"How...you know each other?"

Qianqian was a little stunned. They actually knew the people she had tried so much to invite?

And it looks very familiar.

Especially Mr. Tang’s daughter and He Pingfan seem to have a good relationship.

Old Tang Guochen was embarrassed and stunned for a while and finally realized, "Young Master He, sit, sit."

"Yinger, why did you run over?"

Tang Ying'er was also confused. She looked at her father and Qianqian for several times, then looked at He Pingfan, "Why did you make an appointment?"

He Pingfan didn't understand either. Qianqian said that she had an entrepreneurial friend who had a holiday with Ma San and needed to mediate herself. Unexpectedly, this person was Tang Guochen.

For some reason, based on intuition, he vaguely felt that the relationship between Tang Guochen and Qianqian was not that simple.

As for Qianqian, she didn't expect Tang Guochen's daughter to come with her.

Tang Guochen was so mature that he greeted, "Xiaoqian, please notify the waiter to serve the food quickly. Mr. He and the others should have class in the afternoon."

When Qianqian stood up, she habitually threw her bag to Tang Guochen.

Tang Guochen put it back on the chair without showing any expression.

Tang Ying'er said, "It's okay, it doesn't matter if we do the afternoon class."

"Dad, why did you ask He Pingfan to come here?"

"Is it still the matter between Mr. An?"

"Cough cough--" Tang Guochen coughed twice, and said with a sad face, "Yes, the company's affairs have been completely handled now, and Peng Jilai's shares have also been liquidated. We have no worries."

"But I always want to thank Mr. An in my heart, after all, I have helped a lot."

Tang Yinger kicked He Pingfan with her feet, "Then you just help me, don't worry, my dad is not the kind of person who knows how to be grateful."

"Or it's okay to just think I owe you a favor."

He Pingfan smiled faintly and thought to himself that this silly girl, Tang Ying'er, could not see the mystery.

Qianqian clearly said about Ma San, but Tang Guochen didn't mention it at all.

It seems that there is something else.

Qianqian went out, Tang Guochen sent a WeChat message with his mobile phone and put it back on his original place.

During the meal, Tang Guochen introduced Qianqian's identity again, "This is Xiaoqian from our company. I didn't expect you to know each other. It seems that it's really fate."

"Mr. He, thanks to your help in the last time, come on, I'll give you a cup."

He Pingfan could only pretend to be stupid, "Yeah!"

Qianqian also picked up the cup and complained, "He Pingfan, you have kept it so hard for us. She is obviously in college and insists on helping others work."

He Pingfan was speechless, and I didn’t say that, but you insisted on thinking so.

In order to liven up the atmosphere, Qianqian deliberately asked, "He Pingfan, are you in love with Mr. Tang's daughter?"

Tang Ying'er curled her lips, "He doesn't like me?"

I'll find someone as old as my dad in the future."

Puff—This unexpected sentence made He Pingfan and Tang Guochen spit out almost at the same time.

If the two of them hadn't reacted quickly, they would probably have no way to eat this table of food.

Tang Guochen was choked and kept coughing, and tears came out.

"Ahem cough cough--" Qianqian pulled the tissue and stood up, suddenly realized something and stopped.

He Pingfan was so depressed that he glared at Tang Ying'er fiercely, "Can you stop making such jokes when eating?"

Tang Ying'er touched him with her knee and gave him a look.

This girl probably saw something based on the woman's intuition. Tang Guochen touched his eyes with a tissue and said to his daughter, "I don't have any correct appearance."

"Mr. He teaches her more in the future."

"Uh-huh!"

He Pingfan continued to pretend to be confused.

After eating half full, he said to Tang Ying'er, "Class is coming soon, let's go."

Tang Ying'er sat there and didn't move, "What's the hurry?

There are no classes in the afternoon?"

Tang Guochen and Qianqian sat opposite each other and watched. He was not able to wink, so he had to touch her thigh with his hand.

Tang Ying'er stood up unhappily, "Dad, I'm leaving."

"Goodbye Auntie!"

"..." Qianqian's smile froze there, and Tang Guochen almost spitted out again.

He Pingfan couldn't help it anymore and pulled her away in a hurry.

As soon as he arrived downstairs, Tang Ying'er shook his hand away, "What are you doing so anxious?"

I also want to see what the two of them are doing."

He Pingfan advised, "You are too immature and have no evidence. What's the point of catching wind and shadow?"

"Besides, your dad will handle it yourself, don't get involved."

Tang Ying'er looked distressed, "I really don't believe that my dad is that kind of person."

She looked at He Pingfan, "What do you think you should do?"

He Pingfan said, "You have been so obviously prompted, can't he hear it?"

Give him some time.”

Tang Ying'er curled her lips, "Okay!"

After the two left, Tang Guochen and Qianqian quickly left the private room, and each got on the bus, one in front and one behind.

Qianqian called Tang Guochen in the car, "Your daughter seems to have known it."

Tang Guochen said, "I'll talk to her another day, don't worry, I will handle this matter well."

Qianqian nodded, "Then I'll go back first, please be careful when driving."

In Jinjiao Apartment in Xincheng District, Ma San was lying in a Land Rover Range Rover with his legs crossed, and there was a subordinate in the cab.

His subordinates looked at the sun outside and said, "Brother Ma, that girl probably won't come back, right?"

Ma San was not in a hurry at all, and said while browsing his phone, "What's the hurry?

If she doesn't come back at noon, she won't come back tonight?"

"Tell them, keep a close eye on me."

At this moment, the phone rang, and the subordinates in the cab answered the phone and immediately became excited.

"Brother Ma, she's back."

"Walk!"

Ma San threw away his cell phone, opened the door and walked out.

Qianqian just returned to her small apartment, and this house of more than 80 square meters is in her name.

Compared with too many young people who come to develop in big cities, Qianqian has a house and a car under her name, which is much better than that.

As soon as he threw the bag on the sofa, he opened the zipper behind the skirt and prepared to change his clothes. "Dingdang-Dingdang-" the doorbell rang, and Qianqian asked in confusion, "Who?"

“Check the water meter!”

A man's voice came from outside, and Qianqian didn't care too much, "Wait a minute."

She went back to the room to change her clothes, stroked her hair and opened the door.

Several men suddenly broke in and pressed them down on the sofa without waiting for her to react.

"What are you doing?

Help!"

Qianqian reacted from the horror and struggled to shout.

Someone held her with a knife, "Don't yell! Otherwise, you will be stabbed to death."

Qianqian was so scared that her whole body became soft and she looked at the uninvited guests in panic.

Ma San walked in slowly with his hands behind his back.

Looking at the layout of Qianqian's room, he commented seriously, "Tang Guochen is not bad to you, he is so charming in the golden house."

A subordinate closed the door, and Ma San dragged a chair and sat down casually, crossed his legs and lit a cigarette.

"You-what do you want to do?"
To be continued...