Feng Qianen talks a lot, and in most cases he says Song Yanqing listens.

Feng Qianen only thought that Song Yanqing was like this, but when he was talking to Qiao Jin, Qiao Jin should be lazy and occasionally used the two words "可" to perfunctory people.

It's just like his brother's morality.

He knew why the other party was able to get along well with his cousin.

The eel roll tasted good, and the fruit sushi was also very delicious. Qiao Jin had a pleasant meal.

After dinner, Song Yanqing asked someone to see Feng Qianen away, and he and Qiao Jin started talking alone.

Song Yanqing gave her a clear answer to what Qiao Jin mentioned two days ago: "It's not appropriate for me to go to the spirit group."

Qiao Jin said "um" and turned his head to look at him, but didn't ask why directly.

Song Yanqing explained slowly: "I learned some information about the spirit group, and several families behind it were involved. The Song family did not get involved in these things. If I joined the spirit group, I would be suspected to be involved. It would be a bit unfavorable to your plan."

Qiao Jin nodded, "That's true."

Song Yanqing smiled slowly: "But it doesn't matter. I have arranged people in the spirit group. You will know any clues I will get at that time."

Qiao Jin thought for a moment: "Didn't you say that your Song family is not involved in these things? How did you know the news from the Spirit Group?"

"Some things just don't participate, so I ignored clues. My father also learned about some things about the spirit group. When 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 everything, and it’s nothing to participate.

Qiao Jin suddenly realized.

Song Yanqing glanced at her: "Is today's sushi delicious?"

Qiao Jin: "It's delicious."

Song Yanqing pursed her lips and smiled: "If you like it in the future, you can come more."

"Okay, I will come often when I make money."

The food is delicious and the price is very beautiful.

A meal is what ordinary people spend more than half a year.

For Qiao Jin now, it's too outrageous.

Song Yanqing laughed: "If you want to eat, I can bring you here at any time."

"That won't work. Some things need to be clear." Qiao Jin shook his head: "I can't take advantage of you. I'll treat you another day, and I'll make a lot of money soon."

Song Yanqing's expression became gentler: "Okay."

He didn't ask Qiao Jin how to make a lot of money. I guess she had her own considerations.

At this moment, Qiao Jin paused.

"You put me down in front, I have something to do."

Song Yanqing wanted to take her home, but the car was still halfway. Although Song Yanqing felt a little strange, she didn't ask much and said, "Okay."

He asked the driver to park in the street in front and watched Qiao Jin get out of the car.

Looking at the other party's disappearing back, Song Yanqing pondered a little. The low and dim light outside the car window reflected in, reflecting his perfect jaw line in a curve. Occasionally, the sound of passers-by laughing and talking floating past the car window. Song Yanqing felt that Qiao Jin's departure just now had a deep meaning.

In the dim light, the man was silent for a while, and finally said, "Stop here for a while."

The driver replied respectfully: "Okay, Master."

There are not many expensive cars in the Imperial Capital City, but now I see one parked on the side of the road, and passers-by took two photos when they walked by.

Song Yanqing raised his hand and looked at the watch on his wrist. It was half past six o'clock.

His rest time is almost here.
Chapter completed!