Chapter 1271
In front of Quancheng Hotel, song Qiyu watched the Qin family's motorcade passing by.
His eyes fell on the back seat of the Lincoln car. The film on the window was very black. He could only look at the beautiful figure sitting in it.
Maybe he's not willing, but he has no choice.
After the Qin team left, Qiao Qing appeared leisurely in the Bugatti sports car on the other side of the parking lot.
Yin ansa sat in the co pilot and wanted to follow, but suddenly heard his indifferent request, "you wait for me in the car."
"Oh, good."
Yin an SA gives up the intention of getting off the car, and looks at Qiao Qing, who is tall and hidden, walking towards Song Qi Yu. She thinks, biting the corner of her mouth and lowering her head.
Outside the car, Qiao Qing followed song Qiyu's direction to stare, and soon took back his sight, "you and old four, what's the matter?"
After they left the banquet hall last night, the Qin family never showed up again.
Just now he saw that the lame man was carefully settled in the ambulance by the Qin family, which surprised him.
That man, he never met.
Smell speech, Song Qi Yu turns a head, to go up Qiao Qing don't understand of vision, pulled down corners of the mouth, "not how, you haven't left?"
Qiao Qing narrowed his eyes and looked at him secretly, "I was going to leave, but I saw the scene just now.
But you're not going to explain what happened to Joe's last night? "
"What explanation do you want?"
Song Qiyu's light tone was a bit careless.
Qiao Qing can't help laughing, "it depends on whether you want to say more! Why are you suddenly interested in Qin Laosi's past?
I went to the old house to meet my mother. Song Qi, it's not like your style
Qiao Qing got the news this morning.
It is said that song Qiyu drove to Qiao's old house last night and talked with his mother for a long time.
This time, seven or eight hours. No wonder he didn't see song Qiyu again after ten o'clock last night.
As for the content of their conversation, Wen Erhua didn't reveal much to Qiao Qing. He just called him this morning and asked him not to interfere in the affairs of the song and Qin families.
In Qiao Qing's opinion, this is unusual.
At that time, song Qiyu looked at Qiao Qing, caught his suspicious look, took out a cigarette box and lit a cigarette.
The white fog rose in the air and filled his eyes.
Shaoqing, when song Qiyu handed the cigarette case to Qiao Qing, he narrowed his eyes and said, "my style has always been like this. As for my conversation with your mother, if you really want to know, you can ask her."
Qiao Qing lit a cigarette and glanced at him slightly displeased, which was equivalent to not saying.
"What are you going to do next?"
Song Qiyu smokes, looks distant, "take a step, see a step."
At this point, Qiao Qing still wants to ask for some details, but song Qiyu seems unwilling to say more.
He threw the cigarette end on the column, pursed the corner of his mouth and looked at Qiao Qing, "nothing's wrong, I'll go back first. As for the follow-up advertising plan of Qiheng real estate, I'll let the assistant contact you."
Qiao Qing's intuition is not right. Seeing Song Qi Yu get on the car, he has no excuse to keep him.
Song Qiyu got into the car and just started the engine, he received a phone call.
"Home owner, the bodyguard admitted it!"
Song Qi Yu's eyes stagnated, "make it clear!"
The person on the phone pondered for a moment and then said, "we've been asking all night, and he finally let go.
It is said that the third master gave him a sum of money to use his hand on Miss Yan's car in an attempt to... Frame it on you so that Qin Sishao can deal with you! "
His eyes fell on the back seat of the Lincoln car. The film on the window was very black. He could only look at the beautiful figure sitting in it.
Maybe he's not willing, but he has no choice.
After the Qin team left, Qiao Qing appeared leisurely in the Bugatti sports car on the other side of the parking lot.
Yin ansa sat in the co pilot and wanted to follow, but suddenly heard his indifferent request, "you wait for me in the car."
"Oh, good."
Yin an SA gives up the intention of getting off the car, and looks at Qiao Qing, who is tall and hidden, walking towards Song Qi Yu. She thinks, biting the corner of her mouth and lowering her head.
Outside the car, Qiao Qing followed song Qiyu's direction to stare, and soon took back his sight, "you and old four, what's the matter?"
After they left the banquet hall last night, the Qin family never showed up again.
Just now he saw that the lame man was carefully settled in the ambulance by the Qin family, which surprised him.
That man, he never met.
Smell speech, Song Qi Yu turns a head, to go up Qiao Qing don't understand of vision, pulled down corners of the mouth, "not how, you haven't left?"
Qiao Qing narrowed his eyes and looked at him secretly, "I was going to leave, but I saw the scene just now.
But you're not going to explain what happened to Joe's last night? "
"What explanation do you want?"
Song Qiyu's light tone was a bit careless.
Qiao Qing can't help laughing, "it depends on whether you want to say more! Why are you suddenly interested in Qin Laosi's past?
I went to the old house to meet my mother. Song Qi, it's not like your style
Qiao Qing got the news this morning.
It is said that song Qiyu drove to Qiao's old house last night and talked with his mother for a long time.
This time, seven or eight hours. No wonder he didn't see song Qiyu again after ten o'clock last night.
As for the content of their conversation, Wen Erhua didn't reveal much to Qiao Qing. He just called him this morning and asked him not to interfere in the affairs of the song and Qin families.
In Qiao Qing's opinion, this is unusual.
At that time, song Qiyu looked at Qiao Qing, caught his suspicious look, took out a cigarette box and lit a cigarette.
The white fog rose in the air and filled his eyes.
Shaoqing, when song Qiyu handed the cigarette case to Qiao Qing, he narrowed his eyes and said, "my style has always been like this. As for my conversation with your mother, if you really want to know, you can ask her."
Qiao Qing lit a cigarette and glanced at him slightly displeased, which was equivalent to not saying.
"What are you going to do next?"
Song Qiyu smokes, looks distant, "take a step, see a step."
At this point, Qiao Qing still wants to ask for some details, but song Qiyu seems unwilling to say more.
He threw the cigarette end on the column, pursed the corner of his mouth and looked at Qiao Qing, "nothing's wrong, I'll go back first. As for the follow-up advertising plan of Qiheng real estate, I'll let the assistant contact you."
Qiao Qing's intuition is not right. Seeing Song Qi Yu get on the car, he has no excuse to keep him.
Song Qiyu got into the car and just started the engine, he received a phone call.
"Home owner, the bodyguard admitted it!"
Song Qi Yu's eyes stagnated, "make it clear!"
The person on the phone pondered for a moment and then said, "we've been asking all night, and he finally let go.
It is said that the third master gave him a sum of money to use his hand on Miss Yan's car in an attempt to... Frame it on you so that Qin Sishao can deal with you! "