The national school idol is a girl

An Yinghou just thought of this.

The phone in my hand rang.

The caller ID was that boy from her house who never answered her calls.

An’s own adopted son is too familiar with her son’s routines.

He didn't act particularly hasty right from the start.

Instead, prepare to ask him slowly: "What are you going to do?"

"Ms. An, I don't understand what you are saying." Qin Mo looked through the car window, his eyes focused on the light not far away, and the figures were scorching.

Just one sentence.

The graceful An Yinghou fiddled with her shawl and said, "Don't pretend to be confused. Your grandpa told me that someone came to socialize, and you agreed."

Qin Mo was careless, calculating the time when someone would come back: "Yeah."

Does anyone have a son like this?

Just one word?

Queen An really wants to call her husband.

Qin Mo seemed to have guessed his mother's thoughts: "Before you complain to my father, you can first ask grandpa which family the friendship is with."

"Why didn't I ask? They said they were descendants of the Yan Kingdom who left the United Kingdom a long time ago and have ancient aristocratic blood from the United Kingdom." The more An Yingqueen spoke, the more she thought: "You capitalists, for the sake of profit, Will socialize.”

Qin Mo knew that his mother was putting her resentment against his father on him again: "You didn't investigate carefully. You can ask grandpa more and you will know why I agreed."

An Yinghou narrowed her eyes, and as smart as she was, she immediately changed the subject: "Why is your household registration not as thin as yours at home?"

"I'm giving this to your little boy." Qin Mo said this even more casually.

An Yinghou thought for a moment and got to the point: "What does the gift of your household registration book have to do with the friendship?"

"Your little boy needs some prompting before he makes some moves." Qin Mo did not deny it, but revealed a little more information.

The more An Yinghou listened, the more she felt that there was a trap in it: "Are you doing routine nine again?"

"Ms. An, pay attention to your wording. We are in love." Qin Mo looked out the car window and tapped his slender fingers on the steering wheel: "Okay, she will be back soon. Regarding the friendship, you can Ask again. Also, Ms. An, I don’t mind if you follow your little boy. Don’t be too ostentatious. For example, don’t show up at the gift-giving activities organized by you. You also know your influence. Just show up. If so, the attention is too high.”

An Yinghou was dissatisfied when she heard this: "It seems like I am troubling you, but I am just trying to increase the popularity of my little male god."

"In the future, Qin will come up with more sales directions for fans of aunties like you, and you can invest your money in your little male god." Qin Mo said Feng Qingyundan.

An Yinghou turned her head and looked at the manager standing next to her: "You, Mr. Qin, can even make me, a mother, earn money!"

"Goddess, media, media..." The manager was also sweating when he heard this. He has never seen anyone with more personality than their Mr. Qin!

Qin Mo returned to the original topic: "Don't call me again. It's better not to let her know about this kind of thing. I'm still waiting for her to marry your son home."

Queen An:...

The agent didn't know what to say anymore.

He just wants to cover his face now.

I really didn't expect Mr. Qin to be such a person.

However, after An Yinghou hung up the phone, she was very happy. When the corners of her mouth curled up, she looked extremely charming and said, "My ice boy finally got the idea. It turns out this is what happened."

Did the agent say something? He wants to say that after An Ying, please wait a moment. Didn't you just hear what Mr. Qin said about waiting for the other party to marry him home?

To put it simply, it means getting married.

The only heir to the Qin family.

Followed by countless fans.

The hottest, most commercially valuable, most profitable, and the nicest Qin Shen!

He wants to get married?

Get married! ?

The agent felt that he should be quiet.

Really, in the days to come.

Mr. Qin is already married.

Then who is in charge of the Qin family?

There are also business circles, the Internet, the media...

Brokers can almost expect such news to come out.

What kind of explosion consequences will it cause?

He still wanted to ask Mr. Qin, how did you say "to be married" so naturally.

From what An Yinghou meant, it was still a trap set by him.

Shameless, really shameless!

This sentence, as a smart top sports car, Xiao Hei also wants to say.

The big devil answered the call and listened to it the whole time.

