Chapter 7: The wealthy woman only wants wealth, not power (7)



"Host, don't worry about these strange settings. I thought you already knew them after doing this mission for so long."

Tuanzi had already sensed the host's anger and couldn't help swallowing.

Of course Song Jiao knew that in domineering CEO literature, many things were irrational and had no basis.

Anyway, the more Shen Boyan fears something, the more she will do it.

Grow bigger and stronger, and create greater glory!

To find inspiration in museums,

Song Jiao specially changed into a black tight long skirt. Compared to Song Jiao's gentle and charming appearance, she now looks more bold and energetic.

He chose a red SUV that he had driven before and went out.

When Qi Haochen saw Song Jiao getting off an off-road vehicle at the agreed location, Mo Che's eyes flashed with surprise. She was much more beautiful than before.

"Sorry to have kept you waiting." Song Jiao walked towards him with the small pearl bag she had worn before, smiling slightly.

"No, I just arrived too." Qi Haochen shook his head and reached out to take her bag.

She shook her head, "No, it's not heavy."

In the past, in order to become Mrs. Shen, the original owner could not go shopping, and even when buying clothes, she could only dress according to Song Qiao's previous outfits. She almost cut off all social interactions. This was Shen Boyan's request, so she agreed.

It doesn't matter even if it's a little bit of grievance. The original owner has always believed that people's hearts can change, and maybe he will slowly fall in love with her.

Unfortunately, she never thought about it. How could a beast have a heart? Even if it did, it would be on Song Qiao.

Because most of the clothes designed by Qi Haochen are in medieval style, they came to the medieval museum today to find some inspiration.

The museum exudes a strong medieval atmosphere.

The dusty stone sculptures seem to be telling the vicissitudes of history.

The ancient paintings hanging on the wall are colorful and rich.

Both sides of the long corridor are filled with various long-forgotten cultural relics.

Inside the glass cabinet, there are those ancient and mysterious instruments on display, which not only make people marvel at the long history, but also have a sense of wonder.

In this world full of monastic culture and aristocratic culture, it seems that one can use a time machine to travel back to an era full of myths and legends.

Song Jiao looked at the cultural relics displayed in front of her, and her memory seemed to be pulled back to a long time ago.

It seemed like she had traveled back to the Middle Ages a long time ago, but the difference was that she became a vampire, and the gems at that time were all designed for the royal family.

Thinking of this, she immediately took out her sketchbook and wanted to draw out the little inspiration she had just gotten.

After a while, a set of accessories with an aristocratic atmosphere appeared in the sketchbook, and soon several design drafts appeared.

Qi Haochen stood quietly aside, watching Song Jiao's focused and serious expression, "You look so beautiful when you're serious."

Song Jiao raised her head, "Really?"

"Yeah." Qi Haochen's voice was very gentle. "Although I'm an outsider in this matter and shouldn't ask you, but after seeing that man's attitude towards you yesterday, I still want to know why he hates you so much."

"Hate it? Should I say you hate my face, which is exactly like my sister's?" Song Jiao lowered her eyes. "But they are all trivial matters. It doesn't matter whether I talk about it or not."

"So, you don't plan to get a divorce?" Qi Haochen asked again, "Actually, as long as you want, I'm willing to help you."

"I plan to, but now is not the time." Song Jiao didn't look up, still writing and drawing on the sketch paper. "I just want the Winter brand to shine."

"Of course I will. I asked you this only because I admire your talent. You have already made great achievements, but you stopped writing! It's really a pity." Qi Haochen knew that Song Jiao might have misunderstood, so he immediately explained.

"I know." Song Jiao also knew what Qi Haochen meant, "Let's get ready to go to the next museum!"

"good."

The two drove to another museum together. Almost all the items on display here were from the National Period. Although they were not as gorgeous as those in the Middle Ages, they were all very valuable to watch.

Two figures at the door caught Song Jiao's attention. When she looked carefully, she found that they were Su Jin and Song Qiao.

Two people were wandering in the crowd, holding balloons and various small toys. Whenever a child passed by, they would smile and ask, "Do you want balloons and small toys?"

Many parents with children looked at the two with disdain. They originally brought them to the museum because they didn't want to buy toys for their children, but they didn't expect there were small vendors at the door.

Song Qiao was given a cold look by the child's parents. Just as she was about to get angry, she saw Song Jiao standing not far away. Her face was extremely gloomy. She turned around and wanted to leave, but Song Jiao stopped her first, "Sister, what are you doing?"

Compared to the haute couture on Song Jiao, Song Qiao, wearing an ordinary T-shirt and jeans, seemed a little overshadowed.

Su Jin has always had a bad impression of Song Jiao. He knew that this woman was the culprit who prevented Song Qiao from being with him. He frowned and wanted to pull Song Qiao away, but he didn't expect to be stopped by someone.

"Qiao Qiao, we two sisters haven't seen each other for a long time. Why don't we have a meal together? Huijiayuan has recently launched new dishes, and they are very delicious!" Song Jiao didn't care about Su Jin's expression at all. She walked over and held Song Qiao.

Su Jin naturally knew the quality of the food at Huijiayuan. One meal would cost him almost several months' salary.

He wanted to leave, but Song Qiao was unwilling and nodded immediately, "It's true that I haven't been there for a long time. Sister, let's go together."

In the past few months, she has not had as much money as before, and going to Huijiayuan for dinner is something Song Qiao dared not even think about after running away from home.

Now that someone is treating me, of course I have to have a good meal.

Su Jin didn't want to go, but Song Qiao pulled his sleeve and looked at him coquettishly, "I really want to eat the food there. I haven't been there for several months."

Upon hearing this, Song Jiao smiled gently, "Since my sister wants to eat, Su Jin, you should come too! She used to eat there at least several days a week!"

Qi Haochen looked at Song Qiao standing in front of him, and suddenly understood what Song Jiao had just said. So this is what it meant.

"That's all for today. Miss Song, let's continue our cooperation tomorrow." Qi Haochen extended his hand very politely, shook hands and left.

He has no interest in other people's family dinners.

After watching Qi Haochen leave, Song Jiao turned and walked towards the parking lot. She drove the car and asked the two to put their things in the car, then drove towards Huijiayuan.

Halfway through the drive, she didn't forget to call Shen Boyan, and shouted in a delicate voice: "Dear, I have an appointment with my sister and brother-in-law to have dinner at Huijiayuan. Remember to come later! I'm still driving, so I'll hang up first."

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