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"build her a house in her hometown and pay her alimony every month."

"mm-hmm." Qin Anan couldn't help looking at him. "Fu Shiting, I lived in China before, so how could I not know the company and products of the dreamer" If I want it, I'll buy it myself. But thank you for the car. "

"can you tell me how you got your pink car now" Fu Shiting has guessed from what she just said that she probably didn't buy the car herself.

"Don't you already have the answer in your heart" Qin Anan said, "someone gave it to me. Do you want to ask who sent it "

Fu Shiting's eyes were suddenly a little cold.

he didn't ask who sent it, because even if he did, she wouldn't say.

"I'm being amorous." Fu Shiting felt ironic, "is there no place to park in your home"

"do you want to take back the car you gave me" She was confused at the way he looked frustrated.

she didn't expect that the two cars would be sent to her home at the same time.

it's like being found stepping on two boats, but obviously that's not the case.

"I never take back what I give away." He clenched his fist, his face floating angrily.

he thought for a moment that the people who could send Qin Anan a special custom car were definitely not ordinary people.

after all, when he went to the dreamer's headquarters in his capacity, the staff made it clear that they would not accept special customization.

so the person who gave her the car was either at the top of the Dreamer's company or someone more powerful than him.

others only know that Qin Anan has received a doctorate in the past two years or so, but now it seems that they underestimate her.

Qin Anan watched him turn around and stride away, her willow eyebrows twisted tightly.

he was angry because someone gave her a custom-made car.

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Why is he angry They are not a couple, even if there are really other men chasing her, she accepts the pursuit of others, that is her freedom. Why should he be angry

Qin Anan was inexplicably upset when he remembered the gloomy look on his face before he left.

after Fu Shiting left, the bodyguard came in.

"Boss, where are the two new cars in the yard parked" With an eager look on his face, the bodyguard said, "Why don't you drive the car out of the garage and put the new car in the garage"

Qin Anan hasn't decided how to arrange it yet.

"Boss, you can also buy two parking spaces in the underground parking lot of the community." The bodyguard saw her struggling, so he gave her advice, "it's very convenient anyway."

Qin Anan replied, "Let's talk about it later!" I'll be quiet. "

Fu Shiting came out of Qin Anan's house and drove back to the company. The

meeting was over, and Zhou Ziyi was puzzled to see that the boss was pale and confused.

"Boss, did Qin Anan refuse your car" Zhou Ziyi guessed carefully.

"No." Fu Shiting's heart was burning with anger. "there are other men who gave her a car." It's also a new car for the dreamer. And it's custom-made, silver and pink. Dreamer cars on the market are only available in black, white, gray and red. "

"Silver pink. Is it possible that you took it to the No. 4 store to transform it "

"No. If it is reformed, it will not be so fast. I looked at it carefully and found that the interior was also specially customized. " Fu Shiting sat down in the boss's chair, rubbed his long fingers and rubbed his eyebrows. "she has admitted that it was given to her by others."

"Oh. You mean that someone is chasing Qin Anan. And Qin Anan is going to accept that man's pursuit. Why else would she accept a car from someone else " Zhou Ziyi said with regret, "the man who pursues Qin Anan must be very excellent, otherwise how could Qin Anan agree."." Qin Anan said lightly, "it doesn't hurt much, just a little green." It will be all right in two days. ""you should be careful in the future.""mm-hmm.".Hotel.at nine o'clock in the morning, the memo...