Lovely pet rich and cold wife: You must

The bookstore is very big, and the entire second floor is full of novel books, so Xia Fanhua kept looking for it, and after searching for a while, he finally found An Qi's book.

Xia Fuhua took a look, and the shelf in front of her was full of books written by An Qi alone. Before she knew it, it had been seven years, and An Qi had actually written novels for seven years.

In the past four years, two books have been published almost every year. Xia Fanhua counted, and there are already fifteen books. He said that he had a general impression of that book, but he never read it seriously. The reason is simple, he is a man, and he is really not interested in Angie's romance novels.

In the past, when An Qi liked to draw, the two of them could chat occasionally, but he knew all the books written by An Qi, but he never knew what was written in them.

Xia Fuhua took all the books on the shelf, and now he wanted to see what An Qi had written in it.

Xia Fuhua was holding fifteen books, which was really a big pile. When paying the bill, the cashier deliberately looked at Xia Fuhua twice, as if she hadn't realized that the person in front of her was Xia Fuhua.

He just said to Xia Fanhua, "Are you also a fan of Seventh Sister's book?"

Because it was An Qi, Xia Fanhua looked at the cashier and finally nodded.

Xia Fuhua looked a little dazed, and the cashier suddenly laughed, and then continued: "I am also a fan of Seventh Sister's books. I have read every book of hers carefully, and the TV series that have changed I have read." I will read it too, but I don’t know if Seventh Sister will continue to write and talk about it in the future.

After talking about it, the cashier became a little unhappy, Xia Fanhua called out, and immediately said: "Of course, Seventh Sister is a strong girl, and she will definitely come back."

After packing all Xia Fuhua's books in bags, the cashier handed the bags to Xia Fuhua, then nodded to him with a smile.

Xia Fuhua nodded politely, then took the things and left with a slight smile on his face, looking very happy.

Back in the car, there was nothing else to do. After thinking about it, Xia Fanhua went back to the company. He is very happy today, and it has always been related to An Qi. It turns out that sometimes, as long as he hears about it, it is something close to him. You can also make yourself so happy when you are related to someone.

Back at the company, Xia Fanhua returned to his office, took out the books he bought just now, and sat on a chair, Xia Fanhua took out one of the books, probably written by An Qi a few years ago, Xia Fanhua couldn't remember exactly when, but there was a publication date printed on the book.

Xia Fuhua didn't think too much, just sat there and read carefully, watching quietly without anyone bothering him.

Unknowingly, Xia Fanhua had already read half of the book, and he seemed to have been drawn in too, with a not so good look on his face.

Sometimes I can't help but sigh, it seems that the book should also be sad, so Xia Fanhua can't help but sigh!

After a while, Xia Fuhua's cell phone rang suddenly, but Xia Fuhua insisted on reading this page, then put down the book, took out the cell phone beside her, and quickly connected the call.