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Chapter Thirteen Do not believe you can cover the sky with one hand

Sighing coldly at the man in front of him who was as dark as a devil, An Qinan sat down on the other side of the desk, picked up the falling "maintenance contract" and browsed it quickly, the sneer at the corner of her mouth became even more bitter.

He really did whatever he could do to achieve his goal, inhaling and raising his hand, then swish, swish, swish!

After a few swings of scattered pieces of paper were swept in the air, and once again the face was damaged. Nanmen Zun's eyebrows began to bend into an unhappy curve, and his deep eyes were as sharp as a knife, "Pick it up!"

In the last picture, there were only four dazzling big words left. An Qin held it in her hand and handed it to him, "Nanmen Zun, put away your alms, I don't believe you can really cover the sky with one hand!"

Neil Business School is a direct affiliated college in Jiangcheng City. No matter how many tentacles of Nanmen Zun have, it does not have the right to cancel the admission qualification of an outstanding student for no reason!

In the last prison disaster, it might be nothing if he could make excuses to put her in danger, but this time she didn't believe that the rich people in the world could really cover up the sky with one hand and let those who live at the bottom have no way to survive!

Her confident eyes, firm beliefs, and stubborn pride were all so... ridiculous!

"Swish..." Nanmen Zun suddenly leaned forward, his exquisite and beautiful face enlarged in front of An Qin's eyes. He smiled in a sensational way, "Should I say you are too naive? Or too stupid?"

"You are the innocent!" An Qin retreated, got up and left. The weaker you are in some people, the more they will bully you. Instead of surrendering humbly, it is better to fight back with all your strength!

The little back was full of sad stubbornness and unyieldingness. The interest in the corner of Nanmen Zun's mouth became stronger and stronger. "I am looking forward to it more and more...you beg me! After you realize your stupidity-"

The low and hoarse charming voice is like a call from hell, easily establishing the life and death of others.

Thinking that he continued to speak ill of each other, even taking action, but until he left Neil Business School, everything was as calm as water, An Qin was slightly uneasy and used the excuse to deceive her brother with room for discussion. She hurried to the Tian family.

Tian Xin's face was full of sorrow, and her eyebrows were beating with anxiety. "Qinzi, the power of Nanmen Zun, even if my father lost all his money, it would not be enough. This time you underestimate him too much!"

"But, Neil Business School is directly under the city—"

"So what? To put it in an exaggeration, municipal units have to act according to Nanmen Zun's expression, let alone a mere school?" Tian Xin sighed in pain, "I can only ask my father to do my best, I really can't guarantee anything!"

For three days, Tian Jiahao was forced by Tian Xin and was searching for news day and night. He spent a lot of effort and financial resources to connect the relationship between the upper and lower levels. In the end, he didn't even know why An Yan was disqualified from the school. He only heard that it was inconvenient to disclose the reason to the outside world, which was related to the students** They have the right not to explain to any institution!

That means that there is authority to be dictatorial, and no other institutions are allowed to interfere!

During the whole three days, An Qin and An Yan's life was terrible, but the uneasiness in her heart became more and more turbulent. She thought that those domineering words were just talked about when he was idle. She never expected that he would be in love. Even the school he was about to attend was found out and even took ruthless measures. Does this mean that he would not give up if he did not achieve his goal?

So, is the quietness of these three days considered the last peace on the eve of the storm?

When Tian Jiahao told her everything, she was not too surprised. She sat quietly on the sofa, her mouth was so bitter that she couldn't say a word.

"Qinzi, don't worry, what if there is any other way!" Tian Xin hugged her tightly in her arms, but she didn't know how to comfort her. She said a few dry words, and there was almost no need to find out the loopholes!

"Actually, this is nothing. Being able to climb to the Third Young Master of the South Gate is a blessing you have cultivated in your previous life. How many people are begging and looking forward to it will not be your good opportunity!"

"Dad, what are you talking about?" Tian Xin interrupted Tian Jiahao's snobbish remarks with angrily, "You don't understand Qinzi at all. You have nothing to do here. Go and do it!"

There was no way to get to the spoiled daughter since childhood, Tian Jiahao patted An Qin on the shoulder and left meaningfully!

"Xinzi, I have a performance tonight, so I'll leave first!" Without waiting for my friend to comfort her, she had already smiled with peace of mind, stood up and left, leaving Tian Xin with her mouth open and her eyes were worried.

All night, she was in a daze. At the lively masquerade party, her charming mask covered her face, and her piano keys were painted in bright colors. The chaotic piano sound was drowned in the noise. The corners of her mouth were curled up, and several other keys were wrong!

Bang!

The sound of high heels kicking on the piano legs, she lowered her head lightly, the shoes...

"Sorry!" She looked up and smiled, and the woman in black clothes and a pink feather mask in front of her was holding the violin tightly in her hands, and the music didn't stop.

That was her partner tonight. The party gave them the same shoes, and the black sandals with slightly high heels exposed their entire instep. She was wearing black clothes, An Qin was wearing white clothes, and two masks, one green and one pink. It was really a strange scenery on this unique performance.

The woman's indifferent eyes turned and had returned to the spot to continue playing the violin. Every rhythm and every tune was accurate, and she looked serious and as if she was performing in the Golden Hall of Vienna.

"I don't like my partner being absent-minded!"

It took a long time to hear her faint voice coming, and she was still an extremely young girl.

"Every time you perform, you should be the most attentive, because it is for yourself, for the person you love the most!"

An Qin raised her eyes in a touch, and the woman turned her eyes away and fell quietly in the distance. There were lamps and burning wall lamps. Looking at the wall lamp, An Qin thought: She is a person with a story!

Such a partner can no longer allow her to be distracted. She closes her eyes and lets her soul travel. Her fingers are agile. Every note gives her the most perfect life. The violin sound in her ears is beautiful and moving. Every combination of music is the most beautiful and enjoyable!

Suddenly, the violin came to an abrupt end, enjoying the withdrawal, she raised her head in surprise.

The nouveau riche who had been drinking almost the same beer was pulling the woman's bow in his hand, and looked in from her collar with his turbid eyes, "What's the point of pulling this? I have something good for you to pull. I'll make a hundred times more money than this one. Come with me!"

"Get out!" The tender voice was so indifferent that it was heartbreaking.

"Oh, I'm still a fierce girl, I like to play with fierce girls!" In this kind of occasion, when encountering people who are not good at it, others will not meddle in other people's business, including the organizers of the party.

An Qin frowned, and saw that the woman was surrounded by the nouveau riche's subordinates, the woman clenched her fists tightly, her eyes clearly extinguished resistance and patience. Those dirty words made people unable to bear it. When the sinful hand was wrapped around the woman's waist, An Qin stood up suddenly.

At the same time, the woman swung the violin and waved it hard at the nouveau riche's ancestor. Her other hand flexibly snatched the bow and ran away. Her subordinates hurriedly chased her. An Qin tripped under her feet and almost grabbed the man in the woman's dress and fell to the ground.

The woman ran away, and she stayed where she was. The man who was eyeing her was angry, "Dare you dare to ruin my good things, believe it or not, I will chop you up?"

An Qin couldn't help but smile bitterly before the men could react, she suddenly pushed down the flower basket in front of her. The big flower spread out and several men were all covered with thorns. The rose had thorns, and it was easy to get rid of them in a hurry. The scene was in chaos.

Taking the opportunity, she ran out with her skirt, hid behind the pillars on the balcony at a corner, pulled the curtains a few times to hide herself. Listening to the sound of footsteps chasing her away, she breathed a sigh of relief and leaned softly on the pillars.

"You're causing trouble again?"
Chapter completed!
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