822: C822 Thank You for Your Eight Generations of Ancestors

C822 Thank You for Your Eight Generations of Ancestors

Shen Anning burst into laughter when she heard what she said. It made Hsing Yanran, who was opposite, confused and her expression became colder. She asked in a cold voice, "What are you laughing at?"

Shen Anning only stopped laughing after a long while, "Of course I am laughing at you. You should go and ask Qin Jingyang about the marriage between you and Qin Jingyang, right? I am not his parents. What do you mean by reporting to me?"

Hsing Yanran's expression changed and she laughed coldly for a moment, "Miss Shen really knows how to joke. Why did I come to you? Did you not count in your heart?"

"Sorry, I did not count." Shen Anning also replied coldly.

Hsing Yanran crossed her arms, "It's alright. If Miss Shen doesn't understand, I can explain it to you."

Her chin slightly raised with pride. "Our Xing Family and the Qin Family are old friends. Qin Jingyang had a crush on me since he was young. If it wasn't for my encouragement, he would have never achieved what he has today."

Shen Anning only minded her own business and ate, completely ignoring her.

Hsing Yanran continued, "In the past, when I was overseas, he often called me. He still hoped that I could return to the country and start a business with him. Now I have fulfilled his dream."

Shen Anning raised her hand and gave her two slaps. Her tone was perfunctory, "So touching."

Hsing Yanran also knew that she did not mean what she said. She immediately smiled and said, "I know that your Shen family also wants to work with Qin Jingyang, but compared to him, the Xing Family, which is under my control, is definitely better."

"Sorry, our Shen family has never intended to do that. I'm afraid that Miss Xing has misunderstood."

Shen Anning raised her wrist to look at her watch. "There's not much time left. Miss Xing, let's get straight to the point."

Hsing Yanran did not think that Shen Anning was actually not easy to deal with.

"It is very simple. In the past, Yang might still be interested in you. Now that I am back, there is naturally no hope for you and him. I am advising Miss Shen not to pester him."

Shen Anning ate the last mouthful of dessert and slowly drank a mouthful of coffee before saying.

"Miss Xing, if you can persuade him not to pester me, I will thank your eight generations of ancestors."

After saying that, she stood up straight and said, "Thank you for Miss Xing's hospitality. I hope I can hear the good news of your marriage with Qin Jingyang next time. Goodbye."

Watching Shen Anning's arrogant figure leave, Hsing Yanran's eyes slightly narrowed and her heart was mixed with mixed feelings.

From Shen Anning's words, it was clear that Qin Jingyang was pestering her?

Ha, funny.

Even though they hadn't seen each other for many years, she still didn't believe that Qin Jingyang's aesthetics had fallen to such a state.

But after today's incident, she also believed that Shen Anning would not be delusional.

After all, in front of her, there was no woman who was confident in snatching people from her!

...

In the evening.

Qin Jingyang originally wanted to go to Bamboo Listening Pavilion for a meal after work. After all, Qiao An and Shen Anning had been directly returning to Bamboo Listening Pavilion for dinner.

But before he left, he received a call from his mother, saying that there was a guest at home tonight, and that she wanted him to go home to accompany her.

"Mom, what guest is more important than your daughter-in-law? I want to go to Bamboo Listening Pavilion to chase someone."

"You will know who is more important when you come." Qin’s mother's tone was quite strange. "Anyway, I don't know who is more important."

Qin Jingyang was confused when he heard that, but he still went back obediently. He also took a bottle of red wine from the company and went back.

He unlocked the fingerprint and entered the house. When he was still at the entrance, he heard laughter in the living room. He raised his eyebrows. There really was a guest.0

He changed into slippers and carried the red wine into the living room. From a few steps away, he saw a woman in a light blue dress talking to his mother.

That voice was somewhat familiar.

Qin’s mother saw him come in and smiled. "Yang is back. Look who came to our house."

As soon as she finished speaking, the woman stood up and turned around. Qin Jingyang saw a strange and somewhat familiar face.

"Yanran?" The space between his eyebrows suddenly jumped.

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