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

Song Zhiyu saw that the girl had been sniffing the soup packet in her hand. She finally put it down and was about to put it up again, so he quickly stretched out his hand to block it. Jiang Qie had been thinking about the soup, and did not expect Song Zhiyu to suddenly reach out. The smell of hand sanitizer spread in his nose, and the man's hand was still a little cold. Jiang Qie reacted and leaned back suddenly.

"Ah Qie, you can't smell random things."

Jiang Qie quickly put the soup packet in his hand back into the bag and said nonchalantly, "I know. I won't do it again next time."

"Well, that's good." Song Zhiyu smiled softly and asked, "Is there anything wrong with this soup?"

Jiang Qie was stunned. He didn't expect Song Zhiyu to ask so directly, "Why do you think so?"

He parked the car aside, turned around and looked at the girl beside him, and said with a half-smile: "Aqie hates taking medicine the most. Even the soup contains medicinal ingredients, so you must have discovered something."

Jiang Qie actually had no intention of hiding it from the other party, but he had always not known how to start the conversation appropriately. But now that he had taken the initiative to say it, there was nothing left for him to hide.

"Yes, I think there is something wrong with the soup. When I was at Gu's house, when the soup was served for the first time, I smelled a strange and familiar smell, but it was so short that I couldn't remember what it was. Later I went to the kitchen, and although the smell had dissipated a lot, it was still a little bit. But I smelled every packet of these just now, and they didn't have the smell I smelled just now. So I plan to make soup after I go back and smell it again."

Song Zhiyu frowned upon hearing this. In fact, he had felt the same way before. He had also smelled the smell that Jiang Qie mentioned before. But later, he took some of the herbs back to the hospital for testing, and the report showed that there was no problem.

"I checked it and read the test report, but I didn't find any problems."

Jiang Qie nodded. With Song Zhiyu's sensitivity and carefulness, it was normal for him to find the strangeness of the soup, but the test results were fine. Song Zhiyu's professional ability was unquestionable. So what went wrong?

Seeing the girl looking down at the soup bag in deep thought, Song Zhiyu suddenly said, "Uncle Liang said that the soup started half a year ago, and Gu Yue and Gu Chuan also came to the Gu family once a month in the past six months, but every time they delivered soup without exception, without missing a single time. Just now, when Gu Yue took Gu Chuan away, he said something."

"Remember to drink the soup." Song Zhiyu had been secretly investigating the servants in the Gu family's old house and those side branches recently, so he knew that Gu Yue planned to move the head office to North City.

"It should take a lot of money to develop in North City. Where does such a large sum of money come from? Grandpa is the head of the family. Just the things in the study are worth a fortune. Grandpa doesn't agree with them moving the company to North City, so for them, the biggest obstacle is Grandpa."

Jiang Qie paused at this point. In fact, this was not only her guess, but also Song Zhiyu's guess. But the only thing missing at the moment was evidence.

"Aqie, come with me to Hengshan Mansion." After thinking for a while, Song Zhiyu suddenly spoke.

?! "What are you going there for?" Jiang Qie asked curiously.

"Don't you want to make soup? Come to my place. We don't know what's wrong with the soup yet. If you make it alone at home, what if something unexpected happens? I'm worried, so let's go to Hengshan Mansion. Xie Xianqing happens to be there too. He's more proficient in Chinese medicine than us, so maybe he can help."

Jiang Qie's brows twitched slightly. What Song Zhiyu said made sense, but Jiang Qie never thought that he would go to Song Zhiyu's residence so soon.

The black car started slowly and drove into Hengshan Mansion along another road.

Soon the car arrived at the Hengshan Highway area. Jiang Qie looked out the window and suddenly his eyebrows jumped. Why did this section of road look familiar? After driving forward for another five minutes, a road sign appeared in sight. To the left was Hengshan Mansion, and to the right was——

Hengshan Circuit!

Isn't this the place where I raced last time? No wonder Jiang Qie felt so familiar with it. She had walked this road three times, so how could it not look familiar?

Jiang Qie suddenly felt lucky that he was too busy recently and had not come here to race again, otherwise he might run into him one day, and then...

Looking at Song Zhiyu who was concentrating on driving, Jiang Qie felt so annoyed for the first time. It seemed that he had to be more careful in the future.

"We're here." After parking the car, Song Zhiyu unbuckled his seat belt and said softly. Jiang Qie felt a little guilty at this time, so he replied "Oh" and got out of the car.

While waiting for the elevator, Jiang Qie still held on to a glimmer of hope and asked, "Are you staying here temporarily?"

Song Zhiyu looked at the girl, pondered for a moment, smiled and said, "Stay for a long time."

Long stay?!

Jiang Qie hesitated for a moment and said, "Did you buy it?"

"Yes. So you are welcome to visit us anytime in the future." Song Zhiyu smiled and walked out of the elevator.

Jiang Qie followed behind him, unable to laugh.

"Oh, you're back so soon. Didn't you go to Gu's house for dinner with sister Jiang Qie? Your grandpa is such a gossipy person that he actually let you come back so early." As soon as I opened the door, Xie Xianqing's casual voice came from the living room. He was really here.

Song Zhiyu bent down and took out a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet. Jiang Qie put them on and moved his feet. They fit him well.

"Old Song, why don't you say anything?" Xie Xianqing looked back, but he didn't expect that Jiang Qie also came back with him.

"Hey! Sister Jiang Qie, Old Song actually brought you back." Xie Xianqing put down the tablet in his hand, quickly stood up and walked over, teasing.

"......." Jiang Qie pulled the corner of his mouth and said hello. "Hello, Brother Xie."

"Okay, okay." Xie Xianqing looked at the two of them, and his state of eating melons was comparable to Chen Yuanyuan, and his eyes kept moving back and forth between the two of them. Finally, even Song Zhiyu couldn't stand it anymore, so he threw the bag in his hand at him and said lightly: "I see you are very free, go and finish these."

Xie Xianqing reluctantly took the bag, opened it and looked inside, "What is this, soup? Is this how you want to nourish yourself - isn't this what you took to the hospital for testing last time?" Xie Xianqing was also present at the test. He was wondering why this thing had to be tested, so he took it and brought back a big bag today.

He took off his jacket, rolled up his shirt sleeves to his elbows, and said calmly, "Well, I still feel like there's something wrong, so I decided to wait it out and see."

"Why are you asking me to stay up late? I'm very busy!"

"Busy playing games? If you think making soup is too simple, I don't mind finding you something else to do."

Xie Xianqing silently swallowed the words in his throat, thinking that he was here to be his assistant. In the end, he reluctantly went to the kitchen.