The person who posted the post brought some ridicule of being out of the way.
It is said that the family who was persecuted by the Lan family has suffered a great disaster for eight lifetimes.
This information was only regarded as nonsense. At that time, the information was mixed and the administrator did not delete it. Instead, Qiao Jin dug it out of the corner.
After listening to Qiao Jin's retelling, Song Yanqing smiled: "It seems that my guess is correct."
Qiao Jin: "If you have any mistakes, you have to see the exact person. Just the pictures you searched can't be determined."
Song Yanqing reacted quickly: "A few days are the birthday of his mother. They usually don't invite outsiders. The Lan family will definitely be here. I will take you there. It's me who will go there, and they won't refuse."
Qiao Jin thought for a while: "It's OK."
A sudden attack, and a close observation, will tell at that time if there is any problem with the Lan family.
When Qiao Jin was talking, she heard some slight wind and car sounds from Song Yanqing. She was a little curious: "Are you outside now?"
Song Yanqing's simple voice came: "Well, do something outside."
Qiao Jin did not ask in detail. Song Yanqing said a few simple words and hung up the phone.
He is in a balcony restaurant, very high, and sits here to see the view below the building.
He was holding a book in his hand and wearing glasses connected by golden silk threads. He was filled with noble spirit when he swayed. He was elegant and quiet. He was like a gentle and noble young man walking out of the painting, which made a young lady sitting at the table opposite him look straight.
She had been staring at him for a full ten minutes, her heart pounding.
This is exactly the type of dreams of all women. She almost wanted to muster up the courage to go forward and ask for a phone number, but a tall bodyguard standing in front of Song Yanqing looked very difficult to mess with.
She was stopped once when she just wanted to go up.
The young master who came out of the painting didn't even turn his eyes, but just focused on his book.
Not in English, like other foreign books.
It's simply the best in the world.
"Buzz--"
The arrogant roar came from the bottom, and the sound of sports cars was not surprising in big cities. Such noisy sounds could make people who like quietness be shocked by unreasonable reasons.
Song Yanqing didn't blink his eyes, and turned over a page of book pages with a special fragrance with her slender fingertips, but what she showed in her ears seemed to be another world.
"Damn it - Joanna insists that we stay here for a few more days. If nothing else, the girl from China is still strong enough-"
Sitting on the red supercar, a foreign man was calling, his tone was very arrogant.
He stopped under the building, "Okay, okay, I know, I will come here after I pick her up. You can prepare the goods for me, and everyone will be happy later. Fuck, Joanna doesn't want us to suck those things, saying that if you suck too much, it will cause bad things. Can't our bodies still bear it? Her brother is dead, and she likes to meddle in other people's business now-"
After saying this, his eyes suddenly glared.
His eardrum seemed to have been suddenly magnified countless times. He heard the messy sounds coming in the world. The noisy sound was enough to make him want to explode irritably.
And in such an atmosphere, he suddenly heard a very light whisper with a soothing smell, like the temptation of the abyss and the hymn of an angel, which makes people unable to refuse.
Chapter completed!