Now that the Song family has the power in hand, when she and Shangguan Ming figure out the transfer of property rights, she can take her own road to fame without distraction.

Song Weilan glanced back at Qiushui's Weibo page, and "she" replied to the comment: a blessing from a very important person.

Breeze Waves: Uh-huh, I smell the sour smell of that thing, and I'll tell you who that person is.

Song Weilan directly sent a private message to Yiyan Qiushui, Yiyan Qiushui's Weibo rarely posts private life status, and the most posted is a variety of recipes, Song Weilan also laughed at "her", saying that "her" Weibo is a recipe encyclopedia.

This time, "she" rarely posted about her private status, and of course Song Weilan will not let go of this precious gossip opportunity.

A glance at Qiushui is almost a second: that person is willful, forgetful, disobedient, temperamental, and able to eat.

Seeing Qiushui's evaluation of that important person, Song Weilan was stunned, how could this description be so similar to the words used by Ji Ruxu to evaluate her?

Flick of the light: You still like him with so many shortcomings?

Song Weilan used him, in Song Weilan's cognition, her good friend Qiushui is a woman at a glance, so the important person of "her" is naturally a man.

A glance at Qiushui: Who made me never forget her no matter what.

Song Weilan was dumbfounded, what's the situation? One glance at Qiushui's reply was her!

Flick of the light: Qiushui, are you a man or a woman?

Song Weilan swallowed saliva and typed in the text, and she had been a glimpse of her Internet girlfriend for so many years, her real body would not be a big man, right? It's scary to think about it across the network cable.

One Glance at Qiushui: We'll meet when the time is right.

A glance at Qiushui did not indicate the gender, only gave an agreement without a specific deadline.

"Miss Song, it's here." Ling Jingfei's voice reminding him sounded in his ears.

"Oh, thank you." Song Weilan turned off her phone and unbuckled her seat belt.

It was raining heavily outside, and it was still some distance from the parking lot to the Song family's compound.

"You wait, I remember I put an umbrella in the car." Ling Jingfei said and turned around to look for the umbrella, but after looking for nearly five minutes and not finding it, he looked a little embarrassed.

"No, that's it." Song Weilan smiled and waved his hand to alleviate his embarrassment, and then opened the car door and quickly got out of the car.

An umbrella suddenly appeared above her head and shielded her from the wind and rain.

"I'm back." Ji Ruxu's voice sounded a little unhappy.

"Why are you here?" Song Weilan was surprised, how long had he been waiting for her here?

After saying goodbye to Ling Jingfei, Song Weilan and Ji Ruxu walked in the rain with an umbrella, during which she wanted to distance herself from him many times, but he simply hugged her waist directly.

"Don't move, you'll get wet." Ji Ruxu's hand on her waist tightened slightly, "What is Ling Jingfei looking for you?" ”

"Don't think about it, he came to me because of Zuo Yi." Song Weilan hurriedly explained that after getting along for so long, she had some understanding of Ji Ruxu's temper, and he was very sensitive to other men approaching her.

"If you want to deal with Zuo Yi in the future, discuss it with me first." The umbrella in Ji Ruxu's hand tilted towards Song Weilan, and the rain wet his left shoulder, "People like Zuo Yi forced him to do anything in a hurry, in case he had a gun on him......"

Ji Ruxu didn't continue, but the hand around her waist was a little harder.

Song Weilan looked at him sideways, his face looked bad, he was unhappy, it seemed that it was not because Ling Jingfei sent her back, but because he was worried about her safety.