"Qi...Qiyao-sama?"

No. 6 was dumbfounded.

Even No. 5 paused on the spot, staring at the sports car as it drove away.

"If we read it correctly, Quan Jin...she is holding Master Qiyao's hand?" No. 6 asked in a daze.

And it's... Quan Jin takes the initiative!

"No wonder!"

"No wonder Master Qiyao will cancel our assessment quota as soon as he comes."

After mentioning this.

No. 5 also instantly realized the reason for this. He squinted his eyes, and the murderous aura and chill in his eyes became more and more intense: "It's because of her!"

"I didn't expect..."

"There is such a member of the Kyushu Society who randomly cancels his quota for a little lover!"

"Qiyao is not worthy of being a member of W!"

No. 6's eyes were on fire.

He said with hatred in every word: "If we hadn't come out late, I might not have seen this scene."

"No. 5, let's go and bring up the surveillance camera just now."

No. 6 narrowed his dark eyes, sneered a few times, and said firmly: "Wait until the reception, and give the surveillance video to W for viewing."

"When the time comes, not only will our assessment quotas be returned."

"Qiyao and Quan Jin, hehe."

"I want to see how miserable the two of them will die!"

When a girl grabs a boy's wrist, according to secular concepts, everyone! Really, everyone will think this way.

Just like a girl from a commoner background.

Suddenly one day, she will be wearing brand names all over her body, and the kind of eyes that look at mistresses and mistresses will fall on her forever.

-

Quan family.

Quan Jin leaned lazily and comfortably on the sofa, frowning at the young man at the dining table, and immediately looked away unbearably.

"housekeeper."

Qiyao grabbed a handful of rice and stuffed it into his mouth.

He said incoherently: "Give me two more buckets..."

The butler who stood aside twitched his lips: "..."

"Miss."

The housekeeper couldn't help but turn his attention to Quan Jin, and after thinking for a while, he said, "You'd better fire him, the Quan family can't afford it."

Quan Jin held his forehead: "..."

Before she could say anything, the housekeeper lowered his voice again.

For fear of hurting Qi Yao's self-esteem, she whispered: "I think he can earn the salary of three people a day, so it's not worth it just for food."

Quan Jin: "..."

Looking at the dozen bowls stacked on the table...

"Throw him out when you're done eating!" Quan Jin glanced at Qiyao with disgust, stood up, and prepared to go to the room on the second floor.

Didn't take two steps.

I found that my legs were being hugged again.

"Boss, let me stay."

"It's great here. There's plenty of food and you're still full. I like it here very much." Qiyao grabbed Quan Jin's calf and refused to let go.

Quan Jin: "..." I seem to have heard this line somewhere.

It's not important!

"open!"

Qiyao shook his head desperately: "I won't leave, it's cold outside, I don't care about food, and I have no money..."

"five hundred."

Qiyao was unwavering: "I am not such a person."

"Six hundred!"

Qiyao frowned and looked angry: "Boss, how can you insult my dignity? I regard money as..."

"one thousand!"

"I regard money as my life. I will leave after taking the money. Thank you boss!"

Quan Jin: I ride on a horse...

The image of a powerful king collapsed, and he pulled back his feet with force, and walked up the stairs to the second floor with a sullen face, but he had just reached the middle of the stairs.

He heard a lewd chuckle coming from Qiyao's mouth.

Quan Jin came back, stretched out his hand, and slapped Qiyao on the forehead.

"Bang!"

Then he kicked him over again. With a straight face, Quan Jin took the ten bills handed over by the butler and slapped them on Qiyao's face.
Chapter completed!