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Chapter 224 0224: My sister

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    At this time, a woman wearing a mask came out from behind a stall nearby, looked at the direction of Nangong Jue's car, and snorted coldly, Han Binglan, your fortune was good last time, but next time it won't happen.  So lucky.

    "Mengmeng." Yang Jinxuan, who had just parked the car, came over, "Why are you standing here? Aren't you afraid of being recognized?"

    "Don't be afraid. No one can recognize me like this. Besides, aren't you still here?" Yan Zimeng smiled, "You will protect me, right?"

    "Yes." Yang Jinxuan held her hand, "Let's go, don't you want to buy goldfish?"

    Yan Zimeng obediently followed Yang Jinxuan into the market.

    Qian Meiqi, who was still on vacation, was eating when the phone rang. She took it over and picked it up after looking at it: "Brother, what's the matter?"

    "Qian Meiqi, who did you tell me that I am stupid and rich?" Qian Haiyi was very depressed. This was his biological sister, otherwise she would definitely be beaten to death.

    "I've told many people, otherwise, how would you find a partner? After all, if you're not good-looking, you're just stupid and have a lot of money." Qian Meiqi said it so confidently, and she also put on a show  A nice gesture for you, "I feel like I'm breaking my heart for you."

    "You" Qian Haiyi took a deep breath and thought silently that this is his biological sister, "Who among the people named Han have you told?"

    "The one whose surname is Han? That's Sister Lan." Qian Meiqi took a sip of her drink, "I originally wanted to introduce Sister Lan to you, but Sister Lan is my idol, and I can't lie to her. I can only tell the truth, but  Even if you are stupid and have a lot of money, people will not look down on you at all"

    Qian Haiyi:

    Someone please take this sister away, he doesn¡¯t want her anymore.

    "But, brother, why do you suddenly ask this?" Qian Meiqi suddenly thought of something, "Don't you go to Xiling City? Have you met Sister Lan? Isn't she pretty?"

    "Yes, I came to Xiling." Qian Haiyi didn't hide it, "Didn't I tell you before? I met a netizen on a literary forum. She is very talented. We had a good chat. I  I also showed you the poems she wrote. By the way, she is also very good at painting. I came here today just to see her" As for Sister Lan, he has no impression of whether she is beautiful or not, but she speaks too harshly.  Yeah, that kind of woman is not his cup of tea.

    "My dear brother, are you actually dating online? Can you believe what netizens say? What if you are a fifty-year-old aunt" Qian Meiqi exclaimed, "Besides, I have said before that those poems and paintings,  Are you really sure it¡¯s hers?¡±

    "Why isn't it hers? Why do you think that? I tell you, she is very beautiful and very good." Qian Haiyi said angrily, "She is prettier than you anyway."

    "Haha." Qian Meiqi smiled, "Qian Haiyi, I am very doubtful about your aesthetics, and what's more, I am even more doubtful about your IQ."

    "you¡­¡­"

    "I'm telling you, with your IQ, you might be defrauded of money and sex Bah, you're not a pervert either. However, the Qian family has half of my money. If you are deceived, don't touch me.  That half Also, if you want to go further, you'd better pay attention to the measures in case you contract some messy disease"

    "Qian Meiqi!" Qian Haiyi was so angry that his liver ached, and he couldn't help but yelled, "Shut up, can I give you all the Qian family's money?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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