"I think Zhizhi is right. Qin Zhizhi has loved lying since he was a child. The truth of this matter must be like this."

Mrs. Qin agreed, looking unhappy.

"Old Qin, don't be too angry. After all, she wasn't raised by us. Her character was already set at the age of three. No matter what you do, it can't be changed. Unlike our Zhizhi, who is smart and generous."

"Mom." Qin Zhizhi said coquettishly.

Mrs. Qin held Qin Zhizhi's hand, her face full of pity, "Okay, Mom knows that you get upset when I say something bad about her. Oh, Zhizhi, you are too kind and easy to be bullied. In two years, we will talk about marriage. How can Mom bear to marry you off?"

Qin Zhizhi said shyly, "Mom, please stop talking. I'm only 20 years old. It's too early to talk about marriage. Besides, I have to stay with you two elders to take care of you. I won't get married."

"Nonsense, there is no one who doesn't get married."

The family of three was talking and laughing.

"Qin Zhizhi's favorability increased by 20, and the current favorability is 60."

"Night, sister."

Qin Zhizhi came down from the stage and thought of Wen Wan in a corner.

Wen Wan curled the corners of his mouth and said, "Smile. You're the birthday girl today, be happy."

The smile on Qin Zhizhi's face exuded a bitter taste, "Thank you, Sister Wan, you are so good to me."

She took Wen Wan's hand and said, "You are our biological sister."

Wen Wanren held her hand and asked, "Why don't you explain?"

"They won't believe me even if I explain. It's been like this since I was a child. Look, my brother can't convince them either, right?" Qin Zhizhi was helpless.

It’s not that she doesn’t want to explain, it’s that she can’t explain because no one cares about the truth.

"I've been wronged." Wen Wan saw bottomless bitterness in her eyes.

"No, Qin Zhizhi was just proud for a moment. Don't worry, I have never suffered any loss from my words. Even if I let her feel proud today, I will make it up to her tomorrow." Qin Zhizhi said as if he remembered something important, and handed the envelope in his hand to Wen Wan.

"Thank you, Sister Wan, for letting Grace help me out. I'll return this invitation to you."

Wen Wan didn't answer. "This is Grace's own idea. She really likes you. It's not my idea."

"Really?" Qin Zhizhi digested Wen Wan's words and looked at Wen Wan with expectant eyes.

"Of course." Wen Wan's eyes were full of sincerity. "Congratulations."

"Ah! Entering Divine is every designer's dream. I never thought I'd be able to work with Grace. Oh my god, I must be dreaming, right?"

Qin Zhizhi pouts her chubby cheeks, blinks her big eyes non-stop, and shakes Wen Wan's arm excitedly.

"Oh my god, I've entered Divine! Sister Wan, after meeting you, I feel like I've become extremely, extremely, extremely lucky. You are my lucky star."

Qin Zhizhi's eyes rolled around, "Sister Wan, do you have a boyfriend?"

"how?"

"You are so kind. I want you to be my sister-in-law." Qin Zhizhi said coquettishly, "Sister Wan, can you be my sister-in-law? My brother is a little bit weak in health, but he is the same in other aspects."

She gave a thumbs-up.

"Cough cough." A cough came from behind.

Qin Zhan appeared behind the two of them, met Wen Wan's eyes, and smiled politely, "Miss Wen, I'm sorry for making you laugh."

Wen Wan smiled and didn't care.

Qin Zhizhi curled her lips, dissatisfied, "I want Sister Wan to be my sister-in-law."

"What are you thinking about? Sister Wan is my reserved sister-in-law." Ji Shi, a man with green hair, and a group of young masters walked over from the direction Qin Zhan came from.

"Sister Wan, it feels like two days have passed since we last met." He saw Wen Wan and greeted her warmly.

"Sister Wan, do you know Green Hair?" Qin Zhizhi was incredulous.

The sister she casually made friends with actually knew her childhood sweetheart. Kyoto is really small.

"Qin Zhizhi, you are so disrespectful. Why are you becoming less and less cute as you grow up? When you were little, you always chased after me and called me brother. You were so cute back then."

Ji Shiyu gritted his teeth and pinched Qin Zhizhi's chubby cheeks with his hands.

"Don't pinch my face, Green Hair!" Qin Zhizhi slapped Ji Shiyu's hand, "It hurts so much!"

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