Waiting for you at the place where you are reborn

The four of them rode in a business car driven by a driver to Song Siyao's mountaintop villa.

Walking around the garden and into the living room, Zhao Beiqin kept praising Lincheng for its beautiful mountains and rivers, outstanding people and beautiful scenery, making it a great place to live.

"Come here and retire when you get old," said Song Siyao.

Song Qiaoran's mother Qiao Meilin and another friend were chatting in the living room. When they saw them come in, they stood up to greet them.

"Come, meet my other old friend An Junchuan." Song Siyao pointed to the friend next to Qiao Meilin and said, "The director of Lincheng Jiaoguang Radio Station is a cultured person."

"Hello, my name is Zhao Beiqin, and I'm also an old friend of Lao Song." Zhao Beiqin extended his hand in a friendly manner.

"Lao Zhao is the founder of Qinhe Software and has been my friend for many years," said Song Siyao.

"Hello," An Junchuan also extended his hand to shake. He looked at Zhao Beiqin through his glasses and said, "I've always heard Brother Song talk about you. I finally met you today. You are really extraordinary."

"As long as he doesn't say bad things about me." Zhao Beiqin always smiles and looks very approachable.

"My wife, Qiao Meilin," Song Siyao introduced to Qi Xiangtian, "it's probably just that you haven't seen her."

"Hello, Aunt Qiao." Qi Xiangtian greeted.

"Qi Xiangtian——" Qiao Meilin seemed to remember, "Is he James's student in the United States, who often takes care of Qiao Ran?"

"Yes, Mom." Song Qiaoran held Qiao Meilin's hand, "It's him."

"Is this Qiao Ran's boyfriend?" An Junchuan looked at Qi Xiangtian and asked.

Song Qiaoran smiled secretly and said nothing. Qi Xiangtian quickly replied, "No, I'm Mr. Zhao's subordinate. Hello, Uncle An." After saying hello, he thought to himself, the director of Jiaotong Radio Station must be Wu Linxi's leader.

"Meilin is still so young and beautiful. Her mother has good genes. No wonder Qiao Ran is also so beautiful." Zhao Beiqin said with a smile.

"What do you mean by beautiful? Wrinkles have even reached your forehead." Qiao Meilin looked at Zhao Beiqin and said, "You haven't come to Lincheng to see us for several years."

"Oh, I'm waiting for you to come to Shanghai to see me," said Zhao Beiqin.

"Are your lover and children okay?" Qiao Meilin asked.

"That's great." Zhao Beiqin said, "We all want to come to Lincheng to play, but unfortunately we don't have time. My older brother is in his second year of high school and my younger brother is in his first year. They are all busy after entering high school."

"I must bring them here if I have the chance," said Song Siyao.

"Let's go to the table and eat. Sister Fang has already prepared everything." Qiao Meilin invited everyone into the restaurant and arranged for them to sit down.

The dinner was very pleasant. An Junchuan, Zhao Beiqin and Song Siyao talked about radio media, big data and the Internet. Song Qiaoran sat next to Qi Xiangtian, picking food for him from time to time and telling him about her plans for Lanxin next year and the cooperation with Qinhe.

Qiao Meilin sat next to Zhao Beiqin, silently observing Song Qiaoran and Qi Xiangtian across the round table. Song Qiaoran always gave people a cold and aloof feeling, but it was different with Qi Xiangtian. She did not hide the smile in her eyes.

Song Siyao told her in advance that he would invite two good friends to his house tonight, and there was another person who was very important to Song Qiaoran and would also come with them. He had saved Song Qiaoran five years ago.

This soft-spoken and gentlemanly man left a good impression on Qiao Meilin. In addition, he had saved Qiao Ran and helped Qiao Ran in the United States. For a mother, nothing is more important than seeing her daughter happy.

After dinner, everyone gathered in the large and bright living room to drink tea and chat. Qiao Meilin asked Song Qiaoran if he could play a song to liven up the atmosphere.

Song Qiaoran had never been so obedient before. She sat down at the piano next to the floor-to-ceiling window and improvised a song "Canon".