Reborn as the group's favorite, becoming the favorite of the rich boss

Jiang Ci almost stumbled when Xie Xianqing pounced on him: "Why are you all here?" As he spoke, he looked at Song Zhiwan lying on the sofa, his eyes softened.

Jiang Qie felt that the man looked very familiar when he saw him for the first time. As soon as the other party spoke, Jiang Qie remembered that the man in the elevator of Yuncheng Exhibition Hall was him - Jiang Ci, the eldest son of the Jiang family, and also the fiancé of Song Zhiwan, who was blushing beside him at the moment.

Song Zhiyu squeezed Jiang Qie's hand and said with a smile, "You've come just in time. Xiaowan will come to your house for dinner tonight. Remember to buy her a gift on the way. It's impolite to go empty-handed."

"Brother!" Song Zhiwan had completely lost his previous attitude. He glanced at Jiang Ci and criticized him while pretending to be calm, "Men are really bad."

The three men present were silently implicated.

Jiang Ci smiled dotingly. He knew Song Zhiwan well. She must be bothering her brother again. "Okay, don't worry. Forget about the gifts. It's fine as long as Xiaowan goes. But, aren't you going to introduce me to the person next to you, Ayu?"

Song Zhiwan smiled slyly. She knew that Jiang Ci was in the same team with her, so she quickly agreed, "Yes, brother, introduce him quickly. You have never formally introduced Aqie to us!" As she spoke, she blinked at Jiang Ci, so naughty.

Jiang Ci didn't know why he got to know so many of Song Zhiyu's relatives and friends when he only came to Beicheng. But since the topic had come to her, the introduction was inevitable. Just as he was about to speak, Song Zhiyu on the side spoke first: "Aqie only came to Beicheng for business, don't scare her." As he said that, he glared at Song Zhiwan, but the other party was not afraid. However, there should be a limit to chatting and joking, and Song Zhiwan still knew how to stop.

"Okay, okay, Ah Qie is not as delicate as you think! Right, Ah Qie."

"......" Jiang Qie didn't know why the other party had such a heavy filter for her, but she still smiled politely.

Jiang Ci actually knew Jiang Qie a long time ago and had met him once, so he didn't really want any introduction from him. "Hello, my name is Jiang Ci. We've met before at the Yuncheng Exhibition Hall."

Jiang Qie didn't expect that the other party actually remembered him, and he continued to say, "I didn't congratulate you last time for first place."

"What first place? Do you two know each other?" Xie Xianqing was very curious. Jiang Ci knew that Jiang Qi was a normal person. After all, it was Jiang Ci who introduced the psychologist at that time. But the two of them had actually met before, which was very strange.

Song Zhiwan held Jiang Ci's hand and looked at him intently, as if he was also asking the same question. Jiang Ci raised his lips, raised his hand and touched Song Zhiwan's head, explaining: "Last month, the Jiang family sponsored the Chinese painting competition. Miss Jiang also participated in it and won the first place. We met by chance in the elevator at that time, and I didn't expect to meet again today."

Jiang Qie nodded: "Thank you."

"Fuck, you are the first one! No wonder Old Song suddenly said something about first place in the Chinese painting competition and said something about celebrating. I was wondering if it could be you, but I didn't expect it to be you! Sister Jiang Qie, you are amazing. I heard that all the judges gave full marks."

"Yes." Jiang Ci said, "Even Uncle Lu praised her highly."

Celebrate? Jiang Qie looked at the man beside him who had no emotion. He didn't seem to be embarrassed at all by being exposed.

Song Zhiyu put down the phone in his hand, looked up at Jiang Ci, and said: "Ah Ci, come to the study with me."

Jiang Ci paused, but nodded and went upstairs with him. Song Zhiyu glanced at Jiang Qie and said softly, "If you're hungry, eat something else first, and eat less sugar, otherwise you won't be able to eat later."

Jiang Qie silently looked at the candy on the table, and then thought of the candy in his pocket, without any guilt at all: "Okay, I won't eat it."

The two went upstairs, and only Song Zhiwan and Jiang Qie were left in the living room. No one knew where Xie Xianqing had gone at this time, but Jiang Qie noticed that when Song Zhiyu asked Jiang Ci to go upstairs to discuss something, Xie Xianqing's expression changed. It seemed that this was the case.

After going upstairs, the two did not go to the study, but went straight to the balcony at the end of the second floor.

Jiang Ci knew that the other party must have something to say when he was called here, and it should not be a trivial matter. Sure enough, the next second he heard Song Zhiyu talking about going to Country H.

"Is there no room for maneuver? Does it have to be you?" Jiang Ci was more stable than Xie Xianqing, but he still found it hard to accept that his good brother was about to go to such a dangerous place. Everything was unknown and no one could guarantee what accidents might happen.

Song Zhiyu hardly smokes, but at this moment he has a cigarette in his hand. He doesn't smoke but he feels more relaxed just by smelling the scent.

"This matter is very important. I am the best candidate, Aci. I am a soldier. I have no room to retreat."

Jiang Ci knew that the matter was settled. He was silent for a moment and then said, "Give me a cigarette, too."

Song Zhiyu smiled and said, "If Xiaowan finds out, she'll nag me all the time." Having said that, he still handed the other person a cigarette.

"Have you thought about how to tell your family? This is no small matter. Besides, that person probably doesn't know about it yet."

Song Zhiyu nodded: "I'll find a suitable time to talk to you in the next two days. As for Aqie, it won't be too late to talk to him after we return to Yuncheng."

Having said that, Jiang Ci knew that there was no point in saying anything else. The two of them just kept silent. Song Zhiyu's cigarette was almost burnt out, and he finally patted the other's shoulder and said, "Take care, and come back safely."

Song Zhiyu smiled silently, and the two of them stood on the balcony. The breeze blew away the smell of cigarettes. They put out their cigarettes without taking a few puffs and walked downstairs.

Jiang Qie sat alone on the sofa, looking at her phone. Weng Heqing had just sent her a message, saying that everyone in the lab was having a celebration party tonight, and asked her if she wanted to go, but she declined. Song Zhiwan didn't know where she went, maybe in the kitchen, but Xie Xianqing was playing games on the side.

Jiang Qie had just finished replying to the message when she heard footsteps on the stairs. She turned around and saw that it was indeed the two men. But when the man approached, she seemed to smell a faint smell of cigarettes. Jiang Qie was not averse to the smell of cigarettes, but she was very sensitive and could smell it immediately. It seemed that the smell had dissipated.

This made Jiang Qie even more curious. It's not like she had seen Song Zhiyu smoking before. In fact, it wasn't really smoking. He just lit a cigarette and held it in his hand. She even asked him why he lit a cigarette if he didn't smoke. The man replied that he didn't smoke, but he would light a cigarette when he was upset and smell the smell to make him feel better. It was just a short escape.