After rebirth, I speculated on CP with a billionaire

"Well, just now, her friend seemed to have been kidnapped."

"Which one?"

"It's the manager of Miss Song's store, Zhao Nannan."

"Who is the kidnapper?" After Qin Si returned home, he was completely sleepless and was looking at the information the company would need for tomorrow's meeting.

"It should have something to do with the Money Gang, but it's just a group of desperadoes... Do you want it?"

"No need, she doesn't want anyone to interfere and not cooperate well, which will cause trouble for her."

Qin Si knows that Song Xi can solve it by himself, but if you intervene rashly, something will go wrong.

"But those desperadoes are also very dangerous... There is a suspended prisoner who seems to have escaped from prison. Miss Song only has one person and one car, will she be in danger?"

Uncle Li is now obsessed with Song Xina and already regards her as the young lady of the Qin family.

After all, Qin Si's feelings for Song Xi have been visible to him for a while.

After hearing this, Qin Si only hesitated for a moment, "No need, and there is no need for people to continue investigating. Just pretend that you don't know."

"Ok."

Uncle Li didn't know Song Xi's strength. In fact, Qin Si didn't know his true strength either.

But just looking at tonight, I can get a pocket watch that the Jiang family can't get, and I can find people that the Jiang family can't find.

And if Qin Si remembers correctly, it was within one day.

Because Song Xi had forgotten about the birthday banquet before, he was the one who reminded her.

Being able to find someone who the Jiang family had been looking for for a long time in such a short period of time showed that Song Xi's information network was very powerful.

With such a powerful information network, would she not understand the situation and commit suicide?

Definitely not. It depends on how Song Xi handles this matter in the end.

On the other side, Jiang Shaobei sent Chen Xiang home.

Everyone was drinking tonight, so it was the driver who drove.

Along the way, the two of them sat in the back seat and didn't talk much.

Mainly because Chen Xiang was a little embarrassed and kept looking out the car window without giving him a chance to speak.

When it was time to get off the bus, Jiang Shaobei followed him.

"I'm here. Thank you for sending me back tonight."

"You're welcome."

"Then I'm going back."

"You won't invite me to sit upstairs?" Jiang Shaobei was a little reluctant to leave.

"Isn't that bad?" Chen Xiang blushed immediately. It was so ambiguous and presumptuous to go upstairs and sit in the middle of the night.

"I don't mean anything else. Don't worry, it's not what you think." Jiang Shaobei quickly explained.

Chen Xiang suddenly became angry, "What kind of thing am I thinking of?"

"Sorry, I said the wrong thing." Jiang Shaobei is the most gentle and elegant among the three.

He is not like a middle-aged boy like Xie Heng, nor is he as sinister and arrogant as Qin Si.

"It's okay, you can rest early."

After saying that, Chen Xiang turned around and went upstairs.

"Chen Xiang."

She turned her head and looked at him doubtfully.

"Every time I hear the lyrics of the song "Blue and White Porcelain", I find it very beautiful - the bananas outside the curtains cause the showers, the door knockers cause the patina. And I passed by a small town in the south of the Yangtze River and provoked you."

"Although you are from the north, I feel like I saw the entire Jiangnan when I saw you for the first time."

Chen Xiang was slightly startled, then lowered his head shyly.

"I can even picture you holding an oil-paper umbrella, standing in the misty rain in Jiangnan, smiling at me. Can you imagine that every time I see you, my heart softens?"

"Mr. Jiang, I..."

"This is not a confession, I'm just telling you how I feel about you. I used to read about Xiaojiabiyu in books, but I could only read the literal meaning and couldn't understand the artistic conception. Later, when I met you, I was able to interpret the meaning of this word. .Actually, I’m very grateful to Song Xi. If it weren’t for Song Xi, I wouldn’t know you.”

"I'm glad to meet you too. We can always be friends..." When Chen wanted to say these words, her nervous heart beat wildly. She really didn't know how to handle this kind of situation.