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

On the second floor, there was a suitcase spread out on the floor, with both sides filled with gift boxes and gift bags, both large and small. Even Xie Xianqing touched his chin and said, "I finally understand why your suitcase is so heavy. How many gifts are in it?"

Song Zhiwan pulled Jiang Qie to sit aside, squatted down and took out the things in the box one by one, and introduced them one by one: "This is the brush Xiaoyu gave you, this is the necklace your mother gave you, and this is the four treasures of the study your father gave you, and this is the bracelet I prepared for you, and this, the bird's nest, and..."

Everyone was watching Song Zhiwan holding something and talking to himself. Jiang Qie looked at the thing in his hand and suddenly didn't know what to say.

"elder brother--"

"Oh, right! And this, a wrist guard! This is also what mom bought for you."

Before Jiang Qie could even say a word, he had already fallen for the pile of gifts Song Zhiwan brought.

Song Zhiyu looked at Jiang Qie, who was unusually a little flustered, with a gentle smile on his face, and walked closer to the girl.

"Since it's a gift to you, just take it. It's not something expensive."

Song Zhiwan also smiled brightly: "Yes, yes, take it. It's just that I came in a hurry this time, so I only brought this much. It's okay. When you go to North City, there will be a lot more. I heard from my mother that Aunt Jiang and the others also prepared gifts for you, especially Grandma Jiang."

Xie Xianqing picked up the bird's nest on the ground. Wow, precious bird's nest. Then he looked at the necklace in Jiang Qie's hand. It was a new product this year. Not to mention the four treasures of the study prepared by Song's father, which were not cheap. All of these were worth thousands of gold, but they were not expensive things for the Song family.

"Yes, Sister Jiang Qie, just take it. It's a token of our appreciation."

The rest of Jiang Qie's words were suddenly stuck in his throat. He raised his eyes and their eyes met with the man standing next to him.

Song Zhiyu looked at her, tilted his head slightly, and said with a low laugh as if jokingly: "If you don't accept it, Xiaowan will cry."

"Pfft——" Xie Xianqing couldn't help laughing out loud. It was the first time he heard someone talk about his sister like that. But Song Zhiwan seemed to see through the purpose of Song Zhiyu's words. He blinked his eyes tactfully, looking so pitiful.

"Yes, Ah Qie, if you don't accept it, I will be very sad."

Jiang Qie was about to speak when he felt a hand touching him from behind. It didn't move, but it was just the right touch. Since he was only wearing a long-sleeved inner layer, Jiang Qie could even feel the warmth of the man's palm.

"Take it, just consider it a gift. Actually, when you think about it, these things are quite small."

The other party's voice was very soft, and the tone was low and lazy, as if it was just a casual remark, but Jiang Qie only felt his face and ears burning. He looked up at the man and whispered in shame and anger: "Song Zhiyu!"

Jiang Qie didn't know how charming he looked in Song Zhiyu's eyes at the moment. The soft voice was like a kitten's paw scratching gently in his heart, not painful or itchy, but very unbearable.

Song Zhiwan and Xie Xianqing couldn't see Jiang Qie's face, nor could they hear clearly what Jiang Qie said, but seeing the atmosphere between the two, they didn't dare to speak out for a moment. Song Zhiyu raised his thin lips slightly, and a gentle smile was reflected in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows. He stopped at a certain point, otherwise the cat would be embarrassed and hide back in its hole. He gently patted the girl's back, stood up and said, "Okay, keep the gift."

Jiang Qie exhaled lightly and opened the gift box in his hand. Inside was a necklace of simple style and inlaid with a small diamond. He finally accepted these things, but he was thinking that he could draw more paintings to give them as gifts in the future.

"Thank you, Miss Wan."

Hearing that Jiang Qie accepted it, Song Zhiwan was very happy and winked at Song Zhiyu behind her. It seemed that her brother was quite capable.

The gifts were packed up, those that should be put in the kitchen were put in the kitchen, and the rest were put in the room where Jiang Qie was sleeping now. Before leaving, Song Zhiwan looked around the room and nodded with satisfaction.

Jiang Qie was sitting at the desk. There were several papers on the table, all of which were already filled with answers. Jiang Qie was looking at the computer on the side.

She had just hacked into the Qi family's internal network and found the mental hospital where Lin Ning had imprisoned her in her previous life. But what surprised her was that Qi Qing was not among the current shareholders of the mental hospital. It could be said that they had no relationship at all. But she remembered very clearly that she had heard the conversations of those people in her previous life, and it was impossible for them to be wrong. Could it be that the time had not come yet? Or was it the butterfly effect caused by her rebirth?

"Didi"

An icon flashed in the lower right corner of the computer, and Jiang quickly clicked it.

[Boss, I checked. The Third Hospital is not facing any operational crisis at the moment. However, there is a case where more than a dozen small and medium-sized private psychiatric hospitals, including the Third Hospital, are preparing to bid for a large number of medical devices. The bidding will be held today. The Qi family of Beicheng is also on the bidding list, but the project was not won by the Qi family.]

Jiang Qie frowned and typed the next line.

【Who was that? 】

【The Song family in Beicheng.】

Song family!

Jiang Qie frowned. Why would the Song family get involved in this matter?

【I see. 】

Jiang Qie closed the chat page. She was confused. She didn't know why the Song family was involved in this matter. In the previous life, the Song family should not have won the bid, otherwise, given the influence of the Song family, it would have been widely reported. But if it didn't happen in the previous life, then what caused this butterfly effect in this life?

Jiang Qie couldn't figure it out, but she quickly pulled herself out of these emotions. At least there was one thing she was sure of. If it was the Song family, then she wouldn't need to worry about anything anymore. After all, she trusted Song Zhiyu very much.

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Qi Yu stood at the door of the study room holding a glass of milk. The sound of throwing things inside had stopped for a while, but she was still a little afraid to go in. Just now, Qi's father called and scolded Qi Qing. Qi Yu didn't know the specific reason. She only knew that the Song family had taken away a project from their family, and that person seemed to be Song Zhiyu.

As soon as the name Song Zhiyu came out, Qi Yu knew the reason with just a little thought. She knew that her sister liked Song Zhiyu, and she also knew that she came to Yuncheng for this man, but she didn't know what her sister had done to make that cold and abstinent man who never got angry actually start to attack them. At least in the previous marriage proposal, the Song family didn't do anything to them.

Qi Yu raised his hand and knocked twice. After a few seconds, there was still no movement or voice from inside. Qi Yu slowly opened the door and saw a mess on the floor.