☆, chapter to meet people is Yu Tingchuan.
Think of the man Song Qingcheng holding a mobile phone hand is not clenched.
"What’s the matter?" Polite but alienated.
"Is the whole city really you?" Xue Min was very happy that there was a joy of reunion after a long separation in his voice. "It seems that Alai didn’t bluff me. I asked almost all my old junior high school classmates when I got your phone number."
Song Qingcheng didn’t pick her up, but she repeatedly asked, "What can I do for you?"
"It’s nothing. I just graduated from France and thought about getting together with you old alumni. Have you been in Nancheng in recent years? I went to Tongzi Lane, and your neighbor said that you and your grandmother have not come back to live since they were picked up by your uncle. I will go to Nancheng next week and invite you to dinner. "
"I’m quite busy recently and I shouldn’t be able to spare it." Song Qingcheng declined.
Xue Min was silent for a while, but Nai sighed, "I’m also very busy now. My dad urged me to take over his career. Listen to me, he wanted to find a job himself. He was so angry that he almost went to the hospital. By the way, Qingcheng, I traveled to Switzerland last month and saw Shen Zhi’s embassy in Switzerland. I also saw your uncle and daughter."
Xue Min became aggrieved. "You and Shen Zhi were childhood friends. You lived together in a quadrangle. At that time, Yu Rao would always pick you up at the school gate when Shen Zhi was on vacation from college. We all decided that you were a couple. Some women really took advantage of their family to rob other people’s boyfriends while others were in danger. We all know that if you hadn’t helped Shen Zhi to be the scapegoat at that time, we would have finally entered-"
Song Qingcheng suddenly asked, "What date are you going to come to Nancheng?"
Words are interrupted to see that the whole Song Dynasty is not in solidarity with itself, and there is no expectation of blaming others. Xue Min has some discomfort in his heart, saying, "Let’s go there if we haven’t decided yet."
"I’m a little busy here. If it weren’t for him, I would have hung up in advance."
Xue Min is not good to continue to say anything inside story. "Then you are busy."
Hang up the words Song Qingcheng leaned against the window curtain and looked stupefied at the French buttonwood in front of the villa.
There is almost a buttonwood tree in the courtyard of Tongzi Lane, but it was later found that there were too many fallen leaves, and the main branches were sawed off to leave a big stump at the mouth of the bowl.
Section 5
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In the afternoon, the whole city of Song Dynasty was awakened from a nap by a phone call.
I looked at it at four sixteen.
She grabbed her messy long hair, sat up and answered the phone at the same time. Yu Jing said with a careless voice, "Did you go to school?"
Song Qingcheng lifted the quilt. "Are you going home to the dormitory?"
Yuanwei is a private school in Nancheng, including primary school, junior high school and senior high school. It is expensive under the banner of aristocratic schools. Many rich people in Nancheng will put their children who can’t study here. After all, Yuanwei’s teachers are not weak, and many excellent teachers are hired from outside with high salaries every year.
"I’m also at home. My aunt helped me pack my things. Have you finished your studies?"
"Well" Song Qingcheng began to brush his teeth.
Yujing hey hey smiled "lend me the answer for reference."
Song Qingcheng spit out the foam in his mouth and wiped his mouth with a towel, saying, "What should you do with the final exam like this?"
"There are half a month? Besides, don’t you? I’ve already thought about it. I’ll come to you after dinner from tomorrow. Then we’ll go to the library to review where you know. You can teach me. "Yu Jingyue said that the more satisfied she was with her plan, the topic changed." How do you send it to school later? "
Song Qingcheng didn’t hide "I took the bus myself"
"Then I’ll pick you up in the past. I have a car at home." Yu Jing wants people to seize the opportunity to be attentive. "It’s raining outside. It’s definitely inconvenient for you to take the bus."
"…" Song city want to refuse.
"My grandfather told me to hang up first. Is your home chansons Garden? I’ll call you when I get there."
There was a busy beep in the receiver.
……
About half an hour later
Song Qingcheng received Yujing’s urgent roar, and carried Liu Xishan, the luggage case building, out for something in the afternoon. The Lujia driver sent Ge Wenjuan to play cards and didn’t come back. At home, a nanny took an umbrella from the Xuan cabinet to change her shoes and then went out in the rain.
In the words, Song Qingcheng told the location of Yujing Lujia Villa.
As soon as she came from the steps, she saw a black Jaguar kr parked in front of the fence.
Yu Jing saw Song Qingcheng drop the window in the car and waved "Here here!"
The rain came sideways, but the shoulder of the whole Song Dynasty was a little wet more than one hundred meters away. When she approached the car trunk, it opened automatically and slowly. Just put away the trunk of luggage case, Yujing had opened the back door and urged her car.
The car door Song Qingcheng didn’t notice that the driver’s man was not a driver but Yutingchuan.
☆ Chapter 9 A 34-year-old man who has read all about Qian Fan.
The man is talking.
The car was turned on to remove the whirring air conditioning, and occasionally a low-pitched male voice sounded.