Lin Qingli had also finished her training and had just come out of the training room. When she saw Jiang Xiachu and Qin Ningqian, she quickly waved to them.
She skipped all the way to Jiang Xiachu's side, and noticed that the two of them had slightly gloomy faces, and instantly curled her lips.
She leaned close to Jiang Xiachu's ear and asked curiously, "Xiachu, Qianqian, what are the expressions on your faces? What happened?"
Jiang Xiachu frowned and sighed helplessly: "Nothing, it's just that when we were analyzing the dance today, I heard everyone talking about some family matters, and I felt very emotional."
Hearing her say this, Lin Qingli became even more confused.
"What is it?"
Jiang Xiachu shrugged and said, "There are too many families that value sons over daughters. They treat daughters as money-losing goods, marrying them off in exchange for gifts and saving money for their sons to marry wives. Some even go so far as to marry their daughters to old men just for money."
When Lin Qingli heard this, her eyes widened instantly, and she looked stunned: "So cruel? That's my own daughter. Isn't this pushing my own daughter into the fire pit? This kind of person must be punished by God!"
She originally thought that Jiang Hongyan was a very bad mother, but she didn't expect that there were so many bad parents who treated their own flesh and blood like this.
Jiang Xiachu nodded, "Who said it wasn't true? Only a fool would do such a wicked thing, to actually find a husband for her daughter who is about the same age as herself."
Lin Qingli felt a chill when she thought of that scene. She shook off the goose bumps on her body and suddenly felt extremely fortunate.
She lived a pretty happy life. At least her mother loved her very much and was always very good to her.
She took Jiang Xiachu's hand and pulled her forward. She said, "Pah," and said coldly, "What a disaster for the little girls! If they hadn't been admitted to the art troupe through their own efforts, who knows what hard life they would have to live!"
"This kind of parents should be exterminated immediately!"
Lin Qingli's last sentence made both of them laugh, and Qin Ningqian's expression also looked better.
"Go and take a rest first."
The three of them were walking forward while chatting, when suddenly a familiar figure appeared in their sight.
Jiang Xiachu looked up at the back of the man in the middle. After staring at him for a long time, he couldn't help but frowned, with some displeasure in his eyes.
She recognized the man as soon as he appeared.
He was the man who had bewitched Lin Qingli. Qin Ningqian had mentioned his name, Shen Nanxing.
He is not a man who is content with what he has. He likes to hang out with women.
She always felt that Ana Shen had been walking ahead of them intentionally or unintentionally, and from time to time he would put his hands in his trouser pockets.
Watching his actions, Jiang Xiachu's mind was filled with only one word - pretending.
She turned her head and glanced at Lin Qingli. She was happily chatting with Qin Ningqian and didn't notice who the man in front of her was. Her attention was not focused on that.
"I'm a little hungry, let's go quickly." Jiang Xiachu glanced at Lin Qingli and urged softly.
Hearing this, Lin Qingli also touched his stomach and said, "Now that you mention it, I feel a little hungry too. Let's go!"
As soon as the voice fell, the three girls walked side by side, striding forward, passing directly by Ana Shen, without hesitation, without even a glance, and their steps were extremely resolute.
Ana Shen was walking forward leisurely with his hands in his pockets, and then he saw three figures walking past quickly.
"……?"
He frowned and paused for a moment, his face full of disbelief.
Logically speaking, the chubby girl should have been unable to walk when she saw him, so why didn't she even look at him for a second today?
Something is wrong.
Could it be that she doesn't like him anymore?
Shen Nanxing's self-esteem was severely frustrated. He pursed his lips and deliberately coughed a few times, his voice was particularly deliberate: "Cough cough cough——"
Unfortunately, Lin Qingli was chatting with Jiang Xiachu at the moment, and she had never spoken to Shen Nanxing, so she couldn't tell who the man's voice behind her was.
Seeing that this trick was useless, Shen Nanxing's face became even darker, he clenched his fists, strode forward, pretending to be casual and rushed in front of the three people again, and then slowly slowed down his pace.
Jiang Xiachu looked at him who suddenly appeared again and pulled the corners of his lips speechlessly.
Why is this person spreading his feathers like a peacock courting a mate? Isn't his purpose too obvious?
He would wander in front of their faces again and again, constantly making his presence felt.
Qin Ningqian also noticed something was wrong. He turned to look at Jiang Xiachu and sighed helplessly.
Jiang Xiachu pulled the two of them and was about to walk aside.
“Bang—”
Ana Shen noticed from the corner of his eye that the three people were about to bypass him again, his brows furrowed, he hurriedly fumbled in his pocket, and deliberately dropped a brooch.
The sound of the metal brooch falling to the ground was particularly crisp, and it immediately attracted the attention of Lin Qingli who was standing nearby. She turned her head following the sound, noticed the exquisite brooch, and subconsciously bent down to pick it up.
She was bending over and just reaching out her hand when suddenly, another large hand with distinct joints appeared in front of her.
Accidentally touching the man's fingertips, Lin Qingli subconsciously raised her eyes, and after meeting the man's eyes, her face turned red in an instant.
Why is it him?
Lin Qingli's cheeks were burning, her hands were frozen in mid-air, clutching the brooch, and she stood up somewhat at a loss.
Seeing this, Ana Shen also stood up, curved his eyes, and looked at her with the corners of his lips raised.
He has deep eyebrows and a smile in the corners of his eyes. His hair is blown by the wind, making him look particularly lazy and casual.
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