Author: Su Zhishui MACHINE TRANSLATION

Xia Jinqi’s gaze paused and she hesitated.

Seeing her like this, Yan Qing’s laughter grew even louder. “You won’t understand what I’m carrying on my back. ”

“I don’t understand the things between you two, but I only know that you once said that no matter how much you’ve been hurt by this world, you still have to treat this world gently. This is what you said, have you forgotten? ”

In the face of Xia Jinqi’s questioning, Yan Qing’s eyes darkened slightly. “I can’t do that. ”

Therefore, he was destined to be unable to become a mature and kind person.

Thus, Xia Jinqi remained silent.

She understood Yan Qing’s meaning.

He had to fight to the death with Yan Junyu… …

The fight between uncle and nephew was inevitable.

Xia Jinqi’s attitude was also very clear, and Yan Qing did not intend to continue asking.

He let out a long sigh and only threw out the last sentence. “You’ve only known Yan Jun for a few months, how much do you know about him? Little Qi, don’t love him too deeply. ”

With that, he pushed open the car door and walked down the road that was so dark that he couldn’t see the end of it. Step by step, he walked down with determination.

The phone in his hand was still showing Yan Jun and Fan Yufei’s Yan photos on the screen.

His fingers slowly tightened, and he finally put the phone back into his pocket.

Xiao Qi, don’t love him too much.

Otherwise, you’ll only be hurt more severely.

Seeing that Yan Qing had left, the driver jogged back to the car.

He glanced at the young mistress in the rearview mirror and asked, “young mistress, where are we going? ”

” … ” Xia Jinqi lowered her head to look at the phone in her hand that had a black screen. Her eyes glazed over slightly. “To the company. ”

“Yes, young mistress. ” The driver turned around and started the car.

Xia Jinqi was silent the entire way.

The lights outside the car were as bright as the galaxy, but they still couldn’t light up Xia Jinqi’s heart.

She only had one heart. If she gave it to one person, she couldn’t care about other people anymore.

Let her be a selfish person.

She would only think for herself and for the child in her belly.

In this life, one has to bear the responsibility of a few people.

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Yan Corporation building.

Wen Qing was dressed in a light grey dress with water in her hands. She frowned as she looked at the conference room with the door tightly shut. For the 23rd time, she asked the secretary beside her.

“Why hasn’t your President Yan come out yet? ”

“Well, we can’t say for sure. Usually, such a meeting will last for a few hours, ” the secretary replied respectfully. However, in her heart, she had scrutinized this woman more than a hundred times.

She didn’t know who this woman was, but when she handed over a business card to the receptionist downstairs, director Yan called her over to receive her.

As soon as she was brought over, before she could meet with Director Yan, the person-in-charge of the JI clan came knocking.

They chatted for nearly three hours.

The woman in front of them waited for three hours, just like that.

The secretary didn’t dare to be negligent, and she continued to accompany her. After all, this was someone who had been personally instructed by Director Yan.

Wen Qing had heard this reply twenty-three times, and her grip on the Cup tightened.

When the front desk told her that President Yan had invited her up, she had proudly sent a message to Xia Jinqi to demonstrate. Who knew that up until now, she had not even met Yan Jun!

What a miscalculation When did the JI family not come to visit? Why did they have to choose this time?

They had ruined her good deed!

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In the conference room.

Yan Jun leaned against the bench, his knuckles clearly defined as he flipped through the contract page by page. His handsome and extraordinary face was unusually calm, making it impossible for others to see through what he was thinking.