Chapter 5329 Guan Yan is a rose blooming in the wilderness
Qin Si's face turned pale, and his eyes were filled with bitterness; "I have no intention of breaking up..."
Qiao Nian interrupted him: "You are not suitable."
She said very directly: "I didn't think you were inappropriate before. I thought falling in love was a matter between two people and had nothing to do with other people. Now I realize that my previous thoughts were too selfish. Falling in love is a matter between two people. But to achieve a result, we need to win the approval of our family.”
She looked at Qin Si's face full of pain and said lightly: "Of course, what I say does not represent Guan Yan's thoughts. She has never thought about marrying you, and she doesn't care about the result. But having said that, she has no intention of marrying you. Being unable to afford it is two different things. People's feelings are not flowing water that can be supplied to you in a steady stream. You can't give her results, and you have to let her be discussed unnecessarily. I hope you can break up as soon as possible and don't waste her feelings. "
Qiao Nian rarely spoke to him so seriously. If it were any other matter, Qin Si would agree without hesitation.
It’s just about watching the inkstone.
He twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled bitterly: "I'm sorry, sister Qiao, I can't do it."
Qiao Nian looked at him, nodded after a few seconds, walked over and continued walking.
Ye Wangchuan lagged half a step behind, raised his hand and patted Qin Si's shoulder lightly, and then left the hotel.
Qin Si looked at the backs of the two people walking away, and his heart seemed to be torn into a ball of wool, and a thread was pulled out and stretched infinitely.
He clenched his fists, turned around with a messy look and walked back to drive. In the process, he took out his mobile phone and looked up Bao Jingxing's phone number.
“Bo Er, come out and drink.”
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Qiao Nian got into the car, still angry. She put on her seat belt with her eyes down expressionlessly, then took out her mobile phone and played a game with the screen horizontally.
Ignore people on the street, as if the man around you doesn't exist.
Gu San felt the unusual atmosphere, raised the car's partition, and drove honestly in front, reducing his sense of presence.
Qiao Nian rarely lost the game. He looked at the red OVER rising on the phone screen and lost interest in playing any more. She put her fingers on the edge of the phone, her face could not hide her irritability, her eyebrows were very low and sharp, and the corners of her lips were cold.
Ye Wangchuan reached out from the side to take away his mobile phone. When the girl looked over, an innocent look appeared on his handsome face.
"It's unfair, girlfriend, you can't do that. He is him, and I am me. He didn't handle it well, and I shouldn't be the one to take the blame."
“I didn’t blame you.” The girl looked away.
Ye Wangchuan observed her expression carefully, and raised his thin lips slightly: "Then you didn't say a word to me along the way. Doesn't it count as sitting together?"
Qiao Nian looked back at him, and the more she looked, the more she thought of Qin Si. Remembering the words that the Qin family had just laughed and chatted in the box, her heart seemed to be wrapped with a ball of wool, and nothing was going well.
Ye Wangchuan suddenly approached her, reached out to push away the broken hair from her forehead, smoothed her frown, and breathed softly on her face. He whispered: "Guan Yan is a mature person and she can make her own judgment. If Qin Si is not worthy, she will not sink in."
"I know." Qiao Nian's eyes were slightly cold: "I just don't like irrelevant people talking about others behind their backs."
Guan Yan should not be compared with anyone else.
“Guan Yan is Guan Yan.”
Guanyan is not a greenhouse flower grown in the conventional sense. It does not mean that Guanyan is not good enough. It is a rose grown in an illegal area.
Violent, hot, gorgeous and dazzling.
If Qin Si and Guan Yan can't get together, it's not because the rose has thorns. It's because the person who wanted to pick the rose mistakenly misunderstood the place where the rose should live.