Chapter 1284: Song Xing and His Wife (11)
"Scared the hell out of me." Wang Qian still felt that his scalp was numb, and sighed: "It's a pity, it's a pity that he doesn't enter the entertainment industry." â
The overalls the man was wearing had Jiajia Supermarket written on it, which was a small supermarket near the community, and when they came over last night, he also went in to buy water and snacks.
Jin Yunzhe didn't answer, closed his eyes, and the sun shone in through the window.
It was dawn, and the fear that was entrenched in his heart like a devil also dissipated, and he didn't have to worry about anything he couldn't see at any time, and he could finally squint for a while.
Wang Qian and the others waited until noon, only to see a man wearing a mask and sunglasses swaggering out, still holding a cone in his hand, eating very happily.
The man wore a long floral dress, a pair of small white shoes on his feet, and a beach hat with a large brim, which was leisurely and lazy.
Jin Yunzhe also saw her, compared with yesterday's bewitchment, today's she is as pure as a high school student.
He could even imagine her languid and contented under her sunglasses, her eyes as clear as a cat.
Song Yiyan is going to go to An Yin's university, Dì Dū Medical University, to meet her scumbag ex-boyfriend.
An Yin was the name of the red-clothed ghost she had taken in yesterday.
Wang Qian got out of the car and looked at her slightly: "Teacher Song, good afternoon, I don't know if I can borrow a step to speak?" â
Song Yiyan understood at a glance that something was wrong, so she took a bite of the cone and nodded, letting him lead the way in front.
Jin Yunzhe saw the girl coming, and moved her body slightly to the side to make more room for her.
When the girl came in, there was a light fragrance and a sweet taste, which made his heart leak half a beat.
Song Yiyan took off her sunglasses, bent over in, and greeted him with a smile: "Hello, senior." â
Jin Yunzhe bowed slightly politely, and his eyes were still cold and alienated for thousands of years: "It's really a last resort to come here to disturb you, please forgive me." â
"It's okay, it's my problem, my phone was turned off yesterday, and I just saw a missed call." Song Yiyan had already listened to Wang Qian's explanation, and she called her last night, but she didn't answer.
Ji Xing, that bastard, didn't even tell her when he answered the phone, it was too much, too selfish!
"Let Brother Wang tell you what happened!" Jin Yunzhe glanced at Wang Qian.
Wang Qian hurriedly probed his head back desperately from the driver's seat, half of his body came over, painted a voice, and talked about the painful experience last night with a handful of snot and tears: "I think, it's because we are downstairs in your house, that thing probably knows how good you are, so it didn't catch up, Teacher Song, you must help us." â
After Song Yiyan heard this, that thing didn't hurt them, it just scared them: "During the day, the yang energy is heavy, and there is no threat to you, so I will go to the set to find you at night." â
Wang Qian had a bitter face, and he was really frightened: "Can you do it early, can you do it in the evening?" â
Song Yiyan thought for a moment: "Okay." â
"Then I'm bothering you." Jin Yunzhe looked at the girl in front of her, after eating the cone, there was still a small piece of cone in the wrapper, she stuck out her tongue and licked it, her movements were indescribably cute.
"No trouble." Song Yiyan stretched out five fingers, her brother still settled the account, and she was not familiar with them: "You give me the deposit first, if you can't solve it, I will refund you in full." â
Wang Qian transferred a deposit of 50,000 yuan to her, and left 50,000 yuan, and then paid her the balance when the matter was resolved. â
Through the rearview mirror, he actually saw his own artist, who had always been cold and didn't dare to be interested in anything, his narrow eyes were staring in the direction of Song Yiyan, and there seemed to be light flashing in his eyes.
!
Yun Zhe shouldn't be interested in other girls!
No, no, no, no, he must be strangled in the cradle, he is on the rise now, and he can't fall in love, otherwise it will definitely hit him hard.
Song Yiyan arrived at the gate of the community and wanted to take a taxi to Dì Dū Medical College, but before she could wave, a taxi stopped in front of her.
The driver opened the window and showed a face that was smiling like a flower: "Master, it just so happens that I will send you where you are going." â
Song Yiyan glanced at him strangely: "You shouldn't be waiting for me here on purpose!" I warn you, I don't fall in love with my uncle, I like little fresh meat, don't waste your efforts on me. â
The driver's master looked confused, and after reminiscing, he smiled and said: "Don't worry, I have a wife and children, I just worship you, I think you are amazing, and I have absolutely no other thoughts about you, otherwise there will be five thunderstorms." â
Song Yiyan got into the car and reported the address where she was going.
Driver: "Master, are you going to the girl's school yesterday?" What are you going to investigate? See if I can help? Can I serve you tea and water as a little brother? â
Song Yiyan: "What do I want my little brother to do, I don't do the underworld." â
"Don't all of you artists have to have a driver bodyguard? I'll be your driver from now on. "The driver's master said in his heart, you are known as the first sister of society on the Internet, do you know?
"I don't have the money to pay you."
"Boss, don't worry, I don't want a salary, I like to follow you to do things, and I don't need you to give me a salary."
"You don't want a salary and don't make money, how can you support your family, your wife and children drink the northwest wind!"
"Boss, actually, I won't tell you, my family has a few buildings in Nanxiangli, and I come out to rent it because I like to talk to people to relieve boredom, not to make money."
Song Yiyan's expression was complicated: I'm afraid, I'm afraid, social person!
"Boss, I have something to discuss with you, I have a few houses in the Bihai Chaosheng community next door to you, and one of them happens to be empty, and I haven't found a tenant yet, if you don't dislike it, you can go in and live!"
"Thanks, I don't want a house, and I won't sleep on the streets."
Song Yiyan was speechless and choked, and she realized what it means to be a person who is not good-looking, look at the eldest brother of the family, the family is entangled, and he also came out to open a rental.
She felt that it was not easy for people to work hard to open a rental last night, and it was not easy to make money to support their family, so she gave a super low discount price, and only collected 50,000 yuan.
In fact, he is a real billionaire, and he is a low-level ordinary person who makes hard-earned money.
The driver's name is Han Ding, who is a native of Beijing, and his ancestors have been people in Beijing for generations, and he also talked to Song Yiyan about the mountain, saying that his ancestors had been prime ministers.
Since my grandfather's generation, the family has real estate, and in my grandfather's father's generation, he made a fortune just by selling land.