Chapter 411 How much do you know about Song Jin
Song Jin didn’t notice her bad expression, maybe because it was too dark, so after saying a few words to her, she got into the car parked opposite. .
Xu Tingting watched his car drive out of the villa area before walking inside holding the flowers.
Xu Shu asked her: "A bouquet of flowers makes you so happy?"
"Yeah, Ajin gave it to me."
Xu Shu's face turned cold, "How much do you know about Song Jin?"
"That's right, you know almost everything you need to know. I know a little about his family background, but he didn't tell me, so I didn't ask. ."
"Did he take you to his circle of friends?"
"Huh?" Xu Tingting was confused, "He has no friends."
No. friend?
I just graduated from college and still work in the same city. How can I not have friends?
Even if not, there is always a good relationship between colleagues. How bad is his popularity?
Xu Shu rubbed her hair, "Since Song Jin is busy with work, you should spend less time with him and focus more on your studies."
Xu Tingting responded with a yes. Usually, she would go back with Xu Shu's arm, but not this time. She used both hands to hold flowers. She also asked the servant to find a particularly beautiful vase for her, and she personally pulled out the cheap flowers. , cut off the branches and leaves and put them in the vase.
The servants don’t know where to put them. Even a blade of grass in Xu’s house is worth more than this bunch of flowers.
Yan Chi asked Ye Wanting where her home was.
She gave an address, which surprised Yan Chi.
It was an old villa area, where the rich people who made their fortunes in the last century lived.
Unfortunately, the market has been eliminated too quickly, and many people have gone bankrupt. Those who originally lived here have sold their villas, and the prices have been lowered in order to sell them quickly, so some nouveau riche can also afford them.
Nowadays, this area has long ceased to be prosperous. It is a mixed bag of fish and dragons, with everyone living there, and the property management is not doing its best. As the car drives in, untrimmed greenery can be seen everywhere on the road.
"We're here."
The car stopped in front of an old villa.
Ye Wanting reached into her bag and took out a wad of paper. She unfolded the paper and found a pill wrapped inside.
"I asked Dr. Xu for this. It seems to be a drink to relieve hangover."
Yan Chi raised his eyelids and chuckled, "It's hard to think about my brother." He put He picked up the medicine and swallowed it raw in front of her.
Ye Wanting hurriedly looked for water everywhere, unscrewed it and gave it to him to take a few sips.
"I'm going back first. Brother Yan Chi, please go slower on the way back."
Yan Chi raised his eyelids and said, "Isn't there a driver here? Just drive slowly."
Ye Wanting nodded, opened the car door and got out.
Yan Chi did not leave immediately. He sat in the car for a while, waiting for the lights in the villa to turn on. But after waiting for a long time, there was no movement inside. He thought Ye Wanting was in some danger, and suddenly saw a faint candlelight flickering behind a window. .
Candles?
It happened that Ye Wanting was going upstairs, and the stairs were right next to the window.
Yan Chi saw clearly that she was protecting half of the candle.
Don't turn on the light because you're afraid of disturbing her mother's rest?
"Sir, are you leaving?"
The driver turned around and asked.
Yan Chi said the name of the apartment, and after setting up the navigation, the driver slowly drove away.
If he had left two minutes later, he would have heard Ye Wanting's scream.
“Who?!”
Only halfway up the stairs, Ye Wanting saw a person lying down and asked warily. The person suddenly jumped up from the ground and rushed over to grab her hand.
"Who are you! Who are you! Let me go!"
The person came and covered her mouth, "Don't scream, it's dad. Don't be afraid to lure your mother down. Just scream."
In the middle of the candlelight, Song Zhiwei's ferocious expression became closer and closer.
(End of this chapter)