My sisters drove me away, and now they are crying and begging for my forgiveness?

"It's okay, Sister Yan is not a stingy person."

Lin An pulled Qin Tinghan to sit down.

Yan Jinyu glanced at him but didn't refute.

Qin Tinghan and Yan Jinyu are not very familiar with each other yet. Although Yan Jinyu is now half her agent, Qin Tinghan is not good at socializing. She feels that Yan Jinyu is only helping her out of Lin An's face.

With Lin An around, she didn't force herself to socialize.

After ordering the dishes, Yan Jinyu glanced at Qin Tinghan, but spoke to Lin An: "What are you going to do with her next step?

"What do you think?"

"The biggest taboo for new stars is not being able to handle a wave of traffic, especially when their works are not good. They have to immediately arrange other ways out, otherwise, traffic will run away. Other artists spend some money and their traffic runs away. I think we can let her participate in some variety shows and follow Tan Weiwei's route. Variety shows are the fastest way to increase popularity."

Qin Tinghan lowered his head and listened, with anxiety in his eyes.

"Not busy at the moment."

Lin An told Yan Jinyu that Qin Tinghan would be given a role in the palace drama. It would be a very important supporting role, but he would appear relatively late.

"That's better than being on a variety show. The most important thing for an artist is their work."

"Well, I'll arrange things in the next few days and send my sister over. How are other matters at the studio recently? How is Cheng Yilin?"

"They are all newcomers, and they all need training. Mr. Huang arranged for Cheng Yilin to attend classes, intending to let her develop more in the field of film and television drama songs. Among the pure freshmen, Cheng Yilin is somewhat famous, but among the second-rate freshmen, Cheng Yilin is a little bit inferior. She is not good-looking enough, has no background, and has no connections. It is not easy to arrange for such newcomers. She likes to watch dramas, so it is just right for her to sing film and television drama songs."

"Ah."

Qin Tinghan drank a few sips of tea to moisten his throat, and suddenly said, "I don't want to go to film."

The sudden interruption brought the conversation to an abrupt halt.

Lin An looked at Qin Tinghan: "Sister, what's wrong?"

Qin Tinghan bit her lip and nodded against her will: "I don't like filming." When she said this, there was an uncertainty in her voice that she herself didn't even notice.

But Qin Tinghan's reaction made Lin An very sure: "Sister, can you tell me what's wrong with you?"

Qin Tinghan raised her eyes and met Lin An's eyes that could see through her. She immediately looked away: "I don't have any difficulties, I just don't like it."

Lin An looked at Yan Jinyu.

There was a look of exploration in Yan Jinyu's eyes, and she seemed to know something: "Come out with me for a moment."

Yan Jinyu stood up and walked out.

Lin An also stood up.

Qin Tinghan called Yan Jinyu in an urgent tone: "Sister Yan, what do you want to tell my brother?"

Yan Jinyu said calmly, "We are afraid that you may feel uncomfortable listening to work matters. We will not let artists know some things that they should not know."

Yan Jinyu pulled Lin An out of the box and walked to the stairs next to him before speaking earnestly, "Your sister is in love, did you know that?"

Lin An was stunned, but quickly changed the focus: "With whom?"

"The surname should be Qi, and the name should be Qi Yi."

Qi Yi? Lin An searched his mind for a long time and was sure that he didn't know him, but he could think that Qin Tinghan's lack of confidence and desire to quit the circle were because of this man.

"How did we meet?"

It is a good thing for Qin Tinghan to fall in love, but it is not a good thing to neglect his career for the sake of love.

For artists, all inexplicable approaches have a purpose.

Yan Jinyu shook her head: "I'm not sure, but I think there is someone who knows better than me."

Lin An frowned: "Comrade agent, it seems that you don't care much about your artists."

There are two people in the studio, Qin Tinghan and Cheng Yilin, how can Yan Jinyu...

Lin An thought about this and said, "You mean, Cheng Yilin knows everything about my sister?"

