Fake daughters are wealthy

Zhou Zheng saw that he didn't look like he wanted to forget it, and he didn't want to be burdened or lose this backer, so he was anxious about how to persuade him.

But Nie Qixing pulled the woman from the corner over.

The woman let out a cry of surprise and fell down on his lap, her shoulders were shaking violently with fright, her eyelashes were full of tears, she was so charming.

Nie Qixing lifted her chin rudely, admiring that face, from top to bottom, wishing to examine every inch carefully.

Women have exquisite facial features and bright looks...

In terms of appearance, it does look six points similar to the person he is looking for, and occasionally one or two angles can even reach seven or eight points.

He stared at the woman's face, and his tone still sounded so gentle: "What's your name?"

The woman imprisoned in his arms seemed to be trying to calm down, not daring to look at him, bit her lips and whispered a name.

Nie Qixing didn't listen at all, as if he was just asking casually, he opened his mouth and said domineeringly: "You won't be called by that name in the future."

The woman raised her head and looked at him without knowing it.

Nie Qixing followed the contour of her cheek with his fingertips and touched her cheek cherishingly, as if looking at someone he loved deeply: "Your name is Yuan Dai."

Qingshan is like me, and Yuandai is slim.

Seeing that he didn't seem to be entangled with Qiao Nian's affairs anymore, Zhou Zheng got up tactfully, and smiled at the man on the sofa: "Young Master Qi, I still have something to do, so I'll go out first."

He didn't wait for Nie Qixing to answer, he left the box in a hurry, and when he went out, he closed the door behind him, leaving a space for the two of them to get along alone.

*

The next day.

Qiao Nian went to Tsinghua University to find Nie Mi, and gave him a test of the effect of the arrangement in person in the big music classroom.

The girl is still dressed in a simple way, revealing the unrestrained and uninhibited nature in her bones, her ten fingers plucking the strings of the harp, as if she was galloping like a golden iron horse.

The majestic performance of a piece of music by her is perfect and impeccable in both the skill of konghou and the rhythm of the arrangement!

After the song ended, Qiao Nian put the harp back to its original position, got up and walked towards the old man who was listening, and asked him, "How is it? Can it be used?"

Nie Mi was fascinated by listening to it, and now he came out of the song just now, his eyes sparkled, and he said in a regretful tone: "I heard from the principal that you still have to suspend school for half a year?"

Qiao Nian lowered his head and untied the bandage on his finger to prevent scratches, and answered him casually after hearing the words: "Almost, if it goes well, I can solve that matter in half a year. If it doesn't go well, I may have to take another half year's leave. "

She doesn't want to delay too long.

According to her prediction, it is best to get rid of the matter at hand within a year.

Nie Mi didn't know what she was talking about, probably knew that it had something to do with her mother, so she didn't ask any further, she got up and asked her, "When are you leaving?"

"Just these two days." Qiao Nian had already taken off the bandages wrapped around her fingers, and threw all the used thin bandages into the trash can.

Seeing her pull down her cap again to cover her eyes, Nie Mi nodded before answering her first question: "This song is fine, I've submitted it."

"That's right." Nie Mi said with a smile: "Because of you, traditional music has recruited dozens more students this year, and everyone is working hard to train them. I'm looking to see if there are any potential children. If I can find a few I will cultivate potential students first. In the future, I will let people outside see that our traditional harp is no worse than the cello!"

Qiao Nian took her own things, put the phone in her pocket, turned back and said to him, "Then I'll be leaving first."