Fortunately, Han Xueqian answered the phone quickly.
"Qian, I'm sorry," Qian Haiyi sighed. "I know I've been kicked out of my family and I'm not good enough for you anymore. If you..."
"Haiyi, no need to apologize. I was just feeling down." Han Xueqian quickly sniffed. "Come back, let's live a good life together."
"You're not angry with me anymore?"
"Don't even mention couples, even married couples argue." Han Xueqian said, feeling wronged. "Even if I were to forgive you, you'd have to take the initiative to give me a way out, wouldn't you? I'm a girl, after all. Can't I throw a tantrum after being wronged?"
"I know you should be angry, but as long as you forgive me, that's enough." Qian Haiyi smiled, knowing he hadn't chosen the wrong person.
Next, Qian Haiyi mustered up his courage again and went to look for a job. He didn't want to be picky anymore; he would do anything as long as he could earn money. In the end, he found a job with a pretty good salary: a public relations manager at a company, with a base salary of over 10,000 yuan and commission.
I went there excitedly that day, only to find out that the so-called public relations manager was actually a male escort at the club.
Moreover, as soon as he arrived at that place, he encountered Zhao Jinxiu and her colleagues investigating a murder case. They were almost discovered, so he turned around and ran away.
Although I continued to run around, I never got a job. Sometimes things would go well on the phone, but after the interview I would be told to wait for news, and then I would never hear back.
As a result, the confidence that had been regained was destroyed once again.
Zhao Xinyue was on the phone with Qian Meiqi: "Daughter, is it really okay for us to treat your brother like that?"
“Mom, Han Guosheng is after the power of our Uncle Qian’s family.” Qian Meiqi spoke bluntly. “If Han Xueqian really marries into the family, let me tell you, sooner or later we will all be ruined along with Han Guosheng.”
"Is it really that serious?"
“If you don’t believe me, then stick with it…” Qian Meiqi paused for a moment, “...six months.”
"You can tell in just six months?"
"More or less." Qian Meiqi nodded. She had heard Le Yao say that she would be able to get her shares back in the company in January next year. At that time, the Shengli Group would no longer belong to Han Guosheng. At that time, she would probably be anxious, and when she was anxious, she would do a lot of crazy things.
"Alright," Zhao Xinyue nodded, "but you have to be careful, don't let anything really happen to your brother."
"Don't worry, aren't you all counting on him to carry on the family line?"
"You brat, how can you talk like that? Can't you carry on the family line?" Zhao Xinyue was amused by her daughter's words.
“Those old folks in the Qian family… the old folks don’t think that way.” Qian Meiqi rolled her eyes as she held up the phone. “So, you can’t let them know about this.”
"Don't worry." Zhao Xinyue chuckled. "If your brother were half as sensible as you, I wouldn't have any worries."
"You know my brother has been a bit dim-witted since he was a child. It's only because our family is rich and powerful that he's never found a wife.
Zhao Xinyue: ...
Although my daughter has a point, it's easy to say the truth but hard to hear, okay? She came from my belly too, isn't this insulting her as her mother?
Qian Haiyi, who was looking at the job posting, sneezed violently and quickly rubbed his nose, guessing that his sister was scolding him again.
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