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Jiang Shengbei was stunned. He didn't expect Qi Jinnian to suddenly say such a thing. He couldn't hold his face.

”Yes, Mr. Jiang, are you selling dog skin plaster? You must have a few doses on yourself. You really won. We can see the power of this dog skin plaster. For your sincerity, why don't you give us some? ”

Jiang Sheng is green and red in the north. He is not a fool. Ye Jiaqing's ridicule is natural to hear clearly.

Maybe it's really different from the past. Jiang Shengbei had already given up his burden. But now, he suddenly stood licking his face. Even though his facial muscles were pumping, he didn't leave: ”I don't sell this kind of thing.”

”If you don't sell dog skin plaster, what do you sell? Insurance? Or health products? Or pots and pans? ”

Jiang Shengbei is probably irritated by Ye Jiaqing. He roars angrily: ”Ye Jiaqing, you're finished. I didn't talk to you. I'm looking for Jinnian. Can you stay there?”

”Oh, I'm still full of confidence. If you don't want to talk to me, I can't tell you. Why should Jinnian listen to you when he doesn't want to talk to you! Jiang Shengbei always says that one night husband and wife have a hundred days' grace. Fortunately, you and Qi Xiyan have been sleeping for such a long time. So I think you really want to find someone to sell things, or to seek compound. Qi Xiyan is more suitable. You can't afford our husband in Jinnian. Do you know, don't look for bad luck again if you are sensible! ”

As soon as he said this, Jiang Shengbei did not catch up with him. However, if ordinary people have a little self-respect, they can't lick their faces shamelessly.

Ye Jiaqing's paper had just been revised, and he was about to take part in the defense. His time was more urgent than that of Qi Jinnian. He was hard to accept. He sat quietly and gnawed at the book.

The sun is just right outside. It shines through the huge French window beside it. The room is antique and full of books. People sit here, and their souls seem to fly out and float quietly in the air. Looking at the busy world of mortals, people suddenly wonder why people want to live.

Why do you have to live so hard.

Clearly, less than a day has passed, but after Gu Tianqing's spare time, she has also become like a person she knew in her previous life, ethereal and unpredictable.

Qiao manyin's words always hovered in her heart, which made her heart flutter with fear, and could not fall to the real place. He didn't need her any more. He knew that the result had come in advance, but why was her heart so miserable.

That morning, the sun was just right, and in the mist of dawn, Qiao manyin's smile was so gentle and cool. She said, ”Jinnian, Tianqing's Meijiang has been solved, and he doesn't need you any more.”

”The year of brocade, the year of brocade.”

The cry of Ye Jiaqing interrupted Qi Jinnian's thoughts. Her dazed eyes turned and finally focused again. She looked vaguely at Ye Jiaqing in front of her: ”what's the matter, Jiaqing.”

”What's wrong with you? Jinnian, you cried.” Ye Jia looks at Qi Jinnian anxiously.

”Well?” Qi Jinnian raised his hand and found his face cold. He was surprised when she cried and why she didn't feel at all.

”Golden year?”

”It's OK, Jiaqing.”

”Are you thinking of Gu Tianqing After hesitating for a moment, ye Jiaqing still said the name.

Qi Jinnian wants to deny, but her face has betrayed her, so she can only be silent.