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"Mr. Qin, I heard that there was a photo on the Internet that was deleted in seconds, in which a girl wearing Han No. 1 Middle School was wearing a necklace pendant that was the same as 'Chenguang'. Excuse me, is that girl wearing 'morning light'? ”

Photo?

An Yin immediately realized that she had been photographed when she was in the classroom.

When Zhao Qing reminds her of the necklace and asks her if it's 'Morning Light', she realizes that there might be trouble.

I didn't expect the trouble to come so quickly, and it was exposed to the media in such a way.

A heart suddenly slashed eight times.

The video continued, and An Yin bit her lip lightly and went down.

The reporter is still asking questions.

"I heard that Qin Duan's adopted daughter An Yin is studying in Han No. 1 Middle School, is that girl An Yin?"

Maybe it's the reason why she was named.

Qin Jian inadvertently looked up at the camera, his eyes sharp and careless.

An Yin knew that this was a video, and he was not watching her, but his heart trembled, and his heartbeat accelerated.

Qin Jian frowned slightly, with undisguised impatience in his eyes, and said coldly: "The purpose of your coming here today is not this project of our Qin family, but gossip?" ”

"By the way."

Qin Jian has never been a good-tempered person, and the reporters hurriedly laughed with him, hoping to ease the atmosphere and let the problem continue.

"Mr. Qin, just give us a little bit of news."

Qin Jian's face was expressionless, "I have no obligation to satisfy your curiosity, security, and clearance, but all reporters who have asked questions unrelated to this project are invited to go out." ”

"Mr. Qin, if you refuse to answer, can we treat it as if you admit it?" There are reporters who are not afraid of death who are dragged out by the security guards, and they still refuse to give up.

Qin Jian looked at the reporter, and suddenly hooked his lips and smiled, but the smile was cold and terrifying, "What do you think?" ”

The reporter was so frightened that his face turned white in an instant, and he didn't dare to say another word.

Qin Jian is decisive in the business field, and he has no favor.

But at this time, An Yin looked at the man in the video, and the man exuded a natural arrogance and domineering.

An Yin's fingers pinched the 'morning light' through her clothes, but there was a trace of warmth in her heart.

He did not answer the reporter's words, but he did not deny her.

The video is still continuing, the reporter asked all about the project, and Qin Jian answered fluently, but every sentence was very concise.

Zhao Qing sent a text message again: [The best among men, you face him every day, how can you stand it? ] If it were me, I would have burst my blood vessels a long time ago. 】

[You should be a nymphomaniac like you! An Yin replied seriously, but her heart was pounding, this man, she couldn't resist it.

[Thirteen million 'morning light' plus Cartier's design envy the dead.] 】

[Don't be a nymphomaniac, sleep. 】

An Yin took out the 'morning light' from her clothes.

Facing the window, the sunlight shines through the facets of the diamond.

She was really blind last night, and she actually believed him, and she really thought it was rhinestones.

Lu Weiwei, who got out of bed, looked at the top of the bed, as if she could see An Yin on the bed through the bed board.

Suddenly the phone vibrates and a text message comes in.

Lu Weiwei took a look at her phone, was startled, and quickly calmed down before opening the text message.

Twilight said: ['Morning light' is in Anyin? 】

Lu Weiwei forced herself to calm down and replied: [She said it was fake. 】

Twilight Jin Yan no longer replied, Lu Weiwei's heart was full of heart, he didn't reply to the letter, would he think she was lying to him?

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