Without even thinking about it, Xiaohe shook her head again and again: "Sister, I don't know how to play cards."

"You can learn if you don't know how to fight!" Fu Ziqiu pulled his sister over, "You fight, I'll teach you."

After Xiaohe was dragged onto the stage, Rila also sat down.

After playing for a while, Xiaohe basically learned it, so Fu Shiting gave up the position to Ziqiu.

"I'll go and see what your mother is doing." Fu Shiting was afraid that Qin An'an would be bored by herself, so he wanted to see what she was doing.

Fu Ziqiu teased: "Dad, you don't think it's interesting to play cards with us! Why don't you call mom to play."

"I'll ask."

After Fu Shiting left, he never came back.

He took Qin Anan out for a walk.

The house where the two elders of the Jin family live is an old villa area, and the environment in the community is quite good.

"Husband, are you a little sad?" Qin Anan smiled and glanced at him, "I guessed that Rila could convince Si Nian."

"It's okay." Fu Shiting looked into the distance and said calmly, "Rilla yearns for marriage. Even if there was no Jin Sinian, she would marry another man. Although I have prejudice against Jin Sinian, I also He's undeniably good at what he does."

"This matter has come to fruition so far. From now on, we and Si Nian will be a family."

Fu Shiting didn't answer, but he didn't raise any objections.

"Do you still remember that when your daughter was fifteen years old, she drew a picture?" Qin An'an suddenly remembered the picture her daughter had drawn.

Rila has painted many paintings, and Fu Shiting has seen almost all of them, so he doesn't remember which one Qin Anan is talking about.

"She once painted a picture of a girl wearing a wedding dress in a church." The reason why Qin An'an remembered it was probably because he, like Rila, had fantasized about dreamy weddings.

Fu Shiting had a little impression, "You asked your daughter who the girl in the painting was, and she said it was herself."

"Yes. You still remember!" Qin Anan laughed, "Rilla wants a grand wedding. So let's help her prepare!"

Fu Shiting: "Shouldn't you ask your daughter first? What style does she want, and when will the wedding be? You have to decide first, right?"

Qin An'an: "Then I'll talk to her in private later. Let's see when she moves to Si Nian's house."

Fu Shiting: "Yes."

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South University.

After the list of intern hosts came out, the entire broadcasting and hosting department exploded.

A total of eight people were selected, including four seniors, two juniors, one sophomore, and one freshman.

"How come there are freshmen and sophomores selected this year? I think in previous years, they were basically selected from juniors, juniors and seniors!"

"Maybe she's better!" Someone mocked in a sour tone, "The sophomore can be considered a celebrity in our department. She is indeed better and beautiful. But the freshman... I remember her Apart from being good-looking, it seems to have no strength at all, right?"

"Fu He is really not good. I heard her speak. She has an accent."

"No wonder she doesn't like to talk! So it's because she has an accent!"

"My God! She has an accent and can still get an internship in a TV station? Is the TV station run by her father?" JrNovels.com