Become a Big Brother’s Favorite After Marriage

Looking at the young and handsome man in front of him, Xue Jinghong could hardly imagine what kind of extraordinary ability the other party possesses to be able to hold a high position at this age and make people convincing.

He only learned some information about the other party from the newspaper news, and knew that Qin Yanchen was the only son of the Qin family recognized a few years ago. He had been studying abroad before, and the time he had returned to Nan'an was not very long...

"But I only returned to Nan'an at the beginning of last year. Others know that I am not surprised, but Mr. Xue, you have not been in Nan'an for a long time and you have been away from the business world for many years. How did you notice me?"

As if to echo Xue Jinghong's thoughts, Qin Yanchen's deep voice sounded again, but his gaze still fell on Qiao Ansheng's face with a good error.

"Could it be... Mr. Xue has been paying attention to the development of Nan'an business district?"

Taking advantage of the gap in re-soaking the towel in the water, Qin Yanchen glanced at the middle-aged man in front of him with a very faint look.

"Mr Qin joked. Now this society is no longer better than ours. I don't need to pay attention to anything. The news that changes with each passing day will be delivered to me. Mr. Qin is so famous in Nan'an, so he can just flip through the newspaper. It’s not surprising to see it above."

Xue Jinghong was stunned when he heard the words, but he quickly reacted and said with a smile that he followed Qin Yanchen's words.

But Qin Yanchen curled his lips when he heard it, and spit out two extremely faint words: "Really..."

"As long as Mr. Xue feels that he can use this reason to convince himself, what others say is of course useless."

With his palm wrapped around Qiao Ansheng's right hand, Qin Yanchen's eyes narrowed slightly, no one knew what he was thinking at the moment.

Then under Xue Jinghong’s gaze, he continued to say without moving his posture: "However, you saw it just now. This silly girl would rather get in the rain in front of your house than give up wanting to invite you back to Qiao’s. She doesn’t know her determination, how slim is the chance that you will agree to return to the Qiao family with her, but she still does what she says she believes in!"

As Qin Yanchen spoke, the gaze that fell on the beautiful face on the bed became more and more distressed.

He obviously can provide her with worry-free food and clothing, and can enjoy life freely and do whatever she wants. But, this woman has to walk her way out of the thorns.

Thinking of this, Qin Yanchen sighed silently, still speaking, and helped this woman push Xue Jinghong hard: "Qiao has a special and important meaning to her, and I believe that Qiao has a special and important meaning to you. In terms of it, the same is true."

...

When Qiao Ansheng woke up, the old clock on the wall just pointed to four o'clock in the morning.

The room was dark and silent, Qiao Ansheng half-squinted, trying to get up from the bed and pour a glass of water on his dry throat.

But it was okay if she didn't move. With this movement, she discovered that one of her hands was being held tightly by someone, and a slight breathing sound came from her side!

Qiao Ansheng was taken aback, then turned his head, and forced open his still sleepy eyelids that wanted to fit together.

At her bedside, the man was holding her hand and fell asleep on the edge of the bed.

Qin Yanchen?

Looking at the man in front of him, Qiao Ansheng's pupils were slightly enlarged, and it was hard to hide his surprise inside.

It turns out that she wouldn't be dreaming!

Qin Yanchen is really by her side!

Those scenes that were originally vague and unclear in the memory began to gradually become clear with this real feeling of the moment.

She remembered that in the heavy rain, at the moment her body fell, someone protected her in time.

At that time, the face she saw across the rain curtain was Qin Yanchen.

But Qin Yanchen can't be here?

So she thought it was just an illusion in her mind, caused by her mental disorder after being in the rain for too long.

But the scene before her tells her that everything is real...

That is not her imagination.

Qiao Ansheng looked at the man lying on the edge of the bed steadily. He only felt that something broke out of her heart, began to take root and sprout, and became an existence that was difficult for her to control.

She tried to twitch her right hand, which was pillowed, but found that she couldn't twitch at all.

No way, she could only use the strength of her elbows to carefully prop herself up from the bed, then lifted the other unsuppressed hand, slowly leaned over, and leaned towards the bed...

Her throat is getting so dry right now, she has to get out of bed and pour herself a glass of water to moisturize her throat first.

So before that, she had to get her other hand back.

Qiao Ansheng didn't want to disturb the good dream of the man in front of him, and was not ready to face it, so she was extremely cautious in her every move, for fear of awakening the other person.

The rain gradually stopped outside, and the mountains were misty.

Inside the room, Qiao Ansheng used the dim and dim light to wait for the other person he was leaning to get very close before reaching out his left hand and touching the man's face.

According to her plan, she intends to use her left hand to slightly hold up the half-showing handsome face, and then smoothly withdraw her right hand, which has been suppressed by the opponent and is already a little numb!

But the plan couldn't keep up with the change. When Qiao Ansheng just attached his left hand to the man's face, the man who was sleeping on the side of the bed with his eyes closed, but raised his head without warning.

"..."

At the moment his eyes met, Qiao Ansheng didn't move forward or retreat for a while. He could only stand stiffly and maintain his original posture, with one hand still attached to the slightly cool, handsome face.

Surrounded by silence, it seemed that the heartbeats of the two intertwined could be heard clearly. Qiao Ansheng blinked his eyes and wriggled his lips, feeling that his mouth was getting drier now!

What should she do now?

Withdraw your hand?

Qiao Ansheng tried his best to maintain the surface calm, but in the bottom of his heart, he had been messed up a long time ago.

She is really...

Dig your own pit, jump yourself!

Why did she wake up now, where did she put her hand?

Qin Yanchen wouldn't think she wanted to sneak him?

"You, are you awake?"

After thinking about it for a while, Qiao Ansheng finally mustered up the courage to speak first.

Then quickly took the hand back from the man's face, and explained with an embarrassing expression: "I, my mine, don't get me wrong, I just want to take my hand back, there is no other meaning!"

Both hands were returned, but Qiao Ansheng's heart was flustered and confused, always feeling that everything he said now seemed to be a meaningless excuse.

For a long time, Qiao Ansheng didn't wait for the man in front of him to respond.

She twisted her fingers and was thinking about whether to say something more, but suddenly a big palm still with warm breath fell on her forehead.

"..."

What is he going to do?