Cao Xinyue couldn’t help but “hissed”, thinking that he didn’t know yet. He knew better than anyone that you liked him and had a fucking secret crush on the genius.
“Sister Nanshu, are you still friends with him?”
The little rich woman nodded: “But I found that I am a bit disloyal.”
Hong Yan was silent for a moment: “He always talks to you about friends, don’t you feel scared? What if he really doesn’t like you, and in the end you try your best to fall in love with him, only to be left sad?”
The little rich woman was dumbfounded for a while: “I…I never thought of this.”
“Think about it now?”
“Then I don’t know what to do. I only like him, and I can’t like anyone else…”
Feng Nanshu pursed his lips, frowned, and his head was empty.
Hong Yan has a very high emotional intelligence, and since she is facing the same person, she can probably understand the meaning of Feng Nanshu’s words.
The rational ending is because you believe that if you don’t like him, you can still meet the next one, and there will be other choices.
But in Feng Nanshu’s heart, it seemed that she had never considered the so-called other choices, nor did she believe that she would like anyone other than Jiang Qin.
In other words, liking Jiang Qin is her choice, but for Feng Nanshu, liking Jiang Qin is everything to her.
At this moment, Jiang Qin, who answered the phone, returned to the box: “What are you talking about? Why are you so stupid?”
“Talk about how delicious the dumplings are.”
Feng Nanshu picked up a dumpling and marinated it accurately in the vinegar dish.
Jiang Qin: “?”
It was only eight o’clock after dinner. Because the rain stopped, there were more people on the pedestrian street. The neon lights at the door were flashing, and the wind was full of fireworks.
Cao Xinyue hadn’t been back to Linchuan for a long time, and the four of them accompanied her for a walk on the pedestrian street again, and they didn’t part ways until the night got darker.
“I have fantasized about the days with Jiang Qin many times.”
“Group buying war, takeout war, every time I see these news, I feel that I can help him. Senior sister, you know, my family is engaged in import and export trade. If I have a boyfriend like this, my dad will definitely be happy too. .”
Hong Yan watched the pink color fade away in the night and couldn’t help but speak softly.
Cao Xinyue pursed her lips: “Maybe he just wants to find someone who will make him happy riding an electric bike with him?”
“Jiang Qin’s ideas are not so childish, right? He is the most mature man I have ever seen.”
“Never think you know a man well.”