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Chapter 978

"Good news? If you don't torture me to death, it's good news." Fu Yechen teased with a sneer.

Qin Anan was silent for a few seconds, and then used the provocation method: "That's all you have? If your uncle asked you out, wouldn't you be scared to death?"

Fu Yechen: "Qin An'an! Why are you chasing me and scolding me? I already have nothing, why are you looking for me? I don't want to hear about you and my uncle, and I don't care. You guys are going to get married someday.

It has nothing to do with me! My uncle will never invite me!"

Qin Anan waited for him to finish and said calmly: "Your uncle and I are indeed getting married. I have the final say whether to invite you or not. Your uncle listens to me."

Fu Yechen was stunned.

"Fu Yechen, come out and meet me! I have something to say to you face to face." In order to get him to come out, Qin Anan used Fu Shiting as bait, "Actually, your uncle is not that heartless. After you come out, we can have a good chat.

chat."

Fu Yechen relaxed and agreed to meet.

About forty minutes later, the two met in a coffee shop.

After sitting down by the window, Qin Anan ordered a latte.

"Qin An'an, are you really going to marry my uncle?" Fu Yechen stared at her face and asked.

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"What can I do to lie to you about this kind of thing?" Qin An'an said, "You and your father sold your old house. Where do you live now? If you want to come to our wedding, I will have someone send you an invitation.

."

Fu Yechen was a little flattered: "Did you really invite me?"

"Otherwise? You and your father came to the wedding banquet together. With just two mouths and two meals, can you destroy Fu Shiting?" Qin Anan asked, "Where are you living now?"

"We are renting a house now and haven't chosen a new house yet. My dad wants to leave here, but I don't agree. So I'm still having conflicts about this matter." Fu Yechen felt a little depressed when talking about this matter, "I admit

It was me who was unfilial and harmed my father. I want to be nicer to him in the future."

"It's good that you have such a heart." Qin Anan's eyes were unknowingly fixed on his hair, "By the way, what are your plans for the future? Career-wise."

"I want to start a business and open my own company." Fu Yechen said bitterly, "I have never worked before, and I can't stand the anger. It is impossible for me to work for others in my life."

"Oh." Qin Anan expected this answer.

Fu Yechen was a young master who was born with a golden key. In addition, the elders in his family doted on him since he was a child, which made him unable to endure hardships.

Although Fu Shiting is also a young master, because of Yin Yin's incident, his and Fu Yechen's living environment and mental journey are completely different.

"You said my uncle doesn't hate me that much, is that true?" Fu Yechen regretted it every day and wanted to go back and hug his uncle's lap.

At this time, the waiter came over with two cups of coffee.

After Qin Anan took a sip of coffee, he looked at Fu Yechen's hair again: "Why do you have gray hair?"

He was stunned for a moment: "No way?"

Qin Anan immediately stood up and walked to him, "Don't move, I will pull it out for you. Otherwise, it will grow more and more. You haven't got a family yet. If you are worried and your hair is full of white hair, I'm afraid it won't be good in the future.

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After she finished speaking, she quickly and neatly pulled out a few hairs on his head.

"Ah! Ah!" Fu Yechen hugged his head and screamed in pain, "Qin An'an! What are you doing?! You didn't pull out one stick, did you pull out a handful?! Why does it hurt so much!"

While Qin Anan felt the strange looks coming from around him, he quickly put his hair into the prepared small bag.

At the same time, she cursed in her heart: Fu Yechen just can't do it! When she pulled out Fu Shiting's hair, Fu Shiting didn't say a word!

She dared to say that if she were to pull out other adults' hair, even if it was just a handful, they would never yell like Fu Yechen.

"I didn't say you only have one white hair." Qin Anan returned to his seat and sat down.
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