Song Qingyu blushed at what he said, and turned her head away from looking at Fu Wenzhou.

Fu Wenzhou is a thick-skinned person, and when he saw that she ignored herself, he stuck to the past again.

Song Qingyu walked to the bed, he followed to the bed, Song Qingyu turned around angrily and said, "Go take a bath, don't follow me all the time." ”

Fu Wenzhou snorted: "What's wrong with following you, I'm happy to follow you." ”

Song Qingyu had no problem with Fu Wenzhou, and he simply didn't talk about him later, and let him pester himself.

After dealing with the company, Song Qingyu said to the man who was sitting next to her and helped her pinch her legs: "This week's heyday drug approval is about to end, and I plan to wait until I am busy to find Song Ning." ”

The woman's slender and straight legs rested on his legs, Fu Wenzhou's movements were careful, his strength was just right, and his massage skills were getting better and better day by day: "Well, what happened back then should indeed be clarified." ”

Song Qingyu paused her fingertips and said, "Song Ning, she...... It seems to be sick, quite serious, and I had surgery at the end of the month. ”

"I know." Fu Wenzhou replied casually: "Don't worry, she won't be able to die for a while, enough to last until you are busy with this formation." ”

Song Qingyu: "......"

She coughed dryly: "Why do you say it so casually." ”

Fu Wenzhou raised his eyebrows: "Yuyu, she hurt you like this, it's good that I didn't kill her, is it possible to expect me to look forward to her order." ”

Song Qingyu smiled and said, "Don't say that......"

Fu Wenzhou nodded: "Cheng, then you kiss me, I won't say anything." ”

Song Qingyu raised her eyebrows lightly: "Then you should continue to talk, anyway, I have nothing to do with Song Ning." ”

When Fu Wenzhou heard this, the corners of his lips hooked slightly.

It's best if she can think like this, a mother like Song Ning is not worthy of pity at all.

What will happen to Song Ning in the end, whether she lives or dies has nothing to do with them.

Early the next morning, Song Qingyu received a call from Yan Miao.

said that her boyfriend wanted to invite her friends to dinner, and Song Qingyu had to find time to go over anyway.

Song Qingyu was already a little worried about Yan Miao's boyfriend, but when she saw someone, she could always feel more at ease, so she agreed.

The time was set for six o'clock in the evening.

A Chinese restaurant under the Gyeongcheon Bridge.

Song Qingyu frowned slightly when she heard the address, and asked Yan Miao: "The price of this place is high, isn't your boyfriend's financial ability not very good?" You tell him to eat some simple home-cooked food, and you don't have to go to such an expensive restaurant. ”

The other Yan Miao said indifferently: "Oh, you can rest assured, you don't need him to pay, I'll give it." ”

Song Qingyu was rarely speechless, and after a pause for a few seconds, he asked: "If you give money, you are treating, how can it be regarded as his invitation." ”

Yan Miao touched his nose and said embarrassedly: "He said he wanted to invite you, but I don't think he has much money, I'll give it if I have money, we are in love, don't be so clear." ”

Song Qingyu's temples ached suddenly, and she said helplessly: "I know, I will go over on time at night." ”

Yan Miao said: "Call Jiang Xun, I don't have any friends, you two come together to support me." ”

Song Qingyu: "Okay." ”

After hanging up the phone, Song Qingyu sent Jiang Xun a WeChat message and asked her if she had time tonight.

Jiang Xun didn't say if he was free, but asked what was going on.

As soon as Song Qingyu mentioned that Yan Miao's boyfriend was going to have a treat, Jiang Xun immediately returned to be free, and he had to go to Song's family to pick up Song Qingyu in advance.

Song Qingyu looked at the WeChat chat interface with Jiang Xun, and her eyebrows jumped slightly.

Why didn't you find out that Jiang Xun was so gossip before?

When she saw this person in Binhai, she only thought that Jiang Xun was a cold and thorny rose, but she didn't expect that the more she got along, the more she found that this woman was not only a money fan but also a gossip genius.

It's really unseemly.

At five o'clock in the evening, Jiang Xun arrived as promised.

As soon as Song Qingyu left the Song Group building, he saw a low-key silver Lamborghini sports car parked at the door.

The color of the car should be changed, and it looks very tonal while not being eye-catching.

It is very in line with Jiang Xun's character.

Song Qingyu stepped forward and tapped on the car window, revealing Jiang Xun, who was wearing a red dress and sunglasses, and had a cold temperament.

