The president's pet daughter

As soon as Song Qingqing saw Ye Jiaojiao's expression, she knew that the matter was almost done.

Ye Jiaojiao has successfully left an impression in Song Mingzhe's heart. It only takes some time for Ye Jiaojiao to successfully squeeze out Ling Zhaozhao and successfully enter the Song family.

At that time, everything about the Song family will be under her control.

What Song Jianguo, what Song Dahai, they are all defeated by her men.

As for her dear nephew Song Mingzhe, maybe she can see her past affection and give him a chance.

Because she was still in Boer, Song Qingqing didn't dare to be too presumptuous on the face, and she could only ask Ye Jiaojiao when she got back in the car.

"How are things going?"

Ye Jiaojiao leaned on the seat, with a somewhat smug expression on his face.

"I'll do the work, you can rest assured."

"Song Mingzhe is not so easy to fool, don't be too self-righteous."

Seeing Ye Jiaojiao's expression, Song Qingqing reminded him kindly.

If Song Mingzhe was really that easy to deal with, she wouldn't arrange so many.

"You didn't see Song Mingzhe's expression just now. If you had, you wouldn't have said that."

Ye Jiaojiao shrugged indifferently, as if Song Mingzhe was very fascinated by her.

"Boss, don't forget to add money to me then."

Ye Jiaojiao raised her eyebrows, crossed her hands in front of her chest, and approached Song Qingqing, as if she no longer had the disguised young lady in the past.

Song Qingqing frowned when she saw Ye Jiaojiao's shameless price increase.

Before Ye Jiaojiao could react, Song Qingqing slapped her across the face.

Song Qingqing's slap was fast and ruthless, and it directly slapped her left side of the face until it swelled up.

"You are also worthy to sit on the ground with me and raise the price."

Song Qingqing sneered, with a ferocious expression on his face.

No one would have imagined that the Second Miss of the Song family, who had always been gentle and kind to others outside and not involved in the disputes of the world, would have such a face in private.

"Do your job well and don't have other thoughts, or you won't get a penny."

Seeing that Song Qingqing was about to reach her destination, she quickly tidied up her clothes, and her expression returned to her usual calmness.

The car finally stopped at the door of Ye Jiaojiao's house, and Ye Jiaojiao got out of the car covering his face aggrievedly.

She watched Yiqi Juechen's vehicle go away, gritted her teeth, and then took out her mobile phone to make a call.

"It's me, yes, I got the things, and I told you as you ordered, how should I give it to you?"

Ye Jiaojiao's eyes darkened, and he was holding a small USB flash drive tightly in his hand.

……

coffee shop.

Song Qingqing saw Shen Qiyu sitting in the corner, and walked over with a smile on her face.

"Ayu, you have a lot of free time today, and you actually have time to ask me out for coffee."

During Shen Qiyu's return to the country, her whereabouts were still uncertain, no one knew whether she was in the Song family or the Shen family, keeping a low profile as if she had never returned to the country.

So she invited Song Qingqing out for coffee, which surprised Song Qingqing for a long time.

Shen Qiyu glanced at Song Qingqing, and the corner of her mouth curled up.

"You are one of the few good friends I have in China. Now that I have returned to China, I have to catch up with you."

Song Qingqing looked at the coffee in front of her. After so many years, Shen Qiyu still remembered her preferences clearly.

Naturally, her taste will not change, but at this moment, it is also different from the past.

"It stands to reason that I should be the one who treats you to dinner. Look at you, you seem to have worked a lot during this time. You must be anxious about Mingzhe and Zhaozhao's affairs, right?"

Song Qingqing stirred the coffee in her hand, saw the dark blue under Shen Qiyu's eyes, and said pretending to be concerned.

Recently, Ye Jiaojiao met Song Mingzhe more often.

It's a good thing for her.

She had almost heard nothing about Ling Zhaozhao.

Presumably Song Mingzhe and Ling Zhaozhao had also completely broken up.

"They have their own ideas, I can't control that much. But these days I have been thinking about a question, if you have been deceived for more than 20 years, what would you do?"

Shen Qiyu looked at Song Qingqing in front of her, and her voice couldn't help but lowered.

She had just married into the Song family at that time, and basically everyone in the Song family didn't want to see her, except Song Qingqing.

This proud Second Miss of the Song family seems to be indifferent to everything and remains neutral, but she will always stand by her side and show up appropriately when she is in trouble.

Perhaps Song Qingqing at that time had sincerity, but this sincerity was eventually consumed by desire and ambition.

Song Qingqing didn't understand the meaning of Shen Qiyu's words, she just thought that Shen Qiyu was in sorrow, and replied without thinking.

"Then I will definitely make him feel worse than Ling Chi."

Just like her ex-husband who died in vain.

Shen Qiyu heard the coldness of Song Qingqing's words, and the smile on her lips faded.

Maybe this is the real Song Qingqing.

Both cold-blooded and ruthless, but also decisive.

"Since you want to stay here for a while, why don't you go and see my elder brother. I heard that my elder brother is not in good health recently. Maybe Mingzhe has quarreled with him again. The same is true for elder brother. Mingzhe is just a child. Let him So what the hell."

Song Qingqing sighed, as if she was concerned about Song Jianguo's body.

These days, she also heard a lot of news that Song Jianguo was seriously ill, but she didn't have time to confirm whether it was true or not.

Anyway, she said these words only to secretly provoke the relationship between Shen Qiyu and Song Jianguo.

Shen Qiyu is just such a son, and the relationship with Song Jianguo has never been harmonious. Hearing these words, he will definitely vent his anger on Song Jianguo even more.

It would be best if even the Shen family didn't stand by Song Jianguo's side. In that case, Song Jianguo would have little power left.

Song Qingqing stirred the coffee, dissolving all her little plans in it.

"That's how you put a little bit of distance between me and Jianguo back then, right?"

Shen Qiyu raised her brows lightly, her eyes flashed with a stern look.

Others only thought that Shen Qiyu was always easy-going, but they didn't know that she was also frightening when she was strict.

After all, she was also a powerful woman in the mall back then.

Song Qingqing's heart skipped a beat when she heard Shen Qiyu's words, and the spoon in her hand accidentally hit the wall of the cup, making a crisp sound.

"Ayu, I don't understand what you're talking about..."

She looked at Shen Qiyu with misty eyes, as if she really didn't know anything about it.

Shen Qiyu avoided her gaze.

"However, I'm afraid I will disappoint you this time. Your elder brother's health is not as bad as you imagined, and the relationship between Mingzhe and Zhaozhao is still as stable as ever."

A sneer appeared on the corner of Shen Qiyu's lips, signaling Song Qingqing to look behind her.

As soon as Song Qingqing turned her head, she saw Ling Zhaozhao standing behind her holding Song Mingzhe's hand.

Song Mingzhe looked at Song Qingqing's surprised eyes, and his tone was unusually indifferent.

"Be safe, Second Aunt."