I Deliver Food In a Lamborghini

  Chapter 145 Are you sick?

   "I also issued a statement later, but the fans are a little involved in the CP, and there is no way, we can't stop everyone's mouth."

   "Plus, Mr. Xiaonan has indeed not officially announced any girlfriend in recent years, so fans think they are an underground relationship, and they have been arguing until now."

   "Actually, it's all fake. Sister-in-law, you can rest assured. Our Xiaonan always says that if there is no one, there will be no one. You can trust him."

   "Mr. Xiaonan and I have known each other for some years. I haven't seen him fall in love for so many years, and have any women around him."

   "If it still doesn't work, how about we make an appointment to ask Mr. Xiao Nan to take you out for a meal together? Then I will call Qi Jia, and we can chat while eating."

  Qi Yan: "..."

  Why do you suddenly have to eat again?

   Obviously she just asked casually, why does this matter seem to be getting worse and worse?

  She was afraid that if she didn't speak, the other party would rush to open a press conference to clarify, so she immediately said: "No, I don't believe it, I just asked casually. Excuse me."

   "Oh, don't bother, don't bother, sister-in-law, of course it's best if you don't misunderstand." The other party laughed heartlessly.

  Qi Yan opened his mouth and gave up explaining.

   Let him go.

   A few minutes later, Nan Zhe hung up the phone.

  The living room was quiet again.

  Qi Yan was still half-standing up, his back was so stiff that he was already numb.

  Nan Zhe put down his phone and went to help her, "As for the rush, I didn't say I wouldn't explain it to you."

  Qi Yan: "..."

  It turns out that it is a feeling that there is no way to argue.

  She lay down on the sofa again, and it took a while before she spoke, "I didn't misunderstand, just like the majority of netizens, just holding the mentality of eating melons."

  Probably because the address his good friend gave her on the phone just now was too ambiguous, Qi Yan couldn't accept it, and was even more afraid that Nan Zhe might misunderstand something, so he tried his best to explain.

   "The difference between me and them is that I know you as the client, so of course I have to take the opportunity to ask. There is no other meaning."

  She wanted to say that she simply wanted to know about his relationship with Qi Jia, but no inexplicable emotions appeared.

   Just ask, it's that simple.

  As soon as she said this, she obviously felt that the breathing of the people in front of her was heavier.

  She lay on her stomach and couldn't see his face even when she looked up. Of course, she didn't dare to look up now.

  Holding the pillow tightly, she continued in this posture, "That's right, the online uploads are quite real, I thought you were really a couple. Looking at the pictures, you look like a pretty good match."

  Nan Zhe narrowed his dark eyes, and suddenly squatted down to get close to her, "Have you seen those things? Was it before this morning?"

  His breath was too strong, Qi Yan subconsciously wanted to hide, but there was nowhere to go.

  She glanced at him, thought for a while and admitted: "Well, I actually saw it in the early morning, and then I went to search for news about the awards ceremony."

   "I also know that it may be fake, but I saw that video on the Internet, not to mention, it really matches well."

   A few seconds later, Nan Zhe smiled, raised his hand and poked her on the head, "Qi Yan, are you sick?"

  Qi Yan pointed to his waist, but he didn't feel that he was scolding himself: "Did you know?"

   "..."

   Probably wanting to have a heated debate with her, Nan Zhe sat directly on the carpet, keeping eye level with her.

   "Come on, let's talk about this."

   "What else is there to talk about?" Qi Yan's eyes widened, "If it's not a couple, then it's not. Brother Nan, why do you react so strongly?"

  A certain person seemed to be poked all of a sudden, and the words stopped abruptly when they came to the mouth.

   "Forget it, change the subject."

  Qi Yan said loudly, "Say it."

   "What is your criteria for choosing a mate? What kind do you like?"

   "..." Qi Yan's expression twisted.

   "I haven't thought about it."

  Nan Zhe: "Then you think about it, chatting, it's not because of the exam that you are nervous."

   "Hehehehe, Brother Nan, you are quite understanding."

   When she didn't answer, Nan Zhe kept staring at her, as if if she didn't give an answer tonight, he could sit here all night.

  Qi Yan was quite cooperative, and really thought about it carefully.

"Well, I don't have any standards, I don't have many requirements." She counted with her fingers: "Probably it is thoughtful and humorous, filial and dedicated, it is best to be in the same industry, have common topics, and of course they must be northerners. The kind within 20 kilometers of my home. I don’t have any requirements for appearance, the taller the better, I like taller ones, 190 or above is the best.”

  Nan Zhe: "...Is this f---ing called not asking too much?"

  At first, when he first heard the above, he thought it was quite reasonable, and he really didn’t ask for much.

  The key is that he also meets these conditions.

   Isn't he the spokesperson of "considerate, humorous, filial piety"!

   But gradually, it becomes strange to walk from peers.

   It can be said that the latter three conditions have nothing to do with him, completely irrelevant.

   He was short of a red card and told him to just go away.

  Qi Yan disagrees, "Is this a lot?"

   "You choose a concubine!" Nan Zhe was furious, "What's the matter with the height above 190, you have to let him carry you to play in the NBA!"

  Qi Yan choked, and compromised: "It's okay if you're not that tall, but you have to be around 187, right? It can't be any shorter, otherwise it's no different from sawing off your legs."

  Nan Zhe: "..." Insult, naked insult!

  Damn it!

   "Let it down a little more." He gritted his teeth.

  Qi Yan glanced at him tentatively, "Then, 18...5?"

  Seeing that Nan Zhe's face softened a little, Qi Yan also heaved a sigh of relief, and muttered in a low voice: "Then let's go to 185. It's okay to order a height-enhancing insole."

  Nan Zhe felt a pain in his heart. Oops, it felt like a myocardial infarction!

   "The one in the north, I think you can also relax a bit. You can find something suitable within 20 kilometers."

  Qi Yan thought about it seriously, and it made sense.

   "Then fifty kilometers?"

  Nan Zhe looked resentful.

  She glanced at him, "Ah, no way? How about one hundred?"

   "It still doesn't work? Then it's out of the province no matter how far away it is."

"Is your layout only this one hundred? China has a vast land and abundant resources. You can die if you go south! Your ancestors have fought for so many years and recovered so many places. There are so many areas for you to choose from. You only have this one in front of you." Hundred kilometers!"

  Qi Yan seriously suspected that Nan Zhe was kidnapping her morally, but she didn't dare to say it.

   "Further south, is there a mountain city?" Qi Yan thought about it, and it was okay. Anyway, it's all in the north, so it's convenient to go home.

  Nan Zhe: "A little further south."

   "... If you go south, you will go back to Jiangcheng. It's almost two thousand kilometers away!"

  (end of this chapter)