Zhao Xiyin didn't say anything.

Ding Yahe didn't make a fuss: "Don't be pretentious. I'm imitating the awesome and scholarly aura on your father. This world is very realistic. If it's not for you to fight for it, you will definitely have a result. If it's not for Teacher Dai's favor, she wouldn't recommend it to you, how could you come here?"

Ding Yahe kept chattering, her posture has become more and more arrogant in recent years, and she likes to say the same thing.

Zhao Xiyin always lowered her head, her expression was empty and there was no trace of pleasure.

At the same time, in the VIP seat upstairs, Zhou Qishen and Gu Heping's cousin had just had a meal, and his secretary followed behind him, holding a suit jacket and car keys.

Zhou Qishen had a cordial conversation with cousin Gu. After a meal, the relationship obviously went further.

"I hope you will be more worried about Professor Zhao's affairs. If you want relationships or things, just send a message." Zhou Qishen is good at socializing, and one word can always touch people's hearts.

Cousin Gu likes him directly, and you can tell that he is all very happy people by just one dealing with him.

The two walked out of the private room and walked halfway through the corridor. The secretary followed and whispered to Zhou Qishen.

Zhou Qishen frowned, "Who are there?"

The secretary said: "Her mother, sister, and teacher Dai."

Zhou Qishen said he knew that after seeing off cousin Gu, he returned to the upper floor.

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Ding Yahe was aggressive, and while annoying that she was not good at making a fool of herself, "You said something!"

Zhao Xiyin seemed to continue the dream in the morning. She was injured in dancing and fell to the bottom of the valley. Some people felt sorry, some were glad, and some were watching the fire from the other side of the river. Finally, Zhao Wenchun toasted and laughed yesterday. He should have been idle in the clouds, but he stepped into the mortal world. The mortal world was not full of friendship, and all those who came back were mockery and injustice.

Zhao Xiyin had a headache as if she was about to crack. She held her breath and said, "I won't dance."

Ding Yahe was so angry that she almost overturned the table. Perhaps she felt that her majesty as an elder was not respected at all. She stood up and said in a very sharp way: "Zhao Xiyin, are you sick? You learn from your father's poor spirit. You treat yourself as a role, do you think the whole world is surrounding you, right? Zhao Wenchun is also a confused person, letting you go out for two years. Two years, ah, two years! But he was so awesome. Seeing what this daughter has been raised, she doesn't work without a proper job! I don't know the sufferings of the world, and you will really get sick without a princess!"

Ding Yahe was furious and her beautiful nail tip poked her shoulder hard, "You are talking."

Zhao Xiyin's eyes were sore and swelling, and her spine and flesh were almost collapsed.

"Didn't you hear it clearly? She said she doesn't dance."

This male voice appeared unexpectedly. Ding Yahe looked back and saw that Zhou Qishen stepped in at some point, with his hands behind him, standing straight and calm. One word at a time, with a huge force.

Ding Yahe didn't expect it to be him, so she looked embarrassed, but her confidence quickly recovered and she sneered, "We, mother and daughter, are you talking?"

Zhou Qishen ignored the deaf ears and smiled gently, "She has the final say on whether I have something to do with me."

Zhou Qishen glanced at Zhao Xiyin and stood quietly next to her, with an action of sheltering from the wind and rain. "She jumps when she is happy, and she doesn't jump when she is unhappy. She can hold on to her own ideas. Whether she is going to work or not, it is her own wish. Whether she is a nine-to-five office worker or a online store, as long as she doesn't make any trouble, she sells medicine and sells Wei|Brother, as long as she is happy."

When Zhou Qishen said these words, his mouth was filled with a smile and his vigor was full of energy. This attitude was already polite enough, but he still couldn't help but use the words a little rough.

Ding Yahe's face turned green with anger. She pointed at Zhou Qishen and said something to the point of her knife: "All divorces, don't worry about her."

If you lose your position, you will make you laugh at anything you say.

Zhou Qishen's face turned dark and obviously he was poked into the pain.

At this time, Zhao Xiyin, who had been silent all the time, suddenly stood up, "Who is willing to be taken care of by me, it's my business."
Chapter completed!