I was caught fishing at work, and I dragged the female CEO into the water with my backhand.

Hearing Qin Xun say "what the hell", Xia Ning frowned slightly and whispered.

"Pay attention to your personal qualities and remember, you have to be an honest person today."

Qin Xun: "..."

He was a little strange and asked in a low voice.

"Your family is in business, why are you so obsessed with 'honest people'?"

Xia Ning watched Liu Gang's family walk by and entered the villa before sighing and explaining in a low voice.

"My dad doesn't like honest people, but my grandma does."

"My grandma was originally a little old lady in the countryside. She always liked to worry about this and that."

"But my second uncle and several cousins, their private lives are a bit messy, and their marriages are not harmonious."

"There were quarrels, fights, cold wars, and divorces. Grandma was heartbroken."

She looked at Qin Xun and asked warmly.

"Mr. Qin, can you play an honest person today so that grandma thinks you are a reliable person?"

"Just one day."

Qin Xun thought that Xia Shuhao was either visiting prostitutes or on the road to visit prostitutes all year round, and he somewhat understood how Grandma Xia Ning felt.

I don't know if she knows that Xia Ning is actually Xia Shujie's daughter.

Ugh……

What a bad fate for a wealthy family!

Suddenly, Qin Xun heard the sound of footsteps.

A girl's voice sounded, a little cold.

"Why are you ignoring people?"

Qin Xun turned his head and looked at the eight-year-old child in front of him who had grown to about 1.5 meters.

He smiled and said hello in a kid-friendly tone.

"hello!"

"Kid Xia Jing!"

Xia Jing was startled, looked at Xia Ning, and asked with no expression on her face.

"Sister, do you like such a childish man?"

Qin Xun: "..."

When he saw Xia Jing's cool temperament, he seemed to be seeing a smaller version of Xia Ning.

But because she was too young and too tall, she looked a little weird.

I always felt that she was a bit perverted and would secretly stab others in the back.

Weird.

No wonder Xia Ning kept saying that she was unlovable when she was a child. That was too unlovable!

Xia Ning reached out to touch Xia Jing's head, but she took a step back to avoid it.

"Don't touch me, I've been doing this hairstyle for a long time."

Xia Ning put down her hand and asked.

"Where's Dad?"

Xia Jing answered.

"I went to Haicheng to take care of my mother. I probably ran away on purpose because I was afraid that grandma would complain about her."

She turned to look at Qin Xun, looked up and down carefully, and suddenly said something.

"It's okay, better looking than Bai Yihang."

Qin Xun smiled.

Then he saw Xia Jing put her hand in front of his face and looked at him with her big eyes.

Qin Xun: "???"

Xia Jing: "Red envelope."

Qin Xun: "..."

He was a little embarrassed because he didn't prepare a red envelope.

Suddenly, Xia Ning took out a red envelope from her bag. It was thick and worth about ten thousand yuan.

Put it in Xia Jing's hand, but didn't let go, and said.

"pay a New Year call."

Xia Jing was very perfunctory.

"Although you are stingy, but... Gong Xi Fa Cai."

Xia Ning let go of her hand and put the red envelope into Xia Jing's hand.

Xia Jing put it in her pocket, stretched out her hand to Qin Xun, and looked at him without blinking.

"birthday present."

Qin Xun smiled and said nothing.

Xia Ning reached out and patted Xia Jing's hand and scolded softly.

"You have some manners."

"I'm a guest, how can I reach out and ask for something?"

Xia Jing looked down at her slightly red palms, raised her head, and grinned.

"guest?"

"I thought we were a family!"

She turned and left, leaving behind something that Qin Xun couldn't understand.

"Then Qin Xun will definitely not be able to eat grandma's chicken legs today."

She walked into the villa.

yard.

Only Xia Ning and Qin Xun were left.

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

Xia Ning regretted the word "guest" just now, looked at Qin Xun and said.

