Entering the wrong room, I became pregnant with the twins of the richest man

"Yes."

Song Weiyi returned to the bedroom and stood by the window.

He looked mysterious and it was impossible to tell what he was thinking.

After a while, he sighed softly: "I miss her a little bit."

But Song Weiyi can't do anything.

Don't give Qiao Zhichu the sweet treat too quickly.

The prey cannot escape.

Sadly, the prey thinks they are the hunter.

.........

As graduation approaches, things become more and more complicated.

Qiao Zhichu was concentrating on preparing for her graduation thesis defense.

Chen Yuanyuan didn't bother her again. When they met occasionally in the dormitory, she pretended not to see her.

She was happy and at ease.

She would still go to the Night Bar for the resident singing job, but she never saw Song Weiyi again.

Qiao Zhichu paid close attention to the news about the Si Group, trying to find out some information about Song Weiyi's whereabouts from these reports.

In the library.

Qiao Zhichu looked at the news that popped up in the lower right corner of the computer -

"The Huafan Jewelry Exhibition attracted celebrities from the city and also featured mysterious top-level jewelry."

She clicked it.

The upper class is always glamorous, well-dressed, and with close-up photos of jewelry, it is a life of luxury and dissipation.

Qiao Zhichu stared at it in a daze.

Huafan Jewelry is a high-end luxury brand. It is a decoration for the wealthy and a piece of jewelry that ordinary girls would love to own even if they have to save money.

However, no one remembers that the predecessor of Huafan Jewelry was Qiaosheng Jewelry.

That was a brand founded by Qiao Zhichu's grandfather, and passed down from her grandmother's generation to her father's. However, it eventually went bankrupt and was acquired by the Si Group, which changed its name.

"Chu Chu, what are you looking at?" Wen Banmeng came over with a cup of milk tea and got close to her computer. "Wow, Hua Fan, so beautiful."

Qiao Zhichu retracted her thoughts: "You are here."

"I brought you milk tea, room temperature, three parts sugar."

Qiao Zhichu took it and wanted to turn off the computer, but Wen Banmeng said excitedly: "Our family received an invitation. But I don't have time to go. I always thought you were not interested in these."

"Of course I'm not interested," Qiao Zhichu replied, "I just can't afford it."

Wen Banmeng held his chin and said, "Hua Fan's parent company seems to be Si Group, right?"

"Ah."

She suddenly became even more excited: "Isn't their big boss the owner of the car I rear-ended that day, your immediate superior?"

"Shh," Qiao Zhichu pulled her, "keep your voice down, don't disturb others."

"So handsome, young and promising..."

Seeing Wen Banmeng's excitement and remembering Song Weiyi's words that he would specifically look for her best friend, Qiao Zhichu's heart skipped a beat.

"What's the point of being handsome?" Qiao Zhichu quickly poured cold water on her. "Rich people have messy private lives, with lots of women who are scum, rotten, and trashy."

Wen Banmeng blinked: "But as far as I remember, there is no gossip about this Mr. Song..."

"That's all an illusion. It's the image and persona he created. Do you think the people in the PR department get paid for nothing?"

"Do you know some gossip about your boss?" Wen Banmeng was full of curiosity. "Tell me about it."

"You, just find someone who is of equal status."

"Our family cannot compare to the Si family, but what if, by some chance, true love exists?"

Qiao Zhichu's expression was very serious: "Ban Meng, you..."

"Hahahaha, okay, I was just kidding." Wen Banmeng replied, "You took it seriously."

Qiao Zhichu didn't know whether she was really thinking about it or was just joking.