For a man like Song Yanqing, anyone in front of him can only feel a huge gap.

He doesn't need any actions or words, the aura of his body is brought by birth, and others will not be able to learn it.

A kind of elegance and dignity infused by natural superiority.

Just looking at it made Liu Wenmeng a suffocating embarrassment.

As soon as he appeared, Liu Wenmeng was a little frightened even looking directly.

The other party didn't need any words to bring out his embarrassment and embarrassment at this time.

"what happened?"

Song Yanqing looked down at Qiao Jin slightly, Qiao Jin shook his head: "A little thing."

She looked at Liu Wenmeng and sneered coldly: "Whatever you want, come to harass me again and hit me once. I will see how banned your body is."

After this sentence, Liu Wenmeng shivered.

Just now, Qiao Jin's fierce and crisp energy, he has never felt it from a boy.

Qiao Jin didn't say much, only waved his hand with Song Yanqing, lazily: "Bye, see you later."

Song Yan's eyes drooped, and when she was about to walk away, she said softly: "My father walked in a hurry. He never thanked you so much. Can you reward me with a thin noodle. Would you please have a meal?"

When these words were said, even Ah Cheng's eyes widened.

Song Yanqing would never take the initiative to invite others. Anyone who could be invited by him would feel that Sansheng felt lucky.

Qiao Jin didn't feel too honored, she just turned her head and thought: "Also, what to eat?"

Anyway, when I went back, I was also the chef of Mu’s family cooking. Although I was a five-star chef, I only ate for a few days. I have to say that she was a little bored.

She doesn't pick her mouth, but occasionally wants to change her taste.

This is the point.

Song Yanqing's smile seemed to melt everything softly: "It's up to you, what do you like to eat?"

Qiao Jin is a casual person, "Just tell me, I'm not familiar with it here."

"Okay." Song Yanqing thought for a while, "I often go to a restaurant and it tastes good."

The restaurant that can be seen by Song Yanqing is definitely not an ordinary restaurant.

Qiao Jin has no opinion.

Seeing her consent, Song Yanqing turned his head and said, "Aren, go drive."

Ah Yu hurriedly said: "Okay."

Another went to drive, Qiao Jin and Song Yanqing walked away naturally.

The two people had a full conversation, and no one looked at Liu Wenmeng on the ground.

Even in the same space, it looks like a different world.

Liu Wenmeng looked at Song Yanqing's superior appearance, and every move was the noble demeanor of the aristocratic family. His inferiority complex was like a rising tide, suffocating.

This is what people living in another world have in common except that they are all men.

He had a pain in his arm and couldn't lift his head. When Song Yanqing and Qiao Jin were walking forward, a bodyguard came forward and looked at him without a smile: "Sir, you should leave here."

Although it was a polite tone, it was completely indifferent.

Liu Wenmeng's head was hot, and he didn't dare to say anything at this time. The arm injury that Qiao Jin hit was very painful. He didn't even dare to ask Qiao Jin to pay compensation. He got in the car trembling and drove the car with one hand. gone.

He felt that if he stayed here, the consequences might be more serious.

I was violent when I was following, and when I left, I was like a mouse crossing the street, dingy and unable to get on the table.

Just staying here makes Liu Wenmeng feel hot on his cheeks because of the difference in rank.

That is a very embarrassing and hopeless dividing line.