Chapter 490 Song Jingyi's IF Route (Part 10)
This was Song Tingyu's first time in Beijing.
During winter and summer vacations, her brother would take her to other cities or countries whenever he had free time, but he had never taken her to Beijing.
She was young and didn't have any special feelings for any particular city, so she never thought about coming here.
In her third year of junior high school, she added a girl who claimed to be from Beijing through a dating app.
The two shared similar interests and got along very well.
But both were afraid the other was a fraud, so neither mentioned meeting.
We talked for two years until high school, when my desire to meet him reached its peak.
At first, Song Tingyu was hesitant, but her grandmother often shared videos of little girls being scammed with her.
But this time, A-Cheng was with him.
He made a promise: "If the person opposite you isn't a young girl your age, but a sleazy, burly man, I'll just turn him into a young girl."
Song Tingyu and Acheng hit it off immediately and secretly bought tickets and left.
When they were discovered to be missing, they had already landed in Beijing.
"It's a coffee shop, let's take a taxi there." Song Tingyu looked at the map on her phone.
"No need for a taxi, Brother Cheng will drive you." Cheng smugly found a red Ferrari in the parking lot.
"Rented a car?" Song Tingyu blinked. "You're pretty quick."
"Hey, why rent a car? It's our car, Miss. Don't you know? Brother Yi has businesses in Beijing. We have cars, houses, land, and savings. When you go back to Beijing, it'll feel like home."
Song Tingyu said "Oh," indicating that she didn't know any of this.
My brother never said that.
"Let's go, let's go, I want to see who this Coco is. She'd better really be a girl your age." Acheng gripped the steering wheel, his eyes gleaming.
Song Tingyu opened 'Coco's' Moments. "I hope so. I still have a lot of fun chatting with her."
The flashy red car arrived at its destination.
When the waiter opened the glass door to greet her, Song Tingyu was a little nervous.
Meeting someone online is like opening a blind box; it's really upsetting if you end up with a defective item or one you don't like.
"Come on, come on, don't be afraid, Brother Cheng is here." The little bald man happily went inside.
Song Tingyu took a deep breath and followed.
The coffee shop wasn't too crowded on a weekend morning.
She looked around and her eyes met someone's.
It's a familiar and comforting feeling.
The girl over there had already stood up and was waving at her with a smile.
“Coco,” Song Tingyu hurried over, her eyes filled with surprise, “You really are Coco.”
"You're not going to talk!" Qin Nianke was just as surprised as she was. "When that bald guy came in just now, he startled me. I thought you were a fraud."
“Those are my family members. They came with me because they were afraid I would be scammed.” Song Tingyu sat down and saw the two burly men behind her. “These are your family members too, right?”
Qin Nianke chuckled, "I was afraid you were a liar, so I borrowed two bodyguards from my cousin."
The two girls smiled at each other.
Acheng was a little disappointed when he saw that the young lady hadn't been fooled.
However, it's better for him to be disappointed than for the young lady.
I pulled out the chair next to me, sat down, took out my phone, and my eyelids twitched.
When did he put his phone on silent?
A message from the boss and a missed call felt like a death sentence for him.
Sweat instantly broke out on his forehead.
He glanced at Song Tingyu again. He had come to protect the young lady; he shouldn't die, right?
The girls who had been chatting online for two years only became distant for a short while at the very beginning.
Five minutes later, the two were already as familiar as friends who had known each other for years.
"I like you so much! Come to my house, I'll treat you to something delicious." Qin Nianke held onto Song Tingyu's hand tightly.
"Let's not bother you any longer. Maybe another time." Song Tingyu checked the time. "Let's find a place to have lunch. Didn't you say you were going to take me sightseeing in Beijing?"
“Sure, now that we’re in Beijing, it’s my treat,” Qin Nianke said proudly as she stood up. “I know all the good places to eat. After we eat, I’ll take you shopping. We have other plans for tonight.”
Song Tingyu happily agreed.
She loves beef, so Qin Nianke took her to a restaurant that specializes in beef.
Steamed, roasted, fried, and raw beef salad.
As Song Tingyu ate, she began to feel that something was wrong.
Why does this smell so familiar? It's the same smell as the one her brother sent to her home.
"Do you remember that sports student I told you about?" Qin Nianke started gossiping after she had almost finished eating.
Song Tingyu nodded, "You mean the handsome one I want to pursue?"
"It's him!" Qin Nianke slammed her hand on the table, her face full of anger. "He's cheating on me with several women at the same time. It makes me so angry! Why do I always run into these good-looking scumbags?"
"...Perhaps it's because you only look at appearance?" Song Tingyu put a piece of meat on her plate. "It's better to get to know people better. You'll suffer if you only look at one thing."
"I understand the logic, but I still... sigh, I deserve it. I can't just look at faces, right?"
Song Tingyu nodded, "If you listen to my advice, we're good sisters."
The teenage girl's feelings were bittersweet, and the two chatted for a very long time in the restaurant's private room.
Acheng and Qin Nianke's bodyguards stared at each other at the door.
The phone in my pocket vibrated twice. I took it out and answered, "What's up, Amo?"
"Address," Chen Mo said, just two words.
"What kind of attitude is that, you blockhead? You're asking me for a favor, why aren't you being polite? Why should I tell you my address?"
"Address." This time it was Song Jingyi's voice.
A-Cheng felt a chill run down his spine and shrank back. "Boss, I'll share my location with you. Um, I..."
He wanted to say a few more words, but all that came out was two beeps.
He blinked, realizing he could only pin his hopes on the girls in the private room.
The boss will never get angry with the young lady; he just needs to cling to her.
Amitabha.
Song Tingyu and Qin Nianke chatted for a very long time, and their lunch lasted until almost dinnertime.
"You're not leaving until tomorrow, right? I'll take you to a nice place to go." Qin Nianke took her hand and stood up. "The kind where minors can't get in unless they know someone."
"Huh? A nightclub?" Song Tingyu paused. "I can't go. My grandma won't let me."
"It's a bar, not some kind of shady place, a high-class place," Qin Nianke said, puzzled. "You're in high school now, and you've never been to a bar?"
"No, I live with my grandma, and she won't let me go."
"Alright, but this place is fine. You still have bodyguards with you, right? Come on, let's check it out. My cousin and his friends often have gatherings there. It's a nice place."
Song Tingyu was somewhat tempted.
She was curious.
"Then I'll ask Brother Cheng."
After hearing this, A-Cheng, who was outside the door, slapped his thigh and exclaimed, "You've never been to a bar? The boss goes there all the time when he's doing business, and he doesn't take you?! No problem! Brother A-Cheng will take you!"
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