"Favor?"
Song Qi looked at Song Zhiqing in the driver's seat, "Are you saying that the Yan family and the Ye family had private dealings in the past?"
Song Zhiqing nodded. "You also know that the Ye family was able to turn things around. I put in a lot of effort. During the investigation, I found that the two families actually had some dealings. Ye Lin once inadvertently helped Yan Jintang's fourth sister. The Ye family even wanted Yan Jintang's fourth sister to marry Ye Lin."
Song Qi recalled that when he was very young, he had met Yan Jintang's fourth sister, a very heroic and beautiful woman who also died on the battlefield.
In terms of age, if Yan Jintang's fourth sister Yan Jincen were alive, she would be about the same age as Ye Lin.
However, he also sighed, what kind of fate did Ye Lin have? Song Zhiwei, who was older than him, married someone else, and Yan Jincen, who was of the same age as him, died on the battlefield.
"I didn't expect that Ye Lin had this kind of relationship with the Yan family. So, are Yan Jintang's people in the southwest also investigating the real murderer who framed the Ye family back then? Or are they secretly protecting the Ye family?"
"This is my personal opinion, but there is indeed no conflict of interest between the Ye family and the Yan family. There is no such thing as the Yan family taking advantage of the situation to help the Ye family. Even if they wanted to, it wouldn't be now. It's too late. When the Ye family was stuck in the quagmire, it would have been very simple for the Yan family to do something. There was no need to wait until now."
Song Qi said he understood, "Yan Jintang is still cautious. I understand why he did this so secretly. He doesn't want others to know about the private relationship between the Ye and Yan families. This is good for both the Ye and Yan families."
"Yes.
The car drove into the alley. Song Qi woke up Ling Ju, who was sleeping soundly, picked up the child, said goodbye to Song Zhiqing, and went straight into the room.
Ling Dawei and Tian Mei have already gone to bed. Chen Chun should have returned to the compound and is not at home either.
Ling Ju vaguely heard two men chatting along the way, but she was so sleepy that she didn't pay attention to what the two men were saying.
But seeing Song Qi's brows relaxed, it seems that there has been some progress?
She ate a bit too much tonight, and after returning home and washing up, she felt energetic and couldn't sleep. She chatted with Song Qi about what had happened recently in bed.
When she mentioned asking Zhen Zhen to find Yin Bolan, she also deliberately observed Song Qi's expression.
Song Qi was just a little surprised, "Why did you think of asking him for help?"
Ling Ju thought for a moment and then expressed his thoughts, "Because he's rather mysterious and doesn't appear often, many people aren't familiar with him. However, after your last conversation and our time together, I know he's not a bad person. Plus, with the pocket watch, there's a certain inexplicable trust. So, letting Zhen Zhen find him is best."
Song Qi agreed that Yin Bolan was mysterious and trustworthy, so he also agreed.
"So they're still in Beijing?"
Ling Ju hummed, "Yes, Zhen Zhen is helping out in Yin Bolan's kitchen. It seems they've developed some new dishes. They're not just selling drinks, they've also started selling snacks and other things. It's been tough on Chen Yun, though. He's been looking at his wife like a bitter melon these days. But I think he's about to give up."
Song Qi was puzzled. "Chen Yun couldn't hold it anymore. Are you happy?"
Ling Ju replied, "Yes, I'm counting on him, hehe."
Then she thought of something and told Song Qi, "Oh right, I told you that you are my husband, so you are not allowed to tell your eldest brother. I don't know what your eldest brother is up to, is he trying to play tricks on me?"
Song Qi hugged her tightly, feeling that her little feet were a little cold, and then put his legs close to her to let his body temperature warm her, "Don't worry, I won't get involved in business matters. I won't tell him either, he's been very busy lately."
Ling Ju leaned into his arms with confidence, poking his abdominal muscles with her fingers, and said softly, "Song Qi, you're so warm."
Song Qi hummed, feeling the little hands wandering over his body.
He closed his eyes slightly, feeling her warmth.
"Song Qi, your muscles are so hard~"
Song Qi hummed again, and his thin lips curved in the dim light.
"Song Qi, your skin is so elastic~"
Song Qi couldn't help laughing this time, "Is the next sentence going to be, Song Qi, your Jiji is so ying?"
Ling Ju didn't expect him to be so straightforward. She felt like a gangster who wanted to tease a decent woman, but was asked by the woman to take off his pants to see his gay body. She blushed instantly.
The thief who was chasing the thief said, "You filthy rascal, you have no shame."
A certain woman pretended to be angry, but her fingers became more and more disobedient and slid downwards.
"Don't you like my gangster side? I thought you just liked it."
Ling Ju immediately got goosebumps. This man.
I like you, but please don't say it out loud! I also want to save face!
The little hands were naughty under the quilt, and soon the man was teased to the point of sweating.
He took the initiative, holding her small hand with his big hand, and stroking her smooth and delicate back with the other hand, trying to arouse every sensitive point on her body.
Her back is her most sensitive part.
Soon, her breathing became rapid. The man was very satisfied and was about to get down to business when he felt the warmed little foot rubbing up his thigh.
"Not convinced?"
He grabbed the little foot, stood up slightly, and got under the quilt.
Holding the white and tender little feet is a delicate love.
A certain woman was already out of breath. She had discovered that the man particularly liked her feet.
Every time, he would play with her for a long time, and sometimes he would even ask her to use her feet for him...
Well, it’s embarrassing to think about it.
But it was really exciting and she enjoyed it very much.
After the man finally finished, we got down to business.
More than ten minutes later, two hot bodies were playing the most beautiful music in the world under the soft moonlight, which was about how to play the mystery of life.
A sleepless night.
They say a short absence is better than a new marriage. Ling Ju feels like she is a newlywed every day.
That man has always been so energetic. No matter how exhausted he is in the army, he can still make her exhausted when he comes home.
When it was time for little Yuanyuan to drink milk, she babbled and fluttered in her crib, but the man acted as if he didn't hear her and showed no intention of stopping.
Ling Ju had to pinch his waist and said, "Hurry up, my son is hungry."
"I'm hungry too."
The next action made Ling Ju hate herself for being too talkative.
But although he said that, he was his biological son after all, so Song Qi ended it quickly.
He first got down to the ground and picked up the child, then handed her to Ling Ju, "Let my son eat first, I'll clean up."
Ling Ju was so sleepy that he kept yawning. After feeding and changing his diaper, the little guy fell asleep after being carried back to the crib.
Song Qi looked at the woman on the bed, who was already snoring softly. He took some hot water to wipe her body, covered her with a quilt, and then went back to bed and held her to sleep.
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