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

"Hey!" This made Xie Xianqing laugh, but then he thought that his good brother finally met a girl he liked, so he thought, forget it, just let him be a light bulb.

After taking a nap on the plane, Jiang Qie felt much more energetic in the car. The chat page on her phone stopped at Weng Heqing asking her if she had arrived in Beicheng and needed someone to pick her up at the airport.

[No need, I've already arrived at the North City.]

Song Zhiyu was also working in the car. It was the first time that Jiang Qie knew that doctors could be so busy. But it was true that they had to save lives and be on call at all times. They had to rush to the front line in any emergency, not to mention that the other party was a military doctor.

"I have a very important meeting tomorrow. I have arranged someone to accompany you to North City University tomorrow." Song Zhiyu took off his glasses, closed the computer, and said softly.

Jiang Qie nodded, and then added: "Actually, I can go there by myself by taking a taxi, and Mr. Weng will come out to pick me up."

Song Zhiyu smiled. He found that the girl seemed afraid of bothering him, but he hoped that she could get used to him.

"I'm worried. If you feel uncomfortable with someone following you, just treat him as a driver and let him wait for you in the car."

The bodyguard driving in front felt a little ashamed when he heard this. If outsiders heard it, they would probably find it unbelievable that a bodyguard with a monthly salary of over ten thousand yuan worked as a driver.

Jiang Qie knew that the last time she was attacked, she scared Song Zhiyu, so that recently, no matter where she went, he was very cautious, following her if he could, and repeatedly telling her not to follow. Thinking of this, Jiang Qie's eyebrows relaxed and raised the corners of his mouth: "Okay."

Seeing the girl agreed, Song Zhiyu breathed a sigh of relief, "Yes."

The airport was some distance away from Yiyuan. After about an hour, the car slowly drove into a villa area. Jiang Qie looked out the window and saw that it was a quiet and good place to live.

Song Zhiyu noticed the girl's gaze and said, "This is my own house. I basically live here after I came back from abroad."

"Aren't you going home?" Jiang Qie asked curiously.

Song Zhiyu took the luggage from the bodyguard with one hand and held Jiang Qie's left hand steadily with the other hand. "I seldom went back after college, and even less after I went abroad. But I would go back occasionally for family dinners or during festivals."

Jiang Qie nodded in understanding. The door opened and the inside was clear at a glance. The decoration style and furniture were not much different from those of Hengshan Mansion. No, it was a little different now. Jiang Qie's mind flashed through the pink slippers in Hengshan Mansion, the warm yellow blanket, the messy cat bed because of Xiaoju, the corner of the living room full of cat toys, and the comfortable and soft sofa pillows. Well, it was still different.

Because there is an auntie who comes here regularly to clean the house, and the owner of the house is a clean and tidy person, the house still looks brand new even though he hasn't been back for two months.

Song Zhiyu put Jiang Qie's luggage back in the room, took off his coat, and opened the refrigerator. He had called his aunt the day before to tell her that he would be back today, so she cleaned the room a day in advance and filled the refrigerator with food.

"I'm going to cook. You sit down for a while. You can turn on the TV. I put my phone here. Xie Xianqing will probably call later. Please answer the phone for me."

"Okay." Since moving into Hengshan Mansion, Song Zhiyu has been feeding Jiang Qie in different ways every day, so much so that her taste has become a little picky.

Seeing the girl's well-behaved appearance, Song Zhiyu smiled softly, and even his eyes were full of smiles.

Jiang Qie was not watching TV, but playing Candy Crush on his phone. The sound of Song Zhiyu chopping vegetables in the kitchen and the sound of players playing the game in the living room were surprisingly harmonious.

At this moment, the phone beside him suddenly rang. It was Xie Xianqing.

"Brother, it's Brother Xianqing's call." Jiang Qie walked into the kitchen and said to the man who was cooking soup.

Song Zhiyu had just finished handling a fish, and although he had washed his hands, there was still a fishy smell. Jiang Qie saw that the other party frowned, and she knew that Song Zhiyu had a little mysophobia, "Can I take it?"

"of course."

He felt quite relieved about himself, and thinking of this, Jiang Qie had already answered the phone.

"Hello, Brother Xianqing. I'm cooking. What's up?" As he spoke, Jiang Qie turned on the speakerphone so that if the other party said something important, Song Zhiyu could hear it first.

But there was no sound on the other end of the phone. Jiang Qie and Song Zhiyu looked at each other and asked, "Hello?"

I could only hear a few intermittent sounds from the other end of the phone, and suddenly a girl's voice rang out.

"Sister-in-law?" There was a hint of disbelief and joy in his tone.

This "sister-in-law" made Jiang Qie freeze in her tracks. Because the phone was on speakerphone, Song Zhiyu heard everything clearly. Jiang Qie had only one thought in her mind: it was too embarrassing. She felt her face getting hot and must be very red.

"I'm sorry, I'm not..."

"Song Zhiwan."

Jiang Qie was stunned. She knew the name Song Zhiwan, Song Zhiyu's sister, the third daughter of the Song family in Beicheng. But wasn't the caller ID Xie Xianqing? ! How could it be his sister who was talking!

"Brother! I'm here!"

Hearing the other party calling him "brother", Jiang Qie felt that she shouldn't be here now. Why did she volunteer to answer the phone and call him "brother" in front of the other person's sister?

Song Zhiyu had washed his hands again, turned off the fire, took the phone from the girl, and walked towards the living room holding her hand. Jiang Qie felt that he had forgotten how to walk, and didn't notice that he was being held by the man's hand.

"Why are you back early? Didn't you say you would be back in the middle of the month?"

Song Zhiwan took a big gulp of milk tea and said "hehe". Xie Xianqing, who was sitting opposite him, also laughed teasingly. He didn't know that it would be Jiang Qie who answered the phone. He was also surprised by the word "sister-in-law" just now, but then he thought again, anyway, the Song family knew about Jiang Qie's existence, and Song Zhiyu had no intention of hiding it from his family, so the Song family just hadn't seen him, so it shouldn't be a big deal.

"I've already gotten all the credits in advance, and I've also finished my final assignments. My instructor said I can go home early, so I'm back! I'm at Brother Xianqing's house now. Um~Brother, was that my sister-in-law just now?"

Just as Song Zhiyu was about to answer, he felt his sleeve being pulled by someone. Jiang Qie had a blank expression on his face but his ears were visibly red.

Song Zhiyu pursed his lips and smiled, touched the girl's fingers, and spoke in a different tone: "Where is Xie Xianqing?"

"Ah? Hey! Brother Xianqing! Don't grab the phone!... Hello, Lao Song, Sister Jiang Qie, good afternoon~"