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

"Ayu won't let it go like this." After all, Song Zhishu knew his brother well and was very protective of him. Moreover, when it came to something like an attack, there was no way Song Zhiyu would let the Lin family off so easily.

Xie Xianqing smiled and said, "As expected of Brother Song. Ah Yu will not give up so easily. Sending Lin Ning to prison is only the first step. The land in the new district is the most important backup."

The others looked at each other in bewilderment. Song's father had been abroad recently, so he didn't know much about the new district. He asked curiously, "What new district?"

"Nothing. I thought it was a piece of land with great development prospects. Now it seems that I was wondering why Ayu suddenly cared about the company's affairs." Song Zhishu smiled, "Don't worry, Ayu will handle this matter clearly."

Several people nodded, having no doubt about Song Zhiyu's ability to handle things.

After dinner, Jiang Qie returned to his room. Although his shoulder injury prevented him from lifting his right hand, it did not prevent Jiang Qie from using his left hand. His flexible fingers operated the computer keyboard. This was the test data needed for the new machine debugging tomorrow. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Jiang Qie decided to check it more.

【have you slept? 】

Jiang Qie looked at the door, then looked down at his phone. He walked to the door as if he had sensed something and opened it. Sure enough, Song Zhiyu was standing at the door holding a glass of milk.

Jiang Qie originally didn't have the habit of drinking milk at night, but since moving to Hengshan Mansion, Song Zhiyu has been drinking a glass of milk every day, so now he is used to it.

"Why didn't you knock? What if I wasn't checking my phone?"

Song Zhiyu said calmly, "If you fall asleep, wouldn't it disturb your rest if I knock on the door?" He held the cup in his hand and squeezed it. The temperature was just right: "Drink it, it's not hot. Drink it and go to bed early."

Jiang Qie nodded, took the milk and drank it. She didn't like pure milk but she didn't hate it either, so she drank it like water. After handing the empty cup to her, Jiang Qie thought for a moment and said, "You should go to bed early too. Good night."

Song Zhiyu looked at the cup, nodded with satisfaction, reached out and gently touched the girl's head.

“???” Jiang Qie finally discovered that Song Zhiyu really liked to touch her head.

Song Zhiyu looked at the girl's wide eyes, as if to say, "Is my head so nice to touch?" His lips raised in a nice arc, and his eyes and eyebrows were stained with a doting smile: "It's very nice to touch."

All right, Jiang Qie has always been very tolerant towards Song Zhiyu, and it won’t hurt to pat him on the head anyway, “Oh, okay.”

As if he was amused by the girl's expression, Song Zhiyu laughed quietly in his chest, reluctantly took back the hand that was touching his head, said good night and left the room.

Jiang Qie had always thought that Song Zhiyu had arranged an ordinary driver for him, but looking at him standing in the living room at this moment, wearing a black suit, with muscular body, he looked like someone who was not someone to be trifled with. How could he be an ordinary driver!

Jiang Qie silently turned his head to look at the man with gold-rimmed glasses sitting on the sofa, who was looking at his laptop seriously, and said calmly, "Brother, I can actually take a taxi."

"Hmm?" Song Zhiyu raised his eyelids. Although there was a smile on his face, Jiang Qi understood what he meant.

At this time, the invisible bodyguard standing aside finally spoke: "Don't worry, Miss Jiang, I will wait for you in the car and will not cause you any trouble."

"....Okay, then brother, I'll go first." Since the people are already here, we can't let them go back for nothing. Jiang Qie sighed and thought, forget it, as long as the other party can trust his bodyguard, then let him be the bodyguard.

Song Zhiyu put down the computer in his hand, walked to the girl, scanned her up and down, and finally looked at the injured shoulder. Jiang Qie found that he often stared at her shoulder since she was injured, with a dark look in his eyes. She knew that he was really scared that time, so he would follow her wherever she went. If it wasn't for the conflict in schedule this time, Jiang Qie was sure that Song Zhiyu would definitely go with her.

Jiang Qie didn't know how to face this kind of feeling. She used to hide her injuries and lie because she was afraid that her grandfather would worry. But for some reason, when she looked into the man's eyes, she couldn't tell a lie.

"Be careful, take care of yourself, I'll make you something delicious when you come back tonight." The deep, magnetic voice was filled with reluctance and a hint of worry. Jiang Qie didn't know what to do, and somehow, she stretched out her uninjured left hand and touched his head like the man. Because the man was over 1.8 meters tall, Jiang Qie stood on tiptoe and said in the man's tone, "Don't worry, I'll wait for you to come back and make me something delicious."

Although he said this expressionlessly, Song Zhiyu was still stunned when he felt the hand on his head. His pupils shrank slightly. After a moment, he smiled and said, "Okay."

The bodyguard standing by looked like he had seen a ghost. When had his boss ever been like this?! A man's head cannot be touched casually. He suddenly remembered that his friends had said that his boss was in love. At first he did not believe it. After all, his boss looked cold and abstinent every day, and he could not imagine that he would actually be in love. But now it seems that he is really in love.

When he was distracted, Jiang Qie had already walked up to him and nodded, saying, "Thank you for your hard work. Let's go."

"Ah, yeah, okay."

Song Zhiyu just stood at the door and watched the girl get into the car. The car slowly drove away from the villa and disappeared from his sight.

Jiang Qie turned around only when he could no longer see the man behind him. He felt a little uncomfortable. It seemed that they had been together for too long recently and he was actually reluctant to let go.

Not long after Jiang Qie left, Xie Xianqing drove to the Yiyuan Garden.

"I'm here! Tell me, why did you call me here so early? Wasn't the military district meeting at 11 o'clock? It's only 8 o'clock now. You don't sleep and you don't let me sleep, right?" Xie Xianqing gritted his teeth when he said this. Not everyone is like Song Zhiyu, who can sleep only a few hours a day. Thinking back to the last year of graduate school abroad, Xie Xianqing was almost unable to bear it, but Song Zhiyu not only completed the thesis and defense ahead of schedule, but even had time to publish two 30,000-word papers on the global paper authority website. From then on, Xie Xianqing automatically classified Xie Xianqing as a non-human.

Song Zhiyu didn't look up, his hands kept tapping on the computer keyboard. Seeing that the other party ignored him, Xie Xianqing walked over curiously, and when he saw that he didn't know, he slapped his forehead hard: "Damn! I said I forgot something. Today is the bidding meeting for the new district land, but now we have to go to the military district at 10 o'clock. Is it too late?"