781: C781 Talk to Me If You Have Something to Say?

C781 Talk to Me If You Have Something to Say?

"Why would I lie to you?"

Shen Anning saw the smile on Qin Jingzhi's lips and suddenly understood something. "Brother-in-law, you misunderstood. I have nothing to do with Qin Jingyang... It's fake online! "

"Even if it is fake, it can also be real." Qin Jingzhi's face was warm. "Your personalities are quite harmonious."

Shen Anning's eyes were filled with disappointment. She pursed her lips and said, "Brother-in-law, don't mess with the mandarin ducks. I have someone I like..."

This time, Qin Jingzhi did not avoid this problem at all. Instead, he said, "Actually, people are creatures who lie to themselves the most, especially when it comes to feeling this kind of thing."

Qin Jingzhi's eyes looked into the distance. "Once a person has made a setting for himself, then everything will revolve around this setting. Sometimes, even you yourself will be deceived."

He drank the last mouthful of coffee, spun the cup in his hand twice, and threw it into the trash can. "So many times, when a person is trapped, it is best to stop and break the previous setting and face their own heart again."

Although Shen Anning did not understand what he meant, she also knew that he was trying to persuade her.

More directly, he was rejecting her.

He was just using a more gentle method.

Shen Anning could only nod her head, "I know, brother-in-law..."

Qin Jingzhi pushed the dessert Shen Anning brought to her hand. "Thank you for your coffee. Take the dessert back. If you have anything else, you can call me anytime."

This could be considered an order to leave.

Shen Anning got up and picked up the dessert," Alright brother-in-law, then I will go back first. "

"Go on, I still have things to do so I won't send you off."

"No need."

Shen Anning nodded and left Qin Jingzhi's office.

She went back to musical instrument store with mixed feelings. She repeated what Qin Jingzhi said to Qiao An and said, "Sister, I think brother-in-law would not lie. You and Huo Chengzhou..."

"We will go to Bamboo Listening Pavilion for dinner tonight." Qiao An said, "I will handle the matter between Huo Chengzhou and me. You and Qin Jingyang, you should think about it."

Shen Anning lay on the sofa and rested on Qiao An's legs. She sighed deeply, "The relationship is so complicated..."

...

In the evening.

This time, Lin Yu did not drive over to pick her up. Shen Anning drove straight to Bamboo Listening Pavilion with Qiao An.

When they arrived, the sun was setting in the west. While Huo Chengzhou was working, he stood up and looked at the scenery by the window of game room.

A blue BMW Mini suddenly entered his field of vision, making his heart beat erratically.

Shen Anning's car?

Why would she come to Bamboo Listening Pavilion?

It was only when the car stopped in the passenger seat and a thoughtful figure came down from the front passenger seat that Huo Chengzhou finally reacted.

The guest Aunt Faang was talking about was actually Qiao An!

He had an impulse to jump down from upstairs in an instant. He immediately turned around and ran out of game room. When he reached the door, he remembered that he did not bring a wheelchair and went back to sit in the wheelchair.

So when he rushed downstairs in a hurry, Qiao An and Shen Anning had already followed Aunt Faang into the living room.1

A few meters away, Huo Chengzhou's eyes were glued to Qiao An's body.

In spring, she was wearing a blue sweater and a pair of denim pants. Her long hair was tied into a ponytail behind her head and she was brimming with youth and vitality.

In an instant, it made his heart beat in the wrong rhythm.

"Qiao An..." His gaze shifted to Qiao An's face. Seeing the estrangement between her beautiful features, his heart began to ache.

Aunt Faang brought Shen Anning to the kitchen in time and only Qiao An and Huo Chengzhou were left in the large living room.

Only then did Qiao An start to size up the man in front of her. After not seeing him for a few days, the exhaustion between his eyes and brows was obvious and it was obvious that he did not sleep well.

Moreover, his entire person was filled with a sense of dejection from start to finish.

He could not tell exactly what feeling it was, but there was a feeling of having nothing to live for at the corner of his eyes and brows.

Qiao An's brows slightly twisted, "You have something to say to me?"

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