Chapter 1013 She Is My Sister-in-Law (1)

[Qin Jiayan: If I hadn't held out hope for you, I would have been married and had children long ago, living a stable life. 】

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"Mr. Qin, before the interview is over, I want to ask you one last question. It's about private information. Is it okay?" The beautiful hostess looked at Qin Jiayan, who had created two miracles in a row in the financial world, with a smile on her face. , ask.

Qin Jiayan's eyes were soft, and he was sitting on the sofa with an elegant posture. His young face was calm and calm. He didn't show any displeasure or impatience in the face of the host's assertiveness. He nodded peacefully and politely. The gentleman's voice replied: "Yes."

"From Mr. Qin's information, Mr. Qin will turn 30 after his birthday next month. Mr. Qin is still unmarried. I don't know if the reason behind Mr. Qin's singleness is because there is a person he likes in his heart. ?”

Qin Jiayan still maintained a smile in a good manner. Facing the host's question, he hardly thought about it, so he calmly said: "No."

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After recording the interview on the radio station, it was already eleven o'clock at night when we came out.

The driver waiting outside the radio station saw Qin Jiayan coming out surrounded by radio staff, got out of the car immediately, and opened the rear door.

Qin Jiayan shook hands with the radio station staff one by one to say goodbye, then bent over and got into the car.

After the driver got into the car, he started the car and said, "Mr. Qin, Mrs. Gu called just now and said that she wants you to stay at her place tonight."

The Mrs. Gu mentioned by the driver is Gu Yusheng's wife, his biological sister Qin Zhi'ai.

Qin Jia said "Yes", and signaled the driver to follow Qin Zhi'ai's instructions.

The car started, and Qin Jiayan, who was sitting in the back seat, looked down at his phone for a while, then leaned against the back of the car, closed his eyes and rested for a while.

The car swayed forward, I don't know how far, Qin Jiayan suddenly heard the words asked by the hostess when he was interviewed just now: "Is it because Mr. people?"

His delicate brow bones moved slightly, and his calm and gentle complexion was a little messy, but in just a moment, he sorted out his expression and returned to his polite appearance. He turned his head, faced out the window, opened his eyes, looked Looking at the ever-regressing night scene on the street, I answered the host's question again in my heart: "No."

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When we got home, everyone was already asleep.

Qin Jiayan went upstairs lightly, entered his bedroom, took a hot bath, lay on the bed, read the news for a while, and then lay down and fell asleep.

After falling into a deep sleep for an unknown amount of time, Qin Jiayan had a dream.

In the dream, a girl in a long white dress smiled at him softly and brightly. Every time she spoke to him, she would first shout back: "Good words."

From childhood to adulthood, no matter whether it was his dead father, mother, or his most beloved sister, they all called him "good words", but the "good words" from the girl in his dream were not as sweet and pleasant. Poke the softest place in his heart.

"Jiayan, shall we go to the cafeteria to eat braised pork today?"

"Jiayan, remember to take a seat for me in the study room this afternoon."

"Good words..."

"..."

"Jiayan, let's break up."

The smiling girl suddenly became a little unfeeling. After she finished saying this, she ignored his persuasion, turned and left coldly.