Gao Leng Master Qiao's Little Honey

After sending Song Mingyu and Chen Chong away, Gu Qingnian briefly mentioned the conversation between her and Chen Chong to Qiao Jingchen.

"Young Master Chen is a sensible person. It's rare for Mingyu to have a friend like him."

Qiao Jingchen gave a flat compliment.

Song Mingyu is surrounded by cronies and friends, it is rare to have a real friend like Chen Chong who is sensible and responsible.

Chen Chong is a smart man, if he has the heart, given time, he will become a great weapon.

"Then... what about Mingyu? What do you think?"

Gu Qingnian took Qiao Jingchen's arm and asked a question with a clever smile.

"I hope that after this incident, Mingyu can understand something!"

Bystanders are clear, authorities are confused.For her own child, Qiao Jingchen doesn't make judgments, only hopes.

"hope so!"

Gu Qingnian sighed slightly.Compared with Chen Chong, Song Mingyu was still one rank behind.

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Coming out of Yujing Jiayuan, Chen Chong sent Song Mingyu back to Song's house, and waved goodbye to him.

"Brother, don't call me again when you're drinking, chasing girls, and racing."

Song Mingyu was slightly taken aback.

"What do you mean? Why are you going?"

Chen Chong stroked his proud red hair chicly, and laughed at himself.

"Me, I'm going to face the wall and think about my mistakes, and I'm going to change my mind."

After a pause, Chen Chong called out to Song Mingyu again.

"Good brother, listen to my advice, don't miss Miss Gu anymore, you are not good enough for her. Call her little aunt honestly, you are not in the wrong."

After finishing speaking, he walked away, leaving Song Mingyu stunned in place...

After returning home, Song Mingyu locked himself in the room again, and didn't come out all day, not even eating lunch.

Qiao Shiyuan watched helplessly as Song Mingyu rushed out of the house like a demon possessed, and then floated back home like a wandering spirit, running around the room in a hurry, but couldn't think of any good way, so she had to guard Song Mingyu's door with a bitter face , not daring to leave even one step, for fear that something might happen to her precious son.

In the evening, Song Mingyu opened the door on his own initiative, and said something to Qiao Shiyuan who was dozing by the door.

"I'm hungry."

Qiao Shiyuan's eyes lit up when she heard this, she hurriedly ordered the kitchen to serve dinner, and coaxed Song Mingyu to wash and change her clothes in a good voice.

This Song Mingyu was still wearing the clothes he was drunk on last night, he hadn't showered all day, and his body exuded an unpleasant sour smell.

This time Song Mingyu was obedient, he obediently went to take a shower and changed his clothes, and came downstairs for dinner.

Seeing that Song Mingyu, who had been hungry all day, even picked up two bowls of rice, Qiao Shiyuan's heart ached so much that she kept adding vegetables to his bowls.

"Mingyu, what on earth have you been doing these two days? Why are you so hungry?"

Song Mingyu, who had finished eating two bowls of rice, raised his head and said the first sentence.

"Mom, give me 500 million."

As soon as Song Mingyu said this, the chopsticks in Qiao Shiyuan's hand fell to the ground.

"What happened? Why do you need so much money all of a sudden?"

One million is not a small amount.

"I crashed my car and have to buy a new one."

Song Mingyu avoided the important and simplified what happened last night to him crashing a car while drunk.

Song Mingyu had already contacted the sales call Qiao Jingchen sent him, and knew that Qiao Jingchen had ordered nearly 500 million sports cars for him.

Since he wanted to compete fairly with Qiao Jingchen, Song Mingyu felt that no matter what he had to fight, the money for the car had to be returned to Qiao Jingchen, and he couldn't be looked down upon!

"What? You crashed? Where did you get hurt?"

When Qiao Shiyuan heard what he said, she became tense and went up and down to check Song Mingyu's body.

"I am fine."

Song Mingyu pushed away Qiao Shiyuan's hand impatiently and reached out to her.

"I'm fine, the car burned. Give me 500 million, and I'll buy a new one."