Zhuo Qianyun couldn't refuse, so she told her the address. Yan Qiongying drove to Zhuo Qianyun's place half an hour later.

But when she saw Zhuo Qianyun's small shop, there was a hint of surprise on her face.

"Is this... your small shop? Do you live here?" she asked.

"Yes, it has been open for many years. Xiaoyan studies in the elementary school next to here. It is more convenient for me to take care of the children like this." Zhuo Qianyun replied.

After Zhuo's mother found out that Yan Qiongying was her daughter's former inmate, who had helped her daughter when she was in prison, she became very enthusiastic towards Yan Qiongying.

I poured tea, cut fruits and vegetables, and brought out a lot of snacks to entertain each other.

"Miss Yan, why don't you save it for a quick meal later? Whatever you like to eat, I'll go to the market to buy it," Zhuo's mother said.

"No need, I'll just sit here and leave. I finally met Qianyun, so I just wanted to keep in touch with her more." Yan Qiongying said, feeling disdainful of such a simple place in her heart.

The tea made by Zhuo's mother and the snacks were also difficult for Yan Qiongying to swallow. In her opinion, they were all cheap goods.

She made this trip specifically today just to find out what happened to the luxury car Zhuo Qianyun took yesterday.

After Zhuo's mother went to work, Yan Qiongying pretended to be casual and asked Zhuo Qianyun, "By the way, when I left the hospital yesterday, I happened to see you getting into the car and being picked up. Originally, I was thinking of giving you a ride.

Where is Cheng, who is here to pick you up?"

"It's just the driver of someone I know. Because I'm pregnant and I'm afraid of being crowded when taking the bus, so I ask the driver to pick me up, but only once in a while." Zhuo Qianyun said that she had already met the driver in the car yesterday.

Having said that, ask the driver to tell Ye Wenming that she will take a taxi directly for her prenatal check-ups in the future, so no one will be needed to pick her up.

"Is that so? Who is the person who sent the driver to pick you up?" Yan Qiongying asked curiously, "The car yesterday was not a car driven by ordinary people. That person must be quite rich."

Yesterday, she checked on the Internet again and found that the low-end car she saw yesterday cost more than 3 million!

Zhuo Qianyun hesitated, not wanting to mention Ye Wenming, so she could only vaguely say, "Maybe she still has money..."

"Could he be the father of the child in your belly?" Yan Qiongying said, and then looking at Zhuo Qianyun's expression, she knew she had guessed correctly.

Now, Yan Qiongying was even more certain that Zhuo Qianyun, like herself, was a lover for rich people.

It's just that Zhuo Qianyun seems to be worse off than her. At least she still lives in a high-end apartment, and the wealthy businessman gives her another 100,000 yuan in pocket money every month.

As for Zhuo Qianyun, she only worked in one such small shop.

But think about it, she is younger than Zhuo Yunyun and more beautiful than Zhuo Yunyun, so she will naturally get better things than Zhuo Yunyun, Yan Qiongying thought in her heart, but she smiled on her face, "That's not as good as that

I’ll call your guy out sometime, and I’ll call my guy out too, so we can all have a casual meal together, and maybe they can even negotiate some business!”

When Yan Qiongying thought about it, someone who could own a car worth 3 million was naturally worth something. If she could build some connections with her wealthy businessman, then the wealthy businessman would naturally treat her better.

But Zhuo Qianyun refused, "No, I have nothing to do with that person, and besides, I don't like such social events."
Chapter completed!