Qin Jing smiled a little stiffly, and there was a little bit of unpredictability in his eyes when he glanced at Yan Xiaye.

Based on his understanding of Yan Xiaye, he thought that this woman would argue on the spot in front of the reporter and expose his lies. Then he could act like a good brother and remain silent, so that he could gain more of the reporters.

Trust.

As a result, Yan Xiaye did not play according to the routine, so he could only accompany her to perform.

Even though the two of them had already seen each other and wanted to die immediately, they still pretended to be calm and acted for everyone to see.

"Yan Xiaye, I will only ask you one thing, will you follow me?"

As the veritable young master of the Qin family, Qin Jingyi finally used his mind seriously, grasped his position and measure, and explained earnestly: "Dad said that as long as you still want to be the daughter of the Qin family, you can go through the past things.

Not to mention it.”

"Miss Yan, does Ling Zun's so-called 'past' refer to the fact that you married Li Beicheng and later divorced him?"

"Also, some time ago, someone rumored that there was a little girl named Yaer in the Li family. Is she the daughter of you and Li Beicheng?"

"This time, the chaebols in the capital came to Jianghai to invest, and the Li family finally took the lead. The Qin family was unfortunately defeated in the competition. Is this the reason why Mr. Qin hates the Li family?"

Listening to the endless questioning, Yan Xiaye couldn't help but frown and found that she underestimated Qin Jingyi's difficulty.

In the past, she always thought that the other party was just a bastard who bullied the weak, but she didn't expect that Qin Jingyi would also use his brain.

"Brother, I have lived a life of living under someone else's roof since I was a child. I have too many pasts and I can't help myself. My father has always understood my difficulties. But my brother always feels that I have lost the face of the Qin family, but to this point,

How could it be the situation I want to see?”

Avoiding the reporters' cunning questions, Yan Xiaye looked at Qin Jingyi in the crowd with a lonely smile, and the loneliness in his silence formed a sharp contrast with Qin Jingyi's cross-talk.

Someone seized this opportunity and pressed the shutter one after another, preparing to use it as a picture of the front page headlines.

Seeing the subtle expressions of the reporters, Qin Jing frowned for no reason. He couldn't figure out what he did wrong, so he said perfunctorily: "Even if that's the case, you use this to threaten your father to hand over the Qin family and treat me, the elder brother.

If nothing is done, isn’t it too much?”

"The Qin family is my father's private property, and he has the right to decide what to do."

Yan Xiaye looked back at the other party without being humble and arrogant, and a faint bitterness appeared between Qingmei's eyebrows and eyes, "Brother, you don't have to care so much about the heir. If you have both virtue and what you do is admirable, then the heir

The position must be yours, and I can’t compete for it.”

Both virtue and admirable—

If there is any adjective in this world that is the most unsuitable for Qin Jingyi, then these two are definitely not the only ones.

Almost as Yan Xiaye finished speaking, the reporters looked at each other with a "so that's it" expression, and Qin Jingyi's face turned extremely dark on the spot.

From the moment he appeared here, he kept saying that Yan Xiaye had a bad intention in order to seek property and directed and acted as a drama of missing persons, but he only forgot what he did on weekdays.

To be precise, those women's crying look remained in his mind, and they often took it out and savored it, and could not be considered completely forgotten.

I can only say that he is used to it, habitually bullying others, and does not take other people's pain at all. I didn't expect that Yan Xiaye would use it as the best handle today.

"Brother, I know you never regarded me as a part of the family, which is also natural. I am very grateful to you for coming here to pick me up today, whether my father sent you or not."

While Qin Jing was speechless, Yan Xiaye spoke up again lightly, "In addition, I would like to thank the reporters and friends for their concern for me. Since my father really wants to see me, then I have made an appointment with the hotel for my meal. Please wait.

If you enjoy it slowly, I won’t be with you.”

After saying that, Yan Xiaye's slender figure passed through the crowd, and smiled gently when passing by Qin Jingyi, with a harmless expression that made people feel pity: "Brother, don't you want to send me back?"

In front of so many reporters, does Qin Jingyi have any other choice?

He turned around and moved forward without laughing. Qin Jing gritted his teeth and wished he could swallow Yan Xiaye's flesh and blood on the spot.

Damn it, it's so fucking damn!

He finally thought of a preemptive move, but he was defeated by Yan Xiaye.

Could it be that she is really better than him as the old man said?

He has grown up with the old man since he was a child and lived a life of a young master who is rich and well-off. How could he be unable to compare to an orphan who lives under someone else’s roof?

In a blink of an eye, he threw the possibility of being messed up aside. Qin Jing slammed open the car door and sat down in the passenger seat with a gloomy face. He quickly thought about his next plan.

Although before leaving the door, the old man said he would transfer the Qin family to Yan Xiaye to take over, judging from the power of the Qin family, this is definitely not something that can be accomplished in one or two days. He still has enough time to plan slowly and act as a filial son and grandson for the time being.

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"Qin Jingyi, I didn't mess up my own way. Didn't you disappoint?"

After the reporter's follow-up, Yan Xiaye sat in the back row of Maybach, looked at the rearview mirror and raised his lips with a smile: "Maybe you want to repeat the car accident in the past, but those reporters watched me with their own eyes

Once you get into your car, it's better not to have any bad ideas."

If this is not the case, Yan Xiaye really wouldn't dare to take Qin Jingyi's car back, let alone get along with him.

After she and Li Yuntang both fell into the sea and survived the disaster, she had a deeper understanding of the cruelty and shamelessness of some people, and would never give them a chance to hurt her or Li Yuntang easily.

Soon, Qin Jing's voice was silenced from the front: "Yan Xiaye, do you really think I dare not kill you?"

"Of course you dare, after all, you have tried it once, haven't you?"

He tried to cliché from Qin Jing in a calm voice, and Yan Xiaye said slowly and gently: "So, I will not give you a second chance to succeed."

Qin Jing's heart was slightly deeper. Through the lenses as big as a palm in the rearview mirror, he couldn't see whether she was confident or had grasped something he didn't know.
Chapter completed!