The other party's fingertips lightly hooked his sunglasses, and smiled at Song Qingyu: "It's quite punctual." ”

Song Qingyu pulled the car door: "You are the same." ”

Jiang Xun raised his eyebrows, did not refute, and reminded Song Qingyu: "Fasten the seat belt, I drive faster." ”

Song Qingyu's tone was flat: "The speed limit in the city, if you don't want to eat a ticket, drive slowly honestly." ”

Jiang Xun smiled and said, "Don't worry, I am a good citizen who abides by the law." ”

Song Qingyu pursed her lips, and after a few seconds, she suddenly said, "You are the same as Fu Wenzhou." ”

Jiang Xun became interested: "Where is the same?" ”

She was curious to see what she could have in common with the feared mad dog.

Song Qingyu spoke slowly: "The ability to talk nonsense is the same. ”

Jiang Xun: "...... I didn't see it before, your mouth is quite poisonous. ”

The corners of Song Qingyu's lips raised slightly: "It's not too late to see it now." ”

Jiang Xun found that Song Qingyu was very interesting, she was a sick beauty with weak willows and wind, and her temperament was unique cold and noble, like a little fairy who was not stained with mortal dust.

But inside, he has a black belly and a poisonous mouth, and he doesn't suffer losses or forgiveness.

The face is like Guanyin, and the heart is better than a snake and scorpion.

Ruan Mingshen's description is really not wrong at all.

But she's a good person, as long as she doesn't take the initiative to provoke her, she won't think of ways to deal with you.

In the past, Jiang Xun didn't take this sick beauty from the capital in his eyes, but now this idea has long changed, as the saying goes, a bed can't sleep two kinds of people, what kind of kind person can be a person who can come together with Fu Wenzhou.

Jiang Xun couldn't help but glance at Song Qingyu, and sighed again: "The appearance is really deceptive." ”

Song Qingyu's expression was cold and cold, and her tone was light: "How long will it take." ”

Jiang Xun looked at the time: "Chang'an Avenue is a little blocked at this point, and the Jingchuan Bridge is estimated to be full of cars, and it will take at least half an hour." ”

"Will you be late?" Song Qingyu said.

She is a person with a strong sense of time.

Therefore, for a 20-minute journey, in order to prevent traffic jams, I will make an appointment with Jiang Xun an hour in advance.

Jiang Xun showed a confident smile: "So let's copy the trail." ”

Before Song Qingyu understood what she meant, she felt that the car suddenly picked up speed, turned a sharp corner, and entered the alley next to her.

Although he was puzzled, Song Qingyu would not bother.

If she doesn't drive herself, she won't talk about the driver next to her.

Song Qingyu did her duty as a passenger next to her, and no matter how dangerous she drove the whole process, she didn't say a word.

But when she arrived at the place, she immediately got out of the car, covered her mouth and nose with a handkerchief, and stood beside the car frowning for a while.

Seeing this, Jiang Xun looked at her slightly apologetically: "I'm sorry, I forgot that you are not in good health, and I can't stand it too much." ”

Song Qingyu endured the nausea in her stomach, raised her eyes and asked, "Are you really not going to be ticketed?" ”

Jiang Xun said: "Of course not, we are walking on the trail, but it is bumpy, and the speed is not fast, I have been driving in strict accordance with the speed limit in the city." ”

Song Qingyu nodded: "That's good, let's go in." ”

Jiang Xun looked at the palatial restaurant in front of him and sighed: "Didn't you say that Yan Miao's boyfriend doesn't have much money, how can he afford such a high-end hotel, and a meal here will cost him a year's salary." ”

Song Qingyu explained as she walked inside: "It's Yan Miao who gives the money." ”

Jiang Xun raised his eyebrows stubbornly: "My boyfriend has a treat, my girlfriend checks out, and there is still this reason?" ”

Song Qingyu paused and said: "As long as he has a good character and is good to Yan Miao, it is enough, and the most important thing is that Yan Miao's own liking." ”

Jiang Xun sneered lightly: "Character? I really don't want to spend my girlfriend's money, will it be Yan Miao's boyfriend, do you know what it's called? This is called standing and standing. ”

Song Qingyu couldn't say anything to refute it, but in fact she didn't want to refute either.

But she didn't plan to close the coffin now, after all, love is Yan Miao's talk, she and Jiang Xun have never even seen each other's faces, and they can't speculate about others at will.

Song Qingyu hoped from the bottom of her heart that Yan Miao could meet a very good person.

She hopes that Yan Miao can live happily, whether before or after marriage, she can grow up as carefree and protected as before, and always maintain that simple and straightforward heart.

Jiang Xun asked: "How many floors is the private room?" ”

"Top floor." Song Qingyu said.

The two came to the top floor side by side, but when they pushed the door open and went in, they only saw Yan Miao alone.