946: C946 Song Qingsong

C946 Song Qingsong

"Lin Fei, this ticket is for you." Han Xiuxiu lowered her head and whispered.

Lin Fei took the ticket from Han Xiuxiu's hand and acknowledged her with a soft "yes".

"Crap, I forgot an incident. Wait for me for a moment." Han Xiuxiu suddenly thought of something and patted her head.

"What is it?" Lin Fei asked doubtfully.

"My mom gave you a sweater." Han Xiuxiu hesitated for a moment before saying.

She was afraid that Lin Fei would despise the sweater her mother had given him.

"Go get it. I'll wait for you here." Lin Fei decided to accept the gift from Han Xiuxiu's mother.

Etiquette, affection.

Isn't it?

Han Xiuxiu turned around and ran in the direction of her house.

After Han Xiuxiu disappeared from Lin Fei's sight, the corner of Lin Fei's mouth curled into a bitter smile.

Suddenly.

Lin Fei's shoulder was slapped by someone behind him.

"Lin Fei, you brat, stop trying to catch Han Xiuxiu's attention. Han Xiuxiu is my, Song Qingsong's, dish."

The voice of the person behind Lin Fei, filled with extreme amusement, drifted into Lin Fei's ears.

Lin Fei turned around and saw a familiar face.

"Song Qingsong?" Lin Fei stared at Song Qingsong, his eyes filled with curiosity.

Previously, Song Qingsong and Lin Fei were in the same high school.

In high school, Song Qingsong's father, Song Guang, developed.

Then, Song Ming bought a house in Beijing and transferred Song Qingsong to a very famous high school in Beijing.

Now, why did Song Qingsong return to Nanjiang City?

"Lin Fei, you did not expect that I, Song Qingsong, would return to Jiangzhong City!" Song Qingsong raised his head, his face filled with arrogance.

"Indeed." Lin Fei lightly said.

"The reason why I'm in Nanjiang now is because I want to pursue Han Xiuxiu." Song Qingsong stated his purpose of coming.

"I wish you success." Lin Fei's voice was emotionless.

Song Qingsong pointed at Lin Fei's Ferrari and proudly said: "Lin Fei, do you know whose Ferrari is it?"

Lin Fei saw his Ferrari following the direction Song Qingsong was pointing at.

Song Qingsong laughed, "This Ferrari is mine."

Lin Fei was dumbfounded, how did his Ferrari become Song Qingsong's?

Seeing Lin Fei's stupefied expression, Song Qingsong thought that Lin Fei was shocked by his words.

Thus, Song Qingsong's head was raised even higher. He was as arrogant as a peacock with its tail between its legs.0

He took out a golden card from his pocket, placed it in front of Lin Fei, and waved it.

Then he continued, "I have five hundred million in this card."

A strong aura of posturing spread out.

"The pair of shoes on my feet is worth as much as two hundred thousand yuan, and the watch I'm wearing is worth as much as five million yuan."

"My father, Song Ming, is the CEO of the Song Corporation. He's worth ten billion."

"The money for my meal is enough for you to spend for your entire life."

After he finished speaking, Song Qingsong stared deeply at Lin Fei, wanting to see the shock and inferiority on his face.

However, he couldn't see the shock and inferiority on Lin Fei's face.

This made Song Qingsong very unhappy.

"Hmph." Lin Fei lightly snorted but did not say anything.

This scene provoked Song Qingsong to the point that he flew into a rage.

"Lin Fei, do you know why I told you so much?" Song Qingsong suppressed the rage in his heart and asked.

In reality, Song Qingsong didn't even want to talk to Lin Fei.

However, just now, he saw Lin Fei looking at Han Xiuxiu's back.

Hehe, a toad actually wants to eat swan meat.

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