Married to the Uncle of Love Rival

The waiter knew that shabu shabu was very spicy, and seeing that Qi Xiaoping wanted to eat it raw, he was so frightened that he was sweating profusely.

"Guest! Watch out for stomach piercing!"

"Stomach perforation? Is that an exaggeration?"

Qi Xiaoping was already arrogant, and he wanted to be a hero in front of Jian Anran. He ignored the waiter's warning and bit off a big piece of his thumb. It's exaggerated."

"...Guest, Yunnan's shabu shabu is only slightly more spicy than ordinary spicy food when you first taste it, but when you swallow it...it may...be so spicy..."

The waiter has turned pale.

Qi Xiao gave her a flat look, and swallowed the spicy food.

Immediately—

"Ah! So spicy!"

Qi Xiaoping exclaimed, his face flushed red like fire, all his facial features instantly shifted, his whole body was panting in pain like a goose being choked by its neck, breathing desperately, and kept yelling: "Water! Water! Ice water! Quick! "

"Okay! Come right away!"

The waiter brought Qi Xiaoping a glass of water.

But how can a mere glass of water counteract the burning sensation of shabu shabu going down your throat?

The pain intensified as the water passed through the throat.

"...Come again! Give me another cup! Not five cups!"

Qi Xiaoping shouted exaggeratedly.

Jian Anran took the cold water glass, and poured water for Qi Xiaoping hypocritically, with the joy in the depths of her eyes that couldn't be concealed: "It's all my fault, if it wasn't for my doubts about the hotness of shabu shabu, you wouldn't have done it, brother Qi." As for..."

"It's none of your business... I was too careless... Ah... so spicy! So spicy!"

"Brother Qi..."

Jian Anran lowered her eyes, looking like a little daughter-in-law with three obediences and four virtues.

Qi Xiaoping saw Jian Anran being so honest, the burning in his throat gradually turned to his lower abdomen.

"Little Jane..."

"Ok?"

"Thank you for taking me home last night."

Qi Xiaoping said with an ambiguous expression: "How about going to my house for dinner on the weekend? Both my father and my mother want to thank you in person."

"I have an exam on the weekend, and I may not be able to make it."

Jian Anran mellowly rejected Qi Xiaoping, and continued to pour water on Qi Xiaoping to suppress the flames in his throat.

……

……

The dishes in the mutton restaurant are excellent, but Qi Xiaoping's throat was burnt by the spicy shabu-shabu, so he has no luck.

Jian Anran ate a big meal based on the principle of "waste shameful" and packed all the rest back to the dormitory for dinner.

Before two o'clock in the afternoon, Jian Anran and other students who signed up for part-time jobs took the subway to the venue under the guidance of the teacher.

The employees of the advertising company received them and told them that in addition to building the backstage for the brand press conference today, those who are handsome and slender can also get part-time jobs as on-site waiters on the day of the press conference.

"It's [-] an hour for the backstage, and [-] an hour for the waiter. We provide uniforms for costumes and make-up."

Hearing such good news, the students were all excited, and they gathered around Ms. Zhang from the advertising company to recommend themselves.

"Sister, I was a host in high school, and I'm the best at adapting~"

"Sister, I'm in the school's swimming team, so I promise to look thinner when I take off my clothes~"

"Sister, I have a super good memory, no matter how thick the product information is, I can memorize it overnight~"

……

Ms. Zhang was also shrewd. She ticked off the names of the self-recommended candidates one by one on the booklet and said, "I'll write it down first, and I'll formally notify you tomorrow."

"Thank you sister!"

The young people began to work enthusiastically.

Jian Anran didn't participate in the self-recommendation, he didn't like Miss Zhang's eyes, she was too shrewd, as shrewd as a human trafficker.

However, Jian Anran didn't like Ms. Zhang, but Ms. Zhang took a fancy to him.

At around four o'clock in the afternoon, the construction work was almost finished. Ms. Zhang invited everyone to eat cakes and drink milk tea.

Jian Anran also took a piece of cake and milk tea, and was about to eat when Miss Zhang walked up to him: "Are you interested in being a model?"

"model?"

Before Jian Anran could react, the others all pricked up their ears.

Ms. Zhang explained: "I just received a notice that a model sprained his foot while doing fitness, so he will not be able to participate in the press conference the day after tomorrow. You are similar in size and height to him, so you can wear a bag."

"But I have never been a model, and I don't know what it takes to be a model..."

Jian Anran was afraid that the pie falling from the sky would be poisonous, so she didn't dare to agree rashly.

Several other students took the opportunity to sell themselves: "Sister Zhang, I am about the same height as Xiao Jian, let me try!"

"no!"

Ms. Zhang did not practice Tai Chi this time.

After rejecting the self-recommended students, she told Jian Anran: "The male model with a sprained foot needs to carry the female model's sedan chair with the other three male models at the press conference, and the height and shoulder height are not even close enough!"

"But……"

"1000 yuan! Buy you to carry the sedan chair on stage for 1 minute!"

Miss Zhang is a ruthless person, she threw the money directly on Jian Anran's face.

Jian Anran admitted that she was short of money, and resolutely gave in.

"Okay," he said, "but I really haven't been a model, and if I don't go well—"

"It's okay, we will give you special training."

Ms. Zhang looked at the time: "Tomorrow at ten o'clock in the morning, come here for special training, the company will reimburse the travel expenses, and give you 300 yuan for hard work."

"Thank you Miss Zhang!"

Jane Anran agreed repeatedly.

Ms. Zhang smiled as she wished: as long as you pay enough, there is nothing you can't buy!

……

At 15:[-] p.m., the part-time job officially ended. The students signed their names on the part-time job attendance sheet one by one, and checked their ID number and bank card number. After confirming that they were correct, they took the subway back to school together, and waited for the NO.[-] salary to arrive in the account next month. .

