Feng qianen is a talker, most of the time he said Song Yanqing listened.
Feng qianen only thinks that song Yanqing is like this, but when he talks with Qiao Jin, Qiao Jin should be lazy and loose, occasionally using two "Er" words to perfunctory people.
He has the same virtue as his brother.
He knows why the other party can get along well with his cousin.
The eel roll is delicious, and the fruit sushi is also very delicious. Joe has a good time today.
After dinner, song Yanqing asked someone to send Feng qianen away. He and Qiao today spoke alone.
Song Yanqing gave her a clear answer about the things Qiao mentioned two days ago: "I'm not suitable to go to the Ling group."
Joe looked at him with a "um" voice, but he didn't ask why.
Song Yanqing slowly explained: "I learned some information about the lingzu. Several families were involved. The Song family had not been involved in these things. If I joined the lingzu, I would be suspected of trying to get involved in it. Being on guard against me in advance would be detrimental to your plan."
Joe nodded now. "So it is."
Song Yanqing slowly smile: "but it doesn't matter, I also arranged people in the Ling group, when I get what clues, you will also know."
Qiao thought a little bit today: "you are not the Song family. You are not involved in these things. How do you know the news of Ling group?"
"Some things just don't participate, so the clues are ignored. My father also learned something about the spiritual group. After I knew it, he transferred the thread in his hand to me
In the past, song Yanqing was not allowed to know these things, but now he knows them, so it's OK to participate.
Joe is now in a daze.
Song Yanqing took a look at her: "is sushi delicious today?"
Joe Jin: "delicious."
Song Yanqing pursed his lips and laughed: "you can come more if you like."
"Well, I'll come often when I make money."
The food is delicious and the price is very beautiful.
A meal is the consumption of ordinary people for half a year.
It's too much for Joe today.
Song Yanqing laughed: "you want to eat, I can take you to eat at any time."
"That's not good. There are some things to distinguish." Joe shook his head. "I can't take advantage of you. I'll buy you some other day. I'll make a lot of money soon."
Song Yanqing looks more and more gentle: "good."
He didn't ask how Joe would make a lot of money today. She must have thought about it.
Just then, Joe looked a little bit.
"Put me down in front of you. I have something to do."
Song Yanqing wants to send her home. At the moment, the car is still on the way. Although song Yanqing feels a little strange, she doesn't ask more questions and says, "OK."
He stopped the driver on the street ahead and watched Joe get out of the car.
Looking at each other's disappearing back, song Yanqing ponders a little. The low light from the street lamp outside the window reflects his perfect jaw line in an arc. Occasionally, the voice of passers-by laughing and talking floats past the window. Song Yanqing feels that Qiao Jin's departure just now has some profound meaning.
In the dim light, the man was silent for a long time, and finally said, "stop here for a while."
The driver replied respectfully, "yes, young master."
There are many expensive cars in the capital city, but now I see one parked on the side of the road, and some passers-by take two photos.
Song Yanqing raised her hand and looked at the watch on her wrist. It was half past six.
His break time is coming.
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