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

Song Zhiyu left in a hurry and didn't have time to say goodbye to Jiang Qie. He just left a letter in her room, not too long, just a few words. Jiang Qie looked at the familiar handwriting on it and felt a little uncomfortable for a moment. She subconsciously looked around the living room. The familiar person was not there, and the house was empty, but she felt that the person didn't seem to leave. Song Zhiwan packed up her things and came down from upstairs and saw Jiang Qie sitting on the sofa alone, with her head down, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Song Zhiwan walked forward quietly. She only found out in the afternoon that Song Zhiyu had gone to Country H in advance. No one was prepared for this, and she didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Ah Qie."

Song Zhiwan didn't know what to say to divert her attention, so he just said, "Are you hungry? Why don't we go out for dinner?"

Jiang Qie raised his head, looked at Song Zhiwan, and said softly: "Auntie has asked for leave today."

After saying this, Jiang Qie remembered that Song Zhiyu had told him last night that his aunt had asked for leave tonight and he wanted to make her something delicious himself.

Seeing that Jiang Qie's face didn't change, Song Zhiwan quickly said, "Let's go to Yixiangju. I'll treat you. You'll be going to North City in a few days, so you can eat more Yuncheng delicacies."

Jiang Qie curled the corners of his lips slightly, and the two of them went out together.

Song Zhiwan randomly drove Song Zhiyu's car from the parking lot and arrived at the door of Yixiangju. Song Zhiwan didn't know that Jiang Qie had been to Yixiangju before, so he walked in and said, "This restaurant is still owned by Xianqing's family. Ah Qie can come anytime if he wants to eat in the future. At most, it will be charged to my account! Eat as much as you want."

"How can I let you spend money? If Jiang Ci and your brother knew about this, I would be skinned alive." Xie Xianqing and the manager came down from upstairs. They didn't expect to meet here.

"Come on, go upstairs. I'll treat you to dinner."

The three of them still went to the SVIP room, and the manager skillfully handed them a tablet to order food.

This was not the first time for everyone to come here, so they were all very familiar with ordering food. The manager asked about everyone’s dietary restrictions and then left.

Jiang Qie was not a talkative person. For a while, Song Zhiwan and Xie Xianqing were the only ones who livened up the atmosphere in the private room. However, Jiang Qie could only smile faintly at most and spent the rest of the time listening to them talk.

Song Zhiwan felt uncomfortable seeing Jiang Qie like this. At least when Song Zhiyu was around, Jiang Qie was not like this. He sat there quietly and coldly, making it difficult for people to approach him.

Xie Xianqing received Song Zhiwan's pleading look and couldn't help but hold his forehead. Jiang Qie's personality was so frightening that sometimes he was like a second Song Zhiyu. He really didn't know what to say, and the other person was obviously not interested in those trivial gossips.

(Don’t you know a lot of gossip? Tell me about it!)

(I just said so much, didn’t you listen to me? You should think of a solution quickly!)

(What can I do about this? Usually it’s your brother who has the solutions, how would I know how to appease him!)

The two of them just kept making eye contact, completely unaware that Jiang Qie was seeing everything.

Whether it was taking her out for dinner tonight or the two of them chatting crazily just now, Jiang Qi could see that they wanted to attract her attention and not let her feel sad because of Song Zhiyu's departure, but she was really fine, except for some discomfort and worry. But more of it was trust, she believed in Song Zhiyu, in her eyes, this man was strong and omnipotent, there was nothing he couldn't accomplish.

"actually--"

"Ah! By the way, Sister Jiang Qie--" Xie Xianqing had a ferocious face, tightly covering his thigh which had just been twisted hard by Song Zhiwan, and said in pain, ignoring Jiang Qie's intention to say "I'm fine".

"What's the matter, Brother Xianqing?" Song Zhiwan was still cooperating attentively, and asked with a smile while supporting his chin.

Okay, you can be cruel!

Xie Xianqing rubbed his legs. There was really nothing to say in his mind. Looking at the dishes in front of him, he suddenly said, "Do you remember Cheng Jie? The one who caused trouble at Yixiangju last time?"

Cheng Jie? Jiang Qie hadn't heard of this name for a long time. He didn't know what happened after the last incident.

"What's up with him?"

Song Zhiwan originally wanted to ask who Cheng Jie was, but when he saw Jiang Qie respond, he quickly closed his mouth and motioned for Xie Xianqing to continue.

Xie Xianqing gave the other person a look and continued, "Li Xiang's brake line was indeed picked up by someone. The last car gambling scheme was also organized by a few of them. Those people were taken back to the police station a few days later."

"What about the 86 million?" Jiang Qie asked.

Xie Xianqing raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Eighty-six million, Cheng Jie definitely can't come up with it. Of course, they can't deny the money. Yixiangju has surveillance cameras, and they captured it clearly. Later, the Cheng family paid for the money and even came to apologize in person."

She leaned back slightly, stretched out her long legs, and said with a smile: "That Li Xiang should have been the first place, so the first place prize money and trophy should be returned to him."

Jiang Qie nodded, and this matter could be handled well.

Song Zhiwan felt that this was a bit confusing and asked, "Who is Cheng Jie?"

Xie Xianqing took out his cell phone and said without raising his head: "You don't know this person, but there is something you should know." Then he showed the picture of Hengshan track in front of Song Zhiwan.

Jiang Qie felt that Song Zhiwan's eyes brightened several degrees.

"Racing! This track is so cool! Brother Xianqing!"

"Stop!" Xie Xianqing stopped the loss in time and took back the phone.

"I'm just showing you something new. Don't expect me to take you there."

Song Zhiwan looked at his impartial and just appearance and immediately became deflated.

Jiang Qie looked at the two of them and remembered what Song Zhiyu had told him before, that Xie Xianqing loved racing, and Song Zhiwan also liked it. The two of them used to often make appointments to ride bikes together, but later one of them went abroad and the other wanted to protect his hands, so they raced less often. But looking at Song Zhiwan now, her passion for racing has not faded at all.

Jiang Qie also took out her phone and opened the Hengshan track's official account. As long as there is a race, there will usually be a notification on it. The last time she passed by the notice board, she remembered that there seemed to be a race in the next two days. After swiping a few times, Jiang Qie saw a notification and her mouth curled up.

"Let's go watch the game."

Song Zhiwan was still pestering Xie Xianqing to take her to take a look when she heard Jiang Qie suddenly speak and saw the girl holding a cell phone.

"There's a race at Hengshan Raceway tonight. Let's go watch it together."

Xie Xianqing sat in the driver's seat with a look of regret on his face. He then looked at the two girls in the back seat, one was calm as usual, and the other was so excited that she couldn't express it in words. He really wanted to slap himself a few times. Why did he have to talk about Cheng Jie and show the photos to Song Zhiwan? And why did Jiang Qie not try to persuade him and even said he wanted to go to the game. It was simply - a bad idea!