The Ye Qingqing in the photo was certainly good-looking, but after all, it was just a photo. In reality, she was flesh and blood, had an explosive figure, and carried an indescribable air about her.
When Ye Qingqing saw Song Yun's friend call her sister-in-law, she knew Song Yun must have mentioned her to his friends, which made her very happy.
"By the way, Brother Song, why did you come to eat here? Although the food here is indeed good, it doesn't match your status," Ye Zi asked curiously.
"What status can I have? I'm just an ordinary person," Song Yun said with a smile. "Actually, the main reason is that I've run out of money."
Ye Zi looked at Song Yun with a face that said, "Do you think I'm an idiot?"
You, a billionaire living in a 90 million villa, driving a 40 million sports car, are telling me you're broke? Yeah, right!
"Brother Song! You're just teasing me. Even the loose change from your pocket is enough for a family of three to live on for a lifetime!"
