After several days, Chen Qianxun's sleep has made a qualitative leap.

As a shareholder of Fandu, he bought the shares she originally held for three million after communication with Chu Fan. Fandu had no relationship with her anymore.

The studio has been rented out, and Chen Qianxun is very satisfied with the geographical environment. He is not far from the new building of Beigang Group and is currently under renovation.

The studio was not renovated well, and Han Xingchu and Zhou Anning had to do things, so they could only work at home first.

The city lanterns are covered with warm and quiet room.

On this day, Chen Qianxun was inspired by the design of the Beigang New Building. He described the creation in the study, and it was no time to be busy.

I put down my pen, stretched my waist, turned around and went into the kitchen to find food. There were not many ingredients in the refrigerator, but it was enough to fill my stomach.

Half an hour later, Chen Qianxun came out with a plate of Italian meat sauce noodles and sat down at the dining table. He vaguely heard the phone ringing in the room.

When I went back to the room, I found that there were several missed calls, including Xiao Dan, mother, Jin Muhan, and many text messages from customers.

Chen Qianxun couldn't help laughing, and later realized it, it turned out that it was New Year's Eve tonight.

The phone vibrates again.

A text message came in.

Jin Muhan: Happy New Year, Qianxun.

At the same time, the night sky outside is bright with fireworks.

Chen Qianxun replied to the message and called back the phone to his mother, but it was not Chen Zhiyi who answered the phone, but Ji Lin.

"Auntie is asleep."

Concise and neat, with a hint of laziness.

Chen Qianxun asked: "Did you cry?"

"I'll coax you."

So I cried.

Crying is normal.

The mother is no different from a twelve-year-old child now. She cannot do without being with someone. Chen Qianxun is the only support, but now she is not by her side, her mother must be very helpless and lacks security.

"Thank you."

With Ji Lin helping to take care of him, Chen Qianxun felt much more at ease.

On the other end, there was a lighter rolling sound. Ji Lin lit a cigarette and sniffled the clouds and said, "Come on, don't say thank you to me, let's turn your back."

"I'm used to it."

Ji Lin sneered, "I heard you broke up with Chu Fan?"

"Yeah." Chen Qianxun's tone was faint and asked back: "How did you know?"

Ji Lin replied: "There are friends in China."

Not to mention Chen Qianxun, he also forgot that Ji Lin is also a young man with an excellent family in Yuncheng. He is a second-generation official and has a wide connection. However, this monster is born with a rebellious bone and likes to fight against his family.

As he faced him, after so many years, Ji Lin seemed to have not returned to the Ji family.

"What's going on?"

Chen Qianxun was lazy and told the truth: "He is jealous of my excellence."

Hearing this, Ji Lin laughed and scolded: "What did I say when he invited you back to China? Just something that was not useful in No. 1 Middle School, he dared to miss you. Then he would send flowers to you every day, fuck."

Thinking of Chu Fan's cheeky and affectionate look at that time, Ji Lin was angry.

"Didn't you throw the flowers away from the trash can?"

Ji Lin sneered: "I also want to press him into the trash can. The trash can is specially made for people like him."

He was secretly swearing people. Chen Qianxun smiled, not interested: "I won't mention him, I won't lose much anyway."

"Oh." Ji Lin's anger faded quickly and changed his question, "Have you been sleeping well recently?"

He knew that Chen Qianxun had always had insomnia and had used many methods but could not be cured.

"very good."

The sound sounded very pleasant, and it seemed to be really good. He had no chance to try the folk remedies he was looking for.

"What method is used?"

Chen Qianxun narrowed his eyes slightly: "One of my friends, his voice has a sleeping effect on me."

Ji Lin broke out: "Man?"

"Yeah." Chen Qianxun smiled and said, "I have the opportunity to introduce you to you."

Who wants to know!

"The sound is better than mine?"

Before, Chen Qianxun said that his voice sounds nice and typical subwoofer is often praised by other women, saying that it is very masculine, and he can't help but get addicted to it after hearing it.

But Chen Qianxun didn't, and she would not have any thoughts about his voice.

Oh, I don't have any thoughts about him.

Chen Qianxun almost hesitated: "Of course, I have never heard anyone's voice sound better than him."

What matters is that it works for her.

Ji Lin: "…"

I hung up the phone in anger.

Beepy...

Chen Qianxun stared at the screen, raised his eyebrows slightly, and to be honest, he was not happy to listen.

This temper is getting worse by the team club and fans.

The phone chatted for about ten minutes. During this period, Jin Muhan, who received the message, called in immediately, but his movements were not as fast as Chen Qianxun. He was one step late, and the other end was on the phone.

He sat on the swing under the pear tree, his cell phone was thrown beside him, smoking a cigarette, under the night, his figure was lonely and ethereal, just like poetry and the distance, out of reach.

After Ji Lin hung up the phone, Chen Qianxun and Xiaodan's phone were heard while eating noodles, "I have to submit my work to the competition today."

Chen Qianxun took his last bite of noodles, "Send me the email address, I'll take a look later."

"It's been sent."

"Why does that sound quite regretful?"

Xiao Dan complained, "Of course there are regrets. The hero and heroine I want have been replaced."

"Jin Muhan won't take pictures anymore?"

"Well, my cousin is a big pig's hoof, too much! If you say you don't take a photo, you won't take a photo."

The key is that she has no roots and dares to challenge Jin Muhan.

Chen Qianxun washed the dishes and put them in the cabinet, "Even if he doesn't take pictures, he will definitely find someone for you, why are you scolding me?"

"I'll just say a few words, you've maintained it, you've changed your mind. Am I not your favorite little cutie?"

Chen Qianxun joked: "Come on, why don't you act like so many dramas?"

"Big baby, you have successfully lost me, a lively and cheerful little cutie."

Inside: Damn, my cousin is a boy and mistress!

Chen Qianxun was hung up again.

And both times it was because of Jin Muhan.

The loss seems to be a bit large.

It is impossible for those two ancestors to coax them. If they coax too much, they may have to go to heaven in the future. So, come back to Jin Muhan?

Thinking for three seconds, let's ask.

She and Jin Muhan are already familiar friends.

If it were someone else, Chen Qianxun’s unfavorable personality would not develop so quickly, but it mainly depends on people.

Probably, no one is unwilling to be friends with Jin Muhan.

He is so nice.

He has a good personality, good appearance, good voice, and looks good everywhere.

After Jin Muhan smoked his last cigarette, his cell phone rang. When he was in a daze, he coughed with choking by the cigarette.

Slowly, a little smile appeared on the eyebrows and eyes.

Telephone connection—

"Happy New Year."

Sure enough, it is better to listen to my own voice than to read text messages and wish you. Chen Qianxun suddenly felt relieved and replied: "Happy New Year."

As he said that, Chen Qianxun was thinking about how to seek benefits from Jin Muhan. He had already asked: "Are there any arrangements tomorrow?"

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Big Book: Young Master Jin San, as a boy and mistress, what do you think?
Chapter completed!