Chapter 117: The God of Wealth has come to the gate of my house

Qin Yan's palm was still as wide and warm as ever, just holding her hand, one of her hearts began to slowly calm down.

"Alright, don't be afraid."

A low tone sounded in his ears, Zhou Yiyao nodded and was about to say something, as if he noticed that the back of his hand was touched.

She subconsciously flashed her pupils, and quickly understood something, "You-"

Before she finished speaking, almost in the next second, Qin Yan's hand let go of her and took it back, "I'm a little hot today, I'm sorry." ”

Zhou Yiyao looked sideways at the man's calm expression, and couldn't help laughing, he didn't poke him, but he knew it.

It's the end of summer, and it's not as hot as usual, and the central air conditioning is turned on in the concert hall, not to mention that it's still indoors.

Although Qin Yan looked very calm, from the perspective just now, it was obvious that he was also very nervous!

The palms of his hands are sweaty, and I haven't seen him like this before, and I make an excuse that I love sweating! Man!

Qin was tired of coming out in a hurry, and he didn't know that Zhou Yiyao's parents would come over at first, so he only prepared a gift for Zhou Yiyao's brother halfway.

He glanced at the two people beside him, quickly determined the content of the gift, took out his phone from his pocket, and sent a message to his agent and cousin.

At this time, the concert kicked off, and Zhou Yiyao threw herself on the stage, her pupils lit up and looked forward to Zhou Zhuo's performance.

During the days when she was filming the show, she hadn't heard her brother playing the piano for a long time.

It didn't take long for a man in an off-white suit to appear in his sight, slowly sitting down in front of the piano.

There was a sense of elegance in his gestures, but Zhou Yiyao was suddenly a little unaccustomed.

Thinking of the drama that her brother Zhou Zhuo usually cries with her, it is difficult for her to imagine that such a person sits in front of the piano and dances with her fingertips.

Qin Yan turned sideways slightly, lowered his eyes and looked at the woman's side face with crooked eyebrows, a pair of peach blossom eyes with a fine light, which made him unable to take his eyes off for a while.

In fact, he can be said to know nothing about music, he usually doesn't listen to music, and he has no concept of this kind of music.

But it doesn't matter, the person who invited him is Yaoyao, and she seems to be happy now, which is enough.

Besides, there will be a tough battle to be fought in a while.

At the same time, while Qin Jiaojiao was waiting for the anime advertisement, Che should take a look at his brother Qin Yan's live broadcast room.

I saw the picture in the live broadcast room, aimed at the ticket gate of a concert, and this concert seems to be a little familiar, as if I have heard someone mention it

Zhou Zhuo?

!!!

Qin Jiaojiao suddenly got up from the sofa and reached for the tablet on the coffee table, she quickly clicked on the WeChat chat, and clearly saw a few words in the column of the contact mother.

(Mother-sama: Kyauk-kau, do you want to go to a concert recently?) )

(Lady Mother: Link.) )

She clicked on the link again to take a closer look, and then turned sideways to look at the live broadcast room on her phone, which was actually the same concert.

The reason why she remembers it so clearly is because.

She was busy with her final exams and a bunch of homework after the holidays, but her mother said that as long as she accompanied her to the concert, she would give her 200 yuan in pocket money.

This kind of good thing is Qin Jiaojiao's turn, she agreed without thinking about it, but it's a pity

The tickets for Zhou Zhuo's concert were too popular and she didn't grab them, so she missed out on the two hundred yuan! She hates!

So I've been haunted by it.

But now something strange has happened.

My brother, a music idiot who has never cared about the music field, how did he get this ticket? Did you really go in and listen to it.?

A big question mark appeared on Qin Jiaojiao's head, and she suddenly thought of something and switched to Zhou Yiyao's live broadcast room.

Sure enough, it was as she expected.

It turned out that Sister Yaoyao invited him, so in this way, things became reasonable.

Qin Jiaojiao looked at the two identical pictures, sighed lightly, and sighed again at his brother's damn love brain.

If a music idiot is going to join in the fun, it is better to give the ticket to her mother and let her earn the two hundred yuan~

It's a terrible thing!

Qin Jiaojiao's angry little hand smashed the sofa twice, and suddenly found that Zhou Zhuo and Zhou Yiyao were actually somewhat similar.

OMG!!!

She seems to have discovered something amazing!

In the next second, she thought of a way to make money, picked up the tablet and found the dialog box with her brother and began typing.

(Which little cookie are you: Brother, I have a way now, do you believe it or not, I can make my mother like Sister Yaoyao very much before she saw her, do you believe it?) )

The mobile phone in Qin Yan's pocket, who was watching the concert, buzzed, he frowned, and when he wanted to take it out and mute it, he accidentally saw the news.

(Y: What are you thinking?) )

Seeing his brother return in seconds, Qin Jiaojiao also expressed his thoughts straight to the point.

(What kind of cookie are you: brother, this thing is not easy to do, look at it, this cost)

Before Qin Jiaojiao started to quote, a transfer popped up on the dialog box between her and Qin Yan, and just seeing this number, she was about to lose her breath.

But when she saw the second half of the sentence, she was even more suffocated.

(y: This is a deposit, if you can really get it, I'll give you extra.) )

!!!

Qin Jiaojiao never thought that her sudden richness came, her excited typing hands trembled slightly, and the whole person seemed to be beaten with chicken blood.

(What kind of cookie are you: brother, you're my only brother!) I am now only looking at you, no one can shake my determination, you wait, wait for my good news. )

(What kind of cookie are you: I'll go now, don't worry, my love with Sister Yaoyao will be escorted by me!) No one can destroy you!! Kill, kill, kill!! )

(Y: Well, go ahead.) )

Qin Jiaojiao was afraid that her brother would regret it, so her little hand decisively clicked on the collection, and when she saw that WeChat showed that she had received money, and there was a large amount of money in WeChat's small treasury, she knew.

In the future, I must have a good relationship with Sister Yaoyao

If her brother quarrels with Sister Yaoyao, she goes to persuade her, and in order to dissipate Sister Yaoyao's anger, her brother will let her be a lobbyist, wouldn't he have to give money.

Just thinking of this, Qin Jiaojiao was already drooling, and she could even imagine what it would look like to lie in the pile of money in the future.

Mom! What is it?

Is this the God of Wealth who is stupid and has a lot of money?!

She wiped her saliva and immediately began to report the situation to her mother, first throwing the hook to lure her mother into the bait.

(What kind of cookie are you: Mom, guess what, my brother actually went to a concert, or the one you liked so much before and didn't grab it!) And it's the best VIP ticket!! )

(End of chapter)