Happy Flash Marriage/C19 Big Sister
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C19 Big Sister

After sizing up Qiao Qianchu from head to toe, the woman nodded her head. Her wrinkled brows relaxed slightly, but when she spoke to Mu Nanyan, her tone carried some anger. "You don't even need to tell me that you're married? "Is it possible that my sister has to learn about my brother's marriage from others?"

Elder sister?

Noticing that she had lost her composure, the woman resentfully glared at Mu Nanyan. Then she turned to Qiao Qianchu and said, "I'm sorry, but Nan Yan might not have introduced me to you." My name is Xie Xitian. I'm Mu Nanyan's sister. "

Qiao Qianchu immediately smiled and shook hands with Xie Xitian generously. "My name is Qiao Qianchu, I should be the one apologizing. Because the decision was so sudden, I didn't have the time to visit you guys one by one." Warm up, Qiao Qianchu lowered her head. It turned out to be Mu Nanyan who had secretly squeezed her fingers.

Mu Nanyan's face remained expressionless, but the softness in her eyes allowed Qiao Qianchu to calm down.

"Alright, Xitian. I was in the wrong not to inform you. Qianqian and I will treat you to a meal some other day to apologize to you."

Xie Xitian shot Mu Nanyan a a glance before turning to Qiao Qianchu and saying gently, "From now on, call me Big Sis, or like Nan Yan, call me Xitian."

Qiao Qianchu nodded and replied in a carefree manner, "Sis."

Xie Xitian nodded in satisfaction.

Zhang Zishan had not taken his eyes off Xie Xitian since she entered the room. It couldn't be helped. Anyone who was familiar with him would know that Xie Xitian was his goddess.

Zhang Zishan lightly coughed, came up and asked: "Have you eaten? Do you want to have a meal together? "

"No need, I'll do some work. I'll come over to take a look at this kid's registration records." Xie Xitian rejected him mercilessly. After pausing for a moment, she reminded Mu Nanyan, "I'll wait for you to treat me to a meal."

After saying that, he disappeared by the door while stepping on his high heels.

"Are you full?" Qiao Qianchu glanced at Tang Yixin with a gentle smile.

Tang Yixin glanced at the crabs on the table, feeling a little guilty. She gritted her teeth and said, "Eat … "I'm full."

"Then let's go." Qiao Qianchu suggested.

Mu Nanyan nodded. Four people and two cars, with Zhang Zishan in charge of sending Tang Yixin back.

As they drove along the bright bridge, the wind blew into their ears.

Her fingers unconsciously pressed against her legs, following the arrangement of the cello strings that had long been her habit.

Mu Nanyan's elder sister seemed to have a good relationship with him, and just from the look in her eyes, one could tell that she was on good terms with him. But why did the two have different surnames? Furthermore, he had already informed his father about such a big matter, but he hadn't told his sister?

Covering the doubts in her heart, Qiao Qianchu didn't say anything.

Her cell phone rang. She looked down at a string of unfamiliar numbers on the screen and answered hesitantly.

"Hello, may I ask if this is Miss Qiao Qianchu?" The other party was one step ahead of her. It was a woman, and her voice was solemn.

"Yes."

"Great, I've finally found you." The woman's voice was clear and bright as she said, "I'm Jiang Chengbei's editor. Your mentor should have told you that he has the intention to continue cooperating, right?"

Qiao Qianchu was enlightened.

"Well, he told me."

"When do you have time to see it?"

"I'm free, I can cooperate with Mr. Jiang." Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed Mu Nanyan turning to look at her.

"Great, then it must be this afternoon, right? Are you free? Because that kid... "Sigh, you'll know once you see it."

Qiao Qianchu thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "Sure."

"The address is a bit complicated, I'll send it to you on your phone later. "Then I won't disturb you anymore. Goodbye."

"Goodbye."

The call ended.

Qiao Qianchu remembered some of the words in the best-selling book, the rare grandeur of the text.

Mu Nanyan didn't ask about the phone call, but she probably heard a little bit about it.

"Um... The editor asked me to meet him for an illustrative job, "Qiao Qianchu said." He might have to go now.

"I have something on as well, and I was worried that I wouldn't be able to accompany you in the afternoon..." Mu Nanyan smiled. "Shall I send you there?"

A message was sent to Qiao Qianchu's phone. She looked down and replied, "No need, stop at the front. I'll call a taxi."

Qiao Qianchu hailed a taxi and followed the address of her cell phone to the publishing house. As the publishing house was located in a remote area, the taxi driver had to spend some effort to find it.

She stood in the doorway, thinking about the address she had gotten her hands on. The publishing house was one of the few that occupied the province. It was located in an alley that was so remote that only a few people lived in it. She wondered if she had been deceived.

Shouldn't the publishers be tall office buildings, bright windows and clean offices? The one in front of him … A branch?

But she did smell the paper.

Since she's already here, she can't possibly have come here for nothing, Qiao Qianchu thought.

She continued forward, up the raised staircase in front of her, and stopped at the door.

The name of the publishing house was written on the door, but downstairs, there were also a few cottons and clothes hanging off the walls, which was quite different from what she had imagined.

The door was open and she went in. The fragrance of paper assaulted his nose and filled the air. The decorations were neat and tidy, different from the chaos outside. On the contrary, there was a hidden meaning to it. The door to the office was open as well. There were some small cubicles, and the bathroom was lit up by sunlight. The tiles on the walls and floor had clearly been carefully cleaned.

She looked down at the time. It was time, so she stepped into the reception room.

Very soon, a long-haired man walked out. He hadn't shaved for a long time, and the dark blue in his eyes was very obvious. It was already past lunchtime, but he looked as if he had just woken up.

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