No wonder the owner is given a household registration booklet.

It turned out to be premeditated.

Its owner actually thought the other party was shy!

Xiao Hei really...really doesn't know what to say!

The most terrifying thing is that this big devil can even see through Che's thoughts.

The first thing I said after I put the phone down was: "It looks like I need to clear your data just now."

Xiao Hei watched the slender fingers start to click on the screen, and couldn't help but hugged his chubby self: "With how loyal I am to the master, I won't say anything unless the master asks!"

"Oh?" Qin Mo raised his eyebrows: "That's really loyal. Just don't say it, she's here."

Xiao Hei shut up immediately.

As soon as Bo Jiu stepped into the car, he felt that the atmosphere inside was a bit strange.

But soon, she was tempted by the master's next move.

His fingers touched her face, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth. It seemed that the great god had never smiled so tenderly.

"Is it cold?" Qin Mo was really trying to warm her face.

How could Bo Jiu be so arrogant? He took off half of his mask, and his handsome face was revealed: "It's not cold. I'm cold. Don't hug me."

"The colder it gets, the more I want to hug her." After Qin Mo finished speaking, he touched her head.

At this moment, Bo Jiu completely forgot about the strange atmosphere.

In addition, Qin Mo did not drive immediately, but opened a burger and fed her while letting her drink a Coke.

From time to time, he would also chuckle.

In that faint smile, even the moonlight outside was eclipsed.

Xiao Hei watched helplessly as his master followed the opponent's beauty trap and never returned, and the screen jumped twice.

It has premonitions.

It will always be like this in the days to come.

Xiao Hei found out.

The big devil is really a first-rate person in fighting for favors!

He not only did what it was meant to do.

Another point is that whatever the owner likes, he will get it.

otherwise.

How could its owner think that he was shy until now?

Just now, for example, his owner came over to kiss him.

He directly blocked his owner's mouth with chicken wings, then smiled and landed on his owner's forehead: "Eat well."

The little goblin who is playing hard to get!

No wonder, no wonder its owner is so smart and fell into his hands.

This big devil level... Xiao Hei hasn't finished complaining yet.

I saw the man glance at the rear mirror again.

Simply terrible!

Seeing that Che was being honest, Qin Mo looked back and wiped the corner of someone's mouth with a tissue. It seemed that someone from his family was the most pleasing to the eye.

Bo Jiu had no idea that he had achieved the master's point without doing anything.

Being kissed again was so delicious.

There is one more thing to be happy about.

When she was buying a burger just now, she received a message.

The message was sent to her by the housekeeper's grandfather.

The content is very simple, with only one sentence; "Everything has been prepared, and I am now settling down to propose marriage."

Propose marriage?

Bo Jiu found that she particularly liked hearing these two words.

Well, after the housekeeper's side is over, her side can start.

Qin Mo didn't know what she was laughing at, there was obviously bad intention in the corner of her mouth.

On the other hand, the housekeeper's grandfather's side was quite formal.

A tuxedo is a must, as well as the most sincere cooperation he brings.

As we all know, Mr. An never meets people casually.

The An family is different from the Qin family in that all their business is abroad and they have been doing business for a long time.

People often say that wealth cannot last more than three generations, but this has never happened in Anjia.

Now that she is here with Movie Queen An, she wants to enter the entertainment industry, but Mr. An has never stopped her.

But it was only because of that boy from the Qin family that Mr. An relaxed.

After all, that person said that no matter what, someone would inherit Anjia's property.

To say this is really done.

Especially his grandson, who has been outstanding since childhood.

Many people want to make friends, and the most popular among them are some celebrities.

Whether domestic or foreign.

But Mr. An knows better than anyone.

There is always someone hidden in that kid's heart.

It was also because of that person's presence that Mr. An never asked about his grandson's life-long affairs.

Because he knew better than anyone how long his little grandson had been waiting outside the next door with the amulet when he moved back from abroad.

To be honest, it was the first time he saw his grandson vulnerable.

His mother is also worried that her grandson does not want to return to China.

In fact, he didn't just want to go back to China.

