The snow is getting heavier and heavier, and it looks very beautiful.

While waiting for the traffic light, Song Qianti lowered the car window in half and reached out to pick up the snow.

In the car next to her, Ruan Yousi looked at her incredibly and rushed to He Songjin in the driver's seat and said, "Brother Songjin, look, it's my sister."

He Songjin looked at Song Qianti through the car window. She stretched out her white and tender palms and looked very beautiful with a clever smile.

Ruan Yousi kept staring at Song Qianti and said blankly: "She can drive such a good car."

To be precise, she was eyeing Song Qianti's car.

"She has no job, where can she get the money to buy a car?"

He Songjin said: "Can it be your grandmother gave it?"

Ruan Yousi simply answered: "Impossible."

If it was a car worth 100,000 or 200,000, it might be possible, but if it was a car worth a few million, my grandma wouldn't have that much money.

She said thoughtfully: "You said before that she lives in Pearl River View Garden?"

The green light lit up, and they saw Song Qianti closing the car window and the red Porsche moving.

He Songjin also started the car: "Yes."

"Do you think sister can..." Ruan Yousi bit her lip and deliberately stopped halfway.

The two of them grew up together, and they had some tacit understanding. He Songjin knew what she was going to say. He frowned slightly and said, "Song Qianti is very noble and should not do that kind of thing."

When Ruan Yousi saw him talking for Song Qianti, he felt a little unhappy: "But how do you explain that she is driving a car worth millions and living in a high-end apartment?"

He Songjin couldn't explain it either.

Although he hated Song Qianti, he also felt that she was not a person who betrayed her body for money.

"Let's stop guessing, that's her business, it has nothing to do with us."

"Why doesn't it matter? She is my sister. If she does such a shameful thing, she will lose the face of the Ruan family."

The more Ruan Yousi thought about it, the more likely it was. Otherwise, how could Song Qianti have the ability to give grandma a pair of bracelets worth 60 million?

Realizing that what she said was a bit too extreme, she spoke softly: "Brother Song Jin, I know she hates me, but she is my sister after all, and I can't let her go astray."

When He Songjin thought of Song Qianti's noble and arrogant look, he felt uncomfortable and didn't want to meddle in other people's business at all.

"She doesn't appreciate it, so let's just leave it alone."

Ruan Yousi pretended to behave, "If grandma knew that her sister was like this, it would definitely be very sad."

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It was a distance from the garage to the corridor, and snowflakes fell on Song Qianti and Wen Linyan's clothes and hair.

Song Qianti raised her head slightly, and snowflakes fell on her face, which was cold and cold. She suddenly had a whim: "Lawyer Wen, let's build a snowman together tomorrow?"

Wen Linyan sneered: "Childish."

Song Qianti defended: "I am a young mind and pursue happiness in childhood."

When she arrived at the entrance of the corridor, she said to the man: "You go up first, I'll see how snow will happen."

Seeing that she was wearing thin clothes, Wen Linyan said, "It's just right for her to catch a cold, so be careful to get sick again."

After saying that, he reached out to brush away the snowflakes that fell on her eyebrows.

The temperature at his fingertips seemed to penetrate her heart through his pores. Song Qianti looked at him and was slightly lost.

Wen Linyan raised his hand again, flicked her forehead lightly, and his deep black eyes smiled: "What are you doing when you look at me?"

She curled her red lips and said with a smile: "Look at you."

Wen Linyan withdrew his hand, put it in his pocket, and raised his lips lightly: "Thank you for the praise."

Song Qianti said, "You praise me too."

Wen Lin said: "You are a little weird today."

Song Qianti looked down at herself, and she didn't wear her shoes and didn't have any wrong clothes. She took out her cell phone and took photos, but her makeup was not fed.

"Where is the blame?"

Wen Linyan: "It's so beautiful."
Chapter completed!