Chapter 520 Fish Farming Game 8

Chapter 520 Fish Farming Game 8

After a simple breakfast, Lingyao prepared to drive to the studio.

After asking Qiu Lin for his opinion, he strongly chose to go to the office with Lingyao.

In the car, Lingyao looked at Qiu Lin, who was touching things here and there in the back seat, fiddling with the car window from one end to the other.

I quickly set some rules for him.

"Don't talk nonsense in the office." If someone with ulterior motives hears it, the baby God of Wealth might be secretly taken away by the research institute for research one day.

"If anyone asks, just say I'm your sister."

Qiu Lin, who was sitting in the back seat and pulling at the pocket behind the seatback, paused when he heard this.

The little face immediately made a shape of spitting bubbles, but this time it was not bubbles.

It's his disapproval.

"Why, you are obviously not my sister."

Lingyao found it a little funny listening to his righteous yet childish questions.

He drummed his fingers on the steering wheel.

"So who do you want to introduce me to them?"

Qiu Lin's hands, which were originally pulling the pocket on the back of the chair, slightly bent and began to grasp the high-quality leather on the back of the chair.

His eyes flickered: "At least she's not my sister."

While the two were talking, the car had already arrived at the entrance of the studio building. Lingyao was too lazy to talk nonsense with him and just opened the door and got out.

"Remember what I just said."

He didn't forget to give me a reminder before getting off the bus.

Qiu Lin stood where he was, facing Lingyao's sharp gaze, and could only surrender.

He nodded reluctantly.

Sure enough, as the two of them walked in one after the other, An Xing, who was waiting inside, looked at the unfamiliar face that startled him at first glance.

I asked immediately.

"Sister Yao, who is this?"

Before Lingyao could open her mouth, Qiu Lin, who was following behind her, probably had the incident just now echoing in his mind.

When Ansheng asked, he immediately responded.

"I'm his sister."

......

There was a moment of silence.

An Sheng couldn't help but secretly look Qiu Lin up and down.

With this figure, this appearance, and this voice, she doesn't sound like a woman.

From Thailand.

Before his thoughts could continue.

Qiu Lin realized what he had just said and felt embarrassed.

A halting explanation.

"No, she is my sister..." After saying that, Qiu Lin added quietly, "There is no blood relationship."

After saying that, he carefully lifted his eyelids to look at Lingyao's reaction.

When he found that Lingyao was not unhappy, his tense expression immediately relaxed.

An Sheng nodded in understanding, although he still felt that the word "bloodline" was a bit strange.

But it's not a big deal.

With a warm smile on his face, he walked over and raised his hand towards Qiu Lin.

"Hello, I'm your sister's assistant. My name is An Sheng, and you can also call me Xiao Sheng."

Although he was obviously much older than the boy who looked to be no more than 18 or 19 years old.

But Ansheng didn't dare to let the boss's younger brother call him brother in front of the boss.

Just like He Sen, even though he is two years younger than him, An Xing still follows everyone else in the studio and calls him Brother Sen.

Thinking of this, An Xing suddenly felt something was wrong.

How many non-blood-related brothers does Sister Yao have?

Is this the life of a successful lady?

Qiu Lin looked at An Sheng in front of him and didn't understand why the other party asked him to call him Xiao Sheng.

He should obviously be Lao Sheng.

And the hand he raised before his eyes.

Qiu Lin glanced at Lingyao's face, and after getting Lingyao's hint, he raised his hand and gently shook hands with Ansheng.

"My name is Qiu Lin."

An Xing nodded in understanding, with a teasing smile on his face.

He saw clearly that just now Qiu Lin had to look at Lingyao's expression even before shaking hands.

This younger brother is controlled so strictly by Sister Yao?

"Do you have anything else?"

Lingyao's cold voice brought Ansheng back to his senses.

When he met Lingyao's eyes, An Sheng immediately shook his head and stepped back.

"No, no, Sister Yao, I have already placed the information of the new commission on your desk."

Lingyao nodded and walked in with Qiulin.

Before this, Qiu Lin’s sleep time in the game was always over twelve hours.

I slept late yesterday and got up early today with Lingyao.

Qiu Lin felt sleepy not long after entering the office.

He ran to Lingyao, rubbed his eyes and said he was sleepy.

Lingyao pointed to the spacious sofa in the office.

And the thin blanket next to the sofa.

Qiu Lin immediately understood what he meant and ran to the sofa, spread out a thin blanket and lay down.

He tucked in the quilt himself very skillfully, just like he did in the game before, grabbing the top of the quilt to cover his chin.

I closed my eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Lingyao finished reading the information in a short while. Ansheng was waiting for Lingyao to come out outside the door to carry out the commission.

The boss who usually slams the door and leaves with quick steps, today left the office very quietly.

She met his gaze and immediately made a gesture to keep quiet.

An Xing immediately shut his mouth, and only moved the corners of his lips slightly until he walked out of the studio.

"Sister Yao, isn't your brother going with us?"

Go to hell, just stay in the office.

"No, he's sleeping."

An Xing was a little surprised. He thought that Sister Yao’s “new brother” would come to work in their studio just like He Sen.

And now He Sen's position is vacant, and the new brother can take over.

I didn't expect that the other party didn't have this idea.

However, Qiu Lin is sleeping now, and Lingyao was unusually cautious when she went out just now.

An Sheng suddenly felt that Qiu Lin was the one Sister Yao truly loved. When had He Sen ever received such treatment?

Last time I came to see Sister Yao, I was thrown out of the office...

"Xiao Min's boyfriend is Zhang Youfa, 25 years old this year. He has been staying at Xiao Min's house since he graduated from college. He has nothing to do and has picked up a lot of bad habits."

"But because they have no money, they just play games and gamble a little. This person is not lustful, so seducing him probably won't work."

"Why not?"

Lingyao interrupted Ansheng, her voice cold but every word powerful.

"A rich and beautiful woman, try to see if he will take the bait."

An Xing immediately realized that he had indeed made a serious logical error.

Previously, I had denied this path only because of my lustfulness.

But who says that seduction between opposite sexes is only about appearance?

Or character, or temperament, or financial strength, or personal charm.

As long as you hit the point that the other person needs, it will be an incomparable attraction.

Just like for Zhang Youfa, money is what he values ​​most.

Because what he lacks most now is money.

An Xing looked at Ling Yao with admiration: "So Sister Yao, are you going to do it yourself?"

?

Lingyao gave Ansheng a look that asked, "Are you sick?"

How can she be a boss if she has to do such a small thing by herself?

She might as well be a brothel owner.