Mu Ning only knew that Fan Qingyi was well-dressed and generous. But even the most famous gossip in the city didn't know his origins.
She only wanted to marry him if he was either rich or noble.
If he was already married, why was he still asking about Miss Song in the afternoon... Mu Ning frowned, feeling a little tight in her chest for a moment.
"I wonder what Miss Mu wants to see me about?" Fan Qingyi stood at the door and did not approach her, still maintaining his aloofness.
As for the question asked by Mu Ning, he chose to ignore it.
Mu Ning was speechless after hearing his question. She came here just to take the opportunity to get closer to Fan Qingyi, to get on Fan Qingyi's good side, and to prevent Fan Qingyi from participating in the Song family's selection of a son-in-law.
Who knew that Fan Qingyi's child was already this big? She couldn't be a stepmother or concubine.
In that case, she might as well make more money and get out as soon as possible.
"I'm fine. I just noticed that you are quite interested in the Song family. It just so happens that I know a lot of the Song family's secrets. If you want to know, I will tell you everything." She slowly sat back in her seat, and when she raised her eyes again, the admiration in her eyes was gone.
Unfortunately, Fan Qingyi didn’t care about the Song family’s affairs. He just wanted to confirm whether Miss Song was Zi’an.
"Miss, you misunderstood. I was just asking a few more questions out of curiosity. I didn't mean anything else. It's getting late today, so please go back." After saying that, he hugged Murong Jin and wanted to go out.
"Sir, I am telling the truth. Although this is the first time we meet, I have not lied to you." Mu Ning stood up and explained.
Fan Qingyi smiled meaningfully: "Young lady, this isn't the first time you've met me, is it?"
“Yes…” Mu Ning didn’t expect that Fan Qingyi could see through her disguise.
"I wonder what is your purpose in trying so hard to get close to me, pretending to be a pregnant woman, pretending to be a young girl?"
Mu Ning didn't expect him to be so straightforward and direct, and was unable to answer for a moment.
When Fan Qingyi and his group arrived at the inn, she was just wandering around, looking for an opportunity to make a quick buck. She happened to see Fan Qingyi getting off the bus alone in the corner where she was standing, so she went to ask about him, but to no avail, so she thought of pretending to be a pregnant woman and coming in to ask someone about it.
The other party didn't really seem to want to hear her explanation, and turned around and walked out. She wanted to chase him but was stopped by Xiao Jinzi. In desperation, she gritted her teeth and shouted at Fan Qingyi's back:
"Mr. Fan, although we don't know this is our first meeting, you have to believe that no one knows the Song family better than my daughter."
The private rooms on the first floor are usually used by guests who are not staying overnight to entertain distinguished guests. It happened to be raining heavily today, so there were not many people, and her words did not attract much attention.
Except for Qin Zhou who just came out.
"Which Song family?" Qin Zhou stood at the stairs, holding the handrail, his sword-like eyebrows exuding an intimidating aura.
When Murong Jin saw her coming, he hurriedly struggled to go to her side: "Dad, where have you been?"
"I'm not going anywhere." There was a helpless tone in the doting tone.
Mu Ning looked in the direction of the voice. Even though she knew at a glance that the other person was a woman dressed as a man, her heart couldn't help but tremble, and she couldn't help but answer: "Mr. Song."
Qin Zhou heard this and told Xiao Jinzi to take Murong Jin back to the room. He then walked over slowly and asked, "Miss, can you have a cup of tea with me?"
Mu Ning's first reaction was to refuse, but she didn't know that the refusal would become: "Okay."
(End of this chapter)