But his little friend suddenly disappeared.

That was also the first time he heard his grandson ask a very innocent question.

My grandson was really young at that time.

No matter how green her figure is, it only reaches his waist. She raised her delicate face and said, "Grandpa, do you think she will come back?"

Mr. An has dominated the business world for many years. He knew at a glance that the house next door would never come back. Everything had been moved away, and it was as if he had never lived here before.

To cut off contact so suddenly.

Something must have happened.

Mr. An knew it well.

But she still told a little lie to her equally rational grandson: "Yes, she likes you so much, she will definitely come back."

"But I had a fight with her." The little grandson stood like a little prince in the moonlight, still wearing the little suit. When he curled his lips, his eyes were a little red: "She is so stupid, she doesn't even know what to do at night. Quilt, always likes to jump over walls, doesn’t care about anything when playing games, and doesn’t know how to roll up his sleeves when brushing his teeth..."

At that moment, Mr. An understood.

The kid next door.

What does it mean to his grandson?

His grandson was very indifferent to everyone, and due to his personality, he didn't like to talk since he was a child.

But he said so much in one breath.

With every word he spoke, the emotion in his eyes became more intense.

Mr. An couldn't bear it, but the Bo family had a special status and couldn't control many things.

Originally at the beginning.

They all think that children may forget it after a month.

But seeing his grandson who didn't even want to eat, Mr. An was really worried.

It was impossible to contact the Bo family, so they simply returned to the country with their grandson.

What he thought was that leaving that place with memories would be better for his grandson.

still have not.

At that time, my grandson seemed to have been completely coated with something.

He became normal.

It may be obvious that the gap between you and your peers is getting wider and wider.

He was rarely seen smiling again.

His personality is becoming more and more indifferent, and even his little willfulness is gone.

Mr. An felt guilty about this.

If he hadn't taken his grandson abroad, this situation would not have happened.

In this way, one year has passed and two years have passed.

Mr. An thought that time was enough.

Even when someone comes to make friends, look to see if there are any cute children of the same age.

In this way, maybe my grandson will be fine.

But soon, he also discovered that no matter how cute the children who came were.

The grandchildren are all the same.

He didn't have those people in his eyes.

Except for those two or three of his good buddies.

When the little girl came, he wouldn't even raise his eyes.

It’s not like there weren’t tomboys who loved to climb over the wall at that time.

Girls raised in military compounds are more or less tougher than those outside.

But his grandson remained indifferent.

Perhaps he thought he was indifferent.

Mr. An clearly remembers what his grandson said before going to bed that day: "Grandpa, don't worry, she has never climbed over the wall like this. I worry about her falling off the wall every time, but she doesn't worry about it herself. She won’t look at anyone with her eyes. You said she likes me so much and will definitely come back. I’m still waiting.”

Mr. An never thought that such a sentence would come out of the mouth of a boy less than ten years old.

He stayed up all night.

After waking up the next day, while having breakfast, he treated his grandson like an adult.

Because Mr. An knows that his grandson, who has an incredible IQ and EQ, can no longer be treated like a child.

"Mo'er, many things are complicated. Sometimes our wishes may not come true. You and Jiu are too young. If she doesn't come back, you can't wait forever?"

He raised his head from the dining table, his small face was not sharp yet, but he had a vague look of a man: "If she doesn't come back, I will look for her. It's not a big deal. If you can't find her in one year, I will look for two years. Two years." If I can't find it every year, I will look for it for three years. As time goes by, I will always find it. If I really can't find it, I will stand in the most dazzling place and let her see it. She can never find the Yanguo characters I taught her. Just eat."

Mr. An didn't say what to do if she forgets you.

But what happened next was beyond his imagination.

It's not that she forgot about him.

But his grandson had forgotten the person he had been looking for.

Every time Mr. An thinks about this, he feels uncomfortable.

There is no way not to feel uncomfortable.

Forget about people you like so much.

What his grandson would feel like.

This thought made him sleepless for a while.

Now.

He actually saw a certain sign again.

And that face that was familiar to him...

Fourth update, Ann, is the monthly ticket coming?