“Let me just say, Nan Shu is the most suitable one. He is generous, smart and smart. He is very popular. But your fifth master is right. How many days are there until the end of the year?”
“Originally I planned to do it at the end of the year, but I was too busy at the end of the year. I just invested tens of millions recently. Although it is not a big amount of money, it is just an insignificant amount to me, but the market has not stabilized yet. I have no choice but to postpone it until the weather gets warmer next year.”
The old men and women who were basking in the warmth were so happy that they immediately started talking about other things.
Jiang Qin bared his teeth and smiled, thinking to himself, how powerful are other people’s children? Then he walked back to the opposite side, took Feng Nanshu’s delicate and smooth hand and walked into the community.
Damn it, damn it, you are the biggest scandal leader in Hongrong Homestead, creating public opinion in our community every day, and in the end I have to be the one to take the blame…
Feng Nanshu saw him bluffing and looked up at him with a guilty conscience: “Brother, what did they say? Tell your sister.”
“They asked me why I’m still not married at the end of the year. What do you want to say?”
“There is a mysterious scandal in our family, but I know that good friends can’t get married.”
“You know quite a bit, but I don’t know who spread this scandal. If I find out, I have to beat her ass.”
Feng Nanshu couldn’t help but rub her buttocks, and she became much more well-behaved instantly.
Jiang Qin spoke again: “I just saw news on the Internet that the country has issued a policy on good friends. Do you want to know?”
Feng Nanshu narrowed his eyes: “I’ll listen.”
“The country wants to issue a good friend certificate. Those who receive the good friend certificate must be good friends for life. They can never change or get married. Do you want it?”
“I do not want!”
Feng Nanshu’s cuteness disappeared in an instant, and she ran forward with teeth and claws, and ran to Building No. 7 in a familiar way.
Jiang Qin pursed his lips, thinking that you keep saying you are a good friend, but you, the little succubus, can’t even expose your tail anymore…
When he chased Feng Nanshu to Building No. 7, Aunt Li across the door was walking her grandson downstairs. The little kid was wearing crotchless pants. Although he was still shaky when he walked, he was able to have fun all over the floor, holding a hairpin in his hand. A frog, swaying around.
He is already over three years old, and now he is at his most naive age. He can call his parents and talk softly, and his smile is brighter than the sun.
This is the continuation of life.
Jiang Qin and Feng Nanshu stood nearby and looked at it stupidly for a long time. The more they looked at it, the more they felt sick.
No wonder my mother can’t stand it. Who can stand seeing this scene every day?
The key is that Jiang Qin feels that the grandson of Aunt Li’s family can only be regarded as average in terms of appearance and cuteness.
But if it were Yanzu and the good looks of the little rich woman, then… how much more lives would be lost.
“That kid’s wind-up frog, I had one when I was a kid.”