Huo Song's eyes darkened.
Then he waved his hand generously, "Forget it, forget it, I don't want to be fed dog food without eating."
"Very likely."
Qinghuan and Qingqing nodded in agreement.
In the coffee shop on the second floor opposite the TV station.
Jiang Qian, sitting by the window, saw Momo walking out of the TV station with two young women.
Her expression changed, and she turned to Mother Chu sitting opposite, who was looking at her phone, and said, "Godmother, Momo is out, but she has two women with her."
"Who?"
Mother Chu raised her head from her phone and looked across.
"That one is Qin Qingqing, Old Man Qin's granddaughter, she was there last night too, the other woman, who is she? Do you know her?"
Jiang Qian looked carefully, "Seems to be Wen Qinghuan, someone Feng Yize likes."
"Oh, it's her. Feng Yize's taste doesn't seem great. Yan Zhidong boasting about his son liking such a wonderful girl."
