Chapter 167 Meeting
When Song Jin woke up, it was already noon.
He touched the place where Qin Chi was lying.
It''s cool, obviously people have gotten up early. If he hadn''t been very clear-headed, Song Jin would have doubted whether last night was a dream. After all, Xiaoyu said that he would be out for three to five days.
Song Jin got up and dressed up.
Then she sat in front of the dressing table, combed her hair into a woman''s bun, and inserted a wooden hairpin into her hair.
Mrs. Huang came in with warm water, "Madam, are you awake? I''ll bring water in for you to wash up."
"Excuse me."
Song Jin said politely, "Where is your young master?"
"The young master went out again and said he would not come back until the day after tomorrow." Mrs. Huang reported truthfully, "The kitchen has left lunch for you. Madam, do you want to eat? I will bring it to you."
Song Jin nodded, and Mrs. Huang left.
After lunch, I sorted through the letters again and checked them to confirm that they were correct.
Song Jin called Lao Li Tou again and asked him to help deliver these letters to the inn.
Because he is Qin Chi''s man.
Song Jin didn''t disbelieve the other party.
After living together for so long, you can still tell what their character is like.
Of course, Song Jin didn''t hide anything, which made Qin Chi feel comfortable when he heard about it.
In a pavilion in the backyard of Piaoxiang Building in the town.
Qin Chi and Lao Li Tou met.
Looking at this stack of letters, there were more than fifty in total. Qin Chi itched his hands to open them and read them, but finally held back, "Uncle Li, what kind of person do you think my wife is?"
"Why do you ask the young master like that?" Old Li Tou gave him a strange look.
Qin Chi put down the letter, "She said she believed me, but she never discussed this matter with me. But if she said she didn''t believe me, she never guarded against you."
"He is quite a contradictory person."
Old Li Tou has lived a long life, but he has not seen through Song Jin.
Not completely trusting, but not defensive.
But Lao Li Tou didn''t say this.
Qin Chi added: "Don''t send these to the inn. Send them through our channels. This is safer."
"Okay, sir."
Mr. Li was ordered to go to work.
Qin Chi leaned back on his chair and frowned. He still had a lot of things to deal with. He had to finish them first before he could spare time to see Song Jin.
He had not forgotten the appointment.
But thinking about the identity of the owner who couldn''t be mentioned, he felt a dull pain in his head again.
What did Song Jin want to ask him to do?
He was extremely curious.
This feeling of meeting in secret gave him a vague sense of novelty, just like some men hiding their wives at home and going out to have sex. Although he was also seeing his own wife. Of course, he didn''t want to admit that he didn''t dare to let her know because he couldn''t save face.
That night, Qin Chi stayed overnight at Piaoxiang Building.
It wasn''t until the next day that he got up and heard from his subordinates that Song Jin had arrived at Piaoxiang Tower as agreed.
Qin Chi rolled over and got up, "Take him to Mingyu Pavilion and let him make a pot of tea."
"Yes, sir." The man responded and hurried out.
Outside Piaoxiang Building.
A carriage stopped in front of the restaurant.
Xiao Liuzi accompanied Song Jin here today.
It was already past breakfast time and not yet noon, so there were no diners in the lobby.
Song Jin got out of the car and stepped into the threshold of Piaoxiang Tower.
Xiao Liuzi followed her, holding a box in his hand.
Immediately a waiter greeted me with a smile.
Before he could speak, Song Jin said, "I made an appointment to meet someone here today. My surname is Song."
"It turns out to be Mrs. Song, please come inside."
The waiter led the way, and Song Jin and Xiao Liuzi followed him. Instead of going directly to the second floor, they went to the backyard of the restaurant and passed through a winding and quiet corridor.
We arrived at a beautiful attic. Then he was introduced to a living room.
The bright room is spacious, simple and elegant.
In the hall, long sandalwood cases are laid out, with inkstones and calligraphy treasures on them, and several sharp brushes inserted in the pen holders.
The blue and white porcelain vase is left standing, and the fragrance overflows.
Behind the long desk, a neat landscape painting hangs, which looks solemn yet elegant.
The ground is paved with a whole bluestone slab, which is as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the light outside the window. The window lattice is exquisitely carved with complex patterns, and sunlight is projected into the room through them, forming dappled light and shadow.
There is a lush potted plant placed by the window.
The leaves are green and green, bringing a touch of life to this serious living room. It seems to be able to cleanse people''s hearts and completely dissipate impetuousness.
What caught Song Jin''s attention the most was the six large screens placed by the side door.
There is a sandalwood table, chairs and coffee table behind the screen.
Check out the 16-9 book bar and see the correct version!
It didn’t take much thinking to figure out that it was the mysterious owner who would soon ask for the place to sit.
Xiao Liuzi came close to Song Jin and whispered: "Master, why didn''t you see anyone?"
"It''s not out yet. Let''s wait."
Song Jin saw the tea table and chairs nearby and sat down first.
Xiao Liuzi stood behind her holding a wooden box in his hand.
After a while, someone brought snacks and tea.
In the past, Song Jin would not have touched these things, but after working together for so long, she had established some trust. If she did not touch these things, it would seem that she was too careful.
He picked up the tea bowl and took a sip.
Picked up another piece of exquisite pastry and ate it. Then, she picked up the plate and handed it to Xiao Liuzi behind her.
"Eat." Song Jin said.
Xiao Liuzi was surprised, "Can I eat this?"
"What''s wrong? Isn''t it just for people to eat?" Song Jin winked at him.
If you don''t eat, you won''t eat for nothing. Anyway, I came out without eating much breakfast.
Xiao Liuzi laughed, put the wooden box on the tea table aside, took the pastry plate and started eating.
When Qin Chi came over.
I happened to see this scene through the screen.
Deliberately walking lightly, he sat behind the screen and lowered his voice and said, "I was late and kept Mrs. Song waiting for a long time."
"You''re welcome, I just arrived."
Song Jin stood up and bowed politely.
Qin Chi said straight to the point: "I wonder why Madam Song is meeting this time?"
"Send me some sincerity."
Song Jin picked up the box on the table.
At this time, the waiter who was guarding outside came in, took the box with both hands congratulatory, and then turned it to the other side of the screen for Shun''an''s family to check.
Qin Chi had some expectations in his heart.
What is my wife going to give him?
When I opened the box, I immediately looked at a stack of deeds, including house deeds, shops, medicine farms, and workshops.
Qin Chi picked it up and checked it over.
They are all properties of Huaiqing Mansion.
Finally, Qin Chi picked out two deeds from Zhuangzi, and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Ms. Song is really willing to give. The medicine villages in Liujiazhuang and Huangfu Village are very valuable. I remember that one is planted with Rehmannia glutinosa, and the other is planted with Rehmannia glutinosa. It’s about growing chrysanthemums.”
"Exactly, this is the sincerity of my Song family, offering half of the property of Huaiqing Mansion as a deed."
Song Jin knows that when you do things, you will gain something if you give up.
It is almost impossible to get people to do their best without enough benefits.
Qin Chi said teasingly: "According to our agreement, it will be less than three years."
"I have never thought about defaulting on the debt. It doesn''t matter whether I pay early or late. I just hope that you can give me good news within the remaining agreed time."
This is exactly three years.
Song Jin actually had no hope in his heart.
But he couldn''t help but be prepared for the worst.