A man like Song Yanqing, anyone in front of him can only feel a huge gap.

He doesn't need any movements and words, the aura around his body is brought by birth, and others can't learn it if they want to.

An innate superiority infiltrates the elegance and dignity.

Just one glance made Liu Wenmeng feel embarrassed by suffocation.

As soon as he appeared, Liu Wenmeng was a little frightened even when he looked directly.

The other party doesn't need any words, it can set off his embarrassment and embarrassment at this time.

"What's wrong?"

Song Yanqing looked down at Qiao Jin slightly, and Qiao Jin shook his head: "It's a trivial matter." ”

She looked at Liu Wenmeng and sneered: "Whatever you want, come and harass me again, see me and beat me once." I just see how forbidden you are to fight on your small body. ”

After saying this, Liu Wenmeng shuddered.

Qiao Jin's ruthlessness just now, he didn't feel it from the boys.

Qiao Jin didn't say much, only waved his hand to Song Yanqing, and said lazily: "Bye, see you later." ”

Song Yanqing's eyes drooped, and she said softly when she was about to leave: "My father is in a hurry, and he didn't thank you properly, can you reward me with a thin noodle, can you have a meal?"

When he said this, even Ah Yan's eyes widened a little.

Song Yanqing never takes the initiative to invite others, and anyone who can be invited by him is afraid that it is a feeling of luck for Sansheng.

Qiao Jin didn't feel too honored, she just tilted her head and thought: "It's okay, what to eat?"

Anyway, when I went back, the chef of the Mu family cooked, although she was a five-star chef, she had only eaten for a few days, and I have to say that she was a little tired.

She doesn't pick her mouth, but occasionally she wants to change her taste.

That's the point.

Song Yanqing's smile seemed to be as soft as melting all things: "Whatever, what do you like to eat?"

Qiao Jin is a casual person, "You say, I'm not very familiar with this place. ”

"Good. Song Yanqing thought for a moment, "I often go to a restaurant, and it tastes good. ”

The restaurant that can be seen by Song Yanqing must not be an ordinary restaurant.

Qiao Jin has no opinion.

Seeing that she agreed, Song Yanqing tilted his head and ordered, "Ah Another, go drive." ”

Ah was busy and said, "Okay." ”

Ah went to drive, and Qiao Jin and Song Yanqing walked away naturally.

The two of them talked throughout the whole process, and neither of them looked at Liu Wenmeng on the ground.

Even if you're in the same space, it's like a different world.

Liu Wenmeng looked at Song Yanqing's superior appearance, and his every move was the noble demeanor of an aristocratic family, and his inferiority complex was like a rising tide, suffocating up.

This is the kind of people who live in another world and have nothing in common except that they are all male.

His arm hurt at this time, and he couldn't raise his head, and when Song Yanqing and Qiao Jin walked forward, a bodyguard came forward and looked at him with a smile: "Sir, it's time for you to get out of here." ”

Although it is a polite tone, it is completely indifferent.

Liu Wenmeng was hot-headed, and he didn't dare to say anything at this time, the arm injury that was beaten by Qiao Jin was very painful, and he didn't even dare to ask Qiao Jin to compensate at this time, so he got into the car tremblingly and drove the car away with one hand.

He felt that if he stayed here, the consequences might be even worse.

When I was tracking, I was violent, and now when I leave, I am like a rat crossing the street, gray and slippery, and I can't get on the table.

That kind of level gap, just staying here, made Liu Wenmeng's cheeks feel hot.

It's an awkward and hopeless divide.