At the beginning, Mo Beiyan was not used to it.
Her tone is so overbearing that the president feels, making him feel like he is being pampered
"Daughter-in-law, your script is reversed?" He thought his male self-esteem was provoked!
Song Qingyu chuckles: "Don't you like it? If you don't like it, then..."
Hearing what she meant was to change his mind, Mo Beiyan said quickly: "There is nothing to dislike. I will finish the matter as soon as possible. It will take about four or five days. After that, you will make room for me."
"How many days do you have?" Song Qingyu is very casual. She arranges more of her studies independently. Although she often goes to class, most of them are skipping classes, and the time to go to class is very small. Therefore, if Mo Beiyan comes, she only needs to push her work away.
Mo Beiyan thought for a while, and said, "It will take at least five days, right?"
"Meaning, you want to take 5 days off?" Song Qingyu asked with a smile.
"Can't it?" Mo Beiyan asked, raising his eyebrows.
"Yes, what Shao Mo said is OK, who dares to say no?" Song Qingyu laughed and teased.
The two chatted for a while, Mo Beiyan was about to have a meeting, and Song Qingyu returned to studying.
Thinking of the feeling of falling in love now, Song Qingyu's lips slightly raised. Long-distance love is a long-distance relationship, but it is better than the feeling of living in Mo's house before. It made her feel the feeling of a married woman who is less than twenty years old. feel!
Looking down, the phone rang again.
Mo Beiyan has already gone to the meeting, he certainly won't be him, who would it be
Song Qingyu took out the phone, glanced down, saw that it was Jin Yuwei's, and opened up to answer: "Weiwei?"
It was impossible for Lan Jinglong to stay in the imperial capital, and he went back to Jiangcheng with Jin Yuwei for about half a month. Jin Yuwei also has a job and occasionally runs around, but she does not have as many jobs as Song Qingyu, so even if they live in the same university, they don't meet often.
"Qing Yu, are you at home? I just came back and want to go to your house for a meal." Jin Yuwei's voice came from the phone.
Since attending the Imperial Capital University, Jin Yuwei's personality has been much better than before, and she has become more confident.
"Well, here. Come on." Song Qingyu immediately agreed.
Since Ahua Alin has been arranged to stay here all the time, naturally there will be a chef following, otherwise Mo Beiyan can bear Song Qingyu's own clothes and food, and it is impossible to allow her to cook for men other than him!
Therefore, when Jin Yuwei came to eat, Song Qingyu said that she had no pressure.
However, after just saying yes, Jin Yuwei suddenly changed her mind: "Should we go out to eat? I'll treat you!"
"Oh, got rich?" Song Qingyu smiled.
Jin Yuwei also laughed and said, "It is unlikely to get rich, but I haven't eaten with you for a long time. There is always money for a meal."
"Okay, if you treat me today, I will treat you today, I won't grab you. I will invite you next time." Song Qingyu actually said so.
She knew Jin Yuwei. She was unwilling to be favored by others in bad conditions before, but now she earns a good income after her promotion, and she wants more face.
Song Qingyu would still give Jin Yuwei this little face.
So the two made an appointment with the restaurant. Jin Yuwei said she would make a reservation and hung up the phone.
At the appointed time, Song Qingyu went out early.
She applied for a driver's license and just got it, so she asked Ahua to drive her to practice.
Ahua Alin was sitting in the co-pilot and the other in the back seat, his whole body was tight, for fear that something might happen to her accidentally. In case something goes wrong, Young Master Mo will not tear them up!
As a result, what I was afraid of, something really happened!
Song Qingyu is a master of learning, learning to drive is easy, and the textual research is also one-time.
After hitting the road, it was also very smooth, without any mistakes.
but…
It's not that you can avoid things without making mistakes.
Song Qingyu drove the car and turned into the underground parking lot of the agreed commercial building. When she turned a corner, she didn't notice that the vehicle in front suddenly stopped. When it was downhill again, she did not brake in time and slammed into it. Got the ass of the car in front!
"Madam!" A Hua said suddenly, "Are you okay?"
Song Qingyu came back to his senses, and soon recovered calm: "It's okay. Get out of the car and have a look."
Fortunately, the speed of the car is not fast, and people have nothing to do, just startled!
A few people got out of the car, and the driver in the car in front also got out. Seeing Song Qingyu got down, he walked over.
"Sorry." Song Qingyu saw a Rolls-Royce ahead, and guessed that she had crashed into some noble man's car, but she didn't have any guilty conscience. She was neither humble nor arrogant. His car stopped suddenly, and it would rear-end only on a downhill and turning road. There is monitoring here, and it can be clearly seen that even if it is a rear-end collision, I am not entirely responsible for the accident."
She didn't lose any part of what she said, knowing that the other party must be a person of identity, what she said was still aggressive.
In particular, two majestic bodyguards in black suits stood behind her. In addition, her car is not a junk brand. Although it is not as expensive as a Rolls-Royce, it is also a luxury car of no less than 5 million. It will definitely not be. People without status.
The other driver looked at the posture and looked at the extent to which the rear of the car was hit. He found that some paint was wiped off and the taillights were cracked. He said, "This lady, please wait a moment. Let me talk to my husband."
The driver walked to the back seat of the Rolls-Royce. The window was lowered. The driver whispered something, and walked over after a while, with a very kind attitude: "Miss, my husband said that there is indeed something about this. Our responsibility does not require you to be held accountable, please rest assured."
After speaking, he bowed to Song Qingyu, then returned to the Rolls-Royce, opened the door and got into the driver's seat.
Song Qingyu looked at the back seat of the car without speaking. He lowered his head and glanced at the front of the car whose paint had been knocked off. The curvature of the corners of his lips was slightly cold.
"Madam?" Ahua turned his head to Song Qingyu and cast an inquiring look.
Song Qingyu opened the car door, and said, "Let's go, it's bad luck."
It stands to reason that the rear-end collision still has to be held accountable for the vehicles behind, but there are reasons for the incident, the other party’s cause, and the collision of the other party by oneself, the best result is not to pursue each other.
The imperial capital may be rich and powerful everywhere, and it is best not to cause trouble if it can't sin against people.
The three got into the car, and the car moved slowly.
When passing by the Rolls-Royce, Song Qingyu glanced at the back seat of the car again. It is estimated that there are two layers of film on the window. The person inside is completely invisible, only a dark shadow is seen, and the person inside seems to be too. Looked at her.
The corner of her lips curled up with a cold arc, she retracted her gaze, and drove the car into the parking lot.
"Ma'am, I can't find the real owner of the car. What we can find is probably his driver's identity information." Using this time, Alin started to inquire who the car was as soon as he got on the car.
Song Qingyu raised his eyebrows and drove the car into the parking space. He was silent for a while, and said, "Don't worry, if it's an injustice, it is estimated that you will encounter it again. If you encounter it again, it won't be too late to settle the account."
Ahua Alin: "..."
At this time Song Qingyu's cell phone rang, and she glanced at Jin Yuwei, she answered, and while getting out of the car, she said, "I'll be up right away, you order first."
Just stepping into the elevator, Song Qingyu took another look and found that the Rolls-Royce was passing by, among the sparkling lights, she suddenly had an intuition: "A Lin, check the nameless side of the Imperial Capital."