Chapter 855 Can She Afford a Driver?
Song Qi has always been very pleased with words like "noble status". She raised her chin with a proud look on her well-made face, "Okay, try again."
"Well, then, Miss Second, I'll hang up first." Xiao Zhu said respectfully.
Song Qi responded, but before hanging up, she thought of something and added, "If she still doesn't know what's good for her, you can just bring her here if necessary."
Xiao Zhu understood what she meant and replied "OK".
Song Qi curled her lips, took the phone away from her ear, stood quietly for a while, then turned around and walked to the old man's ward.
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After Xiao Zhu hung up the phone, he quickly walked towards the direction where Huo Yao had just left. However, during the few minutes he was on the phone, Huo Yao had already walked a long way.
When he chased to the gate, he saw Huo Yao had already walked to a car on the side of the road.
The person who got off the car took the initiative to put her luggage into the trunk. Although she couldn't hear any words from a distance, her attitude seemed to show respect.
Xiao Zhu frowned in confusion.
Some time ago, I asked a detective to check the eldest lady's information over the years, and it showed that she was just a housewife, her husband was just an ordinary company employee, and the community where she lived was also shabby.
Maybe because we have to raise five children, our life has been relatively poor in recent years.
However, according to the information, the sons she gave birth to seemed to be somewhat successful. One worked in an investment company, one was a lawyer, one was living abroad, and the other was a singer.
However, the information provided by the detective was only approximate and was not investigated in detail because these sons were not within the scope of attention.
At this moment, Xiao Zhu was quite surprised when he saw this scene. How could a young lady who lived in poverty afford a driver for her daughter in Beijing?
As his thoughts turned, Xiao Zhu saw Huo Yao was about to leave in a car, so he didn't hesitate and walked towards the side of the road.
But he had just taken two steps when a familiar voice came from behind him.
"Uncle Zhu, why are you here at Qingdao University?" It was Ji Ya who called him, and she was accompanied by two students from the same school.
When Xiao Zhu heard Ji Ya's voice, he stopped walking and turned to look at her, "Ah, Miss Ya, I was just passing by."
He kept Song Qi's instructions in mind and would not reveal the fact that she had a cousin studying at Qingdao University, let alone that they were planning to take this cousin to the hospital for a matching test.
Ji Ya was holding a pile of books in her arms, with some suspicion in her eyes.
Xiao Zhu looked up at the roadside again. Huo Yao was no longer there and the black car had already started and drove away.
Suddenly, he didn't have time to explain, and said to Ji Ya: "Miss Ya, I have something else to do and I have to leave first. I will explain it when I have time."
After saying that, Xiao Zhu walked hurriedly to the side of the road without waiting for Ji Ya to say anything, and his car was temporarily parked at the school gate.
Soon, he got into the car.
I don't know if I can catch up with that car.
Ji Ya stood there, with a look of confusion on her pretty face. Uncle Zhu was the person her mother trusted the most, and it was impossible for him to come to Qingdao University for no reason. And judging from his reaction just now, it didn't seem like he came to see her.
Ji Ya retracted her gaze as she stroked the book with her white fingers. She turned to apologize to the two classmates beside her and said, "Something may have happened at home. I can't discuss the equation problem with you for now. I'll contact you later, okay?"
She has always been very popular, so the two classmates said it was okay and let her go about her business.
Ji Ya nodded to the two of them, walked to the roadside and hailed a taxi.
Good night, good night ~ see you tomorrow!
(End of this chapter)
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