Jian Anran is an original game artist in the real world, a standard nerd, reading novels, playing games, and drawing sketches at home every day.On the way back, he checked that his mobile phone was fully charged, opened the drawing board, and painted black casually.

At this time, classmate Xiaopang leaned over his head: "Little Jane, you give me the job of modeling, okay?"

"..."

Before Jian Anran answered, the classmate nicknamed "Four Eyes" had already ridiculed: "Little Fatty, I can't tell! You are so fat and yet so ambitious~"

"What are you talking about! Four eyes!"

Xiaopang was very unhappy, and was about to teach the "four eyes" a lesson, when he suddenly discovered that Jian Anran had drawn a meaningful sketch on the screen of the phone with his fingers, and immediately opened his mouth wide: "That's...so amazing...Little Jane... ...You are so good at drawing!"

"draw?"

When the students heard the words, they all came together.

Even the young female passenger sitting near Jian Anran secretly glanced at his mobile phone screen out of curiosity.

With just a few strokes on the screen, a handsome young man in ancient costume pops out from the side, and it is still the most popular high ponytail look nowadays!

"Brother, which circle are you a big hand in? Can you explode your vest?"

The female passenger couldn't help but exclaim.

She is the main editor in many fandoms, but it is rare to see anyone who can draw a delicate and beautiful boy on the touch screen of a cheap mobile phone with just a few fingers!

"No... I don't have Weibo... I'm just an ordinary painting lover..."

Jian Anran prevaricates, but begins to plan a new way of making a living in her mind—after she earns her first pot of money in a part-time job, she changes her mobile phone, buys a notebook, a graphics tablet, and a pressure-sensitive pen, first makes a name for herself in the fandom, and supports herself with contract drafts. Then go to the game company to interview as an original artist, and try to get the job before graduation!

A smile appeared on the corners of Jian Anran's mouth when she realized that the road ahead was bright.

At this time, the female passenger also noticed that this college student with solid drawing skills had a handsome face that was not inferior to that of a manga boy, and she was moved, and she secretly took pictures of Jian Anran and the scribble in his hand, and posted them on the Internet:

Since ancient times, red and yellow came out of CP: On the road, I met a handsome guy who is both beautiful and talented, and I want to hook him up as a big touch for my CP~[Picture][Picture][Picture][Picture]

The photos of "Red and Yellow" caused quite a commotion in the small circle.

After seeing Jian Anran's side profile and his black-painted paintings, the comrades all cried out "crape myrtle star from the sky", "Sister Honghuang, rush to the duck", "I hope the gods will come to my little cold circle"...

Of course, Jane Anran on the subway didn't know about these things on the Internet.

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When Jian Anran finished her part-time job and took the subway back to university, Luo Ning also returned to Luo's house in a sports car. When she took off her coat, the butler reminded, "Master Ning, the second master is not in a good mood today."

"Someone upset uncle?"

Luo Ning was surprised.

The housekeeper explained: "Last night, the boss of Tianyu was the host and invited the second master to dinner. After ten o'clock in the morning, the second master finally came home. There was a very strong and demonic perfume smell on his clothes."

"Perfume? Very strong!"

Luo Ning's mind shuddered: "Could it be that Uncle last night..."

"Master Ning, you can't talk nonsense about this."

The butler stepped back cautiously.

Luo Ning, relying on the favor of the Luo family, rushed into the study after drinking, and asked directly: "Second Uncle, I heard that you were tricked by Tianyu's old dog last night?"

"and then?"

Luo Wei raised his head, his face was cold and his eyes were unfathomable.

Luo Ning had never seen Luo Wei like this before, subconsciously took two steps back and said, "...I don't know anything! I'll get out right away!"

"and many more!"

Luo Wei called Luo Ning: "I heard that you and that kid from the Qi family have gotten very close recently, are you dating?"

"……how is this possible!"

Luo Ning denied it flatly: "How could I fall in love with an upstart like the Qi family! Uncle, you must have made a mistake."

"Mistake?"

Luo Wei narrowed his eyes, and the deep eyes pierced Luo Ning's heart.

"...Uncle, you don't know something. Qi Xiaoping went to the countryside with his father to inspect real estate projects in July, and met a student who was admitted to university and had no money to study. Qi Xiaoping didn't know what kind of mentality he had, so he sponsored that student. That student has been attached to him since then, running around in front of him all day long."

"and then?"

"That guy looks a bit like me, so there were rumors in the school that Qi Xiaoping sponsored Jian Anran to go to school because he liked me but couldn't get me, so he asked Jian Anran who looked like me to be a substitute."

"Jane Anran..."

Luo Wei read the name again, and then asked Luo Ning: "If Qi Xiaoping really sponsored Jane Anran for this reason, would you respond?"

Hearing this, Luo Ning quickly swore: "Uncle, don't worry, I will never like Qi Xiaoping, the offspring of a nouveau riche!"

The author has something to say: At this time, Luo Ning still doesn't know that he is making a huge contribution to his second uncle's marriage~

Originally, there was a huge crowd, and it was very difficult to find someone when we met by chance and did not leave any contact information, but with Luo Ning, the oversized guiding light, it was impossible for Luo Ning not to see Xiao Jian, and Luo Ning could still be used to do it. An excuse to talk to Jane every day~hahaha~

Let me add that the smell of perfume on Luo Dong's body is not Xiao Jian's.He was tricked by someone when he attended the dinner, and when he was forced to leave, more than one person approached him to get close, and the smell of perfume was stained on his clothes at that time.

Recently, the comments have been rectified, and it is not convenient to leave a message. I will continue to send red envelopes to everyone. Thank you for your support during this special period. I love you~