It was Liu Wenmeng who was not following her.

She had said that this person lacked education, it seems that the education given in the classroom that day was not enough.

Liu Wenmeng probably wanted to follow her, determine her whereabouts, and maybe see if she would go somewhere else halfway.

Today, he chose a good time. Qiao Jin would meet with the Song family and his son, so naturally he would not go home directly.

He drove to follow halfway and saw Qiao Jin entering an ordinary street.

This street is full of the old city scenery left by the imperial capital, and it still retains the style and features of the Republican residences. From the outside, there is nothing surprising.

Qiao Jin got out of the car, walked into one of the houses, and was led in.

Liu Wenmeng watched Qiao Jin's driver drove away before getting out of the car and wanted to take a look.

Who knew that he hadn't been admitted to the house, someone came forward and reached out to stop him: "Excuse me, sir, private territory, please don't break in."

Liu Wenmeng was dumbfounded: "Private territory? This still occupies the street. Is this your private territory?"

They didn't seem to be very good at talking: "Sir, this is private territory, please step aside and leave."

All of them were dressed in plain clothes and looked like ordinary people. However, they were tall, with solemn faces, and they were clearly different from ordinary people, and they could make people see the difference.

Liu Wenmeng murmured, of course he didn't dare to hard steel, and he returned to his car.

Those few people stood near the gate again.

The gate of the house was wide open at this time, and it was vaguely visible that there was a beautiful courtyard inside, and the others were not very clear.

To be able to own this kind of house in this kind of place, the family must be either rich or expensive.

Liu Wenmeng was a little envious, and a little jealous.

Isn't Qiao Jin just an ordinary girl? How can she come here?

Qiao Jin entered, bypassing the courtyard, and there were square houses. Song Siyin walked out of the hall and greeted her politely: "Miss Qiao, please here."

Qiao Jin nodded.

After entering the house, I found that the ordinary house was not ordinary inside.

The decoration is very elegant, walnut color is the main color, and there are many calligraphy and paintings hanging in the lobby, which looks like some big family lived in it.

"This used to be the old house of our Song family, safe and hidden, suitable for talking."

Song Siyin asked her to be here for no reason.

While speaking, Song Yanqing also walked out from behind the screen behind the hall.

At that moment, there was a feeling of being like a good son.

His eye sockets are deep, his eyebrows are narrow and long, and he looks a bit cool and thin. He is neutralized by his own sickness, but he appears to be gentle and gentle.

The overall complexion didn't look as pale as before, a little too much, it showed his beautiful style even more.

He was well-proportioned and stood tall and straight, like the most dazzling light in this room.

He wore a long sky blue coat, and the others-like two seasons.

He is still extremely chilled.

Qiao Jin can help him solve this problem and wait until the next time he gets it.

Seeing Qiao Jin, Song Yanqing's lips filled with a smile: "Miss Qiao, hello."

The tone is as polite as before, compared to the indifferent when he first saw him, a little more subtle warmth, which is a respect for Qiao Jin.

Ordinary people can say a few words to Song Yanqing, and they can go crazy happily, but Qiao Jin is not a little girl who has never seen the world.

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