"I did not mean that."

Qin Xun smiled and asked without dwelling on the topic.

"Ning Ning, were you so annoying when you were a child?"

Xia Ning: "..."

"Xia Jing is usually very good."

"It's just that my father is busy this year, my mother has been hospitalized, and I haven't seen her for more than half a year."

"I didn't bring her a gift again today, and she's angry!"

Qin Xun thought for a while.

An 8-year-old child, no matter how mature he looks, is still a child.

Even though the adults are there, he is just like a left-behind child.

It is understandable that I feel a little resentful.

Suddenly, he asked.

"What is grandma's chicken drumstick that your sister is talking about?"

Xia Ning said.

"It's just an ordinary chicken drumstick!"

She pointed to a small forest not far from the yard.

"Grandma raised some free-range chickens in the woods, and she would stew a chicken every New Year."

"Chicken wings and drumsticks are given to the juniors who perform best this year."

Qin Xun followed Xia Ning's hand and found that the manor was not small. He felt a little sad about the thinking of rich people.

Raising chickens on such an expensive estate.

Can it still be called an ordinary chicken drumstick?

If you sell this land, what kind of chicken can't you buy?

Qin Xun smiled.

"It doesn't matter, I don't like chicken legs anyway."

Xia Ning: "2 million for a chicken leg."

Qin Xun: "???"

Xia Ning explained.

"Those who get chicken wings or drumsticks will get a big red envelope of 200 million yuan."

Qin Xun: "..."

He pointed at Xia Ning's nose and said tremblingly.

"You are a bunch of evil capitalists."

"I can't even eat these chicken legs!"

Xia Ning narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice.

"You have to fight for it."

"Grandma is at this age and has no other expectations except for her children and grandchildren to be safe and happy."

Qin Xun saw Xia Ning narrowing his eyes and felt a little dangerous, so he quickly reminded him.

"Didn't you read some love book? You should learn the skills taught in the book!"

"Don't stare at me!"

"Have you never heard that a woman who behaves like a spoiled child is the best person to die?"

Xia Ning looked around and saw no one was around. She stared at Qin Xun and whispered.

"I'll try, you...don't laugh."

Qin Xun nodded.

Xia Ning thought of some teaching videos in which girls pouted, shook their bodies, and screamed sweetly.

Even before I did it, I felt extremely embarrassed.

She pouted slightly, still embarrassed, and subconsciously looked towards the door.

I found more than a dozen pairs of eyes flashing through the glass door.

The faces were almost stuck to the glass.

Xia Ning was startled and her face almost turned green.

These are cousins. Are all the cousins ​​coming over to take a peek?

You just pouted a little bit, so you can't see it, right?

Is my aloof image in their minds a little too complete?

Xia Ning's body felt hot and tingling, and her face turned red.

Qin Xun felt a little strange when he saw Xia Ning's expression change. He turned to look at the door and was startled.

"I...behave."

suddenly!

He felt his scalp tighten. When he looked up, he found that Xia Ning was holding his hair.

Qin Xun: "???"

"The book taught you to be so coquettish?"

Xia Ning: "..."

She let go of her hand and lowered her head slightly.

"Sorry, I was nervous just now."

After a moment, she raised her head and stared into Qin Xun's eyes.

"If you eat chicken drumsticks today, I'll ask you to pull your hair back."

But she saw Qin Xun and her looking at each other for a while, and his eyes suddenly became a little bad, and slowly moved down.

Up to the neck.

Down again.

Still going down?

Xia Ning was shocked and said hurriedly.

"can not be lower!"

She reached out and grabbed Qin Xun's collar and warned.

"You have to pay attention to your personal qualities and don't always think about... the third way."

Qin Xun: "..."

He grabbed Xia Ning's hand holding his collar and said with a smile.

"It's okay to go to the third route. I'm an honest person and like to eat chicken drumsticks the most."

Xia Ning: "..."