Because it’s a trade secret.
If this matter were made public, wouldn’t the earlier hype about advertising fees be revealed?
Everyone knows that Feng Nanshu is the recognized proprietress of 208. Using the proprietress’s milk tea shop to promote the boss’s advertising expenses is purely bragging.
Therefore, Chu Siqi didn’t think about who these two characters were, but she just felt that Kazuki and the two on the card were particularly special.
But it wasn’t until just now that the scene of Feng Nanshu and Jiang Qin walking side by side gave her a familiar feeling that she realized what the pattern on the milk tea card meant.
It turns out that Jiang Qin’s love has long been secretly dazzling to the point where everyone knows it.
And no one else can do this kind of romance, only he can.
What on earth…have I missed.
Chu Siqi’s face turned pale, and the huge hole in her heart became even more empty.
Brother Meng, can you break into the top 20 with monthly tickets?
After leaving the mall, there were vendors setting up stalls on both sides of the pedestrian street, including those selling incense, candles, fireworks, jujube cakes, and cooked food.
I can hear the shouts coming and going, and the strong smell of the New Year is everywhere.
Jiang Qin put the New Year’s goods he bought into the trunk. Before he left the parking lot, he received a call from Yang Shu’an, saying that he had brought half a lamb with him and was now in front of their house. He was very tired.
“I said no, your dad is really too polite.”
“Uncle, it’s Chinese New Year. My dad specially ordered the goods a month in advance. The best Yanchitan sheep will be half for each of our families.”
“Then just wait for me at the door for a while. I’ll be right back.”
Jiang Qin hung up the phone and looked at the little rich woman: “Do you want to go to my house?”
Feng Nanshu puffed up her pink cheeks instantly, and her beautiful eyes became bright: “Brother, let’s go.”
“I can tell you in advance that my house is small and there is nothing interesting.”
“Then I’ll just play for a while.”
Jiang Qin was amused by her serious expression. He stretched out his hand to fasten her seat belt, lit a fire and returned to Hongrong’s home.
My parents only take the holidays on New Year’s Eve, and there is no one at home now, otherwise Yang Shu’an would not be rejected, so there is no problem in bringing the little rich woman back.
Besides, what happened to someone?
What happened to my parents at home?