Just as he was thinking about things, Song Qingge's cell phone vibrated twice.
She thought it was a message from Dai Feifei, but unexpectedly, what she received was a message from an unknown number.
The content of the message made her a little stunned.
"Qingge, I'm Ke Jie. My plane has landed in Hangzhou. Do you want to come out and meet me tonight?"
Obviously, the text message was sent to her by Ke Jie, the monitor in college.
This text message was like a depth charge, turning her originally peaceful heart upside down.
She stood there, stunned, not knowing how to reply to this message.
At this moment, Jiang Li suddenly appeared from behind.
"Qingge, what are you thinking about, so lost in thought?"
Song Qingge came back to his senses, his eyes were a little panicked, and he quickly hid the phone behind his back.
When Jiang Li saw Song Qingge like this, she immediately became suspicious and snatched her phone away.
"Qing Ge, what are you looking at? Let mom see it too."
Song Qingge didn't expect that Jiang Li would grab her phone and try to prevent her from seeing the message, but it was already too late.
When Jiang Li saw that the text message was from Ke Jie, her eyes suddenly lit up.
"Qing Ge, Ke Jie is back?"
"Why didn't you tell mom earlier?"
Speaking of which, Jiang Li naturally knew Ke Jie. Song Qingge had been with Ke Jie for four years, and it was hard for her not to know.
Song Qingge said absently: "Oh...I...I just found out."
Jiang Li thought for a while and looked at Song Qingge: "Qingge, what is Ke Jie doing now? How is he doing?"
Song Qingge said: "He... is now working overseas and is the head of the Asian region of Morgan Stanley Investment Group."
When Jiang Li heard this, her eyes suddenly widened.
"What kind of Motorcom company are you talking about? It should be a large multinational company, right?"
"This guy is really promising. How much can he earn per year? Can it exceed five million?"
Song Qingge said: "...it's not just five million, it should start at twenty million."
You know, Ke Jie is now the head of JPMorgan Group's Asia region, and his income is already considered the ceiling of the industry.
The number mentioned by Song Qingge is actually very conservative. Even if it is ten times higher, it is not excessive.
When Jiang Li heard this, she immediately had an idea.
"Qingge, tell mom, do you still miss him now? Have you not forgotten him after all these years?"
Song Qingge felt a little confused and didn't want to think about these things.
"Mom, you are thinking too much. He and I have nothing to do with each other a long time ago. Besides, I have been married a long time ago, why do I still remember him?"
Jiang Li snorted: "Don't lie to mom. You are my daughter. Can I not know what you think?"
"Mom can see that you still have him in your heart, right?"
Song Qingge didn't want to talk about this topic with Jiang Li, "Mom, I told you, I don't have any thoughts about him now, please don't think about it."
Jiang Li sighed.
"Qingge, actually, my mother has always felt that you were really wronged by your marriage to Su Changfeng. Why did you, a top student who graduated from Dijing University, marry an incompetent person like Su Changfeng?"
"Mom, I really regret you."
"However, now your opportunity has come again. You see Ke Jie is so good now, and he contacted you as soon as possible after returning to China, which shows that he has always been thinking about you."
