Seeing that Yan Miao still couldn't grasp the point, Song Qingyou rubbed her temples with a headache: "Miaomiao, if your boyfriend really didn't know that you secretly helped him pay back the money, then why did he bring it up with you again and again? He told you not to worry because he already knew that you had helped him pay back the money. Otherwise, since he tells you everything, why didn't he tell you that those people have stopped causing trouble at his house?"
Yan Miao was taken aback: "What do you mean?"
Jiang Xun was clever. With just a few words from Song Qingyou, she guessed that the young woman in front of her was probably dating a gambler boyfriend, or a boyfriend from a gambler's family.
She took a sip of her drink, leaned back on the sofa, and swirled her glass gently. "He's just pretending. Only after he paid back the money would those people stop bothering him and his family. Now that the trouble is over, he's still telling you not to worry and hasn't mentioned that the money has been paid back. Isn't that obviously him pretending not to know?"
Yan Miao was silent for a few seconds, then said, "No, he would never lie to me. Besides, he hasn't contacted his family for a long time to avoid debt collectors, so it's normal that he doesn't know, right?"
Jiang Xun scoffed, "Naive."
Yan Miao was a little unhappy. She and her boyfriend had always had a good relationship, and her boyfriend always coaxed and indulged her. She tried to persuade Song Qingyou and Jiang Xun: "He is really not that kind of person. He is very good to me. Even though his salary is only four thousand a month, he will still buy me a silk scarf worth three thousand five thousand, just because I like it. Qingyou, I know he is not from our social class, but didn't you say before that love can transcend social class?"
Song Qingyou said helplessly, "But I don't think his character is..."
Yan Miao interrupted her: "I'll bring him to meet you this Saturday. Trust me, he's really great! You'll know once you meet him."
Seeing Yan Miao's insistence, Song Qingyou had no choice but to say, "Okay."
Song Qingyou looked at Yan Miao with worry in her eyes. Yan Miao had a simple personality and had always lived under the wings of her brother and parents. Her growth had been smooth sailing and she had never encountered any setbacks.
She's just a simple-minded girl who's completely guileless and prone to acting impulsively.
Hopefully, she's overthinking it.
Song Qingyou patted Yan Miao's head: "Don't be fooled."
Yan Miao hugged Song Qingyou's waist and said coquettishly, "Don't worry, Qingyou, you'll be the one to check him out. If you still don't think he's good after you've seen him, then I'll break up with him."
Upon hearing this, Song Qingyou chuckled and said, "So obedient?"
Yan Miao nodded: "Qingyou, you have a kind of magic that makes people obey you."
"..." Song Qingyou was both amused and exasperated: "What nonsense are you talking about?"
Yan Miao: "Really? I'm not making this up. You can ask Miss Jiang if you don't believe me."
"Just call me Jiang Xun," Jiang Xun said with a faint smile, then her gaze met Song Qingyou's in mid-air: "She's right."
This time, Song Qingyou was stunned: "What?"
Jiang Xun said, "Otherwise, why would Fu Wenzhou listen to you so much?"
Song Qingyou paused for a moment: "That's because he likes me."
Yan Miao quickly replied, "I like you too, don't worry, Qingyou. If you don't agree, I'll definitely break up with you. I'll bring him to see you on Saturday."
Song Qingyou nodded: "Send me a WeChat message when you've set a time."
"Uh-huh!"
Jiang Xun put his wine glass on the table and gave Song Qingyou a look: "Shall we go upstairs for a stroll?"
Fu Wenzhou was also on the second floor, so Song Qingyou didn't hesitate much: "Okay, shall Yan Miao go?"
Yan Miao pouted: "I'm not going. My brother is up there, and seeing him gives me a headache."
Song Qingyou chuckled and said, "Okay."
The first floor is a banquet hall, and the second floor is a leisure area with all kinds of entertainment options.
The staircase was spacious, and Song Qingyou and Jiang Xun walked up side by side.
Jiang Xun suddenly said, "Do you know what my first impression of you was?"
"I don't know." Song Qingyou lifted the hem of her cheongsam, her steps swaying gracefully.
Jiang Xun had seen many beautiful women, including two who loved wearing cheongsams when she was in Binhai, but none of them dressed as stunningly as this sickly beauty from Beijing.
Song Qingyou's beauty is ethereal, neither aloof nor overly gentle, but possesses its own unique charm.
Jiang Xun smiled and said, "A sickly, weak, and utterly useless vase."
Despite being called a "pretty face," Song Qingyou remained expressionless, her demeanor cool and indifferent: "Many people say that."
Jiang Xun said, "It's true that you're sickly and weak, but it's also true that you're incredibly clever. Song Qingyou, Yan Miao is right, you have a magical power that makes people want to listen to you."
"..." Song Qingyou was speechless for a moment, then smiled faintly: "Is this a compliment?"
Jiang Xun: "Of course."
"Thanks."
"polite."
The two chatted back and forth, and before long they arrived at the side room on the second floor.
Although it's called a private room, the space inside is actually quite large. This place is originally a resort estate, and each different leisure area covers several thousand square meters.
Finding the room where Fu Wenzhou and Yan Shaoqin were was actually quite difficult.
Fortunately, Fu Wenzhou had told him the location beforehand, making it much easier to find.
As Jiang Xun walked along, he glanced at the cards in other people's hands. He called out to Song Qingyou, pointed to the cards of one of the people at the table in front of him, and sneered, "The people here are terrible at cards, not as good as us. There are fewer ways to play, it's no fun, really no fun."
Song Qingyou, who was walking ahead, turned around upon hearing this: "It's something to pass the time, a form of private entertainment, so there's no need to be so particular about it."
Jiang Xun suddenly became interested, and her tone changed: "What do you think about me opening a casino in the capital?"
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