Qin Anan did not refute.

Her relationship with Fu Shiting was indeed rather boring.

For example, in the past week, the two of them stayed at home without going out.

He is either working in the study or reading in the living room.

She is either writing a paper or reading a book with him in the living room.

He was reading books in a small language, and she couldn't even understand the titles.

The books she read on neurology in the UK written by Professor Hu Qing, she believed, could not be understood by him either.

So she doesn't feel inferior.

"An An, what do you think of my necklace?" Li Xiaotian suddenly took out the necklace pendant around her neck and showed it to Qin An'an.

"It's very nice. Was it a gift from your boyfriend?"

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"Yes! He gave me a New Year's Day gift. My name is engraved on it!"

"Xiaotian, you can go to Orange Software and buy dozens of pieces of jewelry, and you can also get engraving for free." Qin Anan said earnestly, "You have to keep your brain clear when you are in love!"

Li Xiaotian didn't care: "The point is not the engraving, but the gift he gave me. I'm very happy! If one day he can't make me feel this way, we won't be far away from breaking up."

Qin Anan did not comment.

"You reacted so coldly. Could it be that Fu Shiting didn't give you a gift?" Li Xiaotian guessed, "That shouldn't be the case! He is so rich, he can't be so stingy, right?"

Qin Anan: "I didn't prepare a gift for him either."

"You two haven't been married for long! Are you starting to look like an old married couple?" Li Xiaotian sighed, "An'an, he is old and doesn't understand romance, but you are still young! Can you stop being so lifeless? He

If you don’t take the initiative, take the initiative!”

Qin An ignored this and put the food into the pot.

At seven o'clock in the evening, the New Year's Day party begins.

Qin Anan and Li Xiaotian are in the dressing room backstage.

"An'an! Your husband..."

"Can you pay attention to the occasion?" Qin Anan glanced around to remind her.

"Ahem, is Fu Shiting here? Has he called you? I just took a look at the auditorium. It was packed with people. Which row does he sit in?"

Qin Anan opened her phone and took a look, but there was no message reminder.

There was a strange emotion in my heart.

He hasn't come yet?

Maybe I decided not to come at the last moment.

"He didn't call me. I don't know if he's here, let alone which row he's sitting in. Just because he came to the party doesn't mean he's willing to reveal his identity. Xiaotian, even if he sees me, he might pretend

Don’t know me. Me neither.”

Li Xiaotian was greatly shocked, and at the same time her enthusiasm for gossip was extinguished by these words.

Fu Shiting arrived at University A at eight o'clock in the evening.

Qin Anan's program is on the thirteenth one, about an hour after it opens.

We arrived at eight o'clock, just in time.

Fu Shiting entered the auditorium supported by bodyguards and school security personnel.

Today he wore a light blue T-shirt, an off-white long windbreaker on the outside, and a pair of casual trousers of the same color underneath.

He is not in a wheelchair or using crutches.

His legs haven't fully recovered yet, so he walks very slowly.

He is as dazzling as a prince who stepped out of an idol drama!

The moment he entered the auditorium, it attracted a lot of attention!

Li Xiaotian recognized him at a glance backstage.

"Damn it! I almost didn't recognize him in white clothes! He's so handsome!" Li Xiaotian ran to Qin An'an who was waiting, and she lost control of her excitement, "Here he comes! He actually stepped on the spot!"

Definitely coming for you! And he’s sitting in the front row! Oh my god!”

Qin Anan's heart tightened.

She took a few steps forward and looked towards the first row of the auditorium.

That white figure was like a ray of light, shining directly into her heart.

"Qin An'an! It's your turn soon! Don't make any mistakes! Let your husband see the other side of you that no one knows about you!" Li Xiaotian patted her shoulder and encouraged her.

Qin Anan was about to cry but had no tears: "Li Xiaotian, if you don't know how to use idioms, don't use them randomly."

...

"The next person to appear is Qin An'an, a beautiful senior sister from the art department. The program she brought to us is playing guitar and singing "Tim McGraw". Let us welcome her with warm applause!"
Chapter completed!