Young Emperor Nangong's cold gaze fell on the paper ball.
Xia Qianchen picked it up, unfolded it, and immediately understood.
"This is a picture from the newspaper. You asked me to copy 'all' of the newspaper. I thought the pictures were included."
"..."
"His name is Zhang Yi, and he is a well-known holding expert." Xia Qianchen picked up the newspaper and pointed to a certain picture, "Look, I am really just copying the picture."
"You know him quite well."
"Every issue of the financial newspaper has his column. He is a holding geek, you should know that." Xia Qianchen handed him the newspaper along with the paper.
Nangong Young Emperor made a quick comparison and knew that she was not lying: "What's the relationship?"
"Huh? It doesn't matter, I don't know you at all."
"Tell the truth." Those sharp eyes seemed to be saying: It doesn't matter. Why did you draw him?
"I explained it before, I thought the pictures should also be together."
"There are so many landscape pictures, but you chose the figure picture."
"It's a coincidence that I just happened to copy this content. Besides, he is already in his 40s... How much older can he be my dad? I don't like someone so old?"
"Oh, you like older ones?"
"Young, of course."
He looked like he was going to continue talking, and Xia Qianchen added: "It's best for men to be older, and it's best for women to be around 5-8 years old."
If it's too small, it won't hurt women, but if it's too big, there will be a generation gap.
"How old are you."
"22 years old, it says on my resume."
Young Emperor Nangong snorted, the resume is fake.
"I really have nothing to do with him," Xia Qianchen continued to explain, "I don't have such bad taste. There is no way I would like his type."
Young Emperor Nangong raised his eyebrows slightly: "What type do you like?"
"I don't know. I haven't thought about this problem."
"Then think about it carefully from now on."
"..."
He raised a piece of white paper and said, "Write down what you want, 5,000 words."
5000 words?!
"I don't know what to write, can I..."
"Don't make conditions with me."
"I think liking someone should not be a strict requirement, but a spiritual feeling."
Young Emperor Nangong sneered.
“I didn’t know what my type was until I met the person who made me feel like it.”
The implication is that so far she has not met anyone she likes - including Young Emperor Nangong.
Green eyes full of warning asked: "Who is your boyfriend?"
"If you don't have someone you like, how can you have a boyfriend?"
"Whoever taught you that your boyfriend must like you."
Xia Qianchen's heart pounded, and the voice in her memory said something similar: [Little fool, you don't have to like me to be your boyfriend, I like you, you are my girlfriend!]
"How many appointments have you had?" he asked again.
Why did you suddenly jump to this topic?
Xia Qianchen shook her head.
"You don't like it?"
"It can be understood that way. Anyway, I haven't met anyone I like."
He didn't want to include Leng Tianchen's love affair. It had always been his self-righteousness, and she had never admitted it.
Young Emperor Nangong seemed to look much better and asked some emotional questions.
Xia Qianchen answered cautiously, for fear of upsetting him.
To be honest, she felt weird talking about her private love life with Young Emperor Nangong.