Miao Qingyuan turned around to stand in front of Miao Qingqing, his face filled with anger as he looked at Song Xiaodong and shouted, "What do you want to do?"
Song Xiaodong cracked a radiant smile and said, "I just want to catch up with her."
Miao Qingqing, hiding behind Miao Qingyuan, angrily said, "I don't know you, what past is there to talk about?"
At that moment, the two burly men had caught up to Song Xiaodong's back and swung their fists at Song Xiaodong. In front of their boss, they had let this guy intrude right before the boss's eyes, which was definitely a dereliction of their duty, so they wanted to take Song Xiaodong down to regain their own dignity.
But Song Xiaodong didn't even turn his head; he swung his arms back and accurately caught the wrists of the two men, then pulled forward, and the two bodyguards were thrown out several meters directly.
The two bodyguards were even more shocked and wanted to rush over again when Miao Qingyuan's face darkened, and he shouted, "Stop, let's go, get in the car with me."
After two attempts, Song Xiaodong had already demonstrated his strong abilities. If he had wanted to harm Miao Qingyuan, Miao Qingyuan would have been lying on the ground by now, so he immediately judged that this young man probably didn't have any bad intentions.
Song Xiaodong flashed a brilliant smile and said, "Okay."
"Boss! He's too dangerous!" the two bodyguards worriedly warned.
"I know." Miao Qingyuan waved his hand, walking ahead with Miao Qingqing while the two bodyguards kept a vigilant eye on Song Xiaodong, matching his steps closely.
As Song Xiaodong followed, watching Miao Qingqing's figure, he couldn't help but praise internally. Having not seen her for two years, she seemed to have shed her previous naivety, becoming much more sensual now, especially her legs clad in stockings, which were particularly enticing. How had he not noticed her legs were this attractive before? He definitely would have had his fun with her if he had.
They entered a stretched Mercedes Benz, where Song Xiaodong sat opposite Miao Qingyuan and Miao Qingqing.
Miao Qingqing glared at Song Xiaodong with displeasure, while Miao Qingyuan remained calm and asked indifferently, "Speak, what is your purpose?"
Song Xiaodong had also calmed down by this point and said, "Purpose? I have no purpose, I was just too excited to see her again, and that's why I impulsively wanted to talk to her."
"You know my daughter?" Miao Qingyuan asked.
"Know her? Yes." Song Xiaodong looked at Miao Qingqing, an intoxicated smile on his face, his eyes filled with desire.
Miao Qingqing was extremely repulsed by this gaze and angrily said, "I don't know you."
Song Xiaodong's smile waned, and he frowned, saying, "Really? Oh, I get it, you're probably afraid I'll keep bothering you, but you're thinking too much; I was just thrilled to see you and wanted to talk to you. If you don't want to mention the past, then we can pretend nothing happened."
Miao Qingyuan furrowed his brows and turned to look at Miao Qingqing.
Miao Qingqing urgently said, "Dad, I truly don't know him, he's talking nonsense."
Song Xiaodong shrugged his shoulders and said, "Okay, if you say you don't know him, then you don't."
Miao Qingqing, feeling the suspicion in Miao Qingyuan's eyes, grew even angrier and shouted, "You jerk, then tell me, where did we meet?"
Song Xiaodong looked at Miao Qingqing, cracked a smile, and said, "Forget it, let's not mention it, let's let bygones be bygones."
"What do you mean by 'let it go'? You better explain it clearly, not a word less," Miao Qingqing's anger rose even more.
"You really want me to talk? Your dad is still here," Song Xiaodong carefully reminded Miao Qingqing. He feared that Miao Qingqing might get scolded by her dad if he brought up the topic in front of him.
The more Song Xiaodong acted like this, the angrier Miao Qingqing became. If it had not been for being in the car, she would have jumped up and kicked Song Xiaodong twice, angrily saying, "Yes, please clarify it for me."
Song Xiaodong grimaced, glanced at Miao Qingqing, then looked at Miao Qingyuan. Miao Qingyuan's expression was even more indifferent as he said, "Go on, I'm listening."
Song Xiaodong grimaced again and said, "Alright, I'll tell you. Two years ago, in August, I met you in Las Vegas."
Miao Qingyuan furrowed his brow but said nothing.
Song Xiaodong continued, "Then we went to a casino and played for half a day. We won over ten thousand US dollars. After having our fill of fun, we went to the marriage registry in Las Vegas. You said you wanted to try out what getting married feels like, so we registered our marriage. The name I used for registration was Zhao Qiansun, and you used Zhou Wuzheng. We both used fake names. Anyway, they didn't require ID for registration there; we were just playing."
With an annoyed look, Miao Qingqing said, "Hmm, keep making things up."
Song Xiaodong shrugged and continued, "Then we also rode in a hot air balloon and hired a priest to officiate our marriage. It was really fun at the time; I can still remember every detail now."
Miao Qingyuan interrupted Song Xiaodong's reminiscing, saying, "What happened next?"
"Then we just... hehe, maybe I shouldn't say this part."
"You must say it, what happened next?" Miao Qingqing glared at Song Xiaodong, angrily.
Looking at Miao Qingqing, Song Xiaodong, who also felt it was a bit strange, continued, "Then we rented a room and spent a wonderful night together. The next morning, we split up and didn't see each other until just now."
Though Miao Qingqing's expression darkened after hearing Song Xiaodong's explanation, she did not fly into a rage but looked at Miao Qingyuan, saying, "Dad, that definitely wasn't me."
Miao Qingyuan snorted and said, "I know it wasn't you." Then he turned to Song Xiaodong and asked, "Is there any fabrication in what you're saying?"
Song Xiaodong replied, "Of course not, I just haven't told you everything. Ah, don't be mad at her. Oh, her name is Qingqing. I just found out her real name. It's normal for young people to be impulsive."
Miao Qingyuan stared at Song Xiaodong, who calmly met his gaze. No big shot had ever intimidated him, not even a billionaire boss.
Miao Qingyuan was quite taken aback. Normally, no one could hold his gaze like this young man, who was not only able to do so but did it with such ease. Coupled with his strong display of fighting ability earlier, it was clear this young man was no ordinary person.
"What's your name?"
"Song Xiaodong."
"Give me your phone number; I'll contact you later," Miao Qingyuan said, as he casually handed a pen and notepad to Song Xiaodong.
Song Xiaodong wrote down his phone number and said with a smile, "So, are you trying to get rid of me now?"
Miao Qingyuan smiled faintly and replied, "We'll have a chance to meet again."
"Alright, but don't worry, I won't cling to your daughter. Although she's beautiful and unforgettable, I'm not thinking about marriage right now. I want to enjoy life a bit longer and certainly don't want to be tied down by a woman so soon," he said, pushing open the car door and jumping out.
"It was Xuanxuan, that jerk!" The moment the door closed, Song Xiaodong heard Miao Qingqing utter these words.