He Jiaming heard the word "mixed-blood" and thought he was hallucinating. Please, that little girl who is not good-looking is sweet and slutty? She has never had a relationship with mixed-blood for life, right? It’s her luck to be able to go abroad! Still mixed-blood?

"You really think I'm drunk? She's so filthy, it can't be a mixed race." He answered vaguely.

Xu Sheng insisted: "But I have seen her, she has blue eyes and is a student at a university stationed in northern Sichuan. I can't read it wrong. Who would read the wrong beauty?"

He Jiaming sneered: "You are really wrong. Sweetheart is not blue eyes, otherwise I will pick out my eyes and use them as marbles for you to play with."

"It's too cruel for me to go here. I can't afford to play with this toy." Xu Sheng waved his hands repeatedly, "It's not that bad, but the person you like - is sweetheart?"

"Yeah." He Jiaming smiled and looked at his phone obsessively, "Is it a very cute name? Little sweetheart."

Xu Sheng shook his goosebumps all over his body: "Maybe he is not alone."

"What's the name of the person you're talking about?" He Jiaming didn't care and didn't think he was alone.

"I don't know what it is, but at least it's not sweetheart." Xu Sheng shrugged, "Forget it, I think you should divert your attention. Where is the fragrance of flowers in the world? Why do you have to pinch this one?"

"Are you writing couplets?" He Jiaming took a big sip of wine, "All right, maybe I'm a little angry. When I figure it out, maybe I won't be interested in her."

The two stopped talking about women and talked nonsense all over the world. Xu Sheng invited He Jiaming to find two girls together, and He Jiaming shirked off on the grounds of a headache.

He just wants to hug sweetheart now and just wants to sleep with sweetheart. The remaining women don’t taste enough. So what if the breasts are big? He doesn’t even have the desire to see them.

If this continues, will he become a monk? He Jiaming is completely depressed. He is only 28 years old and has a strong spirit. He doesn't want him to have no love from now on.

He stayed bored for a week in Hawaii. He felt bored, so he took a plane to Dubai again. This kind of life of luxury is also a small case for him. Anyway, as long as he doesn't see the sweetheart, he will feel much better.

Beiting City, China.

As the end of the year was getting closer, the situation on He Jing's side became stable. Situ Zheng also came back a few days later. He didn't say much about this matter, but just gave Qinglang a few hurried words to tell him not to have too much contact with He Jing in the future - this is what He Jing said himself.

Situ Qinglang was quite surprised after hearing this, but this was exactly the result he was looking forward to, so he had no objection.

Sweetheart enters the final exam season and is enumerating every day. She is the backbone of the 408 dormitory - Sweetheart is in hand, and the exam is worry-free.

Situ Qingqing has been looking for her recently. When she was memorizing her in the study room, she went to the music classroom to watch Ye Xin rehearsal. Sweetheart really couldn't stand her being crazy. When she thought that Li Jiuzhi had been in the examination for so long and had not moved, she felt that she needed to remind Qinglang and asked him to ask Li Jiuzhi's results.

She sent Qinglang a text message in the study room. Qinglang was just now taking his cell phone to report to the leader in the army. During the waiting period, he glanced at the cell phone and then remembered that he had thrown such a big thing behind his mind.

He thought for a moment, then called out his mobile phone address book to call Li Jiuzhi. Li Jiuzhi's voice came out quickly on the other end of the phone: "Hey, it's clear! Long time no see!"

"Have you checked the matters you asked you to help me check?" Situ Qinglang was straight to the point and rarely politely.

"Look at my brain!" Li Jiuzhi knocked his head with the pen holder on the other end of his phone, "I checked it early in the morning and I checked it for you soon. However, I have been clearing the case at the end of the year. I forgot it. Is it convenient for you now? Do you think we will talk about it or tell you the result directly on the phone?"

Situ Qinglang felt that Li Jiuzhi's tone seemed quite tricky. Could it be that this boy had any criminal record?

He urged: "Tell me the result first, let me talk more about it if you have the chance another day."

"There is nothing special about Cheng Chengcheng, that's it - Ye Xin, right? He has nothing, just his parents both died."

"His parents died, too?" Situ Qinglang was surprised to hear this.

Li Jiuzhi was also stunned after hearing this: "Who else?"

Situ Qinglang came to his senses and waved his hand: "What is the cause of death? Is it an accident?"

"That's not, it's because... drug trafficking, my father was killed by drug police on the Sino-Vietnam border, and my mother committed suicide in a drug rehabilitation center."

Situ Qinglang was shocked when he heard this. He couldn't believe his ears. That boy... both his parents were drug traffickers? Qingqing was still so close to such a person?

This is absolutely not possible! How can a military family live with such a person? What if the child is close to the Mozhehei? He will definitely not allow this situation!

"Qinglang? Qinglang?" Li Jiuzhi called twice on the phone, "Why are you not moving?"

"Is there anything else?"

"Other... because his family is poor, he formed a small band and went to the bar to sing in the evening. Do you know this?"

"..." Situ Qinglang simply didn't know what mood she should face Qingqing. How did she choose? If you have any good things, don't insist on having such a bad background?

"In the bar, that means he has a chance to continue doing drug deals?"

"It's possible, but the small bar can't afford this risk. This person has no criminal record or bad records, has never fought or been prostituted."

"I understand, thank you." Situ Qinglang frowned. The news was really a bit bad for him.

"Qinglang, why did you think of asking him? Could it be that he is from the same school as your wife?" Li Jiuzhi tentatively gossiped.

Situ Qinglang did not give him any chance, nor did he plan to answer. He said perfunctorily: "Thank you, I'll treat you to dinner if you have time another day."

"You're welcome. Let's get together once before the New Year. Then bring your wife with you." Li Jiuzhi was very tactful and knew what Qinglang didn't want to say, so he couldn't ask any questions.

"Okay, go when you have time." Situ Qinglang responded and hung up the phone, his head was about to turn into two large ones.

He is not looking down on the poor, but Ye Xin has to do some serious business at least, right? The bar resident singer is not a serious business at all. Even if he is a waiter and cashier at McDonald's and KFC, it is better than this!

Not to mention that his parents were unbearable in the past. He grew up in such a family and was influenced by his own eyes and could not have no understanding of this.

No - Situ Qinglang thought it was completely unwell no matter how he thought about it. That guy was sick and ill, and he was thin, with long hair, swelling air, and a blank expression on his face. He looked like a living dead person. If his parents had been poisoned when they were born, his health would not be much better. Of course, he would not allow his sister to have any future with such a person.

Why is this brother and sister not worry-free at all? One likes a half-baked man, and the other likes a man or a woman. Thinking of this, Situ Qinglang felt a little upset.

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Today, the company has to work overtime until very late, so I took the time to write a chapter to satisfy everyone's cravings. There are many exciting highlights next, so stay tuned.
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