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Chapter 570 Do You Know My Dad?

Looking at the crowded restaurant, Xia Qing couldn't help but be glad that Pei Ziqi had booked a seat.

Otherwise, you have to queue up at the door. Although the northwest wind will not blow, standing in the restaurant and smelling the aroma of food, it is not an ordinary test.

Pei Ziqi knew Xia Qing’s taste and ordered everything she liked to eat.

Xia Qing was holding her cell phone and chatting with Yu Xia and Fu Li.

Since the specific photos of the house were found, the four women kept chatting.

Xia Qing clicked on a group chat and saw no surprises in seeing a bunch of chat content flying by.

In the past, Xia Qing would think of taking a good look at what they were talking about, but now she doesn’t have the idea of ​​opening it up.

Because they are really not ordinary and change frequently.

Yan Zeyan didn't expect to meet Xia Qing.

Of course the man next to her made him very upset.

Humph, Yan Zeyan glanced at the so-called Xia Qing's boyfriend, he looked good.

But he is not as handsome as him, and he is just a B college student.

Although I am starting a business, it is just starting a business. There are so many IT companies starting a business every year, and I don’t know how many people are not successful.

Don’t look at it now. It seems that many angel investors are thinking about investing in Pei Ziqi’s company, but so what?

Even if you really absorb investment, the company will operate well. Those investors are not good at plagiarism and the requirements put forward are very strict.

Maybe Pei Ziqi is going to work for them in the end, but he is different.

Yan Zeyan did some good work yesterday, and he definitely had the advantage.

Now when I see Xia Qing, I take my phone and watch it. Pei Ziqi is taking care of ordering her own food. She doesn’t ask Xia Qing for her opinion throughout the whole process. This is definitely a zero point.

Afterwards, Pei Ziqi took out her cell phone and kept typing things into the cell phone, without any interaction with Xia Qing.

Yan Zeyan remembers that they should be in a passionate relationship period. Is there such a cold and passionate relationship period?

There must be something wrong? Yan Zeyan's calculations for himself have improved again.

Yan Zeyan tidied up his clothes and stood up.

Yan Zeyan's friend grabbed him, "What are you doing?"

"I met a friend and I'll be back soon."

Yan Zeyan hurried to Xia Qing's position, "Hello, Xia Qing, what a coincidence today."

Without waiting for Xia Qing and the others to agree, Yan Zeyan pulled out a stool and sat down.

As soon as Xia Qing finished a sentence, she looked up and saw the drunken ghost was there, which made her very unhappy.

I met yesterday, it can be said to be a coincidence, but was it really a coincidence today?

Xia Qing really didn't believe it would be such a coincidence, especially this guy sent flowers to his house in the morning.

Pei Ziqi looked up unhappily, why did anyone sit down like that without permission?

When Pei Ziqi heard the other party chatting with Xia Qing so enthusiastically, her face suddenly looked bad.

"Why are you here?" Xia Qing asked bluntly.

Yan Zeyan pointed to his friend's location, "We have served all the dishes from my friend and I."

"We are really a coincidence." Yan Zeyan was so happy, "We are so in tune with each other."

Damn, is this guy's brain getting into trouble? Xia Qing dares to bet that he said this on purpose.

If he doesn't know Pei Ziqi's identity, is it necessary to stare at him when he says this?

He is really capable. He actually poached so bluntly in front of Pei Ziqi?

Pei Ziqi coughed, "Who are you?"

"I am Xia Qing's friend Yan Zeyan, may I ask you." Yan Zeyan said deliberately.

"Xia Qing's fiancé." Pei Ziqi was not interested in telling the other party's name.

Xia Qing's eyes widened, "Do we know each other?"

“Are we familiar with each other?”

"When will we become friends?" Xia Qing really didn't expect that if she knew a name these days, she could become friends.

No wonder there are so many plastic friends now, because of people like Yan Zeyan.

"I know your name Xia Qing, you know my fame Yan Zeyan." Yan Zeyan was not angry, after all, in front of his fiancé.

No, isn't you a boyfriend? How come you suddenly become a fiancé, "Are you engaged?"

Xia Qing nodded, "Yes, I'm engaged."

"And we..." Xia Qing was about to say that if she knew that her name was a friend, her friend was really going to walk all over the floor.

"How can you get engaged?"

"And why don't you notify me?"

"How old are you? How do you know that you won't encounter a better future?"

"You can choose slowly." Yan Zeyan said excitedly to Xia Qing.

My mother, where did this come from? Xia Qing was shocked. The people who were eating around also noticed the situation here.

They stopped their chatting and eating, and watched them all.

One woman and two men, and someone is very excited, many people have their own different opinions in their hearts.

Xia Qing is really a big deal. I want to ask again if this guy really graduated from a prestigious American university?

"Am I familiar with you? Who are you?"

"It's my engagement with my fiancé and I, and why should I notify you?"

"To be honest, so what if you know my name?"

"Can those who know my name point finger at my decision?"

"I, I..." Yan Zeyan asked Xia Qing unceremoniously, and was dumbfounded, not knowing how to say it.

"We met on the plane last October, as you said yesterday."

"Then yesterday I went to pick up my dad, and I met you drunk in the restaurant aisle, which is the second time."

"It's the third time I've been dying today. Are you in your mind?"

"Mr. Yan, I suggest you go to the neurology to see if you have fantasies."

Xia Qing pulled a waiter and said, "Have we placed an order for our dishes?"

"If not, cancel, we won't eat."

No matter how delicious the food here is, Xia Qing was sentenced to death directly at this restaurant.

There are the most annoying guys here, and Xia Qing doesn't want to stay here in all kinds of ways.

"I, I..."

"I gave you flowers today..." Yan Zeyan raised his voice and said.

"Please don't harass my fiancée in the future. This will cause trouble for us, otherwise I don't mind talking to your father Yan Qiming."

Pei Ziqi thought he was familiar with him from the beginning, but she just couldn't remember who he was.

Later, after thinking about it, I felt that he looked more like Yan Qiming. Last time I heard my aunt mention that Yan Qiming's son was studying in a university in the United States.

It seems that he returned to China in October last year, so Pei Ziqi actually said something tentatively.

"Do you know my dad?" Yan Zeyan was stunned. No, how old this kid is, how could he know the old man?

"Why don't I know each other?" Pei Ziqi took out her cell phone and called Yan Qiming directly.

I have something to say with Yan Zeyan, just call his father directly.

Humph, so what if you are a rich second generation? It’s clear that you still have to rely on the old man at home.

Do such a person dare to offend the old man at home? He definitely dare not.

The rich second generation looks like a variety of glory, but they will never dare to act against the old man's wishes, otherwise they will not be able to bear the consequences.

Yan Zeyan looked at Pei Ziqi calling the old man, but in fact he really didn't believe it. In his opinion, it was impossible for Pei Ziqi to have an intersection with his own father.

Yan Zeyan dares to guarantee that his old man will support him.

Yan Zeyan had already figured out how to tell the old man about this. As long as he could marry Xia Qing, he would definitely go to work seriously.
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