[End] Good morning, little wife

Nangong Shaodi's cold eyes fell on the paper ball.

Xia Qianchen picked it up, unfolded it, and immediately understood.

"This is the picture in the newspaper. You asked me to copy 'all' of the newspaper. I thought the picture was included."

"..."

"His name is Zhang Yi, and he is a well-known master holding company." Xia Qianchen picked up the newspaper and pointed to a picture, "Look, I'm really just copying pictures."

"You know him well."

"Every issue of the financial newspaper has his column. He is a holding genius, you should know." Xia Qianchen handed him the newspaper together with the paper.

After a brief comparison, Nangong Shaodi knew that she was not lying: "What's the relationship?"

"Huh? It's okay, I don't know him at all."

"Tell the truth." Those sharp eyes seemed to say: It doesn't matter what you draw him for?

"I've explained it, I thought the picture should be together."

"There are so many pictures of scenes, but you chose the pictures of people."

"It's a coincidence. I just copied this content. Besides, he is already in his 40s... How old can he be my father? I don't like being so old?"

"Oh, you like older ones?"

"Young, of course."

With an expression on his face, Xia Qianchen added: "It's best for a man to be older than a woman around 5-8 years old."

If it is too small, it will not hurt women, but if it is too big, there will be a generation gap.

"How old are you."

"22 years old, it's written on your resume."

Nangong Shaodi snorted coldly, the resume is fake.

"I really have nothing to do with him," Xia Qianchen continued to explain, "I don't have such a bad eye, I can never like his type."

Nangong Shaodi raised his eyebrows slightly: "What type do you like?"

"I don't know, I haven't thought about it."

"Then think about it from now on."

"..."

He raised a blank piece of paper and said, "Write down what you think, 5000 words."

5000 words? !

"I don't know what to write, can I..."

"Don't make terms with me."

"I think liking someone should not be a requirement of rules and regulations, but a feeling of the heart."

Nangong Shaodi sneered.

"I didn't know what kind of type I liked until I met the person who gave me the feeling of liking."

The implication is that so far she has not met anyone she likes - including Nangong Shaodi.

Her green eyes were full of warning and she asked, "Who is your boyfriend?"

"Since there is no one you like, how can you have a boyfriend?"

"Who taught you that your boyfriend must like it."

Xia Qianchen's heart pounded violently, and the voice in his memory said something similar: [Little idiot, you don't have to like to be a boyfriend, I like you, you are my girlfriend! 】

"How many times have you served?" He asked again.

Why did you suddenly jump to this topic?

Xia Qianchen shook her head.

"Can't you see?"

"It can be understood in this way. Anyway, I haven't met anyone I like."

I don't want to count Leng Tianchen's relationship.That had always been his self-righteousness, and she had never admitted it.

Nangong Shaodi seemed to look much better, and asked some emotional questions.

Xia Qianchen answered cautiously, for fear of offending him.

To be honest, she felt weird talking about her private love life with Nangong Shaodi.