Linghu Lan raised her head and saw the eyes of the crowd gleaming with gossip behind countless transparent glass panes.

She took the flowers and playfully pinched Sang Qin's nose.

Well done!

I love how you make your sister look good.

Sang Qin glanced at her actions with amusement, his heart filled with joy.

"Ahem! You've done a great job with your homework. What should we do next?"

Sang Qin thought for a moment, "Hold hands, have dinner, watch a movie?"

"Then, shall we set off?"

"good!"

The two walked out the door hand in hand, disappearing from the gossipy gaze of the crowd.

The entire office quickly erupted into chaos.

There are two reasons for the explosion.

It's such a waste that such a handsome young man is actually An Su's boyfriend.

Another one is that Ansu verbally battled several older women, verbally tearing them to shreds. How could someone like that have a boyfriend?

This is absolutely outrageous!

He Jinnian stubbornly refused to look at the gossip downstairs, but news about An Su still gradually reached his ears.

Compared to his miserable life, Ansu seems to have always been at the pinnacle of success.

This is absolutely infuriating.

The feeling can be summed up in one sentence: He endured hardship, yet remained an ordinary person. He had seen countless paths to success, until one day he met someone born in Rome…

Being born into the right family is truly a skill; he lost from the moment he was born.

He Jinnian looked gloomy, and everyone else was in a bad mood as well; an eerie atmosphere permeated the entire office.

Old Ma could see right through He Jinnian's thoughts. It wasn't easy to climb up from the bottom, and he believed in inspirational stories and motivational platitudes.

However, believing too much is superstition.

Such thinking is unacceptable.

The most basic principle of self-respect is to accept your past and acknowledge that not every second-generation rich kid is a spoiled brat. Only by maintaining a calm and down-to-earth attitude in life and work can one achieve self-respect and self-confidence.

If the second generation are all spoiled brats, where does the phrase "wealthy and skilled in business" come from?

Lu Youyu glanced at He Jinnian, whose brows were furrowed, and stood up resolutely, saying firmly, "Captain He, after get off work, could you accompany me to the crime scene again? The autopsy has yielded some new clues, and I'd like to verify them further."

He Jinnian sensed Lu Youyu's goodwill and quickly replied, "Okay!"

Their eyes met, and Lu Youyu suddenly felt a revolutionary friendship.

She nodded, suppressing her excitement, and sat down in her seat.

I couldn't help but glance at He Jinnian's profile. The captain really is a tough guy!

...

Linghu Lan and Sang Qin walked hand in hand.

With the beads that Sang Qin gave her last time, Linghu Lan no longer has to worry about getting her face covered in scorching heat.

It's so refreshing and cool, it cools you right to the core.

"You used to be a novice Taoist priest at Yanlai Mountain?"

Sang Qin looked a little embarrassed and nodded. "Yeah, you looked at the news?"

"I saw on the news today and casually searched it up. How did you end up becoming a Taoist priest in the mountains?"

Sang Qin was silent for three seconds, then said, "I was tricked into getting this position!"

"..." Hmm? ? Linghu Lan's gossip spirit was burning brightly, as if it were a story that couldn't be described in ten thousand words.

"Tell me about it?"

Do you want some ice cream?

Linghu Lan: "..."

Come here, let me tell you, it's really awkward to force the topic to change like this!

Next time, you can kiss your sister until she's dizzy, then change the subject.

Sang Qin felt a little embarrassed, and under Linghu Lan's calm gaze, two blushes crept onto her face.

He quickly joined the queue to buy ice cream...

Linghu Lan stroked her chin, and after some quick calculations, she realized there must be a huge hidden story behind this matter.