Song Qingyou turned around: "Is there anything else?"

Xu Qingran asked what she had been struggling with for several days: "You, why don't you want to see me? I went to the Song family to look for you seven or eight times, and even looked for your boyfriend. You..."

"If you want to see me, do I have to see you?" Song Qingyou slightly raised her lips, as if she had heard something funny: "Why should I see you? Do we know each other, or are we familiar with each other?"

Xu Qingran was stunned: "Ah?"

Song Qingyou said expressionlessly: "We are not even friends, so why do I want to see you? In other words, why are you obsessed with seeing me."

Xu Qingran's heart suddenly skipped a beat. Song Qingyou's eyes were too cold, without any warmth in them.

She suddenly didn't dare to say anything further.

After much hesitation, Xu Qingran finally spoke: "Someone wants me to give you something."

"Really?" Song Qingyou looked coldly: "Sorry, I'm not interested."

Xu Qingran saw that she was about to leave and said anxiously: "Miss Song, please let me beg you. She... is just a jade pendant. I am also entrusted by others. Miss Song..."

Song Qingyou closed her eyes slightly, turned around slowly, and stretched out her hand: "Where's the thing?"

Xu Qingran looked at the lush green fingers in front of her and whispered: "In the changing room, my bag is over there, and the things are in my bag. I haven't gotten off work yet, so I can't leave here. I'll give it to you when I get off work."

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Song Qingyou nodded: "Yes."

Xu Qingran said excitedly: "Can I add you on WeChat? I'll send you a message when I get off work."

Song Qingyou hesitated for two seconds and took out her mobile phone.

Xu Qingran finally added her WeChat account, and her depressed mood was gone. She stared at Song Qingyou longingly: "Then I'll see you later."

"Um."

Seeing her promise, Xu Qingran left happily.

Song Qingyou stood there for a few seconds without moving. She didn't know what she was thinking. Her eyelids drooped slightly and she couldn't see the emotions behind her eyes clearly.

She slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and as soon as she turned around, she saw Jiang Xun had changed his clothes and returned, followed by Yan Miao who was unwilling to come over at first.

Song Qingyou paused slightly: "Aren't you not coming?"

Yan Miao ran over with a smile and hugged Song Qingyou's arm: "Those people on the first floor are just chatting about things I don't understand except for business talk. It's more comfortable to stay with you."

Jiang Xun glanced around: "Is that girl gone?"

Song Qingyou heard this and responded: "Yeah."

Jiang Xun clicked his tongue: "I thought she really planned to compensate."

Song Qingyou said as she walked: "I'll help her pay for your dress."

Jiang Xun looked at her in surprise: "I didn't realize that you are also a philanthropist. This is different from the Song Qingyou I usually know."

Song Qingyou didn't say anything, and Yan Miao couldn't help it anymore. She was confused: "What are you talking about? What kind of dress, what kind of compensation, what kind of philanthropist?"

Jiang Xun's words were concise and to the point: "A waiter soiled my skirt and said he wanted to pay for it. When he heard the price, he was so frightened that he could only say that he would wash it for me. No, your good friend Song Qingyou showed his kindness and said that this skirt

She helped give me the money."

In Yan Miao's eyes, Song Qingyou has always been a kind and simple girl. When she was in college, Song Qingyou would feed the school's stray cats, patiently answer questions for students who didn't understand the topics, and even make ppts for her.

, even if the beggar is begging on the road, she will give him all the money she has.

Yan Miao once said that beggars nowadays are all liars, and he was deceived last time.

Song Qingyou just smiled: "Maybe it's true."

At that time, Yan Miao recognized Song Qingyou as his friend.

Moreover, Song Qingyou has always done charity. Even in the most difficult months for Song, as far as Yan Miao knows, she has not stopped her regular monthly donations to the mountainous areas.

Therefore, it is completely normal for Yan Miao to have Song Qingyou help the waiter pay.

She said habitually: "Qingyou is a kind person, but I am afraid that some people will take advantage of her kindness."

Jiang Xun raised his eyebrows, looked at Song Qingyou carefully, and marveled: "I really didn't know you were a kind person."

She remembered that when they were in Binhai before, Song Qingyou was not kind to her stepbrother at all.

Song Qingyou helped Xu Qingran not because she was kind, but she didn't explain much and happened to walk to Fu Wenzhou's wing. The door was ajar, and the sounds inside could be clearly heard outside.

"Did you see it? My ear diamond, tsk, is worth three billion. Yes, my wife gave it to me."

Fu Wenzhou was leaning on the back of the chair, with his long legs crossed, showing off his diamond earrings to a circle of people in the side room.

Seeing these singles casting envious glances at him, Fu Wenzhou was very satisfied, and became more and more enthusiastic as he spoke: "Now I have access control every night, not only the access control, but my wife doesn't let me smoke, she has to control everything.

Me, even if I play cards with you, I have to report to her first. Do you know why?"

"have no idea."

Fu Wenzhou said sullenly: "Of course it's because she loves me! Women are very possessive and jealous. You can understand it if you look closely at me, but you definitely can't understand it. After all, you don't have a daughter.

friend."

"Song Qingyou actually loves you so much?"

Fu Wenzhou pointed to his leg: "My wife cried so hard when she saw my leg was injured. It hurts me, but it hurts her heart!"

"Hey, Wenzhou, I saw that you posted a successful proposal in your WeChat Moments. One of the pictures on it is your WeChat avatar. If I remember correctly, you have been using this avatar for five or six years.

I bet that figure on the back is Song Qingyou?"

"Nonsense." Fu Wenzhou was displeased: "Are your eyes on your butt? Besides my wife, who else has such a beautiful back?"

Huaijiang CEO Chen Dongfu was speechless for a while: "No, is your wife that beautiful?"

Song Qingyou rarely showed up in the past, and the Chen family's property was only transferred to the capital this year. I have never seen the goddess Fu Wenzhou talked about.

Originally, a group of people were playing cards, but after listening to Mr. Fu's tortuous love story for a long time, Chen Dongfu became more and more envious.

Not only him, but also several people at the table sounded a little envious, especially after learning that Fu Wenzhou's proposal was successful, which made them also want to find a partner to get married to.

I'm used to wandering, and it seems like it feels good to be controlled.

Otherwise, why would a mad dog like Fu Wenzhou, who is feared by the outside world, enjoy it so much?

There must be a reason for it!

Yan Shaoqin, who listened to the whole story, rolled his eyes countless times in his heart and said sarcastically: "I don't know who made a humble courtship and then went to the pole to be a mistress before getting divorced."

Originally, Yan Shaoqin wanted to suppress Fu Wenzhou, who kept harping, and deliberately brought up that humble past of someone in the past.

Who knew that Fu Wenzhou was not ashamed but proud of it: "What's wrong with my humble courtship? Didn't I ask for it? You are not humble. Where is your wife? Get a wife."

Yan Shaoqin: "..." Sometimes you can't hide your desire to kill someone.

Song Qingyou, Jiang Xun and Yan Miao outside the door: "..."

Yan Miao said awkwardly: "So he is such a little Mr. Fu, haha...hehehehe, it is different from the rumors outside."
Chapter completed!