"Why did you suddenly mention this topic with Aunt Qiao?"
Song Yanqing still felt that it was a bit meaningful. In private, Qiao Jin would also talk about these things to Aunt Qiao.
The key is that Qiao Jin will really tell him.
"Last time I went to your place, your clothes were still here. I forgot to bring them back to you. I'll bring them here tomorrow."
Song Yanqing thought of the coat he had put on Qiao Jin last time, and his eyebrows showed a gentle look: "I'm not in a hurry. Are we friends? I don't have a girlfriend now, and I don't need to be so far as you avoid it. Is our relationship still hindering others?"
Qiao Jin refused to comment: "I know what you mean."
"No, I don't think you understand very much."
Song Yanqing thought for a moment: "It is not appropriate to discuss these things on the phone. If you don't go to class tomorrow, come out to meet me. I'll book a place and let Ah pick you up at that time."
Qiao Jin felt that there was nothing worth discussing about, but since Song Yanqing had said it, she didn't object: "Okay."
Song Yanqing: "Okay, you have a break early, good night."
Qiao Jin: "Good night."
***
Qiao got up very early this morning because she was going to go out.
Early in the morning, she received a call from Meng Chengyu, saying that Yang Qiulu had something to talk about when she asked her.
She had an appointment with Song Yanqing at noon, so she went directly to Meng Chengyu's place.
Meng Chengyu's home is in a relatively old community. After all, her family is average. She moved early in the year and came here before the housing prices in the imperial capital had soared.
Because of this, this community has been around for some time, but with basic protection measures and greening, the environment is OK.
There is a primary school around, and now the house can be sold for millions of dollars. The surrounding area, even in old communities, is worth every inch of land.
There was no elevator in the community, so she walked up and rang the doorbell of Meng Chengyu's house.
The door was opened by Yang Qiulu. She was wearing a brand new light yellow nightgown today. Her complexion looked much better than yesterday. Although it was still so dark and yellow, she had a little fresh air in her expression.
When he saw Qiao Jin, Yang Qiulu showed a shy smile on her face.
"Miss Qiao."
The voice is very polite, with some careful smell.
Qiao Jin also smiled and said, "Don't be so polite, just call me Qiao Jin."
The house is not big, and the smell of fireworks comes from it. Meng Chengyu is making breakfast.
Hearing the sound, Meng Chengyu's voice came from the kitchen: "Jiu Jin, are you here? I'm making breakfast and cooking noodles. Do you want to eat it? I'll cook a bowl for you and lay a poached egg."
Qiao Jin said: "No, I had breakfast when I came."
After hearing this, Meng Chengyu didn't ask.
Qiao Jin walked over and sat on the sofa. The house had changed a lot compared to the last time she came by by chance.
Meng Chengyu threw out all the things about An Jinsong and her mother.
She was completely chilled and didn't want to see anything about them in this house.
Many things were thrown away, the house looked much empty, there were many unopened packaging on the ground, most of which were daily necessities. It was obviously bought by Meng Chengyu and Yang Qiulu last night...
Chapter completed!