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After hearing this, Lin Lele's eyes flashed with embarrassment for a moment, she pursed her lips and smiled, saying:

"It's made of diamonds, and it's a limited edition designer item. The original price is six figures. Even if Xiao Cheng dares to give it to me, I still don't dare to accept it."

"You're her girlfriend, why don't you dare accept it?" Gu Jia said with a smile, turned to Song Jingshen, and said disapprovingly, "Brother Jingshen, look at how stingy the Yin family is. They can't even afford a six-figure necklace. Mr. Song should be nicer to them."

Song Jingshen didn't say anything, his expression remained indifferent.

Lin Lele on the other side couldn't sit still anymore, so she carefully changed the subject and said:

"Sister Gu, who is this gentleman? This is the first time we meet, how should I address him?"

"Hey, look at my brain, I actually forgot to introduce you." Gu Jia said with a smile.

"No, no, I can do it myself." Lin Lele waved her hand quickly, stood up, bowed politely to Song Jingshen, and said, "Hello, my name is Lin Lele, I study English at F University, and I'm Yin Xiaocheng's girlfriend."

Song Jingshen nodded and motioned her to sit down, and said politely and briefly: "Hello, I am Song Jingshen."

Lin Lele was startled, and before she even sat down, she suddenly jumped up:

"You are... Mr. Song from the Song Group?"

She had often heard Yin Xiaocheng mention the name of President Song, so she was no longer unfamiliar with it.

In her imagination, Song Jingshen should be a shrewd middle-aged man, but she didn't expect him to be so young and so handsome!

How unfair is God? He gave him family background, status, intelligence and looks. Does he still have any worries living like this?

Is life meaningful without worries?

Lin Lele comes from a middle-class family and has no worries about food and clothing, but he also carries high hopes from his parents for him to break through the social ladder. He has longed for the wealthy class since he was a child and wanted to move up to a higher level through hard work.

But when she met Yin Xiaocheng, she learned that the Yin family became rich by currying favor with the Song family, and most of their nephews and nieces were mediocre in ability, and had no special skills except lying down and spending money.

The elders of the Yin family have even more vulgar tastes. Yin Xiaocheng's uncle Yin Tongcheng only knows how to flatter the boss, but he is actually a very important figure in the Yin family. It was not until the power of the Song Group changed hands and Yin Tongcheng lost his power that Yin Xiaocheng's father was seen by others and became the savior of the family.

Influenced by these things, Lin Lele thought that the wealthy class in Jiangcheng was just like that, and he began to lack respect for the wealthy families.

It wasn't until she met Song Jingshen tonight that she realized how wrong she was.

This man not only has outstanding looks, but what's more deadly is his calm and decisive temperament.

That was something Lin Lele was relatively familiar with. Her parents had worked their way up from the bottom of society. She could recognize at a glance the temperament of someone who had gone through layers of screening and ruthless tests and had been tempered in the bloody storms of society.

This Song Jingshen is definitely a tough guy.

A natural strong man like him, even if he was not born with a silver spoon in his mouth, can definitely fight for a place in the world and achieve achievements that most people would envy.

Lin Lele sighed, and felt more and more that there are always people better than you, and that if you are not successful, you should not blame your background.

Seeing that she was silent, Gu Jia thought that she was comparing Song Jingshen with Yin Xiaocheng, and that Yin Xiaocheng was outdone in the comparison, so she was so depressed.

However, how could Lin Lele dream of a man like Song Jingshen? In terms of family background, education, and appearance, only she, Gu Jia, is worthy of him.

"Le Le, why are you unhappy?" Gu Jia asked.

"No." Lin Lele came back to her senses and said with a smile, "It's a great honor to meet Mr. Song. I'm so happy. How can I not be happy?"

"I heard that you and Mr. Song are engaged. You should be getting married soon, right? Congratulations in advance on your wedding! You and Mr. Song will definitely be extremely happy and happy forever!"

Flattery never wears out. Lin Lele used the Yin family's signature skill to flatter with extra effort.

Gu Jia was really praised as if she were a fairy, and she couldn't stop smiling.

"Le Le, you are so good at talking! Your Yin Xiaocheng is not bad either. I heard he is good at studying."

"Hey, compared to Mr. Song, he's just a nobody." Lin Lele continued to flatter him, "When it comes to studying, he can't even compare to my friend. My friend finished all her junior year major courses in her freshman year, and Yin Xiaocheng still has to ask her many questions. So, Yin Xiaocheng's IQ is average, and Mr. Song is a genius."

Gu Jia glanced at Song Jingshen proudly, her eyes full of affection, and she was almost about to confess her feelings on the spot.

"Your necklace was also sold to you by that friend, right?" Song Jingshen said coldly, staring at Lin Lele with a cold expression, which was in sharp contrast to Gu Jia's tenderness and affection.

"Ah? How do you know?" Lin Lele was stunned, eyes wide open, "You know Wen Qing?"

Song Jingshen understood the whole thing at once.

A while ago, Zhao Jin came to report that the workload of the data group was gradually increasing, but Wen Qing still had the energy to participate in the cup competition with a group of third-year students. This shows that her scientific research potential is huge and should be explored well. For example, let her participate in the design of the core model.

Song Jingshen knew what Zhao Jin was thinking. Exploring Wen Qing's scientific research potential was one aspect, but creating opportunities to get close to Wen Qing was his real goal.

In addition, he knew Wen Qing's character very well. In order to stand out, she always went all out and fought without reservation. Once she was allowed to participate, the huge pressure of scientific research would overwhelm her.

For some reason, Song Jingshen suddenly thought of the delicate and weak figure on the bed. His heart suddenly became restless. He wanted to hold her in his arms and caress her gently, but he also couldn't help wanting to crush her hard and listen to her crying and begging.

He felt that he was becoming more and more perverted.

He cleared his throat and continued, "How much did she sell you for this necklace?"

Lin Lele was stunned for a moment, then answered honestly, "30,000. I asked her to give me a 50% discount on the original price, and she gave me another 50% discount, and only asked for 30,000."

"Heh..." Song Jingshen sneered, "I'm not greedy."

"Wen Qing sold the necklace to you?" Gu Jia asked, smiling, her tone full of disdain. "You can't judge a person by appearance. That girl looks so proud, but she hooked up with a rich man in her freshman year. A necklace worth hundreds of thousands of dollars, it can't be that she earned it as a tutor, right?"

"Well..." Lin Lele carefully considered her words, "It was indeed given to her by someone else. She has always been short of money, so..."

"She just sold it." Gu Jia said the word "sold" in a long tone, "Humph, she didn't waste her face. She just sold it casually and there were men who paid for it."

"No, no, she was just short of money at the moment, and asked me if I wanted any unused items. It just so happened that I still had tens of thousands of dollars in my hand..."

Lin Lele tried hard to explain, but she knew in her heart that for a young girl to receive a gift worth six figures, the meaning was self-evident and it would be futile to explain further.

"Okay." Song Jingshen suddenly spoke with a cold expression, as if he was talking about something unimportant.

"I'll give you 60,000 and you can keep the necklace, okay?" Song Jingshen picked up his phone and looked at Lin Lele, "Tell me your bank account number."