wan stepped forward and pushed him, "Leave, leave, leave—didn't you hear President Song's words?"

Qin Zi Mo still wanted to say something, but Sang Wan added, "President Song is in a bad mood right now, can't you see?"

Now Qin Zi Mo fell silent, feeling pleased, and said, "Alright, alright, I'll go first."

As soon as he left, Sang Wan rolled his eyes dramatically, "What a dead scumboy!"

Not only scummy, but also wicked!

Sang Wan turned his head toward Song Huan Yan, and the two just stared at each other.

Sang Wan let out a snort and burst into laughter.

Song Huan Yan laughed along.

Sang Wan, holding his belly, laughed and cursed, "Deserved it! That Qiao An is both despicable and should die! Isn't she kneeling to lick for resources? I thought she might have some backbone to stand up to you. I think her mind also has holes; she knows she can't provoke you yet she still dares to."

Song Huan Yan said, "That's how villains are."

Sang Wan nodded, "Hmm, watching them like this is just too satisfying! Especially since they think you know nothing, and think they can get something from you."

Song Huan Yan pursed his lips and smiled, "Hmm. This is just the beginning, let's take our time playing."

Sang Wan's eyes lit up, "Yes! Play them to death, those two scums! They are too wicked, they deserve it!"

After speaking, Sang Wan pulled out his phone, "Call Ge Er; she can take a holiday now."

Qiao An's face was injured, so she could only pause filming.

Qin Zi Mo left the company, feeling increasingly smug and happy, believing that reconciling with Song Huan Yan was only a matter of time.

However, he still had to soothe Qiao An.

Time flew by.

Song Huan Yan was very accustomed to living in Yu Garden.

Unable to film, Qin Zi Mo had free time and went to her office every day to seek reconciliation.

But each time she drove him out.

Leng Jian Yue was also ill, delivering flowers to the office daily and lingering there.

Song Huan Yan's way of dealing with him was cold treatment; no matter what he said, Song Huan Yan was too lazy to respond.

Song Qicheng moved out of the Song Residence, but Song Huan Yan didn't know; she hasn't returned to the Song Residence for the time being.

It was Ning Shuyue who had gone to Yu Garden a few times to see her, and dined with her there.

In the end, Ning Shuyue told her that Song Qicheng had moved out, and only then did she find out.

Nan Gong Yu proactively reports his schedule to her each day, and they are in touch daily.

Each night before Song Huan Yan goes to sleep, Nan Gong Yu video‑calls her, and they exchange a few caring words.

But Song Huan Yan never asks him when he'll return; he truly is extremely busy.

Tonight, after Song Huan Yan gets ready and climbs into bed, Nan Gong Yu makes his routine video call.

Song Huan Yan suddenly remembers that the matter she's been wanting to bring up must be said tonight.

When the video connects, Song Huan Yan speaks first, "Lord Nan, will you be busy later?"

Nan Gong Yu lifts his hand, glances at his wristwatch, and says, "It's fine. Anything?"

"Mm." Song Huan Yan nods, "Because you're so busy, there's something I've never told you. I've even forgotten to bring it up several times."

Hearing that, Nan Gong Yu seems quite curious, "What is it?"

Song Huan Yan presses her lips together; before she can speak, she already feels a bit embarrassed.