Chapter 88 Hey, you really don't want to be friends with this lady
If Jiang Song could understand, this is probably what Xing Sijue meant.
"It's okay. If I have time then, I can go to Country F to see you." Jiang Song comforted.
Su Zhen obviously thought this was a good idea and said excitedly, "Actually, if you are willing, you can come to my house to raise the baby. Don't worry, I just said that you are my friend and I will take good care of you."
Jiang Song smiled, "No, you don't have to worry about me, I can live a good life myself."
"I know your ability, but if you can come over, your pressure will definitely be relieved. In this case, you don't have to be so difficult. I can help you if you encounter something."
Su Zhen arrived in a hurry.
Jiang Song sighed, "I know your idea is indeed suitable from a certain point of view, but Su Zhen, I can trust you not to betray me, but there are many people with mixed opinions, so you can hold it in and not reveal it, but in case
Whoever told me that this matter was exposed to Xing Sijue, then my troubles would have been in vain."
There was silence on the other end of the phone.
"Okay, it's okay. I have something to do tonight, so I won't tell you anymore. I will definitely go to Country F to play with you when the time comes. Okay, don't talk about it, hang up. You should go to bed early.
jet lag."
After saying a simple goodbye, Su Zhen, who was far away in a foreign country, fell into deep thought.
Indeed, he did not think so carefully. There is no comparison between his strength and Xing Sijue's sphere of influence.
He is still too weak now and does not have enough strength to protect Jiang Song.
So we can only wait for him to become stronger step by step, strong enough and powerful enough to protect Jiang Song.
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Jiang Song tied herself into a high ponytail and wore a black leather jacket, which was tighter and reduced resistance, but did not restrict her movements, making it the best choice.
According to the agreed address, Jiang Song arrived at the racing spot.
"Hello miss, please show your invitation letter and booth number."
Jiang Song raised his eyebrows. The person in the mailbox didn't tell her this information.
She was just about to take out her phone and ask.
Then he heard an arrogant shout coming from behind him.
"Hey, stop."
Jiang Song frowned, crossed his arms over his chest, and didn't look back.
"Hey, I'm talking to you, are you deaf?" The man stepped forward and pushed Jiang Song angrily.
Jiang Song turned his body sideways, perfectly avoiding the opponent's extended hand.
She hated it when someone spoke to her like this, so when she looked at the other person, her eyes were full of indifference.
"You... forget it, I don't care about nobody like you." The eldest lady still looked aloof and looked at Jiang Song with wide eyes. "Hey, let me ask you, where did your clothes come from?
of?"
Jiang Song frowned, speechless and choked.
The eldest lady rushed up to her so aggressively just to ask about her clothes?
It's really weird.
Jiang Song was too lazy to pay attention to this impolite conversation, so he ignored it and turned to look at his phone to ask about the invitation letter.
"Hey, you! How dare you ignore me? Well, you have a very good character. You have successfully attracted my attention." The little princess spoke in confusion again.
Jiang Song continued to ignore it and ignored it.
Hold the phone and light it up, waiting for the message from the other side.
The receptionist asked again, "Miss, do you have an invitation letter? If you are not invited out, this is not a place for a poor person like you."
Poor? Jiang Song frowned.
Likewise, she doesn't like people who look down on others.
According to her character, she would reply quickly.
But this time, she actually took a step slower.
The 'little princess' next to her who had been speaking in confusion actually spoke for her.
"Poor person? Do you know the goods? This dress is a limited edition, and you can't get it even if you have money. You actually said that she is a poor person. Do you think she has the same temperament? What a stupid pig." After she finished speaking, she continued
Looking at Jiang Song, "Hey, you don't have an invitation letter, why don't you go in with me first?"
Jiang Song narrowed his eyes.
She took another look at the girl in front of her, who was only a few years younger than her.
She was dressed like a doll, with exquisite makeup, a beautiful tutu, and her blinking eyes were big and bright.
The delicate and small mouth is cute, but she hardly speaks human words...
"No need." Jiang Songshen's complexion was pale, and the casual glances just now were all hidden in his eyes.
Her cell phone vibrated twice.
She picked it up and shook it, "Invitation letter, booth."
The welcoming man's face changed instantly after seeing it, and he respectfully invited Jiang Song to go inside.
I thought I would be able to get rid of this arrogant and bitchy little princess after entering, but I didn't expect...
This little girl had no intention of leaving at all. Instead, she followed Jiang Song for a long time and kept buzzing in her ears.
In fact, Jiang Song is not a quiet person.
It's just that it's hard to have a good impression of such an impolite stranger.
"That's a racing track over there, called Death Express. It's said that the God of Racing is going to race here tonight. Hey, do you understand?"
"Also, where did your clothes come from? Can you sell them to me at a high price? I'll buy them no matter how much. Hey! Did you hear what I said? Please answer quickly."
Jiang Song blocked her, "The clothes are not for sale, I don't need to explain, you don't need to follow me."
The little girl waved her hands in a familiar manner, "It doesn't matter. The clothes are not for sale. You can still make friends with me. I quite like you."
"You like me? Little girl, I haven't said five words to you since I saw you. I have no enmity with you. Is it really okay for you to fool me like this?" Jiang Song sweated,
"It turns out you're not mute. You can still talk a lot. That's good. It's okay. As long as you're not mute, I like you. I don't choose my friends. They mainly depend on eye-appropriateness."
Jiang Song: "..."
"Sorry, I made friends early. If you have nothing else to do, please leave. I have other things to do." Jiang Song said calmly.
The little girl got angry and stamped her foot, "Hey, why are you like this!"
Jiang Song ignored him and turned around to leave. The most important thing now was to find the man who sent the email. After meeting him, she would start preparing pizza.
There is really no way to waste time with this little girl.
"Hey! You still don't know what my name is? My name is Yu Ya. I will definitely become friends with you. By the way, do you really not want to sell the clothes to me?"
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Jiang Song followed the address on his phone and found it. However, there was no one at the address and only a car key was left.
Jiang Song instantly understood that that was probably the car she needed today.
As soon as she picked up the car keys, her phone rang and it was an unknown number.
She wondered who else would call her at this time.
She picked up doubtfully.
There was a strange sound on the other end of the phone.