novel for you Chapter 166 Brother Anian, I miss you so much
Chapter 166 Brother Anian, I miss you so much
He looked like he was not worth it for that girl, as if Qi Nian had failed her. Compared with Jiang Kuo's excitement, Qi Nian's reaction seemed much indifferent.
"Then it's even more important to tell her so that we can stop thinking about her as soon as possible."
"Qinian, just think of me as asking you. Don't tell her yet. It's been hard for her to be alone abroad these years. I'm afraid she won't be able to accept it for a while."
Qi Nian refused without hesitation.
"It's a fact that I'm getting married. What's the point of hiding it from her? Even if I'm not married, there's no way I can be with her."
Jiang Kuo still refused to give up and made a sincere request.
"Then you have to give her a buffer time, wait until the time is right, or you can reveal it to her slowly, don't tell her all at once, she has a bad heart, you know it, I'm afraid she can't stand the stimulation."
Qi Nian was still hesitant.
Hiding the fact that he was married was not only unfair to Shen Qingran, but also to Lin Ting.
He can't do that.
"You are a little too worried, I think Qingran will understand me."
Jiang Kuo saw that Qi Nian was not getting enough, so he played his last trump card.
"Just for her brother's sake, can't you just wait a little longer before telling her?"
Qi Nian suddenly felt a faint stinging pain in his heart.
The wound that had been covered up by time and seemed to have healed had already rotted away. As long as it was touched lightly, the festering stench would emit and flow into his limbs and bones.
His dark eyes dimmed instantly, and his whole person seemed to be wrapped in gloom.
A feeling of suffocation swept through his body instantly.
The hand holding the signature pen was shaking almost unnoticeably.
Qi Nian concealed himself very well, but Jiang Kuo still noticed these subtle changes.
Seeing Qi Nian's appearance, he immediately said with relief, "I know it's not your fault for what happened to his brother, but after all, he did it because of you..."
Qi Nian suddenly raised his eyes, interrupting Jiang Kuo's continued words.
"As you said, don't tell Qingran yet."
When he said this, his expression was clear and clear, without any emotion.
Jiang Kuo breathed a sigh of relief.
"She has a flight at nine o'clock in the evening. You come with me to pick her up at the airport."
"Ah."
Qi Nian nodded slightly and did not refuse.
After getting the answer he wanted, Jiang Kuo walked out of Qi Nian's office with satisfaction.
On the way to the airport, Qi Nian took out his mobile phone and sent Lin Ting a WeChat message.
I have to work overtime at night and may have to go back later.
Lin Ting had just returned from the ceramics shop. When he opened the door to change his shoes, he saw the news about Qi Nian.
She quickly edited the message and sent it.
I have also just arrived home. As a new official, you must be busy with a lot of things when you take office. Since the leader values you, you should perform well.
She just sent the message.
Someone rang the doorbell outside the door.
She looked through the peephole and saw a guy wearing courier clothes.
"Is anyone home? When your express delivery arrives, please open the door and sign for it."
Lin Ting did not open the door immediately, but asked cautiously: "I don't remember that I bought express delivery. Is it a mistake?"
The courier boy carefully checked the delivery address.
"That's right. The consignee's name is Qi Nian. Are you sure it's not your express delivery?"
"Qinian?"
Lin Ting then hurriedly opened the door: "It belongs to my husband."
"Then you can sign for it on his behalf."
"Ok."
Lin Ting took the pen handed by the courier and signed his name on the courier order.
While she was bending slightly to sign, the courier looked Lin Ting up and down.
Her beautiful body curves were clearly exposed under the hip-hugging skirt. Because she bent down to sign, the buttons on her chest fit tightly, as if they would burst open in the next second.
"No wonder I bought so many." He blurted out subconsciously.
"What did you say?"
"Nothing." The courier hurriedly denied.
Lin Ting took the express delivery from him and held it in her hand with difficulty. The weight made her frown and asked almost subconsciously: "What is this? Is it so heavy?"
"I don't know either. Can you open it and see for yourself?"
After he finished speaking, he turned around, shook his head slightly, and subconsciously smacked his mouth a few times.
"It's crazy how strong the demand is to consume so much."
Lin Ting was confused.
"Did he mean what he just said about me?"
She was puzzled by the courier boy's inexplicable words.
Lin Ting placed the express delivery on the dining table, took out his mobile phone, took a photo and sent it to Qi Nian.
Lin Ting: The courier just delivered a package. The recipient is your name. I signed for it for you.
Qi Nian: My express delivery?
He didn't remember buying anything, and he didn't have the habit of online shopping, nor did he mention his address in Shangheyuan anywhere else.
Lin Ting replied: It’s a big box, very heavy, and the packaging is quite tight.
Qi Nian didn't think much about it: Then help me take it apart and see what it is.
The car stopped at the airport.
The driver Xiao Ma said respectfully: "Master Qi, the airport has arrived."
Qi Nian and Jiang Kuo got off the bus.
At some point, he brought a bouquet of flowers from the trunk and threw them to Qi Nian.
"what do you mean?"
"Qingran finally came back and you came to pick up Feng Xichen, why don't you show some respect?"
Qi Nian glanced at the bouquet of white roses and couldn't help complaining: "You are well prepared, but I, a married person, am not suitable to give flowers to other women."
He threw the flowers back to Jiang Kuo.
"It's up to you to offer this courtesy."
As a well-known and responsible man, he still has a sense of propriety and self-awareness.
Jiang Kuo didn't force anything: "Okay, you're not happy if a good person asks you to do it."
The two of them walked side by side to the airport pick-up waiting area.
"Did her plane land?"
"The plane is delayed, but it should be out soon."
Qi Nian's eyes flashed with irritation.
If he hadn't come to pick him up at the airport, he would have been washed and hugged Lin Ting, playing for half an hour.
He subconsciously glanced at the time on his watch.
"Do you have anything else to do?"
"I don't know if your sister-in-law is asleep at this point."
Jiang Kuo was speechless, but he didn't listen to Lin for one night, and he was so anxious.
He complained mercilessly: "You are not thinking about sleeping with your sister-in-law right now, are you?"
"no?"
When he said this, there was no trace of shame on his face and he was very calm.
"Can't you control yourself? I'm really afraid that you will indulge too much and die young."
"Go to the side of death."
Qi Nian rolled his eyes at him and took out his cell phone to send a message to Lin Ting. It had only been a few hours since he had held her in his arms, and he was really thinking too hard.
"Qingran is out." Jiang Kuo stood up with excitement on his face.
Qi Nian calmly put the phone down, stood up and walked over.
A petite, thin girl with a sweet face and a refreshing bun walked into their sight.
She pushed the luggage with one hand.
"Qingran, this way." Jiang Kuo waved to her.
The girl followed the voice and looked over. The moment she saw Qi Nian, a smile as bright as a crabapple flower instantly bloomed on her face. With two shallow pear dimples, she looked like she had stepped out of an anime. sweet girl.
She walked happily and waved to Qinian.
"Brother Anian!"
The sweet voice sounded over the empty airport, attracting the attention of many people boarding the plane.
Qi Nian just looked at her with a calm expression, and the corners of his lips raised slightly.
"came back."
With uncontrollable joy on her face, the girl opened her arms and threw herself into Qinian's arms, hugging him tightly.
"Brother Anian, long time no see, I miss you so much." The girl's voice was filled with tears and she was choked with sobs.