"What? Qimo, you married a waste man who specializes in soft food? Isn't that incredible?"
"It's an exaggeration. How could this happen? It's a pity. Qi Mo, as the school flower of Dijing University and the idol of the whole school, unexpectedly came to this end..."
"Hey, Qimo, what do you think? When you went to college, you pursued your young handsome young man. That may be a long line. How did you choose a waste man to marry after graduation?"
With the news revealed by Ning Xiaoqing, the students present were surprised and talked about it one after another.
Some girls are schadenfreude and look sarcastic, while most boys feel that flowers are inserted in cow dung. They once had unrealistic fantasies about school flowers.
Almost no one doubts the truth of what Ning Xiaoqing said, because where is Ning Xiaoqing's noble identity? What he said must be true.
"No, Xiaoqing, the news you heard is different from the real Lin Yin." Zhang Qimo explained, "Lin Yin is not as unbearable as the rumors outside. He is capable."
Ning Xiaoqing couldn't deny it, smiled and said, "Qimo, you won't defend anymore. Everyone knows. I heard it from a business partner in Qingyun city. I heard it from him. Everyone in Qingyun City, even if they don't know Lin Yin, has heard of Zhang's waste son-in-law. Can it be false?"
With that, Ning Xiaoqing smiled proudly again.
What about Zhang Qimo, even if he is a school flower? Finally, I married a loser.
"Of course, Qimo, don't feel humiliated. We also consider this kind of thing for you. I advise you not to let some waste men drag you down." Ning Xiaoqing said with kindness.
"Yes, Qimo, if you don't like that kind of waste, just kick it."
"There's no need to hide it. People won't make fun of you."
All the people present agreed with Ning Xiaoqing.
As soon as the rhythm of this topic was brought up by Ning Xiaoqing, all the people present kept talking, and their eyes looked at Zhang Qimo with pondering.
They also don't understand that Zhang Qimo has so many choices. How can he finally marry a waste son-in-law called Lin Yin?
Once there were so many heroes from famous families in Dijing University, but they were so high and cold that they came to this end.
I'm afraid I'm not out of my mind?
"Qimo, I don't believe you will make this choice by yourself. Choose the waste called Lin Yin. If there is any difficulty, say that we will help whatever we can." a young boy said positively, "it's said that you are still a member of a small local family in a small county like your hometown. That small family is full of feudal ideas. Won't you be cheated by the family?"
"No, it's not like that." Zhang Qimo quickly explained, "Xiaoqing, and everyone, don't think too much. There aren't so many twists and turns."
"Qimo, is it difficult, or did you choose such a waste man?" Ning Xiaoqing pretended to be surprised and said.
"Gee, your eyesight is too bad!" Ning Xiaoqing said thoughtfully.
"Hey, years are really a pig killing knife. The goddess of school flowers in those years, unexpectedly..."
The people present were filled with emotion and felt that it was too worthless. How could this be the school flower of Imperial University?
Not to mention that in those days, even now, Zhang Qimo is still a natural beauty, which is completely a dusty posture.
But it was possessed by some waste. It's almost unreasonable!
"This... Really, Lin Yin is not as unbearable as the rumor!" Zhang Qimo doesn't know how to explain. Ning Xiaoqing doesn't let go of this topic, which really makes her blush and can't refute.
She has seen Lin Yin's ability, and she is not the kind of person rumored by the outside world.
"Well, Qimo, I don't understand why you always help a waste man to explain. What's good about that kind of waste? Even waste, and go out to eat soft food. Tell me, what kind of life did you live in Donghai province?" Ning Xiaoqing shook her head and sighed, looking very concerned about Zhang Qimo.
"Really, oh, the more I listen, the more angry I am. Qimo, how can you marry that shameless waste man! It really broke the hearts of our old classmates!"
"Well, Qimo, don't think everyone is stupid. What else do you say? Lin Yin met friends in Dijing and helped you settle the jewelry business? Do you want to open a jewelry group in Dijing? Is it when everyone has never seen the world in Dijing? Open a jewelry group in Dijing, say less than several hundred million? Unless it's a leather bag company." Ning Xiaoqing said with a look of understanding, He shook his wrist and was very proud.
"Besides, Qi Mo, if Lin Yin is really capable, will he be the door-to-door son-in-law?"
Zhang Qimo's face was very embarrassed, and he could hardly refute what Ning Xiaoqing said.
Looking at Zhang Qimo's uncomfortable and oppressive appearance, Ning Xiaoqing should not be too happy. At the moment, her heart is full of superiority.
When she was in college, Ning Xiaoqing felt that her aura had been robbed by Zhang Qimo. So many people said that Zhang Qimo was the goddess of school flowers and the best.
But a few years after graduation, looking back?
She Ning Xiaoqing is the favored son of heaven. The daughter of the door valve of emperor Jing Ning is praised by countless people everywhere. Zhang Qimo, who lives in the countryside of Donghai Province, also married a waste son-in-law, came to Dijing to do business. When he met himself, he was much shorter!
"Qimo, since you say your husband is very capable, let's call him now and let our old classmates know who is the man who can take our school flowers!" Ning Xiaoqing said with a thoughtful expression.
In her opinion, Zhang Qimo, the school flower, has become a joke.
"It's not very good. Lin Yin is busy and doesn't know everyone very well." Zhang Qimo refused and didn't want to disturb Lin Yin's work because of these things.
"What's so busy?" a young girl said, "Qimo, don't you even give Xiaoqing face? What's talking about business? If so, let him come quickly. It's better to find Xiaoqing than to talk about business with anyone. Xiaoqing's energy in Dijing, in a word, what business can't be done?"
"Yes, Qimo, we are all curious about the legendary waste son-in-law. What qualifications can we marry a big school flower?" a young boy echoed.