Jiang Yi, who looked back three times with every step he took, was taken away by Fang Yan. Everyone's eyes were still on Song Qingyou.
Song Qingyou's lips twitched stiffly. "If I said I met Jiang Yi only once, would you believe me?"
Everyone nodded perfunctorily.
Song Qingyou asked again: "If I say that Mr. Jiang and I only know each other..."
Everyone's response was even more perfunctory: "We believe it!"
In fact, what they were thinking is: It would be strange to believe it!
Would a child who had only met her once pounce directly on Song Qingyou?
If she only knew Mr. Jiang, why was Special Assistant Fang so polite just now? Why would Mr. Jiang's nephew call her 'little aunt'?
In any case, they wouldn't believe Song Qingyou's excuses.
Song Qingyou said helplessly, "Whether you believe it or not, please keep it a secret…"
"Don't worry. Without Mr. Jiang's permission, we won't tell anyone."