Chapter 3675
Song Kexing and Zhao Xiujing finally broke up because of Yan Qingyi.
On this day, Song Kexing invited Yan Qingyi to meet at the coffee shop, saying that she had something very important to tell her.
Yan Qingyi thought about it, anyway, it's so boring now, why don't you just go and play.
So, Yan Qingyi drove to the cafe where Song Kexing was.
The car was parked on the side of the road, Yan Qingyi walked into the cafe and saw Song Kexing sitting by the window at a glance.
She was wearing a white dress, her hair was permed into beautiful waves, and she had delicate makeup on her face.
Yan Qingyi walked up to her and sat down. Song Kexing called the waiter and ordered a cup of coffee for Yan Qingyi.
Song Kexing said: "Qing Yi, I thought about it seriously, I think you are a good fit for me, Qing Yi, I can see that you like me, right?"
It turned out that Song Kexing called her out to make a confession.
Yan Qingyi's eyes showed a secret expression, "Ke Xing, did you misunderstand?"
Song Kexing was taken aback, "Misunderstanding? What misunderstanding?"
Yan Qingyi said, "Do you think I'm nice to you, just like you?"
Song Kexing frowned, "Isn't it?"
Yan Qingyi smiled and said: "Of course not, look at those colleagues in our department, who am I bad to them? Ke Xing, you are my colleague, you helped me a lot when I came, that's why I bought things for you!"
Hearing her words, Song Kexing's heart sank, and immediately panicked, "No, but you still treat me differently from them, didn't you buy me a new limited-edition bag from Dior a few days ago? You also bought me so many beautiful clothes!"
"Silly girl!" Yan Qingyi said, "That's not liking, I think of you as my friend, so I bought things for you. Ke Xing, you are a very beautiful girl, I believe there will be better ones. Men are for you."
Song Kexing froze in place.
She didn't expect that the man in front of her bought so many things for her, and in the end he just regarded her as a friend!
Is it all her self-love?
She's so stupid, she always thought that Yan Qingyi liked her because she was very different from other colleagues. It turned out that she thought too much about herself!
"Qing Yi, I know you don't like me, but I like you. As long as you want, I will let you gradually like me."
"I think it's better for us to be friends because..."
"Because of what?"
"My mother is a relatively powerful person. My girlfriend must be in the same family as our family. That is to say, my future girlfriend must be from a wealthy family, understand?"
"Your home..."
"My grandfather started from scratch and opened a company. Through the efforts of my grandfather and dad, the small company at the beginning has become the current boss company, with many hotels, subsidiaries, shopping malls and so on!"
This is true, the original owner's family is indeed the premier wealthy family in Kyoto.
When Song Kexing heard Yan Qingyi's words, a look of excitement appeared in his eyes.
She got up and walked to Yan Qingyi's side, her smile becoming more ambiguous.
"Qing Yi, although I don't have a family background, I'm not ugly, right? As long as you really like me, your mother won't say anything. Qing Yi, what kind of person am I? It should be clear, right?"
Yan Qingyi looked at her and smiled, "Of course I know, you are a powerful woman, a woman who worships money."
The smile on Song Kexing's face disappeared instantly, and he froze in place.
On this day, Song Kexing invited Yan Qingyi to meet at the coffee shop, saying that she had something very important to tell her.
Yan Qingyi thought about it, anyway, it's so boring now, why don't you just go and play.
So, Yan Qingyi drove to the cafe where Song Kexing was.
The car was parked on the side of the road, Yan Qingyi walked into the cafe and saw Song Kexing sitting by the window at a glance.
She was wearing a white dress, her hair was permed into beautiful waves, and she had delicate makeup on her face.
Yan Qingyi walked up to her and sat down. Song Kexing called the waiter and ordered a cup of coffee for Yan Qingyi.
Song Kexing said: "Qing Yi, I thought about it seriously, I think you are a good fit for me, Qing Yi, I can see that you like me, right?"
It turned out that Song Kexing called her out to make a confession.
Yan Qingyi's eyes showed a secret expression, "Ke Xing, did you misunderstand?"
Song Kexing was taken aback, "Misunderstanding? What misunderstanding?"
Yan Qingyi said, "Do you think I'm nice to you, just like you?"
Song Kexing frowned, "Isn't it?"
Yan Qingyi smiled and said: "Of course not, look at those colleagues in our department, who am I bad to them? Ke Xing, you are my colleague, you helped me a lot when I came, that's why I bought things for you!"
Hearing her words, Song Kexing's heart sank, and immediately panicked, "No, but you still treat me differently from them, didn't you buy me a new limited-edition bag from Dior a few days ago? You also bought me so many beautiful clothes!"
"Silly girl!" Yan Qingyi said, "That's not liking, I think of you as my friend, so I bought things for you. Ke Xing, you are a very beautiful girl, I believe there will be better ones. Men are for you."
Song Kexing froze in place.
She didn't expect that the man in front of her bought so many things for her, and in the end he just regarded her as a friend!
Is it all her self-love?
She's so stupid, she always thought that Yan Qingyi liked her because she was very different from other colleagues. It turned out that she thought too much about herself!
"Qing Yi, I know you don't like me, but I like you. As long as you want, I will let you gradually like me."
"I think it's better for us to be friends because..."
"Because of what?"
"My mother is a relatively powerful person. My girlfriend must be in the same family as our family. That is to say, my future girlfriend must be from a wealthy family, understand?"
"Your home..."
"My grandfather started from scratch and opened a company. Through the efforts of my grandfather and dad, the small company at the beginning has become the current boss company, with many hotels, subsidiaries, shopping malls and so on!"
This is true, the original owner's family is indeed the premier wealthy family in Kyoto.
When Song Kexing heard Yan Qingyi's words, a look of excitement appeared in his eyes.
She got up and walked to Yan Qingyi's side, her smile becoming more ambiguous.
"Qing Yi, although I don't have a family background, I'm not ugly, right? As long as you really like me, your mother won't say anything. Qing Yi, what kind of person am I? It should be clear, right?"
Yan Qingyi looked at her and smiled, "Of course I know, you are a powerful woman, a woman who worships money."
The smile on Song Kexing's face disappeared instantly, and he froze in place.