Qin Yu knew Qin Hanqiu's current life.
In the past, every trip to Yun Cheng had been to ship goods for the factory, and every penny had to be calculated carefully.
Because of the long distance between Yun Cheng and Beijing, let alone the air tickets, even train tickets weren't cheap either. Not to mention the living expenses and accommodating fees after arriving in Beijing…
Even if Qin Hanqiu had the money to come to Beijing, where did he get the money to spend on accommodation here?
Following her gaze, Ning Qing saw Qin Hanqiu and Qin Ling standing at the intersection.
Qin Hanqiu indeed looked outstanding, but he didn't have the slightest temperament on him. He looked coarse and philistine, and when put with elites, he instantly looked like a driver or a bodyguard.
Hearing them, the driver slowed down and glanced in the rearview mirror. "Madam, Ms. Biao, did you see your friend? Do I need to stop?"