Jiang Zhaoyu’s peach blossom appeared in the year Xu Yin was pregnant with the baby.

 At the beginning of her pregnancy, she had a big reaction. He Shi asked her to rest at home, but what should she do with so many orders from the studio? So Professor He, who was looking forward to becoming a grandfather, came forward and recommended a schoolgirl whose design style was similar to hers.

Song Xinci is two years younger than Xu Yin and is also a student of Professor He.

 After she arrived, Xu Yin was at home to raise her baby with peace of mind. The studio was entrusted to the school girl to take care of. In addition to the orders, there were many miscellaneous chores.

 We contacted her several times, and she was still busy in the studio very late. Xu Yin felt bad about it, and occasionally asked her brother to bring some fruit to eat.

 After a while, the two singles came together.

That year, two happy events happened to the family - she gave birth to a baby girl, and her brother had a girlfriend.

 “Yinyin, Tiantian is so cute!”

In the early spring of the next year, Song Xinci came to see her and the baby, carrying a large box of soft toys suitable for the little boy to play with, and to finalize the procedures for the negotiation meeting tomorrow afternoon.

 In the warm afternoon, the two of them sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and played with the baby.

“If you like you, just agree to my brother’s proposal and have one yourself.” Xu Yin joked.

 She automatically logged into Penguin through her mobile phone number. There was a client who liked to use Penguin to transfer files, so she logged into Penguin, which had not been used for thousands of years, and waited to receive it.

Song Xinci wanted to come back as a joke, but accidentally scanned her Penguin account—

“Stars sinking into the sea? Ahhh! Stars sinking? Little stars? I’m a ‘crispy, crispy pineapple cake’!”

　　　　!!”

 Xu Yin raised her head in shock: "You, you, you...are you my brother's fan?"

 More than just!

　　Seems like he’s still the leader of the “yue you didn’t discuss it” anti-fan group.

"Hey! That was all so many years ago. After watching "Sounds in My Ear" and "Music First", I turned from a fan to a fan. Now I am a fan, really! I swear! I am a fan of the fans. It was disbanded a long time ago, don’t you know?”

 Xu Yin: “…”

She hasn’t been on Penguin for many years. If it hadn’t been for the client’s suggestion this time, she would have forgotten about the black fan group.

Unexpectedly, all the time, the little sisters who once shared the same hatred in Jiang Zhaoyu’s black fans have now become sisters-in-law!

Who could have imagined this ending!

Looking back on what happened in the past, both of them felt so childish.

“Little Xingxing, why did you hate Jiang Zhaoyu so much at that time?”

"Well…"

 Can we say that it is not actually her?

“Maybe, the rebellion is more serious. Actually, I don’t hate him. Really, I still have a number, let me show you.”

Xu Yin was afraid that she would go back and complain to her brother, so she quickly pulled out another trumpet to prove that she was not a fan of Jiang Zhaoyu.

"Wow! This number turns out to be yours? I often saw it at that time... Hehe, to tell you the truth, I scolded you with this number. At that time, I thought it was the navy hired by Jiang Zhaoyu. I also said that this navy was too dedicated. Every attack is accurate, every word is a pearl."

Xu Yin asked curiously: "Why do you hate my brother?"

"It's a long story. Didn't he have a girlfriend when he was in art school? That girl took away my little sister's boyfriend and deliberately wronged my little sister. She has such a bad character. I preconceptionally thought that he was also very good. poor."

 “Oh? Is he really that bad?”

Song Xinci waved her hand: "I already said that was my initial impression. Later, I found out through variety shows that he was pretty good, so I didn't criticize him anymore."

 Xu Yin covered her face and said, "That's not what I said."

"ah?"

Song Xinci turned around, and was surprised to find Jiang Zhaoyu standing at the door at some point. In the depths of his dark eyes, a fire flickered, so hot that it could burn her.

 It’s fatal!

