The average price of Yunding International is 11 square meters per square meter, and the smallest residence is upwards of [-] square meters.

The distance between buildings is large, the community facilities are complete, and the property services are among the best in the country. It is one of the top communities in Jiangcheng.

With the little money she has in hand, buying a house in Yunding is simply a fantasy.

Regarding Song Tianjun's suggestion, she just wanted to say that it was a good suggestion and she suggested not to suggest it again next time.

Seeing that Qiao Ruoxing didn't speak, Song Tianjun said again, "I know the boss of Yunding. He still has a few properties that he has not released yet. If you want them, I can help you ask and give you an internal preferential price."

Qiao Ruoxing lowered his eyes and said, "Yunding International is indeed good, but I can't afford it, so I won't consider it for now."

Song Tianjun was startled for a moment, seeming to wonder if she was joking when she said she couldn't afford it.

With Gu Jingyan's net worth, Qiao Ruoxing would have to pay a large sum of money no matter what the divorce was. Buying a house like this was simply a drop in the bucket.

Seemingly seeing his doubts, Qiao Ruoxing explained, "I am leaving home and I don't have enough budget. Yunding won't be a place I can afford to live for at least a few years."

Song Tianjun frowned and tightened his grip on the steering wheel.

He said solemnly, "Gu Jingyan didn't give you a penny?"

Qiao Ruoxing said lightly, "I didn't pay a cent when we got married."

Song Tianjun stopped talking, but Qiao Ruoxing could clearly feel that his mood was gloomy.

Although she didn't understand why, she cautiously closed her mouth and stopped talking.

After a while, he suppressed his emotion and said in a low voice, "My father has made a reservation at Shiyouwei, and I will invite Miss Qiao to discuss it tomorrow night."

Qiao Ruoxing's expression softened and she said warmly, "It's a waste."

"Ms. Qiao, do you have any taboos? Can you tell me what kind of food or taste you like, so that I can decide on the menu in advance."

"I don't have any special taboos. I'm not very picky about food. I can accept anything a little spicy. By the way, I'm allergic to peanut butter, nothing else."

Peanut butter allergy…

He is also allergic to peanut butter.

Song Tianjun gripped the steering wheel tightly, suppressing his surging mood, and whispered, "Do you like mangoes?"

Qiao Ruoxing rolled her eyes, "I like it very much."

Song Tianjun smiled, his eyes unconsciously showing a hint of endearment, "That's good."

"Stop for a moment," Qiao Ruoxing called to him, "I'll buy something."

Song Tianjun followed his instructions and parked the car on the side of the road. Qiao Ruoxing got out of the car and entered a small restaurant.

Song Tianjun raised his eyes and looked at Chen's pork knuckle rice.

After waiting for about 10 minutes, Qiao Ruoxing came out of the store carrying a packed lunch box.

She placed one of the individually packaged pig's trotter rice on the seat behind her. "This pig's trotter rice is delicious. I brought one for Mr. Song. You can try it."

Song Tianjun raised the corners of his lips, "Thank you."

Not far away, in a Bentley, Shen Qingchuan suddenly took off his sunglasses.

He watched helplessly as Qiao Ruoxing carried several portions of pig's trotter rice and got into a Maybach.

What the hell!

What the hell!What the hell!What the hell!

Isn't that right? He has such a good mouth?Qiao Ruoxing just got divorced and found a new love right away?

And why does this car look so familiar?

He took a photo of the license plate and sent it to Mo Mingxuan, "Mingxuan, who owns this car?"

Mo Mingxuan was helping a colleague communicate with a client at the law firm. When he saw WeChat ringing, he picked it up and glanced at it, but did not reply.

When Mo Mingxuan didn't reply, and when the car on the opposite side started to start, Shen Qingchuan ignored what he had to do, started the car and chased after him.

He said he was watching the fun, but he and Gu Jingyan had grown up wearing the same pair of pants, and seeing this guy regretting the divorce, how could he not help?

Regardless of whose car it is, it is true to spy on the enemy first.

He drove all the way to an apartment, and then he saw the car door open. Qiao Ruoxing got out of it, said goodbye to the people in the car, and entered the apartment with a packed lunch box. The car stayed there for a few minutes until Qiao Ruoxing's figure disappeared and then slowly drove away.

After the other car drove away, Shen Qingchuan drove the car forward, then lowered the window and took a good look at the name of the apartment.

Fragrant mountains and waterside pavilions.

He took his mobile phone and positioned it here. As soon as he raised his head, a person suddenly leaned over the car window. He was so frightened that his hands shook and he almost threw the mobile phone away.

Tang Xiaoxiao gritted his teeth with a dark face and said, "Stinky Cucumber, why are you here!"

Shen Qingchuan...

He said without changing his expression, "Passing by."

"Fart! I see you've been sneaking here for a long time! Are you following me?"

The corners of Shen Qingchuan's mouth twitched.

Does this female bandit suffer from persecution delusions?

He was too lazy to care and raised the window to leave. Tang Xiaoxiao reached out to press the window back and said to him with squinted eyes, "Let me ask you, are you talking nonsense in front of Dr. Zhao?"

Shen Qingchuan frowned, "I look very idle?"

"You can follow me here if you don't have time?" Tang Xiaoxiao stared at him, "Dr. Zhao hasn't paid much attention to me these days. We have been chatting well before. Since the last time I talked to you-" Thinking of that, Tang Xiaoxiao She was ashamed and angry, "After what happened, Dr. Zhao stopped talking to me. If you hadn't said something, how could he be so cold to me?"

Is this female bandit blind?

Zhao Chang didn't contact her, obviously he didn't like her.

The friends Zhao Chang played with before were all tall and tall, with long legs, big breasts and thin waists. The female bandit looked like a high school student who didn't have long legs. She was still short-legged. She was not Zhao Chang's cup of tea at all. He only had trouble contacting her.

Shen Qingchuan still behaved like a gentleman towards women, even female bandits. It was hard to say clearly that Zhao Chang didn't like her. He only said, "After the birthday party, Zhao Chang and I didn't meet each other. I went to Where can I tell him? What good will it do to me if I talk about this again?"

Tang Xiaoxiao looked at him suspiciously, and Shen Qingchuan did not look like he was lying.

"You really didn't say anything?"

Shen Qingchuan almost rolled his eyes, "No!"

"Let's just take your word for it," Tang Xiaoxiao thought and looked at Shen Qingchuan again.

There was a little calculation in that look, and goosebumps appeared all over Shen Qingchuan's body.

"Mr. Shen?"

Shen Qingchuan shook his hand and slapped the horn. The car honked suddenly, startling Tang Xiaoxiao.

"What are you doing?"

Shen Qingchuan pursed his lips, thinking that he was frightened by your voice, Mr. Shen.

"what's up?"

Although Tang Xiaoxiao still hated Shen Qingchuan, a rotten cucumber, for sleeping with him, he still lowered his attitude because he wanted to ask for help from others.

"Mr. Shen, are you familiar with Dr. Zhao?"

"It's okay, what's the matter?"

Tang Xiaoxiao rolled his eyes and said, "Let's discuss something. Can you help me chase Dr. Zhao? If you help me chase Dr. Zhao, I will remember what happened that night and won't talk about it for the rest of my life. If you don't help, …”

Shen Qingchuan laughed angrily at her half-pleasing, half-threatening look, and asked, "How about not helping?"

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