At that moment, a woman wearing a mask came out from behind a nearby stall. Looking in the direction Nangong Jue's car had left, she sneered, "Han Binglan, you were lucky last time, but next time... you won't be so lucky."

"Mengmeng." Yang Jinxuan, who had just parked his car, walked over. "Why are you standing here? Aren't you afraid of being recognized?"

"Don't worry, no one will recognize me like this. Besides, you're here, aren't you?" Yan Zimeng smiled. "You'll protect me, right?"

"Yes." Yang Jinxuan took her hand. "Let's go, didn't we want to buy goldfish?"

Yan Zimeng obediently followed Yang Jinxuan into the market.

Qian Meiqi, who was still on vacation, was eating when her phone rang. She picked it up and answered, "Brother, what's up?"

"Qian Meiqi, who did you tell that I'm stupid and rich?" Qian Haiyi was very annoyed. This was his own sister, otherwise he would have beaten her to death.

“I’ve told a lot of people this, otherwise, how are you going to find a partner? After all, you’re not good-looking, the only good thing about you is that you’re naive and rich.” Qian Meiqi said this with such self-righteousness, and even put on an attitude of “it’s for your own good”, “I feel like I’ve been worrying myself sick over you.”

"You..." Qian Haiyi took a deep breath, silently reminding himself that this was his own sister, "Among the people with the surname Han, who have you spoken to about this?"

"The one surnamed Han? That must be Sister Lan." Qian Meiqi took a sip of her drink. "I originally wanted to introduce Sister Lan to you, but she's my idol, I can't lie to her, I can only tell the truth. But even if you're rich and naive, she wouldn't even look at you..."

Qian Haiyi: ...

Someone, please take this little sister away; he doesn't want her anymore.

"But brother, why are you suddenly asking this?" Qian Meiqi suddenly realized something. "You didn't... go to Xiling City? Did you see Sister Lan? Isn't she beautiful?"

“Yes, I’ve come to Xiling.” Qian Haiyi didn’t hide anything. “Didn’t I tell you before? I met a netizen on a literary forum. She’s very talented, we had a great chat, and I even showed you her poems. Oh, and she’s also a very good painter. I came here today to see her…” As for that Sister Lan, he didn’t remember whether she was pretty or not, but she was too sarcastic. That kind of woman wasn’t his type.

"My dear brother, you actually had an online romance? Can you trust what people say online? What if it's a fifty-year-old woman..." Qian Meiqi exclaimed, "Besides, I said before, are you really sure those poems and paintings are hers?"

"Why isn't she hers? How could you think that? Let me tell you, she's beautiful and very nice," Qian Haiyi said irritably. "Anyway, she's prettier than you."

"Hehe." Qian Meiqi laughed. "Qian Haiyi, I have serious doubts about your taste, and what I doubt even more is your intelligence."

"you……"

"Let me tell you, with your IQ, you might get swindled out of your money and your body... Pshaw, you're not even that attractive. But, half of the Qian family's money belongs to me, so if you get swindled, you're not allowed to touch my half... Also, if you want to take things further, you'd better be careful with your precautions, just in case you catch some kind of weird disease..."

"Qian Meiqi!" Qian Haiyi was so angry his liver hurt, and he couldn't help but roar, "Shut up! I'll give you all the money in the Qian family, okay?"