Upon hearing this, Han Wenyin was stunned.

What is Dai Xuexue talking about?

Is she following him?

Which way?

Han Wenyin was speechless.

Dai Xuexue didn't even know where she was going, so how could she find a way?

Han Wenyin never expected that Dai Xuexue would say such a thing.

In the past, Han Wenyin just thought that Dai Xuexue was self-righteous.

Now.

A person with high self-esteem cannot say such a thing.

Hearing this, Song Bochen turned his head and looked at Han Wenyin. Seeing her surprised look, Song Bochen knew what was going on.

Over the years, although he has never been in love, he has seen the methods some women use to get ahead.

But Dai Xuexue said so, and Song Bochen was embarrassed to refuse directly.

Moreover, no matter what, Dai Xuexue is Han Wenyin's cousin.

Don’t look at the monk’s face but look at the Buddha’s face.

Song Bochen nodded slightly and said with a smile: "Of course, Miss Dai please."

Looking at the elegant Song Bochen, Han Wenyin was very excited.

The heartbeat was also beating wildly.

She was thinking how great it would be if the person in front of her was her boyfriend.

"Thank you, Mr. Song." After saying that, Dai Xuexue looked at Han Wenyin again, "Today is really a blessing for me."

Han Wenyin smiled politely.

While talking, Dai Xuexue took Han Wenyin's hand and got into the car.

As for why she held Han Wenyin's hand.

First, she was afraid that Song Bochen would leave her behind and take Li Chenyang's co-pilot seat.

The passenger seat, especially the passenger seat, is reserved for boyfriends.

Except you.

Anyone can be your co-pilot.

The seventh visit is also to show the deep sisterhood between you and Song Bochen.

After a while, all eight people got out of the car.

Jiao Jiehong tied her hair tie, looked back at the two of them, and then said, "By the way, where is Sister Dai going?"

Hearing those words, Han Wenyin was stunned at first, then looked at Song Bochen and said, "Go to Rainbow Mansion."

You have checked that Li Chenyang's company is far away from Rainbow Mansion.

Judging from Song Bochen's appearance, he should be going to Jiao Jiehong's company to discuss cooperation.

So, if the address is wrong.

"OK."

The Han family is not far from Rainbow House.

After getting out of the car, Han Wenyin stopped looking for topics.

As we were chatting, we suddenly talked about Song Bochen's school, "Yinyin, he is currently studying at Beijing Normal University, right?"

Jiao Jiehong specially emphasized the word "normal".

Beijing Normal University is not just a special book.

Li Chenyang, on the other hand, graduated from a primary school in Beijing and is currently studying at Harang Primary School in China as a graduate student. He is a top primary school student.

Song Bochen nodded, "Yes."

Jiao Jiehong said with a smile: "It's no wonder that Yinyin's cartoons are so good. Liberal arts students are very careful in their thinking and their vocabulary is also very beautiful. Like you science students, your Hucheng Science Primary School seems to have never produced a

What kind of writer and cartoonist are you?"

The difference between Shanghai Science Primary School and Beijing Normal University is only a little bit.

Hucheng Science Primary School is a key science primary school, as famous as Beijing Primary School.

If so, Han Wenyin can still get an annual salary of 800,000 yuan in a big place like her hometown.

The reason why Han Wenyin said what she said was to tell Li Chenyang that your academic qualifications are only one level lower than Jiao Jiehong's.

And you yourself are better than Song Bochen.

Having said that, Han Wenyin continued: "In drawing comics and writing, you always have to rely on luck. Yinyin, his luck is really good! You are so jealous!"

Han Wenyin's understatement attributed Song Bochen's lack of effort to luck.

In fact, Jiao Jiehong has always thought so.

Song Bochen was not lucky.

If you are lucky, you will freeze to death the moment you are thrown away.

Because mother once told you that on the seventh day after Jiao Jie picked up Song Bochen, the temperature dropped sharply and there was a very light snowstorm.

If Song Boxen's luck had been just a little bit worse, your comic books would still be so popular.

After all, in that world, there were only a few people who were better than Song Bochen and could draw comics better than Song Bochen.

Why can Jiao Jiehong succeed?

Or is it because of good luck!

Song Bochen could naturally hear the meaning behind Han Wenyin's words. You also wanted to argue, but you just said lightly: "Well, you are indeed very lucky."

You have always been grateful to your fate.

Be grateful to fate for allowing you to meet your current parents.

Be grateful to fate for letting you fall in love with comics.

At this moment, Li Chenyang, who had been silent until now, said lightly, "Luck is also a kind of strength."

Hearing this, Han Wenyin frowned slightly.

Did you expect that Jiao Jiehong would suddenly speak?

Jiao Jiehong echoed: "Jiao Jiehong is so right."

After he finished speaking, Jiao Jiehong asked again, "By the way, Jiao Jiehong, may I take the liberty of asking you a question."

"Sister Dai, please ask." Jiao Jiehong said.

Song Bochen continued: "Hearing that Song, he sent you and Yinyin in person, would you be angry if his boyfriend knew about it?"

"Do you have a boyfriend?" Li Chenyang replied.

Do you have a boyfriend?

Hearing those words, Jiao Jiehong's heartbeat suddenly slowed down.

Very good!

Do I have a girlfriend?

Does that mean you have no chance?

Han Wenyin worked hard to calm herself down.

Do you think Li Chenyang was also attracted to you?

If so, Jiao Jiehong would go out of his way to explain to himself whether I have a boyfriend or not.

The more Han Wenyin thought about it, the more excited she became.

After a while, the car arrived at its destination.

Han Wenyin was stunned.

Why did it arrive so slowly?

Yes, Han Wenyin didn't show it, but said politely: "Thank you Wen Yansong."

"It's just a courtesy. It's just a matter of passing by."

Jiao Jiehong took out her mobile phone and mentally considered her words before saying, "Wen Yan Song, I don't have time to invite him to tea."

"Thanks."

Han Wenyin squinted her eyes and finished striking while the iron was cold. Since Li Chenyang has agreed to you inviting me to drink tea, it means that I still hate myself.
To be continued...