 She stretched out her hand towards Xu Yin: "Save me, little Xingxing!"

Xu Yin laughed dryly. At this moment, she was crossing the river and could not protect herself. He picked up his daughter and hurried away: "Well, Tiantian's father should be back, and he is probably looking for me. You guys can chat slowly!"

　　　…”

He Shi must have heard about it from his uncle. He pestered Xu Yin at night and asked, "I heard that you stayed up all night to fight against anti-fans for my brother when you were a freshman and sophomore? You also spoke for my brother and was named and praised by the national TV station. Then I Woolen cloth?"

Brother, what you had for dinner was lemons instead of rice, right? So sour?

 “You want to eat this kind of vinegar?”

Xu Yin rolled her eyes at him.

 He said in his heart that before fighting against the anti-fans, he must slander him to death. Do you want this treatment?

He Shi chuckled, turned over and pressed her down: "It's okay if you don't want me to be jealous, just let me eat something sweet."

　　　…”

 The next day, Xu Yin slept until three o'clock in the morning before waking up.

Picked up the phone tremblingly, and saw the message He Shi left around eight o'clock, saying that he took his daughter to play with his father and asked her to sleep a little longer. There was a cup of bird's nest stewed in the pot, and he remembered to drink it when he woke up.

 You are so considerate now. Why didn't you listen to her last night? Even though I said I don’t want it, I’m still coming.

Had she not had that memory, she would have suspected that the person who was trying to blackmail her to death was not Jiang Zhaoyu, but He Shijin.

Xu Yin rubbed her sore waist and was about to put down her phone when Song Xinci sent a voice message, her voice was hoarse and charming:

“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Little Xingxing, your brother is not a human being. I have explained it so clearly, but he still wants to punish me. Can the afternoon negotiation meeting be rescheduled to tomorrow?"

 She may not be able to get out of bed today. The hateful man is still unwilling to let her go. He forced her to dig out old almanacs. If she insulted him a few times, he would punish her several times.

Xu Yin was curious: "How will he punish you?"

 “嘤嘤嘤…”

it is more than words.

　　　…”

 Well, it seems that we are sisters who share the same problem.

Xu Yin sent an emoticon saying "I sympathize with you".

He Shi ate some unwarranted vinegar, which made her tired all night. Thinking about it, "Crispy Pineapple Cake" was the most active fan group leader in Heijiang Zhaoyu back then...emmm...take care, sister-in-law!

 …

Xu's father didn't know what was going on. When he saw his son taking Xiao Song home for dinner and seeing a diamond ring on her ring finger, he knew that a happy event was coming. He was so happy that the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes were so numerous that they almost caught up with the wrinkles of pastry.

“When is the wedding date planned? Dad went to the temple to find a good day.”

Song Xinci's face turned red and she almost buried her face in her rice bowl.

Jiang Zhaoyu caught her actions with his peripheral vision, a smile flashed in his eyes, he filled a bowl of soup for Xu's father, and said slowly: "Dad, don't be anxious about the day. I will accompany her back to her hometown during the Chinese New Year this year to discuss it with her parents." We’ll arrange it later.”

Although her parents are busy worrying about her brother and younger brother's marriage and really don't care much about her daughter, after all, it is a lifelong event and etiquette must be in place.

Father Xu nodded hurriedly: "Yes, yes, that's right. Then you should finish work early this year, take Xiao Song back to stay for a few more days, and prepare the gifts in a decent manner... Forget it, I'll discuss the gift preparation with your sister. She knows better than you."

Jiang Zhaoyu: “…”

 “Pfft…”

Song Xinci couldn't hold it back for a moment and laughed out loud.

With one look, she immediately pretended to be immersed in eating and acted like a quail.

 He laughed angrily.

Where did such a timid person get the courage to create a black fan group and use various rhythms to blackmail him in the group?

Thinking of this, he moved his fingertips that seemed to still have her fragrant body odor, and wanted to punish her again...

 {End of this article}