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Chapter 140: He asked me to take good care of you (End of 3)

I don’t know how long it has passed, but looking at Qiao Ansheng who was silent and silent, Qin Yanchen felt that his depression in his heart could not be relieved.

But in the end, he did not move forward any further.

He only looked at the woman on the ground with a messy look, clenched her hands tightly into her fists, and her cold eyes were intertwined with anger and pain.

In fact, even if she didn't say it, he would be willing to shelter her from the wind and rain.

He went abroad to study, started his own business, he experienced a lot of hardships, and cultivated himself into what he is today, in order to return glory and appear in front of her?

"My dad's heart now has only my new stepmother and the children born to the stepmother. There is no place for me and my younger brother at home. Maybe one day, we siblings will be expelled from the house..."

"Qin Yanchen, you have to work hard. Then you will become the most powerful figure in Nan'an. When my scumbag father sees you, he will have to bow his head and bend down to please you, so that I can use you to be proud!"

"From the future, see if the family is in a bad heart, and dare to bully my brother and I again. You'd better buy a big house, the kind with a courtyard, and then we live together, watch the sunrise and the sunset in the evening, and never have to stay in the home where we are both tired of each other, because in my heart, you and Ayuan are the most important family members to me."

...

The most important family?

But it is so ironic that he, the most important family member to her at the time, has now become a bargaining chip that she can use again and again!

It should have made him feel a little warm, but now it is like he is shaking his heart in Qin Yanchen's heart, making him feel uncomfortable.

Every time I see hope rise and fall...

Qin Yanchen even doubted whether his persistence over the years was wrong, and whether his entanglement with Qiao Ansheng and his past still had a trace of meaning?

He has done what he promised at the beginning, but why is the distance between them getting farther and farther?

...

Qin Yanchen ignored Qiao Ansheng who was slumped on the ground alone, turned around and walked out.

As the evening approaches, the sky is full of rays.

Qin Yanchen did not rush to leave, but leaned against his car, smoking one by one, allowing the evening breeze to blew his black hair, and the smell of smoke filled his body.

"Mr. Qin?"

At this moment, a slightly surprised and clear female voice came from the side. Qin Yanchen paused with his fingers holding the cigarette butt. He turned to look and saw a cigarette ring being spit out of his mouth.

"Miss Zhu, are you here to play basketball too?"

Looking at the dignified and beautiful figure in front of him, Qin Yanchen greeted him lightly, not very warm.

The unburned cigarette butt in his hand had been thrown at his feet and he was not used to revealing his heart in front of others.

"Yes, I just finished the fight. I haven't been hit for a long time, and I've been born with my hands."

Zhu Xinrui curled her lips and smiled, then walked to Qin Yanchen swayingly. The sky was shining in her winding eyes, showing a kind of splendor of gold!

"It's a pity that you played outdoors, otherwise I will definitely ask you to practice your skills when I meet you."

Looking at the sunset blooming on the edge of the sky in the distance, Zhu Xinrui let out a light breath and relaxed with a touch of charming eyebrows.

I wish my parents and daughters a life is not as easy as ordinary people.

Since she returned to China, she has never stopped socializing and socializing.

It was difficult to find a gap today that she could come here to play basketball and take a nap, but she didn't expect that there would be an unexpected encounter.

"What, didn't you bring your female secretary here with you today?"

As if he hadn't seen Qin Yanchen's smoky and bored moments just now, Zhu Xinrui spoke in a leisurely tone and asked without bothering the matter.

Sure enough, Qin Yanchen, who was not very good-looking, suddenly darkened his expression after hearing this sentence, and his whole body exuded a breath of no one entering the world!

If others saw this, they had already been scared away from each other, but Zhu Xinrui was so immunized by it that he didn't care about these undercurrents covered with coldness, and even continued to ask without fear of death: "Are you quarreling?"

Qin Yanchen was still silent.

Zhu Xinrui smiled indifferently, and her brown chestnut hair was curled in big curly with the wind: "If you need anything, I will help you, even if you speak, I have said a long time ago that Mr. Qin can make the best use of me."

After saying that, Zhu Xinrui made a move and was about to leave.

“She’s in the men’s locker room.”

Qin Yanchen closed his thin lips and his slender and thick eyelids completely covered the flowing expression in his eyes. He could only distinguish the true artistic conception of his heart from these short five words.

Zhu Xinrui gently pulled her red lips when she heard this, but her seemingly soft eyebrows and eyes showed an unquestionable aura: "Don't worry, she will leave it to me!"

The gentle voice disappeared in the moving figure that was moving further and further away.

Qin Yanchen sighed and turned around and got into the car. His usual cold expression was rarely mixed with a hint of powerlessness.

...

Indoor dressing room.

When Zhu Xinrui pushed the door open and entered, Qiao Ansheng, who was curled up on the ground like a rag, was holding the wall behind him and about to stand up. Suddenly, he heard the noise from the door, and Qiao Ansheng was almost frightened and collapsed to the ground again!

This is a men's locker room. If other men are caught, the consequences will be...

Qiao Ansheng had a pale face and didn't even dare to think down. He just wrapped his arms around him and looked at the door with difficulty.

When Zhu Xinrui's graceful and beautiful face came into view, Qiao Ansheng's tense heartstrings immediately relaxed, and he was about to stagger back. Fortunately, Zhu Xinrui's eyes were quick and quick, and immediately stepped forward and stabilized Qiao Ansheng's shaking body in time.

"Are you okay?"

The gentle voice is like the spring breeze in March, with an inexplicable soothing force.

Qiao Ansheng shook his head and whispered in embarrassment.

Even if it was not a man, Qiao Ansheng was still ashamed of being seen by the woman!

"This is my uniform. You can make do with it first. I will accompany you to get your clothes next door."

As if he was comforting a frightened cat, Zhu Xinrui said softly, especially patient.

After the initial panic, Qiao Ansheng gradually calmed down. She reached out to take the bag of clothes handed over by Zhu Xinrui, lowered her head, and changed her clothes alone.

The silent atmosphere flowed through the room. During this period, Zhu Xinrui didn't say a word. It was not until Qiao Ansheng changed his clothes and tidied herself up that the corners of her lips closed and she said again: "Mr. Qin left in advance, he asked me to take good care of you!"

Perhaps seeing Qiao Ansheng's doubts, Zhu Xinrui took the initiative to explain.

But little did not know that her explanation fell into Qiao Ansheng's ears, but her eyes trembled and her lips became more and more dimmed.

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