"Forget it, I'd better take you to meet people first, and let grandpa know that there is no shortage of young talents in this world!"
Of course Song Yun felt sorry for her brother Qi.
Therefore, she immediately led the person to Mr. Song.
It was as if she had forgotten that she had lost her temper with the old man just now.
"Grandpa, this is my good friend Qi Ling, also known as Mr. Wilson. He is very powerful and saved me again today."
The rescue she said was a bit exaggerated.
It means that Qi Ling used her bodyguards to intercept Yan Zhan's bodyguards today. Although both sides were hurt after that, in the end, they helped her out.
"I know you."
Song Zhiyu was not as gentle as Song Yun imagined.
He seemed even more distant towards Qi Ling, a junior.
She just said that Brother Qi had helped her, but Grandpa didn't seem to hear her.
Later, she led Brother Qi to get to know a circle of people, and when she met her grandpa again, he still had the same expression.
This can't help but make Song Yun feel suspicious. Does grandpa look down on Qi Ling?
What's wrong with Brother Qi?
Compared with those bosses who are narrow-minded and fat-headed, he has no idea how superior his temperament is.
Why doesn't grandpa like him?
Could it be that grandpa is still thinking about He Yan?
But it was no longer possible for her and brother He Yan to cancel their engagement, and Song Yun never thought about reconciling.
He Yan: I'm afraid you are more direct in your dreams!
"Mr. Song, I just came back from abroad. I don't know anything about the rules of stone gambling in China. Please give me some advice!"
Qi Ling didn't seem to notice Song Zhiyu's dissatisfaction with him, and he spoke very well.
Such people are even more terrifying in Song Zhiyu's eyes.
If the other party hadn't taken advantage of his granddaughter, he might have appreciated Qi Ling a little more.
But now, looking at Qi Ling, Mr. Song had fear in his eyes.
"It's not about giving advice. Although you are young, you obviously have some research on stone gambling."
Although King Biao failed in his bet, the other materials sold by Qi Ling were pretty good. Previously, they were curious about who Mr. Wilson was, so they took out Qi Ling's information and studied it several times.
Qi Ling seemed to see Song Zhiyu's resistance to him, so he did not refute it at all and just followed Song Zhiyu's words.
On the other side, He Yun was walking through the banquet holding a wine glass, and soon met He Yan.
To be precise, He Yan appeared in front of him on purpose.
"Mr. He, can you lend me a moment to speak?"
He Yan asked politely.
He Yun seemed to know He Yan's purpose and glanced at him lightly.
"good."
He nodded, and the conversation between the two moved from the hall to the backyard.
There is a small garden in the backyard with many flowers planted, which shows how much the owner of this house likes these flowers and plants.
In fact, humans and animals are sometimes very intuitive.
"You are He Yun, should I call you uncle?" When he came to the backyard, He Yan got straight to the point.
Obviously, he had no intention of wasting any more words with He Yun.
"I didn't expect that the first person to recognize me would be you."
"Say hello to your grandma for me!"
He Yan's mouth twitched. If he guessed correctly, his grandmother had a grudge against this He Yun. What He Yun said now was tantamount to provocation.
He wanted to say that he was back and let grandma prepare for revenge?
"My grandma has not been in good health these past few years and spends most of her time doing repairs."
Although I don’t know what grandma did to He Yun, looking at He Yun’s avenging appearance, I’m afraid grandma had to kill him to death.