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Fu Shang had some impression of the young manâs face.
Qin Nian, the unlucky guy who killed her in her previous life.
Hearing how Qin Nian addressed the person next to her, she narrowed her beautiful peach blossom eyes and snorted indifferently.
Qin Zhi, Qin Nian â¦
It turned out that they were brothers. No wonder this person could see through her identity at a glance. As the young master of the yin-yang family, if he couldnât even see this, he could just go and die.
However, Fu min still couldnât figure it out.
This person was clearly from a yin-yang family, so why did he become a police officer? Did he think that his three views were not shattered enough?
When he saw Qin Zhiâs face clearly and realized that he was not mistaken, Qin Nian happily sat down next to his brother, diagonally opposite Fu min. Just as he opened his mouth to say something, his eyes fell on Fu min.
A sentence was stuck in his throat, unable to come out.
âS-senior, Hello.â Qin Nian smiled embarrassedly.
Qin Zhi looked at them and raised his delicate eyebrows. He put down the chopsticks in his hand and casually turned his watch with his long and white fingers. He looked at the time.
âYou know each other?â he asked casually.
Fu Shang and the others sat at a corner near the window. Although there were not many people around, they were still worried that their conversation would be overheard.
He raised his hand and cast a spell to separate the people in the shop.
After making sure that no one could hear their conversation, Fu Shang began to speak without any restraint. He looked up at Qin Nian lazily and heated another piece of beef before replying to Qin Zhi.
âThatâs right. This kid even came to my tomb. Thanks to him, 1 was able to wake up earlier. I just donât know if he intended to dig my tomb.â
Qin Nianâs face flushed red. brother, Iâm just passing by,â she mumbled. Iâm not going to Rob a tomb. How could I go against my familyâs rules and do such a thingâ¦
Qin Zhi hummed in agreement. He didnât seem to want to continue this topic.
Picking up the phone, the young man raised his long and fair fingers slightly and handed the phone to Fu min. His thin lips opened and closed.
âLetâs add each other on WeChat, iâll push someone to you.â
Fu Shang ,â? Whoâs there?â
Qin Nian:â????â n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Brother, are you crazy?
You actually want to add a thousand-year-old female Zombieâs WeChat?
This world was too crazy.
âDidnât you want to film? I know two famous directors, and 1 can consider introducing you to their crew.â
Fu Shang was shamelessly moved.
She added Qin Zhiâs WeChat without hesitation and smiled pretentiously. âAiya,
Iâm so sorry to trouble you.â
Qin Nian continued to ask question marks. ??????â
He almost jumped up from his seat, he pointed at Fu Shang and shouted, ââYouâre a zombie, yet youâre going to film? are you kidding me? Are you going to act in a zombie movie?â
Fu Shang slammed his chopsticks on the table.
âWhy is there racial discrimination?â
Qin Nian smiled. I didnât mean it that way. I just find it a little unbelievable.
Fu Shang rolled his eyes,â youâre too ignorant.
She lowered her head and added Qin Zhiâs WeChat. She looked at the two people he pushed over and asked, ââHey, which director is more realistic? Heâs not that inflexible.â
Qin Zhi frowned, donât even think about it. Theyâre not good-looking. Theyâre fat middle-aged men in their forties or fifties, and they all have families. I canât be your sugar daddy.â
Fu Shang:â?????â
âAre you crazy?â