Song Jin sat in the back seat, and Qin Yansheng also got in, but there was still a large empty seat between the two of them.
She fastened her seatbelt and turned to smile at him.
"Thank you, Mr. Qin. I originally thought... you wouldn't help me."
Hearing her polite address, a trace of sadness flashed across Qin Yansheng's handsome face.
Pursing his lips lightly, he pretended to speak casually:
"Didn't you say we were friends? If we're friends, shouldn't you call me Mr. Qin?"
Song Jin was a little confused, "Then, what should I call you?"
"Just call me by my name. Yan Sheng, A Yan, A Sheng, anything is fine."
A faint smile flashed across his eyes, and his voice was so sweet and magnetic that Song Jin touched her earlobe uncomfortably.
She turned her head to look at the car window and thought for a moment, "Then I'll call you Yan, Yan Sheng?"
It seems like it's a good idea to be friends with someone who is good-looking, gentle and has a nice voice.
She gave out birthday gifts worth tens of billions at once. If she was a little greedier and got a few more gifts, she might be on the list of the richest people.
Just adding the word "A", such as "A Sheng", seemed too intimate, so Song Jin chose the name "Yan Sheng" as a compromise.
"Okay." He curled his lips.
"Then why didn't you help Qin Sisi? Even if we are friends...she is still your family."
Song Jin asked with some confusion.
"Qin Sisi is my niece, and I have an average relationship with her father. Because I'm young, I don't have a very good relationship with my brothers and sisters."
His voice dropped slightly.
"So... to me, you as a friend are more important because you are my only friend."
Song Jin was slightly stunned. His only friend? She had only known him for a few days...
In the original owner's memory, he had heard that Qin Yansheng was Mr. Qin's late-born son. Because his mother was too vain, Mr. Qin did not like him either.
Later, he gradually gained attention because Mr. Qin discovered his intelligence and found that he was not the same kind of person as his mother.
When he was born, his brothers and sisters were grown up and older children were born.
For example, his aunt's son Cheng Zian is about the same age as him.
"I'm happy to be your friend."
Song Jin's eyes softened as she looked at him.
Qin Yansheng smiled slightly, reached out and put her backpack on the seat, but still held the computer in his hand.
"I know someone who can fix this. The data inside can be recovered. Don't worry."
"Will it take long?"
Song Jin frowned and asked in an uncertain tone.
If it has been a long time, she would rather buy a new one.
"Hmm...it won't take long. It can be fixed tonight. That guy is very quick."
Qin Yansheng answered her gently.
"Okay, thank you for your help, Qin... Yan Sheng."
Since she rarely used such intimate terms of address, Song Jin almost made a mistake and called him Mr. Qin.
With a faint smile in his eyes, he shook his head slightly, "You're welcome, friends... should help each other. I believe that if I have any problems in the future, you will not ignore me, aunt."
Song Jin curved her eyes and said, "Yeah."
But what could he possibly need her help with?
The villain said this to prevent her from feeling guilty. What a good person!
She looked out the window and saw that they were already far away from the school, feeling a little embarrassed.
"You still have work to do? Just drop me off here. It's almost an hour's walk from here to my grandparents' house."
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