Yang Wei glanced back at her, went around to the other side of the car, opened the door and sat in: "If you have anything, just say it."

Song Jin took off his sunglasses and looked at her: "Miss Yang, since you have divorced Qi Xiaoyan, I hope you will not continue to pester him."

Yang Wei turned her head and looked at her in amusement: "Miss Song, do you shoot too much? Shouldn't you throw me a check and let me stay away from your son? Ah, what I said is in front, you dare to give I dare to accept it, and taking the Xiu Road is a contribution to society."

Song Jin's delicate eyebrows frowned slightly, and she looked at Yang Wei for a while and said, "I really don't understand how Qi Xiaoyan likes people like you."

Yang Wei said: "It's because you don't understand, so he doesn't like you."

Song Jin pursed her lower lip and said, "I didn't quarrel with you today, Miss Yang. Maybe you didn't know that Qi Xiaoyan had dinner at my house that night, but you suddenly called him and called him away. I I can understand what trouble you may have, but Qi Xiaoyan has nothing to do with you. Is it not good for you to trouble like this?"

Yang Wei frowned, looking at Song Jin and said: "If Qi Xiaoyan thinks that I'm in trouble, he asks him to come and tell me, I can completely understand, but what position does Miss Song say that time just now?"

Song Jin also looked at her, and smiled a little at the corner of her mouth: "Ms. Yang deserves to be a teacher, but since you and Qi Xiaoyan divorced, it means there is a problem between you. I think you also understand that Qi Xiaoyan is a genius, People like you are not suitable for him at all. But I am different from you. I was admitted to the Mathematics Department of the Royal University at the age of sixteen with excellent results. We have proved many mathematical propositions together, and I can also help him We have many common topics to talk about in the paper. What about you? Talk to him about Picasso or Leonardo?"