Yan Jinyu patted his shoulder and said, "If I remember correctly, Cheng Yilin's boyfriend seems to be closely related to your sister's boyfriend. After all, they both have the last name Qi. Check it out when you have time. The most taboo thing for new artists is to be in love."

The Cheng Yilin that Lin An knew seemed to be a simple-minded girl.

But if Cheng Yilin was the one who facilitated Qin Tinghan's affairs, then what did she want?

Back in the box, Qin Tinghan looked at the two of them nervously, but seeing that they looked normal and were chatting about the new play, he didn't seem too sensitive.

After the meal, Yan Jinyu left first.

In the car, a silent and weird atmosphere lingered around Qin Tinghan. She should say something to Lin An, but how should she start?

"Sister, do you still remember the dream you told me about?"

Lin An suddenly spoke, and Qin Tinghan was dazed and panicked.

Dreams? Of course she remembered.

That was after they moved into the new house and opened the delicatessen. Seeing that everything was moving in the right direction, but not knowing what to do, she chatted with Lin An all night, and while slightly drunk, she answered him: I want to be a singer, a singer who can be liked by many people.

The words were still ringing in her ears and her thoughts returned. Qin Tinghan lowered her head in shame, but when she thought of what Qi Yi had said to her, she suddenly faced a dilemma between love and career.

"Aan, I'm sorry."

Qin Tinghan bit her lip, she knew how much Lin An had planned for her, but giving up now was a timely way to cut his losses. Compared to singing, she knew nothing about acting.

Thinking of his actual situation, Qin Tinghan let out a breath of resignation: "An, you don't have to worry about me. I'm fine the way I am now. I just simply like singing. When I know that reality has deviated too far from my ideal, I will recognize myself and not cause you any more trouble."

Lin An didn't say anything, just looked out the window. After a long while, he said slowly, "Sister, do you know what you are doing? Aren't you afraid that you will regret it one day?"

Qin Tinghan opened her mouth. She wanted to say that she would not regret it, but she couldn't say it.

"Is it worth it for a man?"

Lin An's words were like a soul-searching question, going straight to Qin Tinghan's heart.

Qin Tinghan knew Yan Jinyu would tell him, and he felt even more ashamed, and whispered, "Qi Yi said that it's too hard for me to become famous, and I don't want my affairs to bother me and you at the same time."

Lin An turned around and looked at her with a firm look: "Sister, you are not a problem to me, and you will never be."

"Also, who said it's hard for you to become famous? With me here, it's easy for you to become famous."

Even if Qin Tinghan only sang and used all his strength to help her, it would only be a matter of time before she became famous.

"Really, really?"

Qin Tinghan murmured, was it really that she was overthinking? Could love and career be achieved at the same time?

Lin An parked the car on a secluded roadside and gripped the steering wheel tightly to replace his urge to smoke: "Sister, how did you and Qi Yi know each other?"

Qin Tinghan knew that this matter could not be kept secret for long. Since Lin An was also in a relationship, he should understand her.

"He helped me once."

When mentioning Qi Yi, Qin Tinghan smiled sweetly.

It was obvious that Qin Tinghan, a young woman who had just fallen in love, could not listen to anything he said.

Because of this, Lin An felt chilled when he heard her talk about her love story with Qi Yi.

A very clichéd hero saving the beauty.

Qin Tinghan was having dinner with a friend and was molested by a drunk man. Qi Yi came to his aid and was injured. Qin Tinghan took him to the hospital, so they exchanged contact information. After a few interactions, they developed a liking for each other and got together as if it was natural.

"How long?"

Qin Tinghan blushed: "Less than a month."

Therefore, it was the coincidence of time during which he went to Beijing that made it difficult for Lin An not to think of it as a conspiracy.

"Aan, are you unhappy?"

It would be strange if he was happy.

Lin An asked, "When can I see him?"

"Okay, I'll ask him."

Lin An was much calmer than she had imagined.

"what for?"

“Pharmaceutical chain.”

medicine?

Lin An curled his lips, everything now